Three Weeks On The Road Ch 05

Tuesday morning I awoke to Jessie eagerly fellating me, bobbing up and down on my morning wood, sucking noisily and grinning at me with a look of pure adoration in her eyes. "Morning sleepyhead," she said after pulling off.

"Good morning to you too." I groaned at the electric feel of her tongue sliding up and down my dick, then the sensation of her pumping me smearing around the saliva she'd drooled onto my shaft. "Sleep...oh! Sleep well?"

"I did." Her grin could best be described as "saucy." "I woke up feeling amazing. You fucked me SO good last night... All I could think about when I woke up this morning was getting your big cock hard, pushing it so deep into my little cunt and making you cum up inside me again..." She spat onto one hand, wiped it against her lower lips, writhing erotically as she teased a finger up inside herself, then straddled my lap and lowered herself onto me in one smooth motion.

She rode me slowly, savoring the feel of me inside her, evidenced by the moans and the occasional surprised squeak of pleasure as my erection stimulated some particularly sensitive spot or another. "This feels so amazing, especially since we don't have to worry anymore. You can just finish whenever you need to..." She rolled her hips sharply, driving me even deeper. "And I'm really looking forward to walking around all day with my man's cum inside me... Even if it'll be a little messy."

I grabbed her ass tightly, started thrusting upward. "That's what you want? My cum inside you?"

Jessie gave me a plaintive look of need and bit her lip. "Yes dad,dy..."

It didn't take me much longer after that to finish. Jessie lowered herself to my chest as she felt her orgasm approaching, and it took only the additions of a hard slap on the rear followed by the pop of one finger through her sphincter to set her off. I kept thrusting right through, and came a few moments after.

We rolled apart, and Jessie sighed dramatically. "Yeah, that's pretty great."

I rose, kissed her, and began looking for clothing. "I think so too."

The morning sun was ridiculously bright. Unhindered by even a single cloud, it rose over the mountaintops like a bright yellow heat lamp, baking everything beneath it, even at eight in the morning.

Jessie and I walked hand-in-hand down the row of cabins to the visitor center for breakfast, and found McKenna already seated in a booth, sipping on a tall glass of orange juice. She stood and waved us to her table. "Good morning," she said brightly. "You guys have a good night?"

I squinted at her. "You feeling alright?"

She put a hand to her chest. "Me? I'm great. How are you this fine day?"

Jessie looked around the crowded dining room, then leaned across the table and whispered in a pretend-conspiratorial not-whisper "She got laid last night."

McKenna didn't even blush. "Yes I did, and it was wonderful. Now, what can I order for you guys. My treat."

"I'm eating top shelf," I joked.

"Go right ahead. I'm having a great day."

I put that sentiment to the test with an order of a buffalo breakfast burrito and their most expensive coffee, and the programmer didn't even bat an eye.

Outside the window, the sky was a brilliant light blue over the mountains, the beautiful vista stretching on seemingly into infinity. Vehicles and campers moved steadily through the restaurant parking lot, unloading family after family or picking people up and slowly trundling deeper into the park. The atmosphere was relaxing. Slow. Nothing to do to.

I sighed and smiled, and Jessie tucked loose hair behind her ear, gave me a shy smile back.

Good day.

Our drive through the park was just as leisurely as it had been the previous day. The girls wanted to get out every few hundred feet to take pictures of the landscape or themselves in front of it, climb on hills or explore down trails, look out over cliffs, read the educational billboards set up at the pulloffs, and generally explore the park as deeply as they could in a day.

And I was content to explore with them. Long sleeves and a hat and a bottle of water and I was good to wander around the dusty desert scenery listening to their chatter and the snap of the phone cameras.

Deeper into the park, almost out, the terrain changed. Mountains and cliffs on one side of road growing farther and farther away, grasslands stretching off in the other direction. Of course w,e had to stop at the prairie dog town, McKenna's squeaking with excitement almost as loud as that of the rodents, and I had to warn her several times of approaching park rangers as she threw peanut M&Ms to the little varmints.

The road out of The Badlands was even more boring than the road in, flat and grassy for miles in all directions, just gray road and a few cars the only interruption of the endless plains.

Around late afternoon we checked into a hotel I'd reserved on the outskirts of Wall. Three stories of exposed walkways and front doors, with a fenced in pool and a small separate dining hall.

