It's a beautiful summer day and neither of us had any plans for the weekend so we are taking a drive out of the city. Rather than use motorways we are driving on less popular roads where although we can't go as fast, there is less traffic and the scenery is better.
"Where do you fancy going?" I ask as we reach another junction.
"Mmmm, how about somewhere for a quiet drink and then down to the coast maybe?" As you answer I glance over to see your flaming red hair being blown by the air rushing in through your window. You look amazing and I can't help but wonder what I have done to deserve such a fine looking travelling companion. You are wearing a white blouse that is tied across your stomach, revealing your belly button and a pale pink wraparound skirt that is struggling to cover much as it rides up your legs. I can see a lace bra underneath your blouse as your breasts heave with the exhilaration of the wind in your face.
"Sounds like a good idea to me." And steer towards a minor road with signs towards a number of villages. I slow down and you push your hair back and smooth your skirt down a little.
"Spoil sport!" I tease and poke my tongue out at you. As you look puzzled, I continue and explain, "I was enjoying looking all the way up your legs. Which I might add are amazing" and because I am looking too long at them, we run over the edge of the road and the car judders.
"Sorry Hun" and I get my eyes back on the road. "Drive a little slower please. I have something to show you." So I take my foot off the accelerator and change gear so I can glance across at you."
You lean back and push your bottom further forward on the seat, so that it slides up your legs. You part your legs and run your hands over your upper thighs, catching your skirt on each upward stroke so that they help it on its way up.
"Whoa there!!" I'm transfixed by what I can see as your fingers run up and down your thighs, stroking and scratching them until I can see the white of your panties. "Do you like what you see?" and you untie your skirt to reveal yourself to me.
"I'm struggling to find the right words. I'm also struggling to steer straight!" and to prove my point, I shake the wheel from side to side.
"Poor baby. So you wouldn't like me to get any more comfortable then while you're driving? Or maybe I should make you more comfortable instead?" And you reach across and place a hand in my lap, feeling how excited your little show has made me.
"Mmmm, how can I make you more comfortable?" I start to stammer an answer but you don't wait and unbutton my flies to reach a hand inside. "Oh Boy!" is all I can manage as your fingers probe to find a gap in my shorts.
"Is this better? Do you feel more comfortable?" and you pull my manhood free so that it blinks in the sunlight. "Unghhh, it feels good but I'm not sure if I feel more comfortable this way." And the blood starts to flow between my legs, swelling the flesh between your fingers.
"You're right, this does feel good." And you start to rub up and down, stretching the skin over the rigid muscle beneath. "Oooooooh babe, you don't know how good that feels." And I shuffle forward a little, making more space for you to manoeuvre. It's getting difficult to concentrate on the road; I'm getting slower and slower and steering more deliberately to avoid potholes and the edge of the road. I sneak another look at your fabulous legs and see that your other hand has not been idle while you pleasure me.
There is a bulge in your panties where your hand has passed under the waistband. I can see the shape of the bulge change and flex as I imagine what your fingers are doing underneath. The sight excites me, as does the look on your face as you enjoy yourself by stroking both of us.
You are lying back in the seat rubbing between your legs and stroking my penis, which is now painfully swollen. Your eyes are closed and you start to murmur softly as you give us both pleasure.
I pull to the side of the road slowly so that you don't realise we are stopping and as we come to a stop, I push one side of your panties down a little and then the other. Your eyes are still closed as you lift up off of the seat. I take the opportunity to pull your panties over your hips so that they stop around your thighs. Then I pull away again, still driving slowly because I want to watch you.
Your legs part as far as your panties will allow and your fingers slide in and out of your wetness, your thumb brushing over your clitoris from time to time and making you judder. The road ahead is straight and clear so I take my left hand off the steering wheel.
My palm strokes your stomach and you sigh as you squeeze me firmly between your fingers, making a small drop of stickiness leak from the tip. My fingertips brush lower and rub the flesh above the junction of your thighs, stretching it and probing lower to rub above your clitoris.
There is a bend in the road so I take my hand back and steer round it. Your eyes snap open and you take my hand back and push it deeper between your legs so that my fingers press your swollen lips.
The road twists and I find it hard to concentrate with the blood pounding in my ears and coursing through my body and into my throbbing shaft. Through eyes that are starting to lose their focus, I spot a sidetrack ahead. Although it looks like access to a farmer's field, thankfully it's not gated and I pull into it.
The car judders over the unmade road and as we sink down below the level of the hedgerows and hidden from the road. The vibrations make you sink your fingers as deep as your knuckle so that your thumb squashes against your clitoris. In reaction, your hand jerks my penis towards you, almost pulling me out of the seat with your demands.
In a moment, I have stopped the car and turned off the engine, reached across and between your legs to push your chair back and then clambered into the foot well. You hold my head and push it down into your groin, pushing your heels up onto the edge of your seat as you do so.
I grip your thighs, spreading them apart and press my face against your steaming sex, sucking against you and pressing my nose into your swollen flesh. For the first time, I am able to pay you the attention all the excitement of the journey deserves. My lips form a ring around you and the flat of my tongue presses hard and urgent between your lips.
Rather than jab away with it, I hold you firm and rub my face in circles, pressing my nose into your tiny bud and my lips and tongue along your battered labia. I withdraw a little, partly to draw a breath and partly to allow my fingers access.
They glide easily inside you again and the knuckles rub your trembling flesh, squelching around and driving you wild. Your panting and moaning makes it through my muffled ears and spurs me on to see if I can make you climax.
I don't know if you're getting any closer to orgasm but you're certainly getting wetter as my face and fingers work mercilessly on your intimate spots and it runs onto my chin. I rub my juice-covered, stubbled chin into the tender flesh between your sweetest of spots and make your anus twitch and pucker.
