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My X husband was both physically and mentally
abusive. I couldn’t take any more of his crap and left him and to get a
divorce. After a lengthy drawn-out divorce I decided to move away. I
headed west on I-70 to start a new life for myself. While driving and
thinking about my life and the way it had been going and after driving
several hundred miles and I was depressed. I looked in the rear view
mirror I noticed a car in the mirror. This car was coming up to pass me. I
made some gestures to give the car plenty of space to pass me. I slowed
down to make him pass, which it did. It came back around in front of me
and slowed down.
This car slowed down to make me pass him. We had started this little game
of leapfrog for some 100 miles, it had somehow taken on a life of its own.
It had started innocently enough. I noticed him slowing a bit after we
made eye contact on another a pass. It was about the thirtieth time we had
passed each other, and our gestures had gone from eye contact to casual
flirtation to go along with. Finely it when to “Come and get It”
He blew me a kiss as he overtook me in the left lane. As I expected, he
slowed about two car lengths in front, allowing me to pass & retrieve my
position in front. Getting bolder, I looked over as he drew alongside,
taking my foot off the gas to pace with him. I put my finger in my mouth,
all the way to the hilt, withdrawing it slowly as I watched his eyebrows
rose over the rim of his sunglasses.
A grin split his face, and I stomped on the gas pedal, pulling in front.
In the distance I saw a sign announcing a rest area a few miles ahead, and
some more naughty thoughts crossed my mind. Would he? As we drew closer I
moved into the right lane and turned on the turn signal. He fell in behind
me, and my mind wondered, what was going through his mind. What the hell
was I thinking? Was I crazy? The fact that it was dangerous, and that this
was someone I had never met before somehow made it all the more exciting.
My heart racing, I pulled off the highway into the rest area, slowly
making my way past the cars and trucks to find a secluded spot in the back
of the area. He pulled in next to me. I sat for a moment, gathering my
courage & then I quickly darted to his car and hopped in.
His eyes were wide with a mixture of amazement, pleasant surprise, and
wonderment. He looked even better than I imagined, shirtless, tan, and
buff. I guessed him to be in his early thirties. His mouth opened to
speak, but I quickly covered it with my own, drawing him into me with my
kisses as I felt him embrace me, hesitantly at first, then strong and
firm. He recovered from his shock and began to take charge, entangling his
hands in my hair as he pulled my head back to kiss my neck. My body gave
in, and I fell back into the car's plush seat as he covered my neck and
shoulders with kisses and gentle bites.
I felt his hand move to caress my breast, and in an instant he was inside
my bra, tugging at my nipples. I felt a throbbing between my legs, and I
thrust my hips forward, squirming in the seat. He pulled my shirt over my
head and had my bra off. My nipples hardened as a tingling went through my
boobs. Backing away slightly to look me over, he seemed pleased with what
he saw before diving back in to take my right nipple in his mouth, gently
biting it. I arched my back, offering myself to him. I saw his cock behind
his loose shorts, and I pulled the waistband out slowly, setting it free
of its confines. I gasped in surprise; it stood straight at to attention,
almost pointing straight out and up to the center of the steering wheel.
He moved to the passenger seat under me.
"Must be my lucky day," I said with a grin. "Yeah, your lucky day," he
chuckled.
I winked at him and bent to playfully lick the tip of his dick. A
glistening droplet of pre-cum had formed, which I greedily removed with my
tongue. He let out a tiny gasp, and I felt him rise to meet my lips. I
took the head in my mouth, using the tip of my tongue to lick the
underside, and burying my face as I sank as far as I was able to. I
managed to take most of him into my mouth, but it was so wide I couldn't
seem to get it past my back teeth. This disappointed me, as I wanted to
impress him with my ability to deep throat this stranger. He didn't seem
to mind however. His hips began to move rhythmically with me as I felt his
hands on the back of my head forcing my head down.
He pulled me back up to his mouth, and I felt his hand tugging at the
button of my shorts. They opened easily for him, and he pulled them off
and casually tossed them into the back seat with my clothes, panties and
all. His hand dove between my legs, and he began to massage my hungry
pussy. I was already so turned on that I nearly left the seat in my effort
to meet his touch. He slid a finger inside, feeling the wetness that
suddenly doubled as I came. One finger became two, and I rode his hand
with reckless care. I was glad for the loud stereo to mask my cries of
this delightful welcomed attention my cunt was getting from a perfect
stranger.
He withdrew his hand from my love connection. With one skillful move he
lifted me toward him, centering me on the seat as he deftly dropped me
onto his throbbing cock, straddling him. I felt the length of it ram into
me, filling me as full as I had ever been, and I let out a scream. He
looked at me and smiled, but I quickly recovered what composure I had
left. I kissed him hard with wet sloppy kisses. He began to guide me.
Gripping my hips in his hands as we moved in unison. I felt another orgasm
begin to overtake my insides and my moans became cries of ecstasy.
I ground myself onto him, feeling him pulsate deep inside me. His
movements became more urgent, and I felt his hot sticky liquid explode
into me, our juices gushing out of me with every stroke. We both collapsed
into the seat, his cock still inside me. We sat that way for a moment. I
slowly, but reluctantly, crawled off of him, feeling his spent cock slip
out of my wet, freshly fucked pussy. Wordlessly, Very few words were ever
spoken. I gathered my clothing and dressed. He looked at me again, unsure
what to say. I kissed him, and before he could speak. I quickly exited his
car and climbed into my own. He was still sitting there as I backed out of
the parking spot and drove away, hardly able to believe what had just
happened, it just did.
As I left I started to finger my pussy to get his seed on my finger and
suck it down my throat. I didn’t even ask his name, who he was, where he
was from or where he was going. I didn’t even care. I never did that
before or since. He was just a welcomed sexual pleasure that just happened
that we both enjoyed. |
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