"Get our stuff in and go looking for food?" I asked as we lugged our bags up to our second story rooms. " Sounds good," Jessie said. "I hear there's a really great burger place downtown."

"And Wall Drug!" McKenna piped up. "Can we go there?"

"But of course. Gotta get their ice water."

The room was a fairly conventional setup with two beds, desk, TV in a hutch, and a theme that was attempting to be southwestern but was somewhat defeated by sea blue color scheme. Jessie dropped her bags on the floor and headed for the bathroom, and I checked the room, taking a few moments to relax in the shade-darkened coolness. I had been acutely aware all day long of the greasy sweatiness pulled from my skin by the constant exposure to the beating sun and baking land, and it felt good to let some artificially cool air caress my overheated body.

Jessie emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later, and I took her place. When I exited, I found her sprawled on the bed, looking at me seductively, her jeans unzipped and shirt unbuttoned to show off her underwear and pale skin. "Gary?"

"Yeah?" I leaned against the wall, took in the vampiric beauty laying on the bed before me.

"You're gonna fuck me on this bed, aren't you?"

"Absolutely."

"And cum in me?"

I gave her a disbelieving look. "What do you think?"

My love grinned wide. "Just checking, daddy."

I was struck by an idea and motioned her to stay still as she started to rise. She leaned back with a seductive moan as I started rifling through our toy bag. In addition to my two duffels and Jessie's seeming eight hundred, we'd also packed a bag full of sex toys. Just a couple of dildos and vibrators she was particularly fond of, plus our BDSM gear, cuffs and collars and other restraints.

I found the little boxes and opened them, turned on the little purple toys they contained, waited for them to announce their presence on my phone.

Jessie took the vibrators from me as I dug out the lube. "You just want to play with me at dinner tonight."

"You're always so cute when you're trying not to cum."

"Meanie. Plug first?"

"Sure."

She rolled to her stomach, arching her ass up in the air as she pushed her pants down. She held that position, giggling as I dribbled lube onto her pucker. "That's cold!"

"I bet it feels good though, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, you should try it..."

"Not a chance."

Jessie groaned as I gently applied pressure to the center of her rosebud with the plug, resisting momentarily and then visibly relaxing, pushing back. The small bulb stretched her open, and then her hole closed around the stem, leaving just the flange and short, flexible wire antenna protruding. She rolled to her back and pushed her jeans and panties down further, spreading her legs as far as the fabric would allow.

Dammit t,his girl had a beautiful pussy. It was pale and hairless below her tightly trimmed V, delicate little pink lips protruding only slightly until they swelled and opened with arousal. As they were doing now under my touch. I stroked lightly up and down her slit, enjoying her shivers of sensation, the smirk of pleasure that twisted her mouth. She watched intently as I smeared the internal arm of the vibrator with lube, and arched luxuriously as I slid it inside her. Shaped like a "U" the vaginal vibrator fit against her g-spot, protruding to press against her clit.

Both toys could be controlled from an app on my phone, and I tested them independently, prompting a hiss of surprise from my lover. "You're gonna torture me with this tonight, aren't you."

I leaned in and kissed her. "Only in the most enjoyable ways possible."

It was only a short walk to the Wall Drug complex, a massive mall talking up several blocks downtown. Interconnected stores sold all manner of Wall-branded memorabilia and western kitsch in a sprawl of space that had it not been decorated in rough-hewn wood would've seemed right at home in Milwaukee. Silver and turquoise jewelry, cap guns, commemorative shirts, crappy pocketknives, candy, cowboy clothing, all covered in logos and catchphrases to tell the uninformed that you'd visited Wall.

It was annoying and commercial as fuck.

But the girls wanted to see it, so I tagged along. McKenna wanted to buy one of everything. And two of the candy. I couldn't figure out how she stayed so tiny eating as much garbage as she did.

It was only two hours, but it felt like we spent about two days in the shopping complex. I amused myself by using the app on my phone to send little buzzes to the vibrators Jessie was wearing. Every so often I'd send another pulse and she'd twitch or inhale deeply as the little motors lit up momentarily. She'd glare at me or surreptitiously kick my shoe if I was nearby, and I'd adopt an innocent, aggrieved countenance.

