Ya gotta love a great road trip...
Katie and I had both recently turned twenty-seven years old and had been married for about three years. We met after college and somehow just knew we were right for each other.
We'd been working hard trying to establish a foothold in our separate careers, and finally an opportunity arose for us to take a few days together away from our jobs.
It was early summer and the bright warmth of the sun and clear blue sky helped us make up our minds. We had an urge to head out on the open road to see some new scenery. But where?
We were living in northern Washington State at the time and had headed over to Seattle and the coast for weekend trips in the past. Now we had a few extra days and some lovely early July weather in the forecast, so out came the Google map.
Our SUV was in the shop for some warranty repairs, which was terribly inconvenient, but a mutual friend agreed to loan us his cool, gangsta-style Chrysler 300. It was dark blue and lowered, with big rims and deep-tint windows. The kind of car that's fun to drive during the day but might get you shot at in most downtown neighborhoods at night.
We made the decision about our trip over a few glasses of wine that evening. The next morning we loaded a couple of lightly packed suitcases and a cooler into the borrowed vehicle and were northbound early. We'd decided on a scenic loop through the majestic Canadian Rocky Mountains. If we stuck with our schedule by tonight we'd be staying at one of the most beautiful hotel settings in the world, the fabulous Chateau Lake Louise
I was surprised at how quickly we arrived at the Canadian border. The customs guys really gave us the once over as they suspiciously inspected the car, but I got the impression they were more carefully inspecting Katie's almost inappropriately low-cut summer top. Her more than ample cleavage was beautifully obvious, and had distracted me more than once on just this first short segment of our trip.
Soon the border guards seemed satisfied that we were simply casual tourists on vacation and sent us on our way. As we drove northward along a winding, two-lane secondary highway the terrain became ever more rugged and mountainous, lush forests on one side and wide, deep, lake-filled valleys on the other. Everything was basking in the glorious summer sunshine.
We observed a few camper vans, some motor-homes, some brave souls on marathon touring bicycles, and even a few lonely back-packers walking along on foot.
It was stunning scenery, yet Katie seemed ill-at-ease and fidgety for some reason. I couldn't help but notice that every bump in the road was being accentuated by the silly low-profile tires which caused her boobs to bounce up and down in a very provocative manner.
I could feel my dick twitching and cramping in my pants. I have a true love of boobies, and hers were so very nice.
"You okay, baby?" I asked.
"Yeah, just kind of uncomfortable."
"Sorry. This car rides a little rough." I commented, intending to sound soothing.
"No. It's not that. I mean, I know it makes my boobs jiggle, especially when I'm not wearing a bra, but I thought you liked that." She stated with the cutest little smile.
"You know I do."
"Thanks for that," she continued, "But it's other things. I mean, the way those guys at the border were ogling me, staring at my chest... did you notice?"
"Of course I did, babe. Did that upset you?"
"Oh no, not at all. I mean, we're on vacation. I wanna have fun. I really wanted to pull my top down and flash 'em."
"Hmm, probably not wise right at the border."
"Yeah, I know, right?" She giggled, then suggested, "But I could set them free now."
I nodded with a wide-eyed grin as she quickly crossed her hands, grabbed the waistline of her top and pulled it completely off over her head. Her marvelous melons were totally exposed and her rock-hard nipples pointed skyward, like flowers seeking the sun.
"Fuck you've got great tits, Katie!" I exclaimed, thoroughly impressed while trying to stare and drive simultaneously.
She placed her palms under her big boobs and used her thumbs and fore-fingers to tweak her lovely pink nipples. "You like these?" she asked, teasing me wildly.
I was struggling to keep the car between the lines. She smiled and leaned across the center console to give me a kiss on the cheek. She pushed a hand down between my thighs and started sensuously groping my rapidly swelling manhood.
"I've got an urge." She whispered.
I laughed, which seemed to help relieve my distractions given the pressing nature of the moment, and said, "I guess we won't be making it all the way to that beautiful hotel today as planned."
