0 comments/ 35603 views/ 1 favorites Sunday Drive By: oversexedandlovenit Here we were driving down the long winding road zig zagging through the tall trees of the Australian countryside. The sun was high above the mountain tops beating down over the lush landscape, a golden blanket of sunrays warming the wide open ranges ahead of us. What could be more enjoyable than a Sunday drive through the countryside on a warm summer's day with your beautiful wife sitting beside you I thought to my self. Sarah reached for the radio tuner, pressed the tuning button and the sounds of soothing jazz came over the airwaves. My concentration was disrupted momentarily as I felt the warmth of Sarah's hand on my bare left thigh just below the leg of my shorts. Her touch causing goose bumps up my arms and my cock to twitch within the confinements of my shorts. I attempted to concentrate on my driving as she leant towards me and planted a soft kiss on my cheeks; her lips lingered inches from my face as she moved in closer towards me, her hardened nipples digging into my arm. The scent of her sweet perfume and her warm breath caused my cock to stiffen even more as she rested her head on my shoulder. It was a difficult task trying to drive down the winding road while my thigh was being massaged by Sarah's soft hand. We suddenly came to a straight stretch of road that seemed top go for ever, with the sun beating down it looked like water shimmering over the horizon, pools of water that never got any closer as you drove towards it. Looking in the rear view mirror I could see a small truck growing larger as it came closer towards us. A devilish idea popped into me head, a fantasy that I've always wanted to act on. As the truck inched closer I eased my foot off the accelerator, the truck indicated, changed to the right lane then zoomed passed me in a gush of wind. I accelerated and sat about two car lengths behind the truck, which had now changed back onto the left lane. Sarah never moved from her cosy position, her head resting on my shoulder with her eyes closed and her hand resting comfortably on the bulge that had formed between my thighs. I removed my left hand from the steering wheel and gently placed it on her baby smooth thigh just below the hem of her short summer dress. Sarah wiggled in her seat and let out a long sigh as I moved my hand up her thigh pushing her dress up as I went. I expected to feel the smooth silk material of her panties, but not so surprising all I felt was warmth of her skin. Sarah often went out without her underclothes, she says it makes her feel sexy and the thought of strangers getting a sneak peek of her naked body makes her hot and horny as hell. But most of all she like the freedom of being able to fuck any time or place when we are together, she certainly gets no objections from me. The hem of Sarah's dress was now over her hips, the neatly trimmed V of her dark pubic hairs in full display. Sarah wiggled in her seat and slowly spread her thighs to allow me easier access to her waiting quim, my hand slid over her V shaped bush and found the folds of her smooth pussy lips which had only been given a Brazilian wax the day before. Her pussy lips were wet from her juices; her breathing became heavier as I parted her labia with my fingers allowing her juices to flow freely. Her body tensed as I rubbed my index finger over her hardened clit into her waiting hole. Sarah spread her thighs even wider and let put a muffled moan into my shoulder as I pumped my finger in and out of her juicy cunt. Every few minutes I would look into the rear view mirror to catch her reflection, her eyes stayed closed and her mouth gaped open as her chest heaved with every breath. Her hand would move from the bulge in my pants to her breast, pinching her nipples through the thin cotton material then back to my cock. Lost in my sexual thoughts I hadn't noticed the truck had sped away from me, it was now a small dot in the far distance. With my finger still buried deep in Sarah's pussy I gently pressed on the accelerator to close the gap between the truck and my car, I wasn't about to let this fantasy fly away in a cloud of dust. I caught up with the truck and sat a car's length behind. I quickly glanced in the rear view mirror to ensure Sarah still had her eyes closed before I made my move. With my heart racing rapidly and my fingers moving at the same rapid speed in Sarah's cunt I indicated and proceeded to over take the truck. I approached the cabin and sat along side it at the same speed. I quickly glanced to my left into the cabin to see the truck driver with his mouth gaped open in amazement as he stared down at Sarah's fully exposed and dripping wet cunt. The noise of the roaring truck startled Sarah, her eyes opened wide as she took her head from my shoulders to glance outside her window. She quickly closed her legs engulfing my hand in the