Eventually we found our way to a noisy burger joint, slot machines in the back and a crowd of people surging in and out to the tables or the patio or the bar, a bustling sea of humanity with hardly any room to sit. Waitstaff was attentive though, and within moments of taking our chairs, there were menus in our hands and moments after that, sodas in front of us.

"So what do you think of my shirt?" Jessie asked, rummaging through her bag to hold up a denim button-up tied in a knot across the midsection.

"Cute," McKenna replied. "You gonna wear it tomorrow?"

I got out my phone and pulled up the app as the girls talked about clothing. I pulsed one, then both of the vibrators while McKenna was talking, prompting a surprised yelp from Jessie. "You alright?" The smaller girl asked.

"Just hiccups." Jessie glared at me, and I looked back innocently.

A few minutes later I slowly dialed up the intensity on the vaginal toy, giving my lover a nice tickling sensation. Not too fast or too hard, just a pleasant clit and g-spot massage while they were talking about the next days sightseeing - the Little Bighorn. Her voice hitched and then she gave a half sigh, shot a dark look at me.

McKenna seemed to pick up on the fact that something weird was going on, though she said nothing about it, continuing on with the conversation. "So what are your thoughts, Gary? You're doing most of the driving. What do you think about our travel plans?"

I shrugged. "Lots of driving. Really boring driving. Tomorrow's an easy day, Thursdays gonna be a bitch though. Gotta get going early, and its gonna be a late one getting into Livingston."

"Will we have time to see anything?"

"Not like today and yesterday. We'll be driving through our destinations, not getting out and doing much walking. You kids drew a mighty weird loop-dee-loop on the map."

"Long as we get to see them," Jessie said. "I've always wanted to see Thunder Basin."

The food was delivered and I dove into my buffalo burger. As always, watching my lover eat was fun. She didn't pick at her food like some women, she enjoyed eating. It was an almost carnal experience for her. Speaking of which...

When she didn't have any food in her mouth, I checked my phone, turned on the remote plug. She'd been doing well with the low buzz of the vibrator up front, but the sudden activation of the toy clenched in her ass made her giggle involuntarily.

"What?" McKenna asked, wiping BBQ sauce from her lips. "What's funny?"

"Nothing, I - oh - " Jessie took a massive bite of burger before her friend could question her further, shooting me seductive glares the entire time she chewed.

I glanced at her over the top of my phone, and as soon as she'd swallowed, I very deliberately dragged my finger across the screen, ramping up the intensity.

Jessie's hand gripped the table, knuckles turning white. "Gary."

"Yes, dear?"

Her mouth curved into a smile, and she groaned quietly, shifted on her seat, tight, muscular movements that may have been intended to transfer her attention elsewhere or increase the intensity of what she was feeling. The flush on her face showed me that the climax building within her was not far off.

"You alright?" McKenna asked her friend.

"Yeah, I'm...fuuuuck..." More writhing, and Jessie stifled a yelp, started laughing as she ground herself on the chair. She gripped the table harder, and I thought it might crack under her strength. "Fuck you, Gary," she breathed, fighting to slow her respiration. Another jolt of pleasure hit and she twitched, sneered at me joyfully.

I dialed the vibrators down to nothing, and she breathed out heavily, tried to relax.

"Did you just have an orgasm?" McKenna's voice was small.

Jessie mock glared at me. "This fucker thinks it's funny to do that to me sometimes."

"Relax," I said. "No one saw." It was true, the restaurant was ridiculously busy, and the tables near us were engrossed in their food.

"How?"

"Do you want to explain, or should I?" Jessie was still having a hard time concentrating.

I held up my phone. "It's an app."

"Connected to...toys..." Jessie was still having a bit of trouble with this whole speech thing. But the table wasn't in danger of cracking any more, that was good.

"Can I see?"

I handed the phone over to McKenna and she studied the interface.

"Don't you da -" Jessie arched her neck and gasped as her friend drew her finger across the activation slider. She gripped the table harder, clenching her eyes shut, grinding her teeth as she fought the sensations. "Mike, please don't..."

McKenna reached out and took her friend's hand, their knuckles whitening together as Jessie fought to control her rising arousal. "It's ok," the programmer whispered. "Cum..."

And then, to my shock, she leaned in and kissed Jessie's neck. My lover sighed, tilted her head down, and the two women locked lips. Jessie relaxed visibly, and then stiffened, a quiet cry escaping their liplock as her body arched slightly and a tremble shook through her. Her friend pulled back and swiped down the sliders on the app, handed the phone to me. "Cool app."

