The Road Trip

”Is it far?” Michelle asked.

She sat next to me in the passenger seat of my convertible. I had been driving through the desert for a couple of hours straight, and we were both getting bored.

“About a hundred miles,” I said.

Michelle sighed. 

“I’m tired,” she said, pouting.

“You can take a nap once we reach the motel,” I said.

Michelle grinned.

“Oh no,” she said. “You know what we’re gonna do.”

I glanced at her. She looked really cute with her long blond hair blowing in the breeze, her big natural breasts stretching the fabric of her white T-shirt. Her tight blue jeans revealed her shapely hips and long, slender legs.

Yeah, I had a pretty good idea what I wanted to do. But I wanted her to tell me.

“Dunno,” I said, my eyes on the road again. “Refresh my memory.”

Michelle rolled her eyes.

“Aw, come on,” she said. “We’re gonna get naked, and then…”

“And then?” I said, smiling

Michelle squirmed in her seat.

“You’re gonna get hard,” she whispered. “And then you’re gonna lick me. And I will suck you. And then…”

“Oh yeah,” I said.

Just listening to her description, I could visualize having sex with Michelle in the motel. And my cock was already starting to rise to the occasion, getting stiff inside my black jeans.

“Oh God,” Michelle moaned. “I’m getting wet just thinking about it. And you…”

She reached over, her hand brushing across the crotch of my jeans. She felt the bulge and squeezed it gently. I gasped, grabbing the steering wheel hard.

“Oh yes, you are,” she giggled. “Oh, poor baby.”

She undid my belt buckle, then slowly zipped down my jeans.

“Michelle…” I said.

“Ooh, don’t worry,” she purred. “I’ll be gentle.”

My semi-erect cock was in her hand now. Michelle’s fingers felt tiny around, slowly stroking its thick root. I was going 75 mph. now and kept my eyes fixed on the road.

Massaging my cock rhythmically, Michelle masturbated it to a full, swelling erection. She looked up at me.

“Is it good?” she asked.

“Hell, yeah,” I gasped. “That feels great. Keep going.”

She kept stroking and I sat back, enjoying the sensations of pleasure. Then I froze as I felt a soft wetness closing around my cock. Michelle had taken it into her mouth.

“Whoa!” I cried. “What are you doing?”

There was no answer. Michelle’s attention was now entirely devoted to my cock. Slurping and smacking, she began moving her head up and down, sucking on my rod, making it stiffer yet. The car zoomed away at 80 mph.

“Fuck…” I whispered. 

This was getting dangerous. I don’t think it’s safe to drive a car while a sexy blonde is giving you head. But it felt so good, I didn’t want Michelle to stop. And somehow it felt natural to speed up the car – just a little bit.

“Yeah!” I said.

I had one hand firmly gripping the wheel. With the other I grabbed Michelle’s hair, forcing her head up and down, up and down. My cock slipped in and out of her wet, sucking mouth – one moment, the swollen head was between her lips, the next it was all the way down her throat. And out. And in. Again and again.

My vision grew hazy as I approached my orgasm. I felt Michelle’s hands pushing against my thighs, trying to slow me down. But it was too late for that. The pressure inside my balls grew to an unbearable level. A few more thrusts, and I would be ready to burst.

“Yeah, baby!” I yelled into the desert sky. “Here I come!”

“Mmm!” Michelle cried, her mouth filled with my swelling, twitching cock.

I pushed her head down, forcing my cock all the way into her mouth. And then I came. Semen spurted out through the shaft with incredible force. I felt Michelle trying to swallow it all, but then I fired another burst. Uttering animal sounds, I kept ejaculating, shooting hot spurts of sperm into her mouth.

90 mph! I barely managed to keep the car in the right lane, as I emptied myself between Michelle’s sucking lips.

“Oh yes,” I whispered. “That was so good.”

Gradually, my cock stopped pumping. I slowed the car down to 75 again. Michelle licked up the last drops and let my tool slip from her mouth. She held it in her hand, just looking at it.

“Baby…” she said.

