Prologue: This account contains bisexual sex, only. It's a continuation of the series involving Tara, Bryan and myself. If you haven't realized that or read previous chapters, the series is an archive or exploration of our five-year relationship. I love to hear from readers, so please let me know what you think.
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We were headed back from a Nursery Field Day, held in the suburbs. I was driving and had picked her up early, that morning. The Field Day was like "Plant Porn" for us and she was looking at her notes on the way home. It was a relaxing drive down an interstate, and we were rattling on about specific plants that we liked.
She smiled, "Before I forget, I really appreciate you asking me to go...Bryan was teasing me because we had a "plant nerd date."
I laughed, "That pretty much sums it up, sweetie."
When I glanced at her face again, her smile had widened, "I know...he's right."
She unbuckled the seat belt and leaned over; I spotted that sexy grin, as she ran a hand between my legs. Through the jeans, she stroked over the expanding mound.
Then her grip tightened, she stroked the outlined shaft and giggled, "I just want you to know...I usually put out for plant nerds."
"So, you're into plant geeks?"
"Yeah, especially the ones with just the right amount of muscle...lean runner-types," she ran a hand over my chest and worked back down to my crotch. "And I really love plant geeks with hardons like this...big thick hardons!"
She stroked the outline and giggled, "You know the way you and Bryan tease and call me "Candy Pants...all the time?"
"Yeah... but it's not all the time...just once in a while," I grinned.
She giggled, "Well, I really think you should be Candy Pants."
"Sweetie, I feel like somebody's told me that before." With my dick pressing hard against the jeans, I spoke with confidence, "You know...I think we can work something out, here." I always loved how people were mesmerized by a penis...I wasn't huge, but it was enough to open a few doors (or a few panties) and overcome some of my shyness. I think it encouraged me to explore my sexuality. Once I got to college, I finally realized the power a guy had between his legs...I was an alpha nerd and began to embrace it.
I played along, "I'm into plant geeks, too. Especially, blue-eyed plant geeks, with perky tits...like 34-24-36 plant geeks."
She worked her bra off, slipping it under her t-shirt. The t-shirt looked like it was painted over the voluptuous curves and her tits stared at me...they were amazing, perky mounds, topped with hard nipples and quivering with her movements.
"Keep going...sweetie, take it off...I'm enjoying the show!"
She slipped it off and I ran my fingers over the beautiful feminine orbs, feeling the nipples and nestling the heft of each breast in my hand. They were perfection...beautifully sculpted perfection.
She looked into my eyes, "Um...well, I've been sort of thinking about this, all day...maybe takin' him out...mmmm...you got such a beautiful dick...you know...a girl can't always help herself...she can do crazy things."
When I felt her tug the zipper, I remember the sexy hunger in those eyes; I raised off the seat so she could slip my pants down. My underwear was hopelessly trying to contain it and when she started to pull them down, the head popped out over waistband and she squealed, "There's my big plant nerd...mmmm...that's what I need!"
I looked down the road, set the cruise and grinned, "Tell me exactly what you have in mind."
"Well, maybe I just want to talk more about plants...and admire your dick?"
"Well Miss Plant Nerd, if I were a plant, what plant would I be?"
She giggled, "You think your funny, but that's an easy call...remember that Sausage Tree we saw in that conservatory, last year...you are a Sausage Tree.
"Those fruits were huge...you are definitely my favorite Plant Nerd."
"I think it's Kigelia Africana...isn't it?"
"Sounds right...sexy and smart plant nerd, you are! The Catalpa and Jacaranda...and maybe Trumpet Creeper are in that same family."
"I can't believe I'm doing this, but what plant would I be?"
"Something special, sexy and exotic...maybe an orchid, like a Lady's Slipper."
"Well, this's definitely sexy and exotic," she caressed and it stood proud of her hand (hands always look sexy when their wrapped around your dick); her fingers caressed it all over, the slit, the ridge, the swollen, bulbous head. One hand explored the shaft, while she cupped the balls with the other. She gently rolled them, back and forth, in the sac and grinned, "I love these, too...they look yummy!"
