Chapter Two: Highway Sex for the Truckers
Bob’s recent experience with public sex with Susan in the restaurant and watching her jerk off the young waiter in the parking lot had near sexual frenzy. On top of this was the excitement of being with another woman while his wife was out of town for a week on a business trip. Besides being his first foray into the affair scene in a long time, the woman he was with was lovely and perhaps the overall sexiest person he had ever known. After he and Susan got in the car following the jerk off session, Bob could not contain himself any longer.
“Susan, you came twice in the restaurant there and I am so excited I about to bust. I don’t think I can make it for 120 miles without a climax.”
“I know, Baby. You need to cum. Would you like me to suck you off on the way back?” Susan asked, grinning with anticipation. She loved sucking a hard cock, the feel of cum shooting into her mouth, the control she had at that moment.
“God, yes!”
“Just remember that we ladies can cum more times that you men, and I am not through for the night.” Susan put her hand on his pants over his hard cock.
“Take your pants all the way off, and your briefs too.”
“Oh yes.” Bob hurried and soon was naked except for his shirt, his erection sticking straight up.
Lifting the armrests separating them, she reached over and began to play as they drove out of the parking lot. Now she had free access to cock and balls, more than she had had when she played with then under the table earlier. She started to lean over to take his cock in her mouth when he stopped her.
“What about you?”
“Me?” Susan asked.
“Yes, you. I’ve felt and tasted your pussy, but I haven’t seen your pussy yet?”
“O.K.” Susan grinned, slipping off her skirt. Since she had left her panties for the waiter, she too was now naked from the waist down.
“You want to see my pussy?” Susan sat facing him, her back against the passenger door. Scooting her ass down, she spread her legs and began to play with herself, rubbing her pussy and clit, then spreading her lips so he could see the love opening. She felt the power again as his eyes focused on her, knowing she had his entire attention, was the completely focus on his desire, his very life at this time.
“What to you think about my pussy? Wouldn’t you like to lick it and put your tongue inside? Fuck it with your cock, feeling it so warm and wet? Cum inside it?”
All the while, Susan’s eyes were laughing at him as she played and slipped fingers inside herself to tease him more. She played for a few seconds as Bob looked from the road in front of the car back to the passenger side, then back to the road again.
“Yeeeeeeeeesss.” Was all Bob could answer, thoroughly fascinated by this woman who felt so free with her body, sexuality, and desires. He wanted her more than he had ever wanted any other woman in his memory. He watched as she slowly took off her blouse and her bra and was completely nude, then continued to play with her pussy with one hand and her nipples with the other.
“Want to feel my tits?”
“Yeeeeeeeessssssss.” Bob said again, and sighed as Susan scooted over next to him.
Bob reached over with his right hand as she moved toward him so he could feel her soft breast, cup it and squeeze it as he drove down the road. Grasping her nipple between his thumb and finger, he rolled it, pinching slightly, and was rewarded with a low moan. He kept twisting it softly, hearing more moans and gasps.
“Just don’t get pulled over by a cop.” Susan said through her groans of pleasure, noticing that the car was swerving slightly as Bob tried to watch both the road and her pussy. “I would be in deep shit.”
“You could just blow him and he would let you go.” Bob laughed, joking.
Susan laughed back, but began to form a mental image of the cop agreeing to let her go if she sucked him off and taking her to his car. In her quick fantasy, the cop sat in the driver’s seat and she lay on the passenger side, her knees against the door, her lower legs curled as she took his dick in her mouth, sucking. In her mind, she somehow bumped the radio, turning it on. Hearing other cops talking on the radio and realizing that her blowjob could be heard by every cop in the city, as well as everyone with a scanner turned on, she began to suck with loud slurping noises, making comments about his hard cock.
When Bob’s voice cut in, Susan jumped and realized that she was playing with her soaked pussy while Bob played with her nipple.
“I don’t know where you are, Baby, but it must be a good place. I hope I am a part of that.”
“You are, Baby; you are.”
“Do you want to tell me what you were thinking about?” Bob asked. He had really enjoyed watching her play with herself and was hoping for more.
Susan hesitated, but with Bob’s lustful, yet kind encouragement, began to tell him her fantasy of blowing the cop on the radio. She felt she could trust him. When she noticed how excited he was becoming, she turned on the dome light and began playing with herself as she talked, embellishing the fantasy. She enjoyed Bob watching her and imagining her sucking off another man as he watched. She described the cop stiffening and loud grunting as he came in her mouth and the comments of the other cops over the - - and a couple cops who seemed to be cuming as they listened. As she talked, she turned, facing Bob, replacing his hand on her breast with her own, playing with her nipple with one hand, the fingers of her other hand sliding slowly into her wet fuck-orifice.
As Susan talked, Bob found a rest stop and quickly pulled over, turning on the dome light to see her better, not wanting to miss any of this sexy action. He watched as her eyes looked directly into his, drawn into the two pools of pure lust. He knew he could drown there be happy.
Susan finished her story. “As he filled my mouth with his warm cum, you opened the passenger door, got on your knees and began eating my pussy.” (That part of her fantasy was added, but only she knew that and could see by Bob’s reaction that it was a nice touch for him.)
Bob suddenly had an idea. “Would you like to suck me off on the radio with lots of people listening?”