warmth and wetness of her thighs as she made eye contact with the rugged looking truck driver staring down at her. In that one moment it was as though time had stood still, even though it was only for a few seconds. Sarah suddenly jerked back to life and pushed my hand away as she sat up to cover her bare pussy and thighs. As I sped towards the sunset the sound of the truckers horn could be heard in the far distance behind us. Sarah and I glanced at each other before we both burst out into hysterical laughter. My adrenaline was pumping so much I had to pull over onto a deserted dirt road to regain my composure, a few seconds later the truck flashed passed us disappearing over the steep hill. I drove on down the dirt road to locate a spot where I could turn back to continue on our journey; I came to a clearing surrounded by tall grass with a narrow opening down the middle that seemed to lead to nowhere. Sarah gave me a "What are you up to look" as I stopped the car and got out closing my door behind me. Sarah read my thoughts as I stood at the narrow gap between the towering grass and rubbed my raging hardon, in no time at all she was out of the car and following me down our new found path. We came to a clearing looking over a field of green pastures, is was as though we had stepped into a scene from the sound of music, before us was a field of luscious green grass as far as the eye could see. I lazily slumped down laying flat on my back gazing into to cloudless sky, my vision was suddenly blocked by an even more beautiful view. Sarah was now standing astride my head with her dress flowing freely in the cool breeze. I smiled up at her as she reached between her thighs and gave her pussy a gentle rub. My own hand travelled down to my waiting bulge giving it a squeeze feeling the precum ooze out wetting the front of my shorts. I watched in awe as one then two fingers slipped easily into her cunt. Not being able to take the teasing any longer, I reached up grabbed her by the knees and pulled her down onto my face. Sarah let out a deep moan as I buried my tongue into her slippery pussy wetting my face with her sweet tasting nectar. Sarah began to cry out loud as I lapped away at her cunt and sucked on her protruding hard clit. She pushed her cunt down hard onto my face and let out a long shriek as her body went into spasms with her first orgasm. With one swift move Sarah pulled her dress over her head and flung it aside, she knelt beside me her naked tanned skin shining like gold in the sunlight. I stood before my goddess and before long I was also naked with my rigid cock swaying in the wind inches from her face. I suddenly went week at the knees as her warm hand enveloped my cock, her soft touch sending shivers up my spine. I glanced down into her eyes anticipating her next move. Using her tongue she teasingly licked the end of my cock lapping away the precum that was oozing from the hole. She paused for a second or two before sucking half the length into her mouth like a powerful vacuum. She worked my cock further into her mouth as she stared up at me with her lingering eyes. With eyes closed and my hands resting on my hips I savoured the sensation of her mouth, her hand massaging my dangling balls and the heat of the midday sun beating down over my naked body. The feeling of her mouth sliding off my cock snapped me out of my trace, she kissed the head of my cock lovingly then eased herself onto the grass with her legs wide open. Her sex juices made her pussy glistened like an exotic jewel as the warm sunlight enveloped her curvaceous body, the scene before me brought back memories of an oil painting I once saw in a gallery, full of life full of colour. I knelt before her and bent down in between her spread thighs, her fingers slid between her glistening pussy lips opening her love hole invitingly. I dove in like a hungry wolf devouring its helpless prey; my face was suddenly wet from her juices and the smell of her sex filled my nostrils once again as I stabbed her opening with my tongue. Her body moved to the rhythm of my tongue as I licked and sucked every piece of flesh between her open thighs, a deep moan would escape her mouth and her body stiffen every time my tongue passed over her blood engorged clit. The valley was suddenly filled with the cries of her orgasm as she took hold of my head and pushed my face into her quivering pussy. Before her orgasm subsided I plunged my throbbing member into the depth of her cunt causing her to cum for the second time. I could feel her cunt muscles throbbing around my shaft as I held it deep within her. We lay there in the open field for a while with her arms wrapped around my neck and her slender legs wrapped around my waist. Sarah loosened her legs from around my waist as I began to rock back and forth working my cock in and out of her pussy in long, slow strokes. I held myself up by the