Catching my breath, I looked down at my cock. It was wet and reddish, and still hard as a bone.

“Wow,” Michelle whispered.

“Looks like I’m not finished with you, baby,” I gasped. “Just you wait and see.”

Her eyes gleamed with excitement, as we drove on, my cock still sticking out from my jeans. A few miles later I stopped the car at the side of the road. We were still in the middle of the desert, no one around for miles.

“Get out of the car,” I said. “And take off your clothes.”

“But…” Michelle protested. 

“Hey,” I said. “It’s not like anyone’s gonna see you or anything. And if they did, you look good naked. Go on.”

Michelle got out and left the door open. Standing next to the car, she took off her T-shirt, showing off her beautiful breasts. She paused to take her high-heeled shoes off. Then she unzipped her jeans and pulled them off, then her panties. When she was naked, she put her shoes on again. She knows I like that.

Michelle had put her clothes on the passenger seat and closed the door. I picked up my briefcase in the backseat, then got out of the car, slamming the door behind me. My hard-on bounced freely as I walked to the front of the car.

“Okay,” I said, “Lie down on the hood. Face down.”

Michelle obeyed, and I opened the briefcase, taking out two sets of handcuffs. I handcuffed her left hand to one rear-view mirror, her right hand to the other.

“Oh God,” she whispered.

I stood in front of the car, enjoying the beautiful sight of the naked girl sprawled across the hood, tied up and waiting. 

Then I took the vibrator from the briefcase and turned it on. Michelle shivered at the sound.

“Spread your legs wide,” I said.

And slowly, she did. I lifted up her left thigh and let the buzzing latex vibrator touch the edge of her cunt. She gasped. I moved it back and forth slowly, stimulating her labia, teasing her. She was wet, and I was making her wetter still.

I gently poked her pussy with the tip of the vibrator, slipping just a fraction of an inch inside – then I pulled it back out out.

“Mmm!” she cried.

I inserted it again, moving it back and forth, only prodding the outer edge of her slit. Michelle wriggled her ass at me, impatiently. Her juices made the vibrator glisten in the desert sun.

“Oh yes,” she whispered, yanking at the handcuffs.

“You like that?” I said. “Huh?”

And with one fast thrust, I buried the entire length of the vibrator in Michelle’s cunt.

“Ohhh!” she cried, throwing herself about on the hood of the car.

I stood back, leaving the vibrator there. It was still buzzing, stimulating the depths of her juicy pussy. As I watched her writhing, she got closer and closer to an inevitable orgasm. Excited as hell, I stroked my cock at the sight.

“Oh please,” she gasped, “oh God. Yes!”

Michelle arched her back as she came, crying out in uncontrollable ecstasy. Juices flowed down her thighs as her love muscles contracted around the vibrator still humming deep inside her cunt. The vibrations seemed to prolong her climax, making her moan and squirm lasciviously on the hood of the car. It was as if she’d never stop coming.

“Ahhh,” she whispered. “It’s so good.”

Slowly, I took my clothes off, leaving them on the ground. Then I took the jar of lubricant from the briefcase. I spread the lube all over my cock. Then, stepping up to Michelle, I dipped two fingers in the creamy substance and gently inserted them into her ass. I turned the fingers around inside, lubricating her.

“No!” she shouted. “You bastard!”

I reached down and turned off the vibrator, but left it buried in her pussy.

“Shut up,” I said, grabbing my slick cock and stroking it. “Just relax and it won’t hurt.”

“Fuck…” Michelle said.

My cock stood straight up. I had to bend it downwards to point it at Michelle’s rectum. As I pushed gently forwards, the tip of the head just slid inside.

“Ah!” she moaned.

I felt her ass muscles gradually relaxing, yielding to me. Slowly, I applied more force, squeezing my bone-hard cock into her ass. I grabbed her hips, still pushing forward. And inch-by-inch the entire length of my excited shaft entered Michelle’s tight little ass.

“Yeah,” I grunted.

I pulled back, almost all the way out, then rammed my cock back into her ass in one powerful thrust.

