Rear View
Vegas bound with my husband, I am starting to get those butterflies that settle in once you are sure something exciting is going to happen. We were finally free to go to our favorite playground after months of grueling work and kids hectic schedules. Listening to a CD of some comedian we are laughing our asses off as we drive through the desert and laughing always gets me in the right mood for a weekend of fun. It is also a great aphrodisiac for me as the most attractive people I know are those that can make me laugh. We cruise along making good time with little traffic encountered on a usually busy stretch of highway.
Half way there we stop to stretch our legs, grab some fresh drinks and gas up at the station. This will only happen once on this journey because my forever in his car for work husband will not stop for anything on the road... unless someone is puking. That is the only time. Only a couple hours from our destination I am feeling rather frisky and excited. Walking back to the car, I slide into the back seat and close the door. Placing the nozzle back in the holder, my man notices that I am in the back seat and he gives me a look. He walks back, closes the tank, closes the door to the lid and then turns to open my door. Leaning in he says ... "Need help?"
"No, thank you."
"Are the child locks on?" he asks rather confused.
"No." I said.
After a pause he questions, "Then why are you sitting here in the back seat?"
"Just wanted to, I am fine. Let's go," I said happily.
"Okay," he mumbled and closed the door. He got in the car and started it, looking at me in the rear view mirror. I smiled and then looked out the window as I slid to the middle of the back seat and strapped on my seat belt. I watched, as innocently as I could until we were steadily on the highway and the cruise control was set for 70. Once that went on, I unstrapped my belt and leaned over the back seat to get one of the bags. I found it quickly, but chose to stay on my knees and pretend to look so he could get a peek in the rear view mirror. I had a short skirt on that when bending over was just at the bottom of my bum and I was shaking it around, moving and giving him the opportunity to see his favorite thing in the world ... my beautiful pink box. Lifting the bag over the seat and placing it next to me, I turn around all bent over and linger, yet again, so he can get an eyeful of my cleavage before I settle back down on the seat. Opening our luggage I find the bag of sex toys, see the hot pink color of my favorite vibrator and reach in to pull it and out to lay next to me. I also pull out the more realistic dildo that looks just like a thick dick, complete with nice balls. I laid the bag on the floor and turned my attention to the seat belts in the back seat.
Hearing me pull out the belt, he looks back from the front seat. "What are you doing?" he says, almost annoyed.
"Just getting adjusted," I say smiling to myself.
"You are acting very strange, what is going on?"
"Stop asking so many questions and drive. Keep your eyes on the road," I say. Now I know he is annoyed. I take the seat belt and wrap it around my right ankle and test it to see if it is going to lock up on me. I have it figured out and turn my attention to my left ankle and strapping my foot the in the correct way. Once I am comfortable with where the belts are, I settle back into the middle seat and relax my legs, which are being held up and open by the belts. He is not paying attention at all, because like I said he was annoyed.
"Hey baby, do me a favor and turn some music on," I said.
"What do you wa....." he stopped mid sentence because he was now looking in the rear view mirror and could see his wife spread open in the back seat.
"Put in something you would like to listen to..." I said slowly rubbing my thighs, raising one eyebrow as if to say ... "Just put something on and watch". He looked away to check the road and then back to the mirror. I don't think he believed what he was seeing. He looked around for a CD, popped one in and then looked back at the road. I see him take another glance in the mirror and by the way his eyes were all turned up in the corners I could tell he was smiling. I wasted no time getting to the point and slid my fingers under my panties to move them to the side...pussy fully exposed and now wet knowing I am turning him on. I start to play with my lips, spreading them open and then pulling up on them ... this is something that will get all the juices flowing and I am determined to make the next 50 miles memorable. I start to move my hips to the music, stretching and letting go on the belts so my legs can move around as I see fit. I start to circle my entire pussy with my fingernails, not touching it but outside on my lips, rubbing and tickling my skin. It is making me feel good and I can't help but reach up and unbutton my shirt ... slowly. Each button gets special attention as do the strokes I am delivering below, and I look at him in the mirror.
"I was not expecting this....not complaining, I like it. But was not expecting it at all," he says in that sexed up voice that tells me he is going to return this favor big time!
"As long as you drive safe, and can look ... I will keep going until I cum." I am trying hard not to do that right now, but I know that I need to control myself and give my man a much needed reason to ravage me in bed as soon as our bags hit the hotel floor. I continue to unbutton my blouse and keep it just covering my nipples, but leave the cleavage there to look at. "Tease..." he says from the front, letting out a sigh. I go back to my pussy and spread it open again, only this time I run one fingernail along my clit, back and forth, visibly getting hot as I please myself. I see him adjust the mirror and am rather turned on that I can ONLY see his eyes. I have no idea if he is rubbing his cock, because I am fixated on my those cool blue outer rims that encircle the olive green in a way I have never seen until now. He has really sexy eyes that are doing what they should be doing ... darting to the road when he can but still taking lingering peeks at his hot, wet MILF who can be heard behind him. The cars speeding past have no idea what is transpiring in our car, and I am sure they probably do not care as they are flying down the road trying to get to their destination to do what I am doing ... in the back seat.
