Over spring break Sammie and I agreed to do something not so traditional for the week. So we prepared ourselves for a long cross country ride. We wanted to take some time and get to know each other a little better. What better way to do this than in tight quarters with no one else around. Alas the time came ~ we packed the rental car with our stuff for the week then left early the following morning to beat the heat of the day.

Let me tell you Sammie was something else, a real sexpot. At such an early hour in the morning she was making plans to stop in at one of the strip clubs along the interstate. We constantly watched girls picking out the cute ones to the hot ones in the cars as we passed them. She pointed out men that got her attention too. I’ve never known a woman to watch girls with her man and I love this about her, she is not jealous. In fact she encourages me to look, she is happy with this as long as it is her arms around me at night. Her conversations sparked my loins in such a way that it seemed as though I sported a hard on for hours, days even, though not a painful one but one that needed constant attention with that deep nagging desire for simple strokes as I knew there was no way that I could fuck her brains out while I was driving.

One of the afternoons we were driving along in the country with some traffic but not too much; Sammie took off her seatbelt and climbed up onto her knees. I was more focused on the road than her taking for granted that she was reaching to the back seat for another bottle of water. Before I could react, she had my pants open and my slightly erect cock out. Her hands were warm and soft. Oh what her thumb did to my loins sending chills deep into my soul as she pushed the tip of her thumb over the head of my cock teasing me. Oh my gawd her teasing and my watching the road with the thoughts of someone seeing me getting pleasured turned me on even more. I reached over and put my hand on her shoulder and told her how good her hand felt on my cock. My pre-cum drippings began oozing out, the signal giving her full confirmation of my arousal. She moaned and her grip tightened then loosened with each stroke. Finally, she leaned down over the center console and our drinks that rested between us keeping us apart. She did not waste any time, she went down, straight down the shaft, as far down as the bindings that constricted my ability to feed her more would allow. Her moans and slurps and sloppy pops made the blood flow quicker to the swelling of my cock. Sammies sucking abilities are out of this world, so much in fact that I lost track of the traffic around us. I looked up and saw a rig in front of us, seemed like just inches away before impact. I slammed on the brakes throwing Sammie’s head into the steering wheel and her ass onto the floor board. Luckily we missed the rig and she did not bite my manhood off. Feeling bad, I apologized to her even though my erect rock hard cock now wimpy and throbbing ached for more.

Not wanting to be the victims of our own devious engagements, from this point forward we agreed to behave until we reached our destination knowing full well that it would be hands off until we returned home. Sure, we made every effort to sneak in small rendezvous’ up until our way back home but nothing remarkably incredible as we had to conceal our sexual bouts; that is until the last stretch home.

Mile after mile we were getting on each others nerves, but I loved her and know that it was the stress of not getting our daily fucks out of our systems and laying in each other’s arms night after night plus the aching need to stretch out. I exercised my patience as did she, so I believe.
Anyways, on the last night, it was getting late and we both longed to get home, out of the car, into bed and each other’s arms. The nearly halted traffic was only moving inches at a time. We focused on watching one orange construction cone after another as we passed them along the interstate one at a time. Only miles away and so close to the state line but yet the movement of the car seemed to be at a dead stop. Blasted traffic was holding up my fuck time! So we stopped and got a bite to eat with hopes for the traffic to let up some, after all it was nearly midnight.

After dinner, I paid and Sammie went to use the restroom before we got back on the road as there was no indication of how far the next restroom would be down the road and no telling how long it would take for us to get there at the speed we were driving. As I looked around the shop, all I could think about was getting Sammie home and into our bed naked. She needed to get fucked. I needed to remind her who owns her. She had to take all the cum that built up inside my balls with all of her teasing over the week she needed to be punished and I was the man for the job. Sammie had no choice I was taking her at any cost tonight.