“Aaah!” she screamed.

Pulling back again, I began thrusting into her rhythmically, fucking her ass in deep, hard strokes. Her anus squeezed my cock tight, making it swell to an incredible erection.  I kept going, pumping my tool into at her ass over and over and over. 

By now I was sweating, dripping perspiration onto her back. Michelle was moaning, long, lustful moans. She couldn’t help herself: This was really turning her on.

“You like that?” I gasped, thrusting even deeper into her tight hole. “You like it in the ass?”

“I love it!” she cried. “Fuck me hard, baby!”

Her hands pulled at the handcuffs, making them jingle. Her whole body was trembling, approaching another climax. I reached down and turned on the vibrator again. Michelle tensed up, as she felt the sex toy buzzing deep inside her pussy.

“Ohhh!” she yelled.

I fucked her ass like a madman, my rigid cock poking her in a frenzied rhythm. I knew she would be coming soon. But even if she wasn’t, I wouldn’t be able to hold on any longer. I was going to unload any second.

“Aaah!” Michelle cried, as she came.

Another violent orgasm, making her throw herself about on the hood of the car. I grabbed her hips, holding on tight, as I thrust once more into her. And again. And again. And…

“Unhhh!”

I yelled like an animal, as I came. Michelle screamed again, as the first spurt of semen shot into her ass. I felt my cock jerking and spurting, shooting jet after jet of white-hot spunk into Michelle’s tight little hole. Even as I ejaculated, I kept fucking her savagely, my pumping cock emptying itself of its sperm.

Finally, the eruptions ceased and I just stood there, holding my cock still inside Michelle’s ass. I switched off the vibrator and felt my cock grow soft.

“Mmm,” she purred.

Slowly, I pulled out and undid the handcuffs.

I picked up my clothes and threw them in the back seat. Then I got into the driver’s seat, naked.

“Come on,” I said. “Let’s go.”

Michelle giggled.

“But…” she stuttered, “shouldn’t we put our clothes back on.”

“Who’s gonna see us?” I asked. “Besides – it’s hot out here.”

Naked and giggling, Michelle crawled into the passenger seat and closed the door. And naked, we drove off. The desert wind felt cool on our hot bodies.

“Besides,” I said, “once we reach the hotel, we’re going to get naked anyway.”

Michelle laughed out loud as the car zoomed along the highway.

The Girl on the Bicycle

I was on my bicycle that afternoon, doing one of my regular exercise rides. I’ve been doing this for years, and I believe I am now almost as fit as a professional athlete. It’s still just a hobby for me, but I take pride in maintaining my physique. And the girls seem to like the body I’ve developed – not muscular, but lean and wiry. Maybe the exercise even improves my sexual stamina. I wouldn’t know, but as the saying goes: I never had any complaints.

It was a sunny day, and I was heading for a woodland area just north of the city. I noticed a young girl riding her bike just in front of me. She was going remarkably fast, and I decided to stay behind her for the time being.

Stay behind her – and get a good look. She looked cute: Long, blonde hair flowing in the wind, a light summer dress with a floral pattern, long, slender legs pumping away at the pedals – and the cutest little ass showing through the dress.

I just love girls on bicycles: Riding behind them, you have an excellent view of their asses. And there’s always something sexy about girls exercising: Young, female bodies going through rhythmic motions, getting all hot and sweaty. As I kept my eyes fixed on the little bike rider’s sexy body, I imagined I could actually hear her panting from the strain.

And soon I felt my cock swelling inside my shorts.

Anyone will tell you that getting an erection while riding a bike is kinda dangerous. The bicycle seat seems to stimulate some pressure points. And your own rhythmic motions will make it grow uncontrollably. It takes huge will power to distract yourself, to think of something else and make it go down.

But then again, why should I? I was enjoying the view back here, and I might as well enjoy the lustful sensations in my loins. I felt my cock against my thigh, growing long and hard.

As we approached the woodland area, the girl turned right, exactly where I had intended. Great! I was able to stick to my exercise schedule, and at the same time follow this little sexy thing around.

