I was in my twenties during that summer. My hair was long and I was in the kind of shape, both mentally and physically, that only youth could provide. We were driving up the California coast, away from the bay area scene, tired from a week long party we'd been involved with. There was me, Dan, Becky, and Elisha. We'd decided to go to a campground around the Big Sur area, so we collected some supplies and checked our tents for damage before heading out, a long drive ahead of us before we reached the final destination.
We were 'loosely affiliated', meaning that none of us were paired up as couples. In fact, the other man, Dan, was hopelessly shy which seemed to be a positive factor for the other women who seemed to feel very comfortable with that situation, not having to fend off advances by yet another horny man. I was the de facto leader of the group since it was my car, and I was feeling amazingly good considering the situation.
I had a classic Volkswagen bus, with tie-died curtains on the windows and between the passenger area and the front. We had said our goodbyes to our fellow concert goers, and set off after getting some coffee, but it wasn't long after we got out of town that I was driving in silence, the others slipping into an afternoon nap as we made our way up the coast.
Becky had elected to ride up front with me, and she had her feet up on the dash as we drove. She was a small woman, with long strawberry blonde hair. She wore a light cotton dress which fluttered once in a while in the 85 degree heat. She had put up a piece of tie-died cloth that hung from the mirror and the sunshade so that the bright sunlight wouldn't shine directly on her, then she relaxed and lowered her top, exposing her breasts. She gave me a quick smile, then dozed off. I'd seen her naked a few times, so she felt safe around me.
So there I was, driving and driving, the noise of the motor hypnotizing me as I engaged in various thoughts about the last week. There seemed to be hardly any cars on the long road that day and I was happy for it, grooving along by myself, not even listening to music that day.
Eventually I glanced over at Becky. It was very warm in the van, her breasts shiny with perspiration, and her legs had flopped open a bit as she snored lightly. Her dress was hiked up almost to her waist because of the angle of her legs, and I could see her pubic hair in the warm light. At that point I started having thoughts about her. Lots of them.
It was only a matter of time before I had an erection. I had on shorts, but no underwear, and my cock slowly sprang loose from the right leg hole. I let it rise up and kept my eyes on the road, thinking about having sex with her or Elisha. I found them both rather attractive and we just hadn't been alone long enough to explore any sexual options. I sighed.
At this point, my penis was dripping. I had been fantasizing for an hour and was thinking about jerking off quickly while I drove. It was completely out of my shorts now, sticking up at an angle. A big, clear drop of fluid was exuding from the tip and I thought I'd better do something about it before Becky woke up.
It was a little torturous at this point, I had to admit. Becky's breasts were lovely, her puffy nipples soft in the light of the cabin, and her vulva barely hidden from me. But I continued on, not slowing down, driving down the long, straight road before me as I started to touch myself.
I could hear snoring in the back as I drove along. Elisha and Dan were completely out. A curtain hung down between the back and the front, but there was a small gap in the middle so I could use the rear view mirror to see them. I adjusted it a little and realized that Elisha was lying on her back on the mattress, her legs wide open. I got an amazing view of her pussy which didn't really help my condition. I groaned inwardly and kept rubbing myself.
Suddenly, Becky stirred, letting her legs come down from the dashboard. Her eyes sleepy, she looked back at the others, seeing the same thing that I saw. She had a little smile now. I had moved my hand over my cock at this point, trying to make it go down. She yawned and stretched, her hands behind her head as her breasts jutted out. I could hardly stand it at this point.
Becky seemed to get the picture, quickly glancing at my hand. She looked out the window for a time, then she slowly pulled her dress up so that it was around her waist. I had no problem seeing her pussy now. She put her feet back up on the dash. Looking at the passing scenery, she masturbated as I drove along, just rubbing her clitoris at first, then she penetrated her vagina, her fingers becoming wet as she slid them in and out of herself.
At one point she gasped, having reached a climax. My balls were aching and I bit my lip as I looked over at her. Neither of us said anything at this point. While the others snored in the back, Becky slowly reached over and took my hand away from my penis. It sprang up to its full height. She just looked at it for a time, still fingering herself. She gasped again, her legs jerking. I could smell her sex in the still air of the van.
Now she leaned over and put her head on my shoulder. Looking down, she grasped my cock with the same hand that had been fingering her pussy and slowly started masturbating me. She took her time, both of us in a trance as the van jounced down the lonely road. I didn't make a sound, but it was very hard to keep my composure.
I let go of the wheel with my right hand and put it on the back of the seat behind her. On cue, her head dropped down into my lap as she took me into her mouth. I wanted to cry out, but I didn't. The sensation of her lips on my penis was almost too much to bear, but I held back as we continued to drive in silence.
She continued to take more of me into her mouth, bobbing gently as she sucked me off, shoving almost my entire penis down her throat now. My hand drifted behind her and down her backside and I was able to push two fingers into her pussy as she sucked on me. I heard her inhale sharply through her nostrils as I entered her, and her tongue swirled around my glans as she gently jerked me off at the same time.
I pulled my fingers out of her and my hand moved to one of her breasts, rubbing the nipple with my forefinger. At this point she let my penis drop from her mouth. She held it up, wet and shiny, as her hand slid up and down the shaft. I must have made a tiny noise at that point and she directed my cock towards the rubber floor mats just as I ejaculated, several strong spurts of semen shooting out of me as I came, incredible sensations washing over my groin as I stifled a groan.