arms and sped up my strokes; I pulled it out and rubbed the head over her clit before thrusting it back in slapping my balls against her arse cheeks. Feeling my balls begin to tighten I knew I would last any longer, I pushed her knees up to her shoulders and drove my cock into her one last time. Again the valley was echoing with her cries now mixed with my grunts as I came with a force filling her pussy with my cum. Her cunt muscles gripped my cock like a vice milking every ounce of my sperm. We lay on the grass our sweaty bodies in a tangled heap our breathing heavy and fast. Our sexual energy spent for the moment. Once again we found ourselves heading down the winding road in the opposite direction towards home, jazz music playing softly on the radio and the wind blowing briskly through the window. A huge truck passing us on the right hand lane suddenly interrupted our peaceful drive; Sarah and I looked into each other's eyes and burst out laughing. The drive home will be an interesting one I thought. Sunday Drive I had just finished showering and dressing, knowing he would soon arrive. I wore a silky white tank top with support under a light blouse, and a button down skirt. Buttoned to the bottom it could pass for proper and understated. If I left it partially unbuttoned, it gave a hint of possibilities. Higher and there would be no doubt. I went for partially buttoned. I knew he would enjoy the flash of legs. I looked down the hall when I heard his key in the door. He walked in and to my surprise; he was carrying a motorcycle helmet. He grinned and thrust it at me when I walked down the hall to greet him, "come on, we're going for a bike ride." He reached around me, hugging me and kissed me. Looking down at my skirt, I had to ask him "Don't you think I should change first?" Shaking his head no, "oh no this is perfect, it'll be nice and cool for you." Then he added, "If it gets too cold you just sit tighter against me." He kissed me again, as his hand slid under my blouse, feeling the silky material hugging my skin. I sighed into his mouth. I would have been content in this moment to stay home with him. However, he nudged me along, hurrying me to braid my hair. He told me they were calling for rain later in the day. "Are you sure we should go?" "It's a beautiful day, we'll be back before any rain develops I'm sure." I pulled the helmet on and watched him as he leaned in closer to me, tightening the chinstrap. I kissed his cheek. Getting on the bike I carefully arranged my skirt around my legs. I put my arms around him as we headed out the road. He was right. It was a beautiful day for a bike ride, and I was glad he insisted. We headed away from the busy local roads. I could feel him relax once we got away from the traffic. Every time I hugged him, his hand would come back and rub my leg. It was a perfect day. We rode up the mountain and I felt the air cooled considerably under the thick blanket of trees. I snuggled in tighter behind him, pressing my breasts against his back as my hands caressed him from his thighs to his stomach. Suddenly he grabbed one of my hands and pressed it against his crotch, showing me that I had aroused him. I grinned…and groped him for good measure. We were enjoying the ride and hadn't been paying attention. Overhead the clouds had been approaching quickly. A few drops of rain fell on us. We were a long way from home. He began looking for a place to pull over and wait out the rain. He pointed out a path off the road and turned onto it, leading into a thick grove of trees, as the skies opened up, the rain now a downpour. The trees provided protection from all but a few random raindrops. I got off the bike and removed the helmet, as he made sure the bike parked securely. He got off, removing his helmet while walking towards me. I teased him about getting us caught in the rain, as leaned towards him, using his shirt to dry my face off. He responded by grabbing my braid, pulling my head back. He looked at me for a moment before kissing me. His arm circled around my lower back pulling me tighter against him. I could feel his erection rubbing against me. He ended the kiss, biting my lower lip. Still holding my hair, he tilted my head and bit my neck. A thrill went through me, as I became more aroused and wanting more. He pulled me over to the bike. He kissed me, hard, as his hands went down my blouse, unbuttoning it. He pushed up the tank top, fondling my breasts. He found my nipples, hardened, and rubbed his palms against them. I reached down and started rubbing his crotch. Grabbing my hand, he brought it to the top of his pants, indicating he wanted me to open them. I opened his pants and reached inside, feeling his hard cock. I wrapped my hand around it, squeezing it gently. I heard him inhale forcefully, before placing his hands on my shoulders, pushing me down. I glanced around nervously. He laughed