As we drove into the woods, I noticed she only had her left hand on the handlebars. The right one seemed to be between her legs, where her dressed seemed to be pulled up to make way. And then I saw it: The slight rhythmic motion of her right arm – round and round – there was no doubt: She was playing with herself – masturbating on the bicycle.

I was amazed. She was obviously as excited as I was, but didn’t intend to merely savor the feeling – she wanted to bring herself off. But didn’t she know that she was not alone? Hadn’t she noticed me?

If she had, she didn’t show it. Still pedaling away, she was now doubled over on the bike, massaging her pussy vigorously. And now I definitely heard her young, girlish voice gasping with pleasure:

“Mmm,” she moaned. “Yesss...”

Of course all this added at least an extra inch to my hard-on. God, she was hot! I just love watching girls masturbate. It seemed today I was getting everything I liked today.

The girl sat up again, pulling her right hand away from her pussy, only to touch her breasts. She squirmed on the bicycle seat, as her hand seemed to be kneading her left breast. Then, with a sudden, skilled movement, she pulled off her dress and threw it away.

The flowery fabric zoomed by me, and I caught a whiff of her sweet scent, before it fluttered away, landing next to the bicycle path. Ahead of me, the girl now sat on her bike, completely naked. She shook her head, her hair flowing freely in the breeze. For the first time I though about getting around her, just to get a view of that young, naked body.

Her hand seemed to find her pussy again, and she through her head back, as she once more began stroking her flesh. My cock was now completely erect, stretching uncomfortably against the fabric of my shorts. I had to keep pedaling to keep up with the girl. But I was afraid that my motions might actually cause me to ejaculate. I tried to concentrate on the path, but it was hopeless. I lusted after this girl so badly.

I heard her moaning louder now, apparently in a state of ecstasy.

“Ooh!” she whimpered. “Oooh...”

Mad with excitement, I tore open my shorts. My rigid cock sprang out, long and swollen, twitching in the breeze. It felt so good to get it out, although it was a strange sensation: Riding my bike with my erect cock poking out, pursuing a young, naked girl. I was so close, I could even smell the sweet scent of her skin and the spicy odor of her excitement.

In front of me, she was obviously getting close to her orgasm. Again, she was doubled over, her face resting on the handlebars. Masturbating vigorously, she was still pedaling at an impressive pace.

“Oh God” she gasped “Oh yes!”

Her bike skidded slightly, as she came, but she managed to maintain control. I think she had at least on finger up her pussy, but I couldn’t be sure. She shivered uncontrollably in her orgasm.

“Aaah!” she cried “Yeahhh!”

My eyes were about to pop out of my head: I just loved the sight of the nude girl climaxing in front of me. Eagerly, I kept pedaling, keeping as close to her as possible. And perhaps it was pedaling that did it, I don’t know. For whatever reason, something happened that I’ve only experienced a few times in my life.

Without touching, I ejaculated.

“Uhhh!” I yelled. “Uhhh!”

The girl turned her head, just as I started coming. She was very pretty, and her expression was a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

The first spurt of semen shot out of my bone-hard shaft, flying several feet into the air, only to hit myself in the stomach. Another spurt, just as powerful, and another, and another. I felt my cock pumping an incredible amount of semen, all in the direction of the naked girl on the bike in front of me. Served her right. I grabbed my cock in my fist and masturbated, emptying myself of the last, creamy drops.

I felt weak. I wanted to follow her, but I had to take a break. And to my surprise, the girl slowed to a halt, threw her bike next to the path and ran into the wood. I stopped, too, threw my bike next to hers and ran after her.

A few yards into the wood, I found her, leaning her back against a tree trunk. She was amazingly beautiful: A perfect, shapely body: Bulging, round breasts, and a lovely, pink slit, clean-shaven and still wet from her orgasm. As she saw me, she shouted out loud:

”Yes! Take me! Ohmigod!”

I threw off my shirt and shorts, but my cock had gone soft and hung long and red between my legs. I ran to her and knelt in front of her. Greedily, I placed my mouth over her moist cunt, tasting her excitement. I sucked her eagerly, making loud smacking sounds.