Then she sensuously stroked both hands over the shaft, feeling the bump of every precious vein, "Look at him...mmmm...big...hard...cock! Can you drive while I do this?"
I laughed and spotted a rest area, "Of course, I can drive with my cock in your hands...mmmm...yeah...yeah, but I think I'll pull off here."
I parked at the edge of the parking lot and paused to appreciate the beauty of her striking blue eyes...that tight body and those perky tits were breathtaking.
I looked down as she ran her tongue all over, like it was a (penis) popsicle. I ran a hand through her hair, and she kissed her way over the shaft, never taking her eyes off mine. Then she relaxed her jaw, and slowly wrapped her lips around the head. I could feel her tongue traveling back and forth across the head. Going deeper and deeper, she got six or seven inches, before I felt her throat. Groaning, "Fuck...fuck...oh my god...mmmm...that's so...so good...Tara, that's definitely raising the bar!"
Lost in the sensations, I leaned back and savored the mouth pleasuring my cock. When her tongue stroked the underside, she sucked harder, collapsing her mouth, tight around the shaft. It felt like every inch was getting massaged by the warm insides of her mouth. Bobbing rhythmically, the pleasured groans from her throat vibrated through my body. I groaned, fingers digging into scalp, and pumping it deep, "Oh fuck...fuck...stay there...stay there...yeah...yeah...yeaah!"
I moaned, when she swirled her tongue over the shaft, "Tara...Tara...oh god, baby girl...suck me...work that cock...work it...uhhhh...uhhhh...uhhhh...yeah...yeah...yeah...fuckkkkkk!" Satisfying my mounting needs, I pumped harder through her lips and poked at her throat.
After nearly ten minutes, I tightened my grip and pushed her down onto my cock harder; I kept fucking her mouth, taking myself closer and closer to release. Just before exploding, she felt me shudder, as cum moved up the shaft. As I drained my balls, my cock throbbed and jerked, and I felt her lips tighten to capture each pulse; I watched her throat move as she gulped the precious reward. When it all faded, her lips stayed tight and she nursed the throbbing tip, for every last drop.
When she pulled off, some trickled over her lip and there she was with her tongue out. Like a blue tongue from cotton candy, she eagerly displayed a pasty sheen of cum. She swallowed and smiled, "What do you think of those roadhead skills?"
"Fuck! I think I need more!"
"Why don't you stay the night? I know Bryan will want to see you...it's been a couple weeks, sweetie."
"I might be available...let me give Tina a call, when we get home."
We were only twenty minutes away and Tara ran into the house. Tina was fine with it and reminded me that I hadn't been with them for a couple weeks. She reiterated the importance of spending quality time with Tara and Bryan; it made me feel good because she was being supportive.
When I got off the phone, I was far more interested in continuing what we started in the car, but I had to piss. I looked over at the giant cock sketches over the vanity and smiled, one of Bryan and one of me. Then at the end of the vanity (my end, where I kept my razor and shit) there was a penis forest...something new. It was a collection of seven dildos, or eight, all sitting erect. There were two of the flesh-colored rubber versions of me; they were close in size and they called them Rubber Robbie I and II.
As piss sprayed against the porcelain, I was thinking about what all just happened; my dick was growing harder in my hand. Fuck! Bryan wasn't home, but I was so ready to continue our rendezvous in the bed...I knew Tara would be an easy sell!
The stream seemed to last forever, but it felt good because I had been holding it for the last 30 or 40 minutes. It seems stupid because we were at a rest area, but getting a blowjob was far more important. Eventually, it slowed, and I shook out the last drops.
I came out of the bathroom to find Tara, buck naked, on the bed. With her legs propped up and spread, she slid her fingers through the wetness, "Get over here, and fuck me...she's ready for some fun!" Despite where she had her fingers, I tried to focus on her sexy gaze; it was one of the hottest "come fuck me" grins.
I got between her legs and she offered me the fingers. The arousal was intoxicating, and I anxiously licked it from her fingers.