My husband, Jay, has submitted many stories to Literotica. I have read them and found them immensely exciting. We have known one another since just after high school and lived together for a few yeas, but as life happens he was drafted into the Army and we drifted apart. Twenty years later our paths crossed and as we were both single at the time we married. That was ten years ago. His stories are always based on an actual happening and although I've had many fantasies and a few memories of when we were younger I never encountered the things he has done, that is until now.
This happened a few months ago, and it has changed our life and recharged our sex life! My thanks to him for helping me write this. I hope that you, the reader, also find it as exciting.
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I'm Pat, and nearing the half-century mark; so do not have the beauty of youth. Jay would beg to differ, but then they say that love is blind. I stand 5'6" and am in the 150 pound range; short curly light brown hair that comes to just below my ears, and highlighted to hide the gray; light blue eyes that sparkle when I smile with small wrinkles at the outside edges. I still have a decent figure even after rearing two children that are off and gone on their own. My breasts are 36D and not as firm as they were thirty years ago, the nipples are small and sensitive and a dark pink that fades to a lighter shade in the areole; a few stretch marks around my belly, which Jay calls 'war wounds'; my hips have widened some from giving birth, but I can still fit into jeans and draw second looks. I keep my pubic hair, which is light brown interspersed with gray, trimmed. It isn't so thick that you can't see the lips of my pussy that swell to a dark pink when excited. My clit isn't large but small like my nipples and I love to bring it to full erection and masturbate as Jay reads me a story or tells me of one of his past sex experiences.
I have my own computer consulting business and had been in a southern city for a week. It had been a busy week and although we both found phone sex, every evening, to satisfy 'the itch', I was looking forward to getting home, but not the eight-hour drive I was facing. I like to be comfortable when I drive so was wearing a light cotton button up blouse and a pretty print peasant skirt. As I drove my thoughts drifted to our conversation the previous evening. One of our favorite fantasies is that of me coming to bed with a pussy filled with another man's cum. My favorite part is the fantasy of Jay watching, whereas his is that of sucking my cum filled pussy. Last evening, on the phone, he had very expertly described the entire scenario and brought both himself and myself to intense orgasms.
Now I had a full day of driving, which was going to take longer since it had started raining, my panties were soaked and I couldn't wait to get off! Reaching into the backseat I opened my suitcase and found my dildo that I always take on these trips. It was one of those lifelike solid latex cocks and surprisingly close to Jay's cock. It was a little over 7" long and about 5" around. Maybe some of you don't think that size cock is anything special, but what Jay is able to do with it is special! Pulling my skirt up I worked my panties down around my ankles and kicked them off. Opening my thighs I lifted slightly off the seat and felt the cock slip deep into me. The dildo filling my cunt; my fingers caressing my hard clit, I felt the muscles tighten and my juices coat the cock and drip out onto the drivers seat as I brought myself off.
"Damn that felt goodā¦." I said to myself. I slid forward slightly and felt the dildo slip about halfway out. "That feels good!" The vibration of the car and the bumps in the road caused it to move sending pleasant sensations. Pulling my skirt back down over my knees I drove along. The thought of Jay's magical fingers; tongue; and hard cock waiting at home, and the naughty feeling of driving with the dildo buried in my cunt kept me keyed up.
As I turned off the Interstate onto the highway that would angle me across the next state I saw a girl, or what looked like a young woman standing by the edge of the road. She was soaking wet from the rain and a backpack lay on the ground in front of her. She was craning her neck to see who was driving. When she realized I was a woman she waved and stuck her thumb out. 'What is she doing out here?ā¦..' I wondered to myself and pulling to the side of the road glanced in the mirror to see her hurrying to the car. Subconsciously I reached into the side tray in the door and felt the container of pepper spray I always carried with me. Just in case this ended up being a mistake!
"HI! Thank you for stopping ma'am. I'm Jill! Boy is it raining! I had to look to see if you were a woman, I didn't want to be picked up by a manā¦ā¦you know?ā¦.It's really raining!" Throwing her pack in the backseat she pulled her long slender legs in and closed the door.
The words poured out of her, like the rain pounding on the windshield, and I had to laugh. "Hi, I'm Pat. Yes it's really raining. What in the world are you doing standing out in the pouring rain in the middle of nowhere?" Glancing over I saw her trying to dry off using her wet jacket. "On the floor in the back, in that plastic bag, is a towel that I just used to dry my hair this morning. I don't like those scratchy hotel towels so bring my own, other than drying my hair it is clean, if you don't mind you are welcome to use it.
"Thanks," Jill reached over the seat and grabbed the towel. She kept talking as she began drying herself. "It's fineā¦hotel huhā¦my boyfriend was taking me home from college and we had a fight." Dropping the towel in her lap she pulled her soaked t-shirt over her head exposing two teacup-sized breasts with rock hard dark nipples. I gasped at her nonchalance and also at the firmness of her young breasts. "Oh I sorry! Hope you don't mind, but I'm soaked through."
"Uhā¦no..you just took me by surprise." Although Jay liked to fantasize of me with another woman, I had never gone all the way, outside of a few caresses with another girl when I was younger. I found myself admiring her young body as I stole quick glances at her small breasts. "You had a fight with your boyfriend?"
"Yeh, the asshole got pissed off at me and told me to walk home!" Undoing her jeans she lifted her hips and pushed them off onto the floor. "Are you staying on this route for long?"
I looked over and shuddered, there wasn't a flaw on her flat belly and soft thighs. As she moved around I couldn't help but notice the thong panties and the roundness of her butt, and as she turned I noticed the wet panties had become transparent, the top of her slit could be seen. With the absence of any hair the outer lips were quite noticeable. "Y-y-yes for about the next 6 hours, until I get to Route 79." I looked back to the road just in time to hit a pothole. "Ohā¦ahhā¦sorry tried to miss it." Actually what had happened, and I had forgotten I was still impaled on the dildo, was the bump had caused it to move against my clit. The thought went back through my mind that NOW I was really being naughty, and I felt my nipples harden against my bra, I tightened my thighs around the rubber prick holding it tightly.
"Cool! Just before you get to the cutoff you'll go through my town! Can you drop me off then?" I nodded as she turned around in the seat and grabbed her backpack. "I think I have a dry shirt in here somewhere." Jill began rummaging through her bag, she didn't seem the least bit concerned being naked with the exception of her panties. "Here's one of his shirtsā¦.the jerkā¦" She practically growled the last statement. I had to chuckle at that.
"Yes, men can be jerks at timesā¦" I glanced over at she pulled the shirt on, but didn't button it, and then slipped her panties onto the pile on the floor. She began drying herself between her thighs and the thought of my hands drying her flashed through my mind making me shiver. "I sometimes wish I had small boobs like that."