"Oh no, we can still get there. I just need... a snack."
She had my pants undone and was trying to free my increasingly hard dick, but with the low seats and the high console design of this car, things were pretty awkward.
"I gotta pull over!" I suggested urgently.
Whatever the local rules were about distracted driving, I was pretty sure cruising down the highway with a healthy boner bouncing eagerly against the lower part of your steering wheel was at least a little bit improper. Every mile or two there seemed to be a little pull-out, maybe a forestry access road or something. Thankfully, one soon came into view.
I slowed and pulled gingerly into a cut in the trees, coming to a stop not far off the pavement but mostly out of sight from any traffic. I flipped off my seat belt and tried to wiggle my way out of the driver's seat. My motions were painfully restricted by the stiffness of my erection.
By the time I was fully standing at the driver's door, my gorgeous and very bare-breasted wife had come around to meet me. She embraced so we could share a long, probing kiss. Then she pulled back, smiled, and slowly, gracefully slid down my chest and tummy until her knees rested on the soft grass lining this shady little forest trail.
She'd deftly made sure my pants and boxers descended with her and now she was poised to initiate some of her enjoyable and intense oral action on me.
I gasped when she pulled me into her hot mouth. She sucked hard, almost violently, taking me all the way down her throat and working to get that urgent load out of my throbbing cock as quickly as she could. My God she's amazing!
I tried to distract myself, looking at the beautiful forest canopy and the glimmers of sunshine streaming through. It was working, a little. Her intense cock sucking already had me closer to orgasm than I wanted to be. But it felt so good!
I softly stroked her hair, and she paused to look up and smile at me as she gently sucked each of my balls into her mouth for a brief tongue massage. Then she took me back into her mouth and back down her throat. Fuck, my wife knows how to suck cock!
Then I heard a noise. It was the snapping of a stick or a dried branch on the forest floor. It was close.
Please don't be a bear!
I pleaded to my inner God.
It caused a secondary adrenaline rush to surge through me. Katie had heard it, too. She stopped and we both looked around, trying to locate the source of the noise and determine if we needed to make a run for it.
I heard a pleasantly-pitched, almost musical giggle, and a shadow emerged from behind a big nearby tree. Katie and I froze and stared intensely, believing our lives depended on it.
The shadow came forward and was suddenly immersed in sunlight. It was a young female, and she was grinning ear-to-ear.
"Hi guys." She giggled, "Sorry for interrupting. That looked really... interesting."
"Uh...uh." Was all I was thoughtful enough to say. She was beautiful. Flowing long blonde hair, hiking boots, khaki shorts and a backpack. Probably twenty-something.
"Seriously," she spoke again, "I'm sorry, I could go... but..."
Katie stood and released my dick, which had lost some but certainly not all of its enthusiasm due to this surprising turn of events. She shook her light brown hair over her shoulders and then gave our new friend a quick once-over.
"You're cute." Katie stated, very matter-of-factly.
"Thank you," the pretty blonde said very politely. "My name is Brittni, and I'm a pre-med student just out for some summer fun and travels. I liked what you two were doing there."
"Come here." Katie instructed.
Brittni smiled. I always wished us guys could communicate like that. Girls just know. She stepped confidently right up to my wife, and Katie reached out and very gently stroked her face. Then she reached around her shoulders and pushed the straps of her backpack aside. It plopped onto the cool forest grass with a muffled thud.
Katie pulled her a little closer and leaned in to give her a nice kiss. Brittni kissed her back, then raised her hands and began to explore and massage my wife's over-sized breasts.
"You've got really nice, firm tits." Brittni said, and she was staring at them intensely.
"Did you like what you saw earlier?" Katie asked.
"Yes." Brittni whispered, making eye contact with Katie and biting her lower lip.
"I wasn't done." Katie remarked, then asked, "Care to join me?"
Brittni's gorgeous young face beamed the most beautiful smile. She nodded, then reached down and pulled her t-shirt and bra off in one smooth motion.