and assured me no one was going to see. I knelt before him, taking his cock in my mouth. He grabbed my head as he thrust in and out of me. I let my tongue play up and down the shaft, as he slipped back and forth between my lips. Over the sound of the rain pelting the trees, I could hear him groan. Suddenly he pulled my head off him, and yanked me to my feet. He spun me around and lifted up my skirt. I braced myself on the bike as he exposed my bottom to the moist air. He rubbed his hands over my flesh as I spread my legs. Moving up against me, I could feel his cock rubbing against me, moving down between my legs. I leaned forward, raising my ass up for him. His cock rubbed against my wetness before he pushed it inside me. He would thrust several times and pull out, rubbing the juices up and down the crack of my ass, teasing me repeatedly. Every time he pushed into me, I pushed back; I wanted to feel him fuck me long and hard. I kept grinding myself against him. He pulled his cock out of my pussy. His hand went to the middle of my back, pushing me over his bike. The head of his cock found the opening of my ass and pressed persistently against it. He slid the full length of him into me. Tight, hot, skin engulfing his cock. I gasped to feel him filling me, opening me. He worked himself in and out. As I adjusted to feeling him in my tightest hole, I started to squirm against him. I could feel his cock twitching. My own muscles began to contract. I reached down and rubbed my clit. I begged him "fuck me, fuck me more, harder, please!" He did, for a few more strokes before neither of us could hold back. I felt him pulsating deep inside, his cum filling me as I whimpered through my own orgasm. He leaned over me, holding me as we both caught our breath. His cock slowly slipped out of me as he kissed my neck. He stood up, rubbed his hands one more time over the flesh of my bottom, before flipping my skirt back down. He helped me stand back up. We looked up to discover that the rain had stopped. We could go back home again. Sunday Drive It's about 8:30 AM and you have been unable to get me out of your head, much less satisfy yourself enough to relieve the persistent hard on in your jeans. Knowing that you will have some free time this afternoon, you send me an email, asking me if I can get away to see you for a much needed rendezvous. I check my email around 9, and since it's Sunday, I make plans to "go shopping" and return your email, telling you that I will meet you as you request. The weather is nice, and since we want to try something new, we decide that I will park at the mall and you will meet me there and drive me somewhere interesting for our session. When you arrive, you pull up next to my car and I get in. I greet you with a hello and a kiss and slide over next to you in the seat. You put your arm over my shoulders and begin to drive. I have not seen you for a while and I am anxious to see just how excited you are to see me. I reach down and rub your crotch firmly, telling you how much I missed you and your lovely cock while you were away. You agree that it has been too long, and adjust yourself in the seat a bit so I can get better access to your cock as you drive. After teasing you a bit through your jeans, you are surprised and pleased when I begin to try to unzip you and bring your cock out for my enjoyment as you drive. We are stopped at an intersection, so you help me finish undoing your belt and zipper, and finally getting your stiffening member completely free of your clothing. With the truck in motion again, and not caring if the passing traffic can see what I'm doing, I begin to softly stroke you with my hand, just firmly enough to make you want me to apply more pressure. Now, I make myself comfortable in the seat, and lean over to gently kiss the head of your cock. Taking my time, I move down the shaft to your balls, kissing and lightly nibbling you with my lips along the way. You sigh and grip the steering wheel more tightly as I take your balls into my mouth, swirling my tongue over them and sucking them softly, even though I can tell you are ready for much more aggressive handling. Re-tracing my route, I return to the head of your amazing cock. When I get there, I use my tongue to draw a line around the base of the head several times, still teasing you with the anticipation of actually getting inside where you really want to be. I continue this sensual torment, rubbing you against my face and moaning softly to myself as I too, get excited performing this activity for you. Finally not able to stand the teasing any more, you tell me to take you inside me and suck you like a nasty slut should. Smiling to myself at your tortured impatience, I finally part my lips and slide them slowly over you until they touch the base of you. I love the feeling of having you inside me this way, and take a moment to enjoy it before