The River Trip
First let me say to my readers, I was only able to hold my first marriage together for a little over 13 years. One sided love can last only so long, These stories are hopefully cathartic for me to get it out of my system. Even after 40 years it still hurts.
My first wife and I were married young and had been married for almost 5 years when this occurred. Billi is a natural redhead with creamy white skin and hazel eyes. She had been working very hard to get back in shape for some time. I have to admit that I was proud of her. She had dropped from a size 12 to a size 7 and really toned up all over. It was really boosting her self-esteem. She hadn't been that small since before high school.
We were returning from a boating / skiing trip with friends to the Colorado River just North of Yuma. Our two boys were sleeping in the back of the van and we were towing our boat. We have friends that have a place there on the river. Billi had purchased a tiny new bikini for the trip and had worn it almost all weekend. She wanted to show off her "new" body, after all her hard work. I know the guys liked what they saw from the looks they were giving her when they thought I didn't see them. I don't think their wives appreciated the way they were looking at her by their reactions. I was just happy that she was mine.
To get on with my story, we had spent the last 4 days camped in their front room because that's where the air conditioning was. Unfortunately, we were sleeping right next to two other couples and all our kids, so that put one hell of a crimp on our lovemaking. Well, now were traveling late at night, across the desert back towards San Diego. It was a dark, moonless night and the kids were asleep in the back of the van. Billi and I had been sharing a joint and both of us were pretty buzzed.
I looked over at her and was overtaken by her sensuality. She was wearing a crop top tee shirt and really short, short cut-offs. Billi had the window open and her cinnamon hair was blowing almost mystically around her. Her nipples were erect and just begging to be licked and sucked on.
I had such a hard-on from just watching her. It was straining against my shorts and was getting pretty uncomfortable. I kept adjusting myself, trying to get my dick into a less painful position. This caught her attention. "Having trouble?" she asked, giving me a wicked grin.
"Hell yes!!" I said, "You look so damn good that I'm about to stop and ravage you right here."
That brought a big smile to her face. She thought a moment and to my surprise said, "Why stop?" Before I could do or say anything, she had unbuckled herself and was pulling off her cut-offs.
Apparently, she was as horny as I was. Kneeling next to me, she helped me get out of my shorts and my dick sprang up like a flagpole. She kissed me as her hands explored my body. I was really glad that we had left late and there was no other traffic on the road , , , or so I thought.
Billi's cool hand felt fantastic as she stroked my manhood. She would alternate from stroking my shaft to gently raking her nails across my balls and up to the sensitive head. We kissed passionately while I tried to keep an eye on the road.
I had moved the seat all the way back and was thankful for cruise control. She began a series of small kisses on my neck and shoulder. Then she moved down and began to suck my nipples. I love when she does that.
Her long cascading hair was sensuously brushing my legs and crotch as she moved ever so slowly down to my erection. With my free hand, I was caressing my wife's lovely body. Unfortunately, I couldn't reach her crotch but was giving as much attention to the available portion as I could and still drive. At least I could reach a nipple to play with.
She began a series of kisses on the head of my cock while her hand kept stroking the shaft. My moans acknowledged the appreciation of her efforts. She kept this up for a couple of minutes, driving me crazy, as I wanted her to take it in her mouth. I wanted to grab her head and shove it down but thought better of it.
I was so turned on, my every nerve wanted release. Billi, turning her head, looking up at me while she rubbed my cock with her long soft hair and asked, "Are we ready?"
"Yes! Oh God, YES!" I answered. She turned back and ever so slowly, took as much of my dick into her mouth as she could. My balls were straining, as a big load was readying for release. I was shaking with pleasure as her mouth worked it's magic on me. Suddenly she stopped and rose up. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing, silly," she said, "I just want some too."
Before I could comprehend her statement, she climbed up and straddled me. Billi guided my dick into her now dripping love canal as I strained to see the road over her shoulder. She had her first orgasm, just coming down on my shaft. Her body felt so fine, pressed tight to mine. Her erect nipples brushing against my hairy chest, as her top bunched up around her neck. She had her arms around my neck, her head on my shoulder, everything about her, every touch took me to new heights of pleasure.
I had never been so turned on in my life. Her labored breaths and tightening pussy told me that she was about to have a massive orgasm. I was ready to reward her for her efforts with a huge load of hot seed. As she began her orgasm, she leaned back onto the steering wheel and let out a loud, almost primal moan. I quickly followed with an explosion of my own.
Anticlimactically, our efforts brought a loud yell from the car next to us. I hadn't noticed them pull up along side of us. It was two young men, probably college students, also returning from the river. I thought Billi would jump off of me and quickly cover up but to my surprise she enjoyed showing off. She pulled off her crop top and began to pull her nipples while she kept rocking on my shaft.
The two young men were appreciative of her efforts and were letting her know it. "Being a little wicked, aren't we?" I asked her. She gave me a big smile but said nothing. I wasn't sure if it was because of my excited state but my shaft didn't go flaccid. It wasn't rock hard but was firm enough for her to keep rocking herself to yet another orgasm.
"You're beautiful! We love you!" came from the car next to us. "Please pull over. Please! Please!" they implored louder each time. Billi just kept teasing them, shaking her tits at them. The young man on the passenger side was almost halfway out of the car. It was like he was trying to climb into our van to get to her. Billi was doing likewise, though just to tease them.
All of this was happening while we were doing seventy miles an hour down the freeway. I told her, "You have a fan club, darling."
