Kurt accelerated hard as they pulled onto the freeway. His little Hyundai Getz seemed to growl in protest, lurching forward as they travelled up the entry ramp. Once the car had reached cruising speed the noise from the engine reduced to a low hum.
Kurt glanced towards the passenger seat, giving his girlfriend Tara a reassuring grin. She just shook her head back at him wondering why he had to abuse the little car so.
Kyle just grinned back at her. His car might be a cheap piece of crap, but the twenty three year old blonde next to him was the rolls Royce of girlfriends. She had large bright green eyes and a slender figure. Her ass was a masterpiece that would have made Da Vinci jealous and her perky B cup breasts were like two cherries atop a marvellous soufflé.
Truth be told, Kurt was not too hard on the eyes himself. He was slightly taller than average with a broad chest adorned with a thick rug of hair. His shoulders were strong and muscular, perfectly in proportion to his athletic body. While his dark brown hair was clipped short around the back and sides. He had a thoughtful complexion which was complimented by his warm brown eyes.
Kurt placed his free hand on Taras knee whilst his other gripped the steering wheel. They were heading to his home town for a family gathering and would be in the car for the next few hours. Possibly more given the congestion he was experiencing as they tried to leave the city. The car slowed and Kurt wove the little Getz from lane to lane, trying to find the fastest way out of the city.
As he drove he stroked Taras thigh, absent mindedly running his hand from her knee up to the hem of her denim skirt. On a few occasions it even drifted below the skirt, softly caressing her inner thigh.
Tara tapped away on her phone, engrossed in whatever she was looking at.
After another ten minutes of travelling they had reached the city limit. The road opened up ahead of them and Kurt was finally able to do the speed limit.
Kurt smiled as he looked across at Tara who was still focused on her phone. He took the opportunity to study her while she was distracted. Sneaking looks at her beautiful face. He memorised her delicate features, those slender cheeks, her dainty ears.
She wore a simple white top with a surf logo on the front and a denim skirt that stopped mid thigh.
"Oh for fucks sakes!" Kurt swore as he was cut off by a driver in a four wheel drive. His hand left Taras thigh, gripping the wheel as he changed lanes rapidly. Making sure to give the stink eye to the driver of the other vehicle as he went past.
Once they were back up to cruising speed and he had set the cruise control, he returned his hand to Taras knee. Gently he stroked her thigh once again. Failing to notice that not only were her thighs now considerably farther apart but her skirt had ridden a few inches higher, now finishing just below her panty line.
Tara continued to stare at her phone clearly preoccupied.
After a couple of minutes Kurt removed his hand again, adjusting the radio to play his favourite station.
When his hand returned he ran it gently up her thigh stopping just before the edge of her panties. He changed direction, travelling back to her knee. He continued this motion for the next couple of minutes whilst listening to a discussion on the radio. They were discussing a controversial call that had occurred late in a football match on the weekend, so naturally Kurt was giving his full focus to the radio. Kurt listened carefully to the discussion trying to understand how the two radio personalities had watched the same footage as him, but had somehow managed to come to the completely wrong conclusion.
Tara locked her phone and placed it beside her seat. Her face turned towards Kurt.
"Take your pants off."
"Huh?" Kurt stared at her confused.
"Take your pants off now."
Kurt's brain stalled for another couple of seconds. Then without any follow up questions he took his hand from her thigh and unbuttoned his shorts. Pulling with one hand until he had his shorts and briefs down to his knees.
He looked up to check the road and by the time he had looked back down Tara was in position, hovering above his flaccid cock.
Kirt shuffled his hips forward, then gave a gasp as Tara lowered her mouth to meet him. She engulfed his member, take his soft penis in her mouth along with one of his testicles. Her tongue swirled around her mouth caressing him. Tara felt him begin to swell as his body responded, blood rushing to the area. She moaned as she felt him lengthening inside her. His cock unfurled like the wings of a bird, pushing her head away from him. There was a wet pop as his testicle escaped from her retreating mouth. Tina suddenly found herself perched on the end of an eight inch piece of meat. She sucked on his round head like a lollipop. Her tongue dancing across the head of his penis.
Kurt gave a moan, humping his hips gently towards her. He glanced down at the back of her head, trying to figure out how he had gotten here. Then he looked back up at the road. He slowed the car to five kms below the limit in the hope that he wouldn't have to worry about any distracting overtaking manoeuvres.
Tara began to bob up and down on his cock, massaging the underside of his dick with each stroke. Kurt could already feel his orgasm getting close. The whole scenario was so erotic and unexpected that it seemed like the cum would burst from him at any moment.
Looking back up at the road he realised he was being slowly overtaken by a sedan. He looked across as the car came alongside him, giving a small nod and a smile to the woman driving the car. She responded with the same nod and smile as she passed.
It made Kurts mind boggle to think that the woman had no idea that she'd just made eye contact with a man who was getting his dick sucked by a beautiful blonde. Then he wondered how many times he had been that woman in the car passing mere meters from another person who was engaged in some brazen form of coitus.
Then his mind went completely blank as Tara deep throated his cock, taking the whole eight inches deep down her throat.
Kurts knuckles were white against the steering wheel. His hips bucked forward as he unleashed his seed deep inside of her. He fought to keep his eyes on the road as again his dick pulsed releasing another rope. He heard Tara gagging and spluttering around his rod, but that just spurned him on as he ejaculated two more times.
Kurts body went slack and he slumped into the seat.
Tara withdrew from his cock, gasping and panting for air. She sat back against her chair, spreading her legs wide, letting her skirt ride up to revel her white cotton panties. There was a large wet patch at their centre. Kurt failed to notice this, staring at the road with a rather peaceful and dazed expression on his face.
Tara sighed and silently wondered how he could literally sit next to her for half an hour, teasing her to the point where her panties were soaking and yet still be completely oblivious.
She grabbed one of his hands from the steering wheel and guided it silently between her legs.
Kurts eyes went wide and his head snapped around as if he were waking from a trance.