closing my lips more tightly around you and beginning to stroke my mouth up and down over your now raging hard on. Working intently now, I vary the suction and pressure as I pleasure you, enjoying the way it makes you squirm in your seat, trying to enjoy it and still concentrate on driving. I haven't been paying attention to where we are going as I have immersed myself in the joy of pleasing you, but I now notice that we have stopped and parked. You kill the engine and now use your hands to hold my hair, not only to control my cocksucking a bit, but also so you can see my mouth as it pleasures your cock. I pull my shirt up now, revealing for the first time that I have not worn a bra today, and you reach over to caress my breasts and pinch my nipples firmly, making me gasp and moan on your cock. I am wearing shorts, and now reach up the leg of them, rubbing my clit as you watch. Still holding onto my hair, I feel you begin to tense and breathe more heavily as you feel your orgasm building. Moaning more passionately now as my encouragement for you to cum for me, I suck you harder, wanting to taste you on my tongue. Finally, after holding out as long as you can, your hips surge toward me and your fingers clamp down in my hair. I feel your cock swell and explode, sending jets of your hot load into my still sucking mouth, completing my desire to please you this way. I have been playing with myself all along, and now I move around in the seat so I can remove my shorts and panties. At your direction, I lean against the passenger door and spread my legs for you, putting one leg on the floor and the other over the seat. You tell me to reach up and hold onto the "Oh my God" handle over the passenger window and not let go of it unless you let me. I nod my understanding as you position yourself so you can lick my dripping snatch. You begin slowly and gently, returning the agonizing teasing that I gave you earlier. I moan and arch my hips toward you, wordlessly begging you for more intense attention, knowing that you will make me wait as long as possible to finish, making sure I am frantically begging to cum before you let me. Pausing for a moment, you reach into your bag and bring out the dildo you know I like, and insert it inside me as you resume flicking my clit with your tongue. You stroke me slowly, deeply with the dildo, making me begin to pant with lust and beg you to go faster. You continue to fuck me this way, talking to me as well, telling me that you know I want to cum for you. You find yourself thankful that you brought me to this remote spot as I begin to moan louder and scream out loud now as you gradually increase your pace inside me, hitting my g-spot over and over with the dildo. Suddenly, I ask you to let me cum and you approve as I melt into the ecstasy washing over me. As I finish, you do not stop stroking me with the dildo.. the feeling is overwhelming and it is all I can do not to take my hands from the handle above my head and pull away from you. I beg you to stop, but you don't. You fuck me just long enough to make me start to beg you to keep going. Then, you remove the dildo from me and put it to my lips, telling me to clean it for you. The sight of me nearly naked on the front seat of your truck, cumming with abandon, has made you hard again, and now, you tell me get dressed. "We are going to get out of the truck and take a little nature walk." you tell me, and you grab your bag and a blanket, and lead me into the woods near our parking spot. Sunday Drive It would have been a pleasant drive in the country. It was a Sunday afternoon. The sun was bright, the breeze was warm and a little moist, and the countryside was empty. They hadn't seen a car along this back road at all, and only two total since they had left the gas station an hour ago. Steph had had to go then, could have asked to use the restroom then, and Greg would have let her. The play would have been different, he would have been disappointed, but he would have let her, and he would have adapted. But she hadn't, and out here in nowhere she was going to have to. They were too far out to make it back to a proper toilet and this is what she wanted, what she hated, what she needed. She took a long pull from her bottle of water. The Subaru wagon crested the top of the low hill and the road stretched a mile ahead straight to the next hilltop, empty, desolate. There were some trees along the roadside, and the pasture was a little shaggy and brown. There weren't even any cattle or horses in view. It was a good spot, she would have some cover. "Greg," Steph stammered, shy to start, always shy to start. "I'm sorry, I ... Oh, this is ... I just ..." "What, Steph." Greg said, pretending not to know. "What's the matter?" "I just haven't seen any place to stop in a while, and I, well I tried to..." "Oh, you need a restroom?" Greg laughed, a little smug, a little playful. "You're