Beside her, Jessie continued to squeeze the table top like a barbell, her chest heaving as she sucked in air and tried to compose herself. She looked like she'd just run a marathon. I looked around. Everyone nearby was still engrossed in their meal.

The waitress appeared at my shoulder. "Anyone need a refill?"

Jessie plastered a big goofy smile on her face and McKenna burst out laughing.

The walk back to the hotel was uneventful and relaxing. The sun was descending, lighting the sky pink and orange as it descended, and the wind that blew in off the grasslands and into the streets of Wall felt and smelled pleasant. Back at the hotel, and the girls decided to go swimming in the gated outdoor pool.

I had no desire to marinate in strangers pee tonight - however chlorinated - so I did pushups and situps on the tan concrete by the folding deck chairs and watched the two beauties splash and giggle and cut lazily through the water.

They swam until well past dark, acidic white lights snapping on in the parking lot and over the pool as the sky deepened from navy blue to black, stars pricking through the night sky like the points of needles. I wrapped Jessie in a towel and scrubbed her down, we said goodnight to McKenna, and then we climbed the steps to our hotel room. I'd anticipated the cold Jessie would be feeling upon leaving the pool in the night air, and had turned the heat up fractionally for her, and she cocked her head upon hearing the heater, and then smiled. "You take such good care of me, Gary."

I looked her over. Skinny, pale, wet hair hanging limply around her lightly freckled face. The analogy that sprang to mind was "drowned rat."

And she still looked beautiful.

Jessie noticed my eyes roving up and down her body and gave me a little smirk, started peeling out of her sodden two-piece. I stopped her. "Hey."

She looked up, surprised. "Yeah?"

I met her eyes and they were...earnest. She waited as I searched her face.

"I love you," I said simply.

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her gently, and the feel of her small, thin, familiar body in my arms ignited something that was less carnal lust than just simple need. I NEEDED this woman. Her presence in my life. The sound of her voice. Her solidity against me. Her intelligence, her quirky personality.

Her.

Everything, her.

She must've felt the change in my body, in my kiss, because she whimpered quietly and relaxed, letting me push her to the wall, claim her mouth with mine. I pulled away and stroked her cheek. "Dammit, I love you so much."

"I love you too."

I pulled my t-shirt over my head, pushed down my shorts, helped her out of her swimsuit. "Let's shower."

Jessie gripped my cock and stepped closer to me. "Let's."

Our shower steamed up the room, both with the temperature of the water and the intensity with which we made out under the shower spray, roving hands and wet bodies sliding together and mouths grinding against each other as heartrates accelerated from the rising heat.

We brushed our teeth and Jessie kicked me out of the bathroom with a cute but alluring smile. I pulled open the toy bag and started setting out all the implements I wanted to use on her tonight. I dragged out the bed restraints, and wrestled the framework onto the mattress, tying it off on the sides and wrestling the straps into place.

"Oh my," I said when Jessie stepped out of the bathroom. She'd dressed in a black see-through babydoll and striped black stockings. She'd combed her hair down, and it hung around her face in a curtain that I was itching to push back.

She smiled shyly. "You've seen me wear this before."

"And every time it takes my breath away."

She looked past me to the bed, and echoed my words back to me. "Oh my."

I took her hand and led her over, helped her up and into the center of the web of straps and D rings. She held still as I buckled her leather cuffs around her ankles - black on black custom restraints with blacked out metal.

My girl was a fan of the color black, unsurprisingly.

I bent her forward, breasts to the bed, and gently pulled her wrists behind her, securing them in a set of smaller black cuffs, snaphooking them together. Kneeling by her head, I stroked hair out of her face until I could see the hungry smile on her face, lips pulled ferally back past her eyeteeth. "Lift your head up, Jessie."

It was difficult for her to raise her head, bent forward as she was in a compressed doggystyle pose, and with her arms cuffed behind her, but she managed. I wrapped her collar around her pale, slim neck, carefully, lovingly buckling it. I snapped a hook into one of the D rings, and then snapped the other end to a similar ring set in the strap crossing the center of the bed, guaranteeing that her head would be kept down. I leaned close to her face. "If you need to safeword out, snap your fingers or tap your back three times."