She reached over without a word and grabbed his cock through his jeans. They had been driving for three hours already, the highway stretching flat and empty under the afternoon sun. He kept both hands on the wheel but spread his legs wider so she could get a better grip. Fuck, yeah, he muttered. She squeezed harder, feeling him thicken fast.
Pull it out, she said. Her voice was low and rough. He lifted his hips just enough for her to yank his zipper down and free his dick. It sprang up thick and already leaking. She wrapped her fingers around the shaft and started stroking him slow and tight, thumb rubbing over the wet head on every upstroke.
He groaned but kept the car steady at seventy-five. She leaned across the console, seatbelt digging into her hip, and licked the tip. Salt and skin. Then she took him into her mouth, sucking hard while her hand worked the base. Spit ran down his balls. He cursed and gripped the wheel tighter.
Dont you fucking crash, she warned around his cock, then swallowed him deeper. Her head bobbed in his lap, wet sounds filling the car over the engine noise. Every few minutes a truck passed in the other lane; she didnt stop. If anything she sucked harder, knowing someone might glance down and see.
He lasted maybe ten miles before he warned her. She pulled off just in time, jerking him fast until thick ropes of cum splattered across his stomach and her fist. She licked her fingers clean while he caught his breath, dick still twitching.
They stopped at the next rest area. The moment the car was in park she climbed into the backseat and shoved her shorts and panties down. Get back here and fuck me. He followed, door barely shut before he was between her thighs, shoving his half-hard cock into her soaked pussy in one rough thrust. She was dripping from sucking him off. He pounded her hard, the car rocking on its shocks. She clawed his back and begged for it deeper, dirtier. Use that fucking cunt. Fill it up. He came again inside her, grinding deep until every drop was in her.
They cleaned up with napkins and got back on the road. An hour later she was horny again. This time she stripped completely naked in the passenger seat, feet on the dash, and fingered herself while he drove. She talked the whole time. My pussys still full of your cum. Feel how sloppy it is. She reached over and wiped her wet fingers across his lips. He sucked them clean without taking his eyes off the road.
At the next state line they pulled into a truck stop. She wore only a thin tank top and no panties under her skirt. They found a dark corner of the lot. She bent over the hood, ass up, and he fucked her again from behind, quick and brutal, one hand over her mouth to keep her quiet when she came. Cum ran down her thighs afterward. She didnt bother wiping it up.
Night fell. They switched drivers so she could rest, but rest turned into her riding him in the drivers seat while the car idled on the shoulder. She sank down on his cock again and again, tits bouncing, telling him exactly how she wanted it. Harder. Split me open. He grabbed her hips and slammed up into her until she shook and soaked his lap.
By the time they reached the cheap motel theyd booked for the night, both of them were raw and sticky. They didnt even make it to the shower. He bent her over the bed and fucked her one more time, slow and deep, making her feel every inch. She came with her face in the sheets, voice hoarse from all the moaning.
They finally showered together, soaping each other up and trading lazy kisses. When they crawled into bed she curled against him, one leg thrown over his hip. Best road trip ever, she mumbled, already half asleep. He kissed the top of her head and agreed. They still had two days of driving left, and neither of them planned to keep their hands to themselves.