right, you're kind of out of luck. Can you hold it for a bit, I'll try and find you a place." Steph squirmed in her seat. He wasn't going to suggest they pull over and find a private hedge, he was going to make her make the move, humiliate herself. That was part of it for him, part of his enjoyment. Steph moaned a little and tried to relax the grip on her bladder. Just a little, just enough to make a wet spot, but it wouldn't go. She squirmed some more. "I can try, honey." She said, through gritted teeth. "But, it'd better be soon." Greg snorted and stared ahead out at the road. Steph grunted and squirmed in her seat, playing it up a little. Her need, her agony, her desperation was all that existed in the car, in their world. They reached the bottom of the little valley and began climbing to the top of the next hill. Steph took another swallow from her water bottle, knowing that will only make it worse, but she needed to just wet, just get it over with, get it started. Greg turned down the air conditioning, letting the sun and the day get into the car. They reached the top of the hill and a thin film of sweat formed on her brow. The road continued on, no break, no traffic, no civilization. The trees fell away and the top of the next hill there was no cover at all. They drove down into the little valley. Sweat trickled down between her breasts, and from her hair down the back of her neck. Her t-shirt started to get clammy and stick to her, to the seat. Her pierced nipples shone through the thin fabric and hardened up with anticipation. She felt a spasm in her bladder and let out a moan. Greg chuckled. "I don't know, Steph." He crooned. "Not seeing much of anything up ahead. You gonna be ok?" Steph doubled up, panting waves of pressure pulsing through her. She couldn't keep still, but the moving made it worse too. She shook her head, unable to speak. The effort of holding on vied with the effort to let go. Greg glanced over at her and the car drifted toward the shoulder. They hit a bump and the car bounced. Steph's piss flooded into her lap, splashed out in a burst. She groaned and sighed, relishing in the relief for a moment, before clamping down, feeling the warm soothing spread along her thighs and ass. It cooled quickly, leaving her feeling soggy and foul. She sobbed. "Oh, Greg." She cried. "I'm sorry, I've made a mess, pull over, please. I'm sorry." Greg sighed and coasted to a stop at the top of the hill. He turned off the engine, and got out. Steph was doubled over, with the momentary pressure relief gone she was still in agony, and afraid to move lest she make it worse. She heard Greg open the hatchback, and rummage around a bit. He walked up beside her and opened her door. "C'mon, get out." he said, grabbing her hair and pulling her. "I guess I'm going to have to show you how to behave." Another trickle escaped, re-warming her pissy spot, and he dragged her to the back of the car. He had her collar and manacles ready, and had her locked in with her wrists clipped behind her neck before she was even aware of her surroundings. With a gentle shove, she stumbled back away from the car. "Such a nasty little girl, Steph" He crooned "Wet your pants like a schoolgirl. Is that what you want?" Steph shook her head, forcefully. The tears on her cheeks shook off in a spray. Greg pulled out his pocket knife and came at her. "That's right. You're a woman." He said as he cut through the fabric of her shorts, tearing them away and dropping them to the side of the road. "A woman drops her pants before she pisses, right?" Steph nodded. Greg cut at her shirt as well, then just grabbed it in his hands and tore it from her, leaving her naked at the side of the road but for her leather collar and leather sneakers. She sobbed again, racked with spasm, felt another squirt and the piss dripped down her left thigh. She clutched her knees together and held on, he hadn't given her permission yet. In the distance, she heard the rumble of an engine. "Stand up, Steph." Greg ordered "If you're going to just piss anywhere like some kind of animal, you might as well act like one." Steph straightened up and looked at him. He had his suede flogger hooked to his belt and he was greasing up the ponytail buttplug. She sobbed again, knowing what he was going to do. Her asshole spasmed in fear and another squirt of piss splattered the road between her feet. Greg stalked over and forcing her knees apart, spanked her hard on the cunt, twice, then shoved his pissy fingers into her mouth. "Not yet, slut." He hissed, violating her mouth, probing under her tongue, squirming his fingers in the back of her throat. "Not till you're ready. Now give me your ass." Steph arched her back and turned her heels out, presenting her asshole as best she could. The pressure in her bladder made her knees shaky and she couldn't stop her pelvis from rotating, grinding the air. The