Traffic picked up as we took US 50 eastwards from Grand Junction. Our night at the La Quinta had my head buzzing with warm, fuzzy feelings of lust for your pussy and all its delights. Still with all the traffic you had worn no bra or thong and your nipples were poking through your thin blouse as the wind plastered it to your tits. Your laughter was music to my ears. Your smile candy to my eyes. Your bare pussy fuel for my lust.
But, alas, the highway was crawling with other cars and trucks. Soon the city of Delta appeared in front of us and we crossed the Gunnison River for the first time since Grand Junction. The only concession you made as we went through Delta was to lower your feet from the dashboard. Your skirt still was high enough that I could see the fine hairs on your pussy. My cock twitched inside my shorts and I let out a small moan. You grinned at me, happy to see that I was paying attention and reacting to your carnal offerings. Delta, Colorado was soon a memory and your feet went back up on the dash.
Your wide spread legs offered me full view of your pussy in all its glory from the pucker of your asshole to the tip of your slightly protruding clit. You stuck first two and then three fingers deep into your pussy bringing them to your mouth and licking them clean. You repeated your finger fucking, but this time you held your fingers to my mouth and I slowly sucked each finger clean, groaning as I did. You squealed in delight at this sign of my pleasure.
Another 20 miles brought us to Montrose which was a good size city at the western edge of the Rockies. You repeated your concession of lowering your legs, but you reveled in the thought that anybody that wanted to look could see your dripping pussy bared to the warm summer sun and stuck your fingers into your gaping hole, finger fucking yourself through the city of Montrose with a glorious smile on your face and soft moans from your throat.
The road eastward from Montrose climbed as it twisted and turned along the bank of the Gunnison River. The terrain turned rocky as the road left the Gunnison and swung to the southeast. There is literally no place to turn off, but that didn't stop you from finally fingering yourself into a gloriously loud orgasm, your cum squirting out and hitting the dashboard. I reached over and slid my hand into your sopping cunt pulling out your girl cream and bringing it to my lips. It only made me hornier than I already was from watching your antics, but there was literally no place to turn off the road.
We raced through Cimarron and headed for Sapinero finally emerging above a beautiful lake surrounded by mountains. By now, you had my cock out of my pants and were gently tugging it to full erection, as if it wasn't already full enough before you started. I moaned as you tenderly stroked up and down on my soft and yet hard shaft of manhood. Then you bent over and licked the precum out of the slit at the head of my dick. You licked your lips as you sat back and unbuttoned your blouse letting the wind blow it open. I noticed that your tan lines were beginning to blur with all the sunshine your tits were getting.
At the end of the lake we approached the small town of Gunnison--gee, I wonder why they call it that? You once again closed the front of your blouse but only buttoned one strategic button halfway down. Your breasts were covered and yet.... Your hand only partially covered my fully erect dick.
As we left Gunnison behind us, the road became a roller coaster of up and downs and we delighted in the way the Midget screamed up and over these little bumps in the road. Your hand was once again working hard on my cock and it began to leak cum all over your fingers, cum which you took to your mouth and sucked off your fingers before returning for more of my life giving fluid.
Soon the Midget was straining in earnest as the road started a steep climb heading for the Continental Divide at Monarch Pass (elevation 11,312 feet). The views were breath-taking when we were looking at them instead of each other. As we approached the pass, I asked "Have you ever been fucked two miles above sea level before?"
"No, I can't say I have."
"Well, I think it's time you joined the Mile High Club without leaving the ground. There's a Gondola to the top of the mountain at the pass. You interested in fucking among the clouds?"
"Hell, yeah! You know I'd fuck you anywhere, anytime, and anyway you want."
"Bring your toy with you. I want you to fuck me in my ass again today."
"OK, let me find it." You reached behind my seat and pulled your bag toward you. You quickly found Dick and, not knowing what else to do, turned him on and shoved him up your cunt.
"How are you going to keep it inside you when you walk?"
"With my thong silly." And quickly you pulled your thong into place to hold Dick inside your sexy smelling slit. You buttoned the rest of your blouse and stuffed my cock back into my pants as we approached Monarch Pass. As I entered the parking lot, Dick gave you a very satisfying, if almost silent orgasm and your thong was drenched with your juices.
