Lauren and I took turns napping while the other drove. We didn't have any stops planned in this leg.
We had started an ongoing game in our relationship of truth or dare. We are both competitive, so it gets pretty fun. Also, nobody ever really picks the truth.
As I'm driving, Lauren looks at me and says, "Truth or dare."
"Dare," I respond.
"Hmmmmmmm. Thought you might say truth since we are in a car." she paused to think.
"Next time we stop for gas, You have to go into get me a snack, fully hard. You cant cover your shorts."
I laughed and agreed.
"Truth or dare," I said.
"Truth," she quickly responded.
"Do you regret anything about last night?" I asked.
"Not after our talk today. I feel good, and we had always talked about 'if the right moment happened, we would consider being with others. So it worked out. I'm good," she responded.
"Truth," I said.
"I have to ask the same question, " she said
"I'm good, especially after our talk. Your turn," I answered.
"Dare," she said.
"When I get to the next station, you have to take your top off and sit here topless the entire time."
"Oh geez. Ok," she said.
There was an exit ahead, and I took it. The station was just off the highway. She stroked me hard as I took the exit. I would have gotten hard with just her tits out, but she wanted to ensure it was a full erection. She pulled her tank top and bra off as I pulled on site.
Her tits looked the usual gravity-defying magnificence. Even though they got beat around by different cocks, hands, and mouths last night.
I pulled in, and there was one other car gassing up. I pulled close to the door, so I didn't have to walk across lanes hard. It pressed my shorts out and was quite noticeable. The deal was inside first while hard.
I was inside, and a guy clerk and a girl was roaming the aisles, assumedly from the other car. I grabbed what was needed, paid, and got out. The clerk noticed, but I think I avoided the girl.
It was shrinking now. I started gassing up--a vehicle backed in the pump in front of us. Two guys jumped out and one headed inside. The other started gassing up. He saw Lauren.
He glanced at me, and I pretended not to notice or look his way. He stared into our car. Soon I was done, and we headed out. I felt she got off easy. One guy wasn't a big deal.
When she put her top back on, I asked her to go no bra, she did. Only her flowing white tank top covered her. Her tits sat free, and the tank top wasn't tight so that I could glance down her shirt from time to time.
We were heading down the highway with an hour to go. The sun was shining, the music was blaring, and the sunroof was open. It was perfect.
Lauren had to pee, and I pulled into a highway truck stop. It was shockingly busy. Lauren jumped out of the car and bounced over to the washroom. A group of bikers were having a break and mainly smoking as she bounced by. They noticed her.
When she returned to the car, more heads turned. I pointed out her admirers. We drove past them, and Lauren waved and flashed her right boob. She was pulling it out from the side on the tank top. She got some whistles, and we pulled away.
"What brought that on?" I asked.
"I don't know! Just feeling good about us and free," she responded.
She proceeded to undo my shorts and pull out my cock.
"I can't believe this is the first time this trip for road head," I said.
"I forgot to ask. Did you like Danas deepthroat?" she said.
"It was good, but you are way better at sucking cock. Besides, we will get there." I said.
"I've probably had more practice," she said. That was it I unloaded into her mouth.
She caught every drop and tucked my cock back in. I drove pretty slow during this part.
We were on the road a few more minutes when you could hear the rumble. It was a group of motorcycles.
The first one blew past, but the next few slowed at our car. Soon we had ten bikes around us. I slowed the car.
I was a bit nervous, but Lauren was not. She waved at them.
"Let's give them what they want," she said.
Her top came off, and she stood up on the console. I slowed more as she stood through the sunroof. Her hair was whipping around in the wind. Her arms up over her head, she turned to each biker. Then she grabbed her tits and squeezed them before coming back inside. The bikers waved and took off.
"That was a rush. I'm so horny," she said.
She pulled her shorts off. Put her feet on the dashboard and started rubbing her clit frantically. She got more and more worked up, grabbing her tits with one hand or reaching for my cock.
She stopped abruptly and unbuckled. She hopped in the back.
"Pull over," she demanded.
I did just that and hopped in the back seat. I pulled my shorts to my ankles, and she wrapped her legs around me.
"Fuck me. Fill me. God. Make me cum. aghhhhhhhn." she begged as I entered her.
