Interstate
Connection
My job as a traveling saleswoman takes me to all parts of the state…….long
hours spent driving gives me plenty of time to fantasize what I would
do if a lover were with me for the weekend. I finally reach the interstate
on my way home for the weekend. I only travel about 80 miles on this
road but traffic moves much faster. I put the petal to the metal to
keep up with the traffic……soon I’ll be home.
I hope I’ll see the dark haired man in the white Dodge Dakota
I see each Friday on this road. The driver is friendly, he always
waves and has a smile for me. Sometimes we race and pass each other….darting
in and out of traffic….like leapfrog children play but with cars.
It makes the hour on this road go quickly. I’ve often wondered
about this man…..what does his voice sound like…..how tall
is he……would we see eye to eye or would he be head and shoulders
above me? What color are his eyes…..does he have dimples……on
both sets of cheeks? What sort of work does he do…..does he travel
the same long road to and from work each day….or is he like me
and only returns home on weekends? What would that beard feel like
on my inner thighs? Could there be someone waiting for him….what
if I were the one he was returning home to? Would he kiss me passionately
at the door…..leave a trail of clothing to the bedroom? I know
I couldn’t wait until we got to the bedroom to show him how much
I missed him.
Mmmmmm I can think of a better home coming. As soon as he walked thru
the door, he’d be backed against the door before he had a chance
to throw down his suitcase. I’d be on my knees before him, adoring
his glorious cock. Lavishing it with my tongue…..sucking until
he filled my mouth with his juice…..milking until he laid limp
in my mouth. Mmmmmmm……nice homecumming indeed.
I’ve traveled awhile now and haven’t seen him yet. I guess
this isn’t my lucky day. Damn….I imagine strong arms lifting
me up against the wall by the door. Smoldering lips trailing down
my body……lighting my desire as he lifts me higher. Hips
meet…..legs wrap around him….long fingers stroke my lips….wet
lips….ready for him. He lifts me higher until my legs are on
his shoulders. I forget about falling when his tongue swirls around
my aching clit. That beard would tickle my thighs……up and
down……legs wrap around his head….lips on my lips…ooooooh….devilish
tongue diving deeper, driving me to madness…..oh God I’m
gonna explode…..BEEEEP BEEEEEP!! I almost wreck the car. I’ve
got to concentrate on driving. Save these fantasies for when I’m
home.
 I
force myself to think of other things. I create a list of chores to
do this weekend. Take the dog to the vet….grocery shop….yard
work. I remember a friends lingerie shower tomorrow. I promised my
girlfriends that I would stop at the adult store and buy a gag gift
for her and the groom to be. I’m glad I remembered because the
exit to that adult store is coming up soon.…close to the exit
I take for home. That’s when I see the white pickup trailing
my car so close….I don’t dare put on my brakes. I don’t
want my car to be rear ended….hmmmmm….I’d like that
driver to rear end me. He pulls beside me and waves hello……wearing
his shirt unbuttoned. I see thick hair on his chest. I wave back….blow
him a kiss goodbye as I take the exit. I’m disappointed that
I don’t get to flirt with him today but I’ll do more than
flirt in my fantasy of him later. Aaaah yes!
I walk into the store and look around. I love these shops. So many
fun things to see and do with or without a lover. I find a display
of restraint cuffs. I don’t know if the newlyweds are into bondage.
Hmmmmm…..I can’t help but chuckle when I see the bunny tail
anal plug. I find candy cock rings that will make fun party favors
for my friends. I find the perfect thing……not for them but
for me. A door sex swing. I’ve been looking for one of these
for a long time….I love this shop! I finally find a great gag
gift. A pussy snorkle. Who doesn’t like muff diving? I take the
snorkel and the swing towards the checkout.
I stop and look at the rider fuck machine with interest. The cashier
tells me that I can watch a demo of all of the fucking machines and
videos in the back. After I pay for the items, he leads me thru a
curtained door into a hallway with doors. I’m not sure if what
I hear is coming from a demos of videos or are there are couples behind
the thin doors. I sit on the bench in the small cubicle….he explains
how the player works.
Everything in the room is covered with mirrors but the floor. The
light is very dim.
