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I looked in the rearview mirror. Yes, there he was,
coming up to pass me again. We had been playing this little game of
leapfrog for some miles now, and 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 the second pass, and the game had begun. It was now
the sixth time we had passed each other, and our gestures had gone from
eye contact to casual flirtation. He blew me a kiss as he overtook me in
the left lane, and, as I expected, he slowed about two car lengths in
front, allowing me to retrieve my position. Getting bolder, I looked over
as I 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 raise 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
a naughty thought crossed my mind. Would he? As we drew closer I moved
into the right lane and turned on the turn signal. He fell in obediently
behind me, and I wondered what was going through his mind. What 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
kiss 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 in a twinkle.
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 bulging
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
attention, almost to the center of the steering wheel, and was nearly as
big in diameter as the bottled water I carried.
"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 immense cock. I
was greeted promptly by a glistening droplet of pre-cum, which I greedily
lapped up. 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, then burying it into my face I sank as far as I was able onto
it. I managed to take three or four inches 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. He didn't seem
to mind, however, and his hips began to move rhythmically with me as I
felt his hands on the back of my head. 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,
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 abandon, glad for the loud stereo to mask my cries of
delight.
He withdrew his hand from my dripping cunt, and with one skillful move he
lifted me toward him, centering himself on the seat as he deftly impaled
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 in alarm, but I quickly recovered what composure I could and
kissed him. He began to guide me, gripping my hips in his hands as we
moved together. I felt another orgasm begin to overtake me, and my moans
became cries of exctacy. I ground myself onto him, feeling him pulsate
deep inside me. His movements became more urgent, and I felt his hot
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, then I slowly, reluctantly, crawled off him, feeling his
spent cock slide out of my wet, freshly fucked pussy. Wordlessly, 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 it myself. |
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