“Ohhh!” she cried, digging her nails into the tree. “Yesss...”

I made my tongue hard and pushed it into her pussy. Her legs twitched as she felt it. I moved my tongue in circular motions inside her, licking at every inch of her spicy cunt. Then I grabbed hold of her ass - it felt so good in my hands – and began thrusting my tongue in and out of her like a tiny cock.

He gasped loudly as she felt it, and I kept going. In and out, in and out, swallowing the sweet girl juice that trickled into my mouth. She grabbed the back of my neck and I began moving my head back and forth, pushing my tongue deeper and deeper into her succulent flesh. She quivered and whimpered – the sweet sounds of female pleasure.

“Ohmigod!” she cried. “I’m coming!”

And throwing her head back, the naked girl had another orgasm up against the tree. I buried my tongue deep inside her clenching slit and held it there, while the climaxed overpowered her. She moaned loudly in ecstasy, pushing my face against her juicy cunt.

Sucking her to orgasm had turned me on so much, that my cock had grown hard again. I got up and took it in my hand, masturbating it to a full erection. The girl stared at it lustfully.

“Do you want it?” I asked, my voice hoarse with desire.

The girl nodded eagerly.

I smiled. There is nothing as satisfying as a beautiful girl, hungry for your cock.

“Turn around,” I ordered.

Quickly, the girl turned her back to me. Then she bent over, leaning against the tree. I grunted with pleasure at the sight of her cute ass.

“Spread your legs,” I said.

She swiftly obeyed. Between her thighs, I saw the object of my lust: The sweet little pussy that I was now going to bury my cock in. My hard-on twitched with excitement.

I stood behind the girl, guiding my erect cock in between her labia. She moaned.

“Fuck me,” she whispered, beside herself with excitement. “Fuck me hard!”

I didn’t answer. But with one powerful thrust, I rammed my cock into her slit. She was so wet, I slid into her easily, burying my long hard shaft to the root.

“Aaah!” she cried.

“Yeah,” I gasped. “You like that? Now feel this!”

I grabbed her hips, pulled back and drove my cock into her again. I drove it back and forth, making her feel every inch of my rigid tool. My cock swelled inside her, stretching her soft flesh around my shaft. Again and again, I thrust into her.

“Ah, yeah!” she cried. “Harder! Fuck me harder!”

I was sweating – from the bicycle ride, and now from the savage fucking I was giving the girl. And she wanted more? Well, she was gonna get more!

I grabbed her hair and increased the tempo, pumping my excited meat into her slit like a madman. She screamed with pleasure. I kept fucking as hard and as brutally as I could, all the time expecting her to ask me to stop. But she didn’t. Her lustful cries just got louder and louder, until finally...

“Aaah!” she cried. “Oh shit! Aaah!”

She came again, her entire body quivering in ecstasy. I kept thrusting into her, hard and deep. I would have loved to make her come again, but I couldn’t hold back any longer. As her orgasming pussy contracted around my cock, I gave in.

“Unhhh!” I roared. “Unhhh!”

I came even harder than the first time, almost passing out with pleasure. Inside the girl’s pussy, my cock spurted thick semen like a fountain. Another squirt – and another – hot jets of creamy sperm, shooting into the depths of her tender cunt. Again, I was amazed at how much semen I had inside of me. I felt like I was drowning the girl in spunk, as if my ejaculations would never cease.

But eventually it did. I held still inside the girl, feeling my cock slowly grow soft. She wiggled her ass lasciviously at me, semen trickling down the insides of her thighs. Finally, my cock slipped out, red and wet.

I took a deep breath. I felt exhausted, but utterly satisfied, and I think the girl felt the same way.

She turned around to look at me, her face still flushed. She smiled shyly.

“You threw your dress away,” I said.

She nodded.

I took her hand and we walked back to our bikes, both of us naked.

“But then again,” I said, getting into the saddle, “what do we need clothes for, anyway? Come here.”

And together, naked, we rode deeper into the woods.