I turn on the player and soon I see the beautiful blonde pleasuring
herself on the machine. It isn’t long before I am thoroughly
turned on and begin dreaming of him. I start to touch myself, one
hand squeezes a nipple through my shirt…..my body is flush…the
other hand moving lower…pulling my skirt up….pushing the
thong to the side….fingers slide deep inside my hungry pussy…
rocking…..riding…matching the strokes of the woman on the
fuck machine. An image fills my mind…of him watching me ride
this machine….Mmmmm….hard nipples….breasts heaving
up…down…up… making the machine plunge in and out…my
body flush…watching him….moving faster….seeing him
stroke himself as I ride….matching our strokes….looking
into his eyes when I cum…..sucking that rod as I ride…cumming
together…..the machine deep in my snatch as he slowly glides
in my ass…riding together….both holes stretched as I feel
his hot breath on my neck……Aaaargh!
I’m on the verge of exploding and am startled by a tap on the
door. I straighten my clothing….must appear calm. I open the
door. There he is…..the man I’ve been dreaming of. No longer
on the interstate but standing before me. ‘May I come in?’,
he asks. I’m speechless so I nod my head yes. His eyes are drawn
to the blonde on the demo. His adams apple bobs on his long neck as
he swallows hard. My eyes are glued to him…..tall….tanned
face….deep blue eyes. He places his hands on my shoulders and
turns my back to him.
I watch him in the mirror as he leans down and whispers with a deep
voice in my ear, ’I’ve fantasized about you. do you want
to hear my fantasy?’ I nod yes….watch his sexy lips move
as he continues, ‘I’m sitting alone in a hotel room when
you walk in….you smile, drop your bags and rush towards me when
you see me. I raise my hand….signal for you to stop where you
are…..tell you to walk back to the door and put both hands on
it….order you to stand with your legs apart. I sit back and enjoy
the view of your sexy backside while I smoke a cigar. Why don’t
you put both hands on the wall and I’ll demonstrate the rest
of my fantasy?’
I did as he said…my knees buckle when I feel hot breath on the
back of my neck…..lips so close…not touching. He loosens
the knot in my hair….it flows down my back. I watch his hands….moving
to the front of my neck. Still not touching….slowly moving downwards.
I arch my back….fingers close to my aching breasts….craving
his touch and leaning into it. He still doesn’t touch me. This
is torture. I cover his hands and close them around my breasts…..hard
nipples boring thru my lace bra and thick shirt…he moves my hands
back to the wall without saying a word. He touches my hips….pulling
me against him…I feel his hardness…..skirt inching up until
it is around my waist…ass cheeks against his hips. The feel of
denim against my bare skin is too much. Lord….I’m going
to explode and he hasn’t even touched my flesh.
He moves his head from my neck….I watch him in the mirror on
the other wall….leaning down…..pulling my thong down with
his teeth. He sees that I’m watching him and sticks out his tongue……my
ass leans into it…he laps at my dark gate with that flat tongue….my
legs are rubber..…lips surround my hole….sucking…..sending
me over the edge…..until my legs refuse to hold me. Strong hands
circle my waist holding me upright…..body is convulsing from
my orgasm….fingers hold lips of my quivering snatch open. With
a quick thrust, his steel rod is buried deep inside…I’m
swept away on another wave…pussy clamps on him like a vice. I
don’t want this wave to end as I feel my juices begin to flow
down my leg.
He begins to move…..pulling out slowly….thrusting in quick
and deep. I can’t believe this….I explode within a few more
strokes…..harder than before. I’m lifted so my feet aren’t
touching the floor….plunging faster….pounding harder….sweet
balls slap against my cheeks…..he tenses….I feel the hot
liquid shoot deep inside of me….milk him dry inside of me….muscles
quivering against his limp dick….leaning back against him…..heavy
breathing in my ear.
We stand together until we catch our breath….rearrange our clothing
and look at each other awkwardly. I’m disappointed when he opens
the door for us to leave…..I didn’t get to taste that rod….it
would be like honey….I grab my bag and purse before stepping
into the hall. We walk through the store and he asks me to wait by
the front door while he picks something up. I nod my head yes….I
still haven’t spoken a word to him.
I wait a few minutes and I see him carrying a big box. I open the
door for him. He asks me to open my trunk and places the box inside
it. I look at him puzzled. He hands me a book of instructions for
the rider fuck machine. I am shocked….then thrilled when he asks
if he can follow me home to assemble it for me.
The
Joy Rider fucking machine
Grab onto the silver handle
and fuck yourself to orgasm! |