car engine drew nearer, grew louder. Greg kept his finger rape of her mouth going and reached down with his free hand and slowly worked the slick plug into her ass. "That's it, that's my girl." He crooned in her ear. "Just relax yourself and take it. Open up for me, c'mon arch your back, give me that little asshole. Ok, push down, just a little, and take it. I'm giving this to you, so just open up and take it." The plug slid home with another splatter of piss. Steph groaned and gasped, sucking greedily on his fingers. Greg grabbed her by her mouth and turned her around so she was facing back they way they came. The road was clear, but the engine noise was closer. Greg pulled a leather blindfold from his back pocket and set it over her face, pulling the elastic over her head. For Steph, the world went dark. Greg grabbed her wrists and yanked her upright. She cried out, disoriented and the flogger came across her breasts, heavy and sharp. She let out a little scream, the surprise giving rise to fear. The flogger slapped again, against her manicured mound and thighs, and she thrust forward, her long trained response. "Spread your legs, my pretty little pony." Greg whispered in her ear. "Turn your knees out, push out your cunt. Now open it up for me. Are you ready?" The engine was close now, and slowing. Steph could feel the stranger stares on her naked flesh, burning into her, knowing her, invading her, taking her. The flogger snapped upward into her cunt and she came and went. She would have collapsed if Greg didn't still have her wrists. As it was she went a little limp and the piss poured out of her. The flogger spun, slapping up into her over and over, spraying her hot urine up her belly. She opened her mouth to scream and drops splashed her face, her mouth, her tongue, just a hint of sour and salt. Distantly, she heard car windows rolled down, cameras going off, harsh feminine laughter. She sank slowly to her knees, the flood tapering off to a trickle. Greg's hands let go and he stepped away. Steph knelt in her puddle, panting. She sensed Greg in front of her, heard his zipper, him reach in and pull himself out. She mustered her strength and straightened herself up, opening her mouth, offering herself to him. The breeze picked up and she felt her piss drying on her thighs, her belly, her face, dripping from her hairs. She waited in offering. "God, look at that whore." The woman's voice mumbled. "What kind of dirty trash does that?" The camera clicked again, and again, then the first splash hit her. Greg's hot piss stream hit her left cheek and up her forehead into her hair. The second spurt came down across her nose and into her mouth and became a steady flow. Greg had been waiting a long time for his relief as well, and her mouth filled fast. She swallowed quickly, compulsively. The stream came fast and showered her face, her hair, dripped down over her completely. She drank as much as she could. As it slowed, she followed it upstream until her lips were around the trickling head of his cock. She swallowed him all the way, deep into her throat, moaning greedily. She wanted him, his cum, his lust, to show him she was his, to repay him for his gift of degradation, and to protect herself from further trials. Greg reached down and removed her blindfold. The camera kept shooting. "Oh, that's good, slut." the woman said. "Let me get your face. Go on, choke on that cock, work it like the whore you are." Steph moaned, nodded, redoubled her efforts. Greg grabbed fistfuls of her piss damp hair and fucked her throat, brutal and intent, taking over the rhythm. He bruised her lips, and gagged her, unstopping, until he burst into her mouth, flooding her with his sticky, salty seed. She moaned for him and sucked and swallowed. and swallowed. Greg kept her face pulled tight, not letting go. The car started up and pulled away. "I've got you, you filthy cow." The woman shouted out as they drove off. Greg finally pushed her off, and dragged her back to the car. He picked her up and set her in the hatchback, grinding the plug well up into her ass. Her ankles were lashed wide apart, spreading her open, exposed. Her wrists were unclipped, only to be re-attached, spread to the walls as well. Without words, Greg put the rubber bit gag in her mouth, clipped some heavy sleigh bells to her nipple rings, and another clamped right on her clit. Then he shut the hatch, climbed back into the car and drove off. Steph stared out the back window. It was tinted, hard to see from the road, but in half an hour they'd be back on the highway with the trucks, and she would probably need to pee again. Sunday Drive I was inspired by some summertime road trips and knew I needed to share with everyone! Again, thank you to all my fans!! Keep sending me your comments and dirty thoughts... ;-) * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (15 min/mp3) * * * * *