On Thursday afternoon I had left work early and gone home to prepare for a weekend in the Arizona Rim Country with five men. I knew immediately that I should continue packing my suitcase and overnight bag. It was going to be hot and wet and wonderful! I pulled out of my driveway around 5:00 P.M. and headed towards Christopher Creek. I had been invited to go fishing with my husband and bother-in-law! I had never done anything like this before with a large group, and my mind was spilling over with wild anticipation. It's a 2 hour drive to Dan's cabin from my home, and I was excited and anxious to get there. However, the only thing I wanted to catch was some "trouser trouts"!
As I approached the I01 East on-ramp, I turned on some "mood" music. It was only a 40 minute drive until I exited onto Shea Boulevard and hit the Beeline Highway. The road that would lead me to an experience I will never forget! I had decided to wear a pair of denim "Daisy Dukes" trimmed in black leather with leather lacing up both sides and leather fringe that tickled my upper thighs. (For those of you who don't know, Daisy Dukes are high-cut shorts that allow just a hint of the butt cheeks to show!) Topped with a red, spaghetti-strapped, low-cut summer top and donning a pair of black patent leather slings sandals, I was ready for just about anything! Not exactly fishing gear, but I wasn't fishing for trout!
Since my body would show through the leather lacing, I opted for a miniscule black thong but decided against any other undergarments, as the heat and humidity made them quite unnecessary. My only jewelry consisted of a watch, my wedding rings, and of course, the 18ct. gold and aquamarine ring that pierces my belly-button.
Once I crossed the Verde River Bridge, I increased my speed to around 70MPH and sped along the country highway cursing and passing those "Sunday" drivers who had no idea that I was on a journey to a new adventure! Armed with a cold beer (against the law, I know...but I only had one!) and some great music, I turned on automatic pilot and let my mind drift into thoughts of the evening ahead of me!
I would be in the company of five men! Two of whom I knew (carnally). Well, that's a start! The two that I know, I love. Loving for me is easy. I have a great gift of love and I don't believe in hoarding it all to myself. I think more people should love and allow themselves to be loved. Especially men! I think they have a fear that if a woman tells them that she loves him, all of a sudden that woman wants to walk them down the aisle! Not true, fellows!
The afternoon air is now cooling and the sun is beginning to make its sojourn to the other side of the earth, as it drips gold dust on the desert hills. It's mesmerizing and magical!
Entranced in scenery that belies a painter's pallet, a throbbing between my legs awakens me to the seam in my denim shorts that is rubbing heavily against my clit. I shift my body to the left, then to the right, trying to alleviate the pressure. However, instead of struggling to change my position, I decide it's easier just to unzip my shorts and ease the tension on my swollen and throbbing pussy.
Surrounded now only by the lush landscaping of the Arizona desert; I am comfortable enough in my husband's 4X4 truck, to slip the shorts down to my ankles. I gently remove my left leg from the shorts while keeping an eye on the winding roads. Then with my left foot, I inch the shorts free from my right ankle and kick them to the side of the floorboard. I am now driving in nothing other than that miniscule black thong and my red summer top. God, it feels great! So great, that I now wish to drive absolutely nude! I keep imagining the look on the cop's face if I should get pulled over for speeding! That was a turn-on, in and of itself!
Heading down Highway 87, I leave Fountain Hills in my thong and red top, but arrive a few minutes later in Sunflower, completely and totally naked! I love it! The warm, orange glow of the setting sun is casting shades of green on trees that only some god could invent! Shadows and beams of fading light appear on the hills and mountains of this area known as the Rim Country! And the feel of warm leather against my ass and legs; it was all so erotic! I then noticed a hot stickiness surrounding my pussy on the seat. What I had thought was perspiration was actually my pussy juice dripping, or rather, flooding out of me!
Winding around those back roads, I held onto the steering wheel with my left hand and with my right hand, I slowly began to massage my enlarged, pulsating clit. Completely soaked, I removed my fingers from my pussy and sucked my juices from them. I love the taste of sweet, hot cum!
I also love it when a man fucks me for a while and then lets me suck my own juices from his cock! Or even more, when a man cums in me, and then I eat his cum and my cum from his cock after he has put it back into my mouth! Regardless of where it cums from, I love to eat, lick and swallow CUM! Especially good, hot, sweet, cum! Still driving, I inserted my middle finger along with my index finger into my dripping, wet pussy. At this point, I was so hot and so wet and so horny, I could have cared less if I went to jail for a hundred years for indecent exposure or whatever!
With bended knee, I raised my left leg and placed it against the driver's side door in order to open me up. I didn't have to keep my right foot on the gas pedal on cruise control, so I spread my legs wide open for all of nature and the world to see! The sun's heat warmed my dripping pussy and intensified my pleasure. My left hand maneuvered the steering wheel, as my index, middle and ring finger of my right hand penetrated my vagina. I honed in on my G-spot, massaging and squeezing, while flexing my muscles! I could feel the cavity filling, as I tightened and released muscles around my soaked fingers. My pussy was screaming for relief! Any kind of relief!