I have worked myself into a moist mess and with every pass of my finger, no more nails for this slut, the sound of my wet clit can be heard. The music goes down just a bit because if he cannot be in it, he likes to hear it. I begin to lightly slap my pussy ... not very hard but enough that it makes a sultry sound that travels perfectly to the front, up into his ear. I can see him glance just a bit to the side, as if to get a better view than the mirror, and I can see his tongue resting on his bottom lip. He looks back into the mirror and lightly whispers..."That's it my dirty girl, get yourself worked up." His voice, in that tone, makes me even wetter and I am now applying more pressure with every slap I give. I whimper a little, as the pain releases to pleasure after each repetition of my self torture. I am pumping my legs back and forth at a slow pace making sure the entire lower half of my body is turned on. Moving my legs tightens the seat belts around my ankles and reminds me of being tied to a bed with those special knots my man uses ... the ones that get tighter the more I move. I was accidentally recreating that sensation, which I had not intend to do at all, so not only am I feeling uber horny but also pretty damn confident in my own binding skills at the same time.
Reaching to my right my hand finds my favorite vibrator. I wait until I can see his eyes and when I do, I drag the whole thing across my shining wet pussy. A small jump in his eyebrow tells me he is pleased and also surprised. I tease myself, and him, for some time just playing ... around the lips, up in the hood, back down to my wet hole and then back over my clit. I spread my lips open with one hand and with the other I treat my pussy oh so good with the tip of the hot pink pleaser, around, up and down, back and forth and then I slap just a little bit ... like music to his ears. But when I finally turn it on, and hold it just out in front of my dripping pussy he becomes a little vocal with his excitement. I could not hear all he was saying because of the music and I think he was tryng to keep it to himself...but I am sure I heard "yeah, show me"... a little "that's it my dirty girl", and perhaps a "fuck" here and there. I smiled because once he starts that talk, I know his cock is stiff as a board! He was still doing a great job of driving well, but he was definitely trying to get more eyes on the pussy, and deservedly so, moving the mirror around to his liking. I finally put the low vibration inside and as soon as I did we both let out a "Oh yeah". I worked it in, slowly but continuously, going very slow as not to just cum all over. This vibrator is curved at the tip, so if it is rotated once inside, nice and deep it can be a mythological ride. I cannot explain it, but this device was made just for me and my lovely pink walls. I am rotating it so I hit that spot about every 30 seconds and every 30 seconds I am slapping my thigh, kind of a code to the driver that I am really enjoying myself. I am not looking at him as much now because I have started to see stars here and there, letting my head fall back with my eyes closed only seems to intensify the warm fire that is building in my body.
Remembering I had not finished the reveal of my now rock hard nipples, I leave the vibrator where it is and grab both my breasts in each hand. I push them together to make some beautiful cleavage and the mirror moves again so he can now have a nice full view of them. "Stay right there, try not to move too much because I have a perfect view from here," he said heavily, with a guttural tone that I knew well. He loves his tits, that is for sure. I play and pinch them for a while, smashing them, rubbing them, letting go and just caressing my fingertips all over them. I am enjoying this as much as he is and all the while I am grinding the dildo ever so slightly to keep that warm, beyond fire and into sensations sparking all over my body that end up in my pussy. I decide to go in for the gusto, and begin the ascent to that place that makes me a dirty, slutty, sexy beast.
On the bottom of the vibrator is a perfect circle cut out. It comes in handy all the time and now I am thinking it just may come in handy in this situation. I slide forward a little so my ass is just on the edge of the seat while my hot pussy is hanging off the front of the soft cushion. I leave my legs up and back a little bit so the spread of lips are wide, and utterly irresistible for my man. The vibrator, miraculously, has stayed inside my walls and I softly ask the driver, "Can you reach back here and comfortably hold onto the circle at the end of this toy?" His hand moves back across the middle console and he is trying different ways to grab the circle yet not twist up his arm. With a shift of his weight, and keeping careful eyes on the road he reaches in with two fingers to grip the circle. He pulls a little, and then pushes it back in with his thumb on the bottom.
"Will that work?" he asked.
"Is your arm comfortable?"
"Yes, it is."
"Well then, let's see what you can do with it..." I say taking my shirt off and grabbing the front seats to pull myself closer to him. I can smell him now so I am sure the sweet smell of my pussy was hitting his old factories as well. The smile confirmed it, along with the licking of his lips. He is rhythmically sliding that vibrator in and out of my pussy, and the sound of the wet juice is sloshing with every pass making him very hard, horny and turned on. I am leaning into the vibrator and pumping my hips because he was doing it so well my walls were begging me to join in, get that pretty hot pink dildo to all right places. I let my arms go and start playing with my tits again, pulling on them and making them hard. Doing this sends sensations down my stomach straight to my very wet cunt. When I get this sexed up, this hot and bothered and I know that soon there will be streams of cum emerging from my walls, it is no longer a pussy. It is a dirty, nasty damn-I-love-to-be-a-slut cunt. Yes, it is obvious that I love to cum and relish in getting there....which would not be long now.
"You are such a slut, look at you!" he says in a low, sexy sultry voice. "How does that pink stick feel in your pussy?" he asks, slightly turning it from side to side. In doing so, he found my spot and knew it. Making a mental note of where it is, he then takes pleasure in teasing this woman who had been making him crazy for almost an hour. He knows I do not need to answer because I was moaning and breathing very heavy. "That's it baby, come on and get off for me... show me what my dirty girl has in store this weekend," he says still turning that vibrator in all the right places. My legs are tingling, my tits are pulsating, my clit is getting more swollen and I can finally feel all the swirling inside. I reach behind me an find the realistic cock and I place it in my mouth and begin to suck on it. Slowly I give it a blow job, because giving head make my already juicy cunt really, really HOT! He is about to loose it, seeing that cock in my mouth knowing that I intend to make sure to show him what HE will get this weekend. I slobber and suck and lick that dick just like if it was real and begging me to be a cock whore. I was moving into the plateau that comes just before squirting.
I put the cock between my tits and squeeze them together and begin to ride that vibrator a little harder. This makes my tits bounce up and down with that dick looking like it is ready to give me a pearl necklace at any time. The driver is beside himself because with one hand pleasing his wife in the back seat and one hand on the wheel of the car he has nothing free to rub that now raging hard dick in his pants. I get closer and closer to squirting and he knows this because his turning of the pink stick has been leaning heavy on the side where he found my G Spot. My box is so wet it is literally dripping on the floor and he comments that he has never seen me worked into this kind of mess. The switch goes off and I am now in full on cumming mode. I put the cock in my mouth sideways and clamp down on it with my teeth. I grab onto the seats and lean back just slightly to feel those straps on my ankles. I then look right into the mirror, and look into his excited eyes and I said, "Time to fuck me with that ... come on, I will help out. Just fuck me as hard as you can with it." No words followed from him as I don't think anyone could have heard anything but my moans and whimpers that turned to guttural screams as I can feel the swirling reaching the front of my hood. Everywhere in my body I am tingling, and I can't help but smile and repeat over and over, "Mmmm, fuck me. Mmmm, fuck me. Mmmm, fuck me!" getting louder and louder each time. I hadn't noticed that traffic was slowing down quite a bit and as I start to cum I see a trucker up above who is looking right into our window with his mouth open. I can't help it, I am cumming all over the place and quite vocal at this point. My husband pulls out the vibrator and a stream of girl cum lands on the middle console next to his arm, while the next squirt hit the back of the console, while the last few streams shot out randomly on the car floor. My legs were shaking, I was covered in sweat and the feeling of euphoria was so overwhelming I just sat back in the seat, ankles still bound, legs still spread open and I try to catch my breath. With traffic still slow we are again next to the trucker who is now trying to get our attention. I look up at him and he sees me and immediately starts to clap with enthusiasm and appreciation.
"Guess we gave that guy a matinee today," I said to my husband.
"Yeah, he was enjoying what he saw," he said leaning over to see the trucker. Once in view, the trucker gave my man two huge thumbs up. We both laughed and commented on how we hoped he did not follow us all the way to Vegas. Recovering I begin to unstrap myself from the seat belts, and then begin to get myself dressed again. I wrapped up the toys and put them back in the bag and reached up to the front seat to lay it down flat which makes it easier for me to move to the front. I adjust the seat to my liking, put on my seat belt and take a huge drink of my water and light a cig. The driver has said nothing since acknowledging the trucker, so I figure he is processing what just happened in his back seat. I lay my head back and the breathing starts to return to normal. After a few minutes, my man spoke up.
"I would offer to stop and let you collect yourself, however I now want to get to Vegas as soon as possible."
"Sure you don't want to pull over and get a load off?" I asked. I know how my man is.
"Nope, I am saving this big load just for you! That was one of the most erotic things I have ever witnessed and I am feeling pretty damn proud that I did not crash! I will never be able to look in my rear view mirror again without thinking of you getting off .... mmmmmmm. That is going to be a good memory to revisit on those long drives for work." he is smiling very big and I know he has many dirty things going through his mind right now. Which is what I wanted in the first place.
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