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An Autoerotic Interlude

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Another in a series: masturbation in cars and trucks

An afternoon had come when I needed to drive to another city, to get materials for a project I was working on. I looked forward to these trips because I knew where to get some sexual action. Driving down the interstate highway, I was naked below the waist. I loved to have my pants off, entirely off, to feel the exposure of my cock and balls to the wind and sun, with the added stimulus that some driver, someone in a tall vehicle (most people in cars cannot see your lap, believe me...), might glance over and see me. Stroking steadily with lube on my dick and a bandana tucked in below my balls, I was enjoying the respite from workand the steady strokes of my soft hand. My intimate life was not satisfying at that time, with a partner who considered sex to be unnecessary. How did I wind up with her? Another of the many mysteries.... In any case, my self-service was my only sexual outlet, and this was a day to savour. Feeling my balls is a favorite of mine. I keep them shaved, so they are soft to touch and fondle. The weight feels so good to heft, to roll them around in my hand, to squeeze gently. I wrap my fingers around them at the base and surround them, tugging softly, feeling deep pleasures. I vary the strokes on my cock, sometimes tugging the skin up and down, sometimes sliding my hand over the skin in a soft grazing action. I tickle the spot below the head, on the bottom side, where it is most sensitive, and sometimes just squeeze the whole thing without moving. It is all enjoyable, but not continuously. Variety is the key. So, stroking away I notice a school bus ahead. It says on it that it is from a bible college, from a town many days away. As I approach it, I note that it is full of young women....not girls, young women. Just what I love to imagine gathered around me, touching me, stroking me, admiring my maleness. I slow down to fall in behind them to check out the situation. They are having a fine day, all chatting and bouncing about, some walking up and down the aisle, most sitting and talking to others. They are about 18 to 22 years old, and must be on some kind of holiday. Perfect... I pull into the passing lane and slowly pull alongside. My cock is fully erect, standing tall against my belly. I had decided to unbutton my shirt and open it, but keep it on in case I had to cover up quickly. As I pulled alongside I was watching to see if anyone took notice. Of course they did... One near the back window was staring out the window, not talking to anyone. That is, until I came up next to her, about 12 feet away at 60 miles an hour. She smiled as she caught sight of my red dick, looked at my face, then back down to my lap, and then called out to some of the women nearby. It seemed she was trying to be discreet, not yelling to everyone. Maybe she wanted to keep this for herself and her close friends. I stayed right beside her, stroking up and down slowly, the lube glistening on my cock, my balls going flat when my hand reached bottom of stroke, then bulging up again, the shaft red, the glans purple and swollen. The women gathered in a group, about six of them, in three of the seats, on their knees, chattering and pointing. I was lucky, they wanted to see me! They must have known right away that I was no threat, there was no issue of danger, and I was willing and eager to be seen. Bliss.... Traffic is light on that open stretch across the desert, so there was no problem at first, keeping alongside. The driver must have wondered what was happening though. There I was, matching their speed, right beside the bus, with a growing group of young women watching me out the window. She (it was a women bus driver, about 55 years old, wearing a rather severe hair style...watch out, she could be trouble....) decided to slow down to let me pass. I didn't see that coming, so I shot past them as the bus quickly slowed. The driver looked over at me but I had just time to close my shirt and flip the bandana up, covering myself. Whew! Then what? I slowed too, and hoped to drop back again. The driver stayed slow... I decided to enjoy what I had gotten and let it go, so I drove on, acting as if all was normal. A few miles later I saw a rest stop, and pulled in. The bus went by a moment later, and I just swung thru the rest stop and pulled out again. This time the women were ready for me. As I approached, they gathered at the back of the bus. The rear was piled with suitcases, so they were not able to get to the back window, but they were all ranged along the side at the back, keeping quiet as possible, it appeared, not to alert the driver. As I pulled up beside them again, someone dropped a window and yelled out to me, "Thank you! We love it! Show us more!" I smiled, my cock was totally exposed, hard, pulsing and ready to cum. Then one of the women decided to go for it...she was hidden from the view of the driver by several friends and she raised her top to reveal a perfect pair of young, pert, pointing breasts, her chest flushed with her excitement, her eyes smiling at me. Several of the young women were torn, not knowing who to watch, their brazen friend, or me. Most watched me... I knew the driver was not going to let me stay alongside for long. In fact, she was trying to speed up this time, then she realized that would not work and began to slow down. I kept pace, and was stroking my cock with sensual abandon, building to a heavenly climax. As twenty women watched, from 12 to 20 feet away, everyone safe and in their own world, I pumped my cock faster and harder, squeezed tighter, and felt the cum rising. I looked over at the faces next to me and saw rapturous fascination, nervous laughter, and glistening lips.... As I looked into the eyes of a deliciously warm young women standing next to a woman with her breasts pointing at me, I felt the explosive final instant of release. My cum rose out of me, shooting high, almost to my chin, onto my chest and belly. Again and again, thick white cum spurted out of my engorged dick. I could hear faint cheers, and watched women waving their arms, smiling, laughing, and giggling to each other. The driver had decided to stop trying to make me pass and we were floating down the highway at a comfortable 50 miles an hour, enjoying the post ejaculatory bliss... I let them see as much as possible, the hard purple cock, the wet white streams of cum on my belly, the happy look on my face. As my cock pulsed and bobbed and slowly slