Part 1:
Its early morning on a warm summer day and we are cruising on the highway on route to Boston. The window is down, and the crisp air is refreshing on my face. I glance over at you, my boyfriend of 4 years.
"I can't believe you have to go on a work trip on my birthday weekend." I groan.
"I know babe, but I really had no choice," you reply with a furrowed brow.
You've been working non-stop lately, and it's taken a toll on us. Intimacy is waning, and my usually intense sex drive has been suppressed.
"I know. It's just going to be a bit boring for me while you're working all day, but at least we get to spend the evening together." I say with a sigh.
"Right, and I want you to pick something fun for us to do. Anything you want," you reply encouragingly.
"Okay," I say with a half-smile. "I'll dream something up."
Tell him what you want.
He can't handle it, don't bother....you don't want to start a fight the day before your birthday.
I turn the music volume up to drown out my thoughts, then continue gazing out the window.
Now is the perfect time to ask. He had to take a business trip on your birthday, which he knows is an important day for you. And he said we can do anything I want.
My thoughts won't quiet, and now there's a tingling sensation under my dress between my bare legs.
My mind wanders as I recall the porno I got myself off to the night before. A group of men on one woman whose intense moans of pleasure I can still feel in my bones. I've been watching these videos for a while, in secret...unsure of how you'd respond, and not wanting to be asked if this is something I'm into. It's been my own sexual discovery, just for me, but I've reached a point where I know I need to experience it for myself. I glance over at you. Your eyes are on the road, navigating our journey to Boston and utterly unaware of my shift in energy. I'm feeling aroused and decide to have a bit of fun with myself. I reach under my dress and slip two fingers into my slit to gather the wetness, and then I begin rubbing my clit slowly in circles. Waves of pleasure roll through my body, and I let my mind wander again to my ultimate fantasy. I picture myself straddling one man getting plugged in my pussy, while another man enters my ass from behind. A third man is slapping my face with his dick and intermittently stuffing it into my open mouth in-between moans of electrifying pleasure. I'm lost in a moment of imaginary bliss when a real moan escapes my lips.
"Dylan, what the fuck!" You say with a startled laugh. "You're masturbating in the car!?"
"Fuck yeah! Who said long car rides have to be boring? I should get a pat on the back for entertaining myself so well." I say, playfully.
"Talk dirty to me babe, help get me off."
"It's kinda hard to focus on you while I'm driving on the highway," you say in exasperation, "What kind of dirty talk?!"
"Ohhhh, I don't know, tell me I've been a bad little slut and you're going to punish me!" I offer, still rubbing my slippery clit.
"Slut!? How can you call yourself that and also a feminist?!"
"We're reclaiming the word!" I reply with a wink. "You must not have gotten the memo."
I smile at you.
Just ask him, Dylan! What the worst that can happen. You can always play it off as fantasy masturbatory banter if he freaks out.
"I want to get gang banged." I blurt out, immediately feeling my blood rushing to my cheeks. I stop rubbing myself and freeze while I wait for your response. Each second of silence feels endless.
A beat later you start laughing. "Oh yeah, I'm sure you do, bad little slut." Your expression tells me clearly that you think I'm joking.
"I'm serious babe. I've been thinking about it for a while now."
"What! Why?" Your furrowed brow is back.
"Well, you know I love sucking cock, and getting fucked in my pussy and ass....each feels so fucking amazing, I just feel like having all of those sensations at once would be heavenly!" I shrug, trying to maintain composure although I'm uncomfortable with the conversation.
"I don't know how I feel about sharing my girlfriend...." you trail off. I glance down and see you're getting hard in your pants, and jump at the chance to stimulate you as a means of persuasion.
I reach over and begin stroking your cock in your pants with one hand, as I resume my self-stimulation with the other.
"Oh come on babe, I think you might enjoy seeing my pretty little mouth, pussy and asshole fucked at once," I say in a sultry tone. I can feel your dick getting harder under my tickles and rubs, but that's your only response to my statement.
"Dylan, I'm trying to concentrate on the road here...can you stop?"