Her legs tightened, and she came. I kept fucking her a moment before cumming inside her. I left her to clean up, and I jumped back upfront and continued the drive.
We arrived at our destination and checked into a motel. It didn't have the party life of the last place. We headed to bed early.
In the morning, we hit the beach. Lauren came out of the bathroom with her coverup on and was ready to go.
A quick five-minute walk to the beach left us where it was still slow and sparse in the morning. We got a good spot and laid out. Lauren pulled off her coverup to reveal a sexy one-piece.
It tied around the neck but had a deep v swoop below the belly button. There was much side boob. The back swooped low and was thong cut on her ass.
She lay out tanning her front for a while. I laid out with my shades on, watching guys stare and her mountains atop her chest. She flipped over, and I continued watching. As the beach got busier, people surrounded us with blankets and umbrellas. It got hectic.
Lauren and I splashed in the water and threw a frisbee we had. It was a typical day for us. We had lunch and the shack just off the beach and spent the entire day there. The odd grab or rub here and there, but tame of a busy beach.
We ordered dinner and watched a movie. Then I encouraged Lauren to choose porn. She picked some monster cock porn, and we copied the positions. She enjoyed seeing how big the guys were, even if the 'acting' sucked. We eventually finished the porn and each other. Then time for bed.
The next day was hitting some sights we planned the trip around. It was a fun day together, and Lauren surprised me.
We ate dinner and dressed nicely. I had on shorts and a button-down. She had on a flowing summer dress.
She led me to a few bars for a drink. After our third bar and a few beverages, she smiled. It was time. She seemed nervous.
"I hope it's ok," she said.
We went to another place, and it took me a bit of figuring it out, but Lauren had planned for us to go to a sex club.
"Is this a sex club?"
"Yes," she responded coyly, "but we don't have to do anything. We can just enjoy a drink and go, but I thought after the other night and being out of town, we could check it out and see what it's about."
"Seems like a good idea," I replied.
I was nervous but in we went. We had the option to store any clothes. Lauren took off her dress, and I was shocked and excited by what she hid under it.
"You like it?" she said. "I bought it for you, but this works too."
I could only muster, shaking my head as she kissed me. I stripped to boxers as I watched Lauren walk to the bar in her lingerie. The thong was tight and black sheer. She had a red corset and pushed up her boobs and only held them up. It covered her nipple but just barely.
The first floor was clothing optional and just a social drink area. Singles were allowed on the first floor and had to be invited by a couple to the second or third. Some people fooled around at the table, but not much. The second floor was clothes allowed, and it had open rooms for watching and performing. The third floor had private rooms. It wasn't dingy like I had always pictured. There was an extensive range of people in there. Shapes. Sizes. Age. Attractiveness. Most people were probably mid-forties. I kept my eyes predominantly on Lauren as we made our way to a table.
We found a booth to sit in and enjoy our drink. We were chatting and observing the different lingerie, underwear, and nudes. At least half were nude. The place continued to get busier as we sat and watched. A few naked guys asked to sit, but Lauren said no several times.
"I'm supposed to be relaxed. Maybe a couple more drinks," she said.
I went to get drinks and watched at our table as a few people approached. Most left shortly after, but then I saw two people sit. I got the drinks, and another guy was sitting as I got back and sat at the edge beside Lauren. The big circular booth was much more full.
Jon and Maude were regulars, and Lauren let them sit because they explained things to watch for. They were in their early fifties and had been attending sex clubs since their mid-forties. They were both thin and looked fit for their age. Jon's hair was more salt than pepper, and his chest had limited hair. Maude had long silver hair and a teddy lingerie top. In the dim light, her boobs looked good in it. I couldn't see the bottoms of either. Later, I'd see Jon in a man thong and Maude a thong and matching tutu.
I was introduced to Reg. He had a great beard. Dark, full and well sculpted. He also had a full thick chest full of hair. He was thick. Not fat, but not fit. He looked intimidating but was a lovely guy. He had met Maude and Jon a previous night.
We chatted and learned about swinging as Maude and Jon had been into it for over five years. They talked a lot about their relationship and how they almost broke up until they explored more sexuality in their marriage. It saved them.
Reg was there stag. He said, "I enjoy nudity and drinking. I can do both here. I love people and meet more open people here." He continued to speak to the vulnerability that people often bring to this place. They are different than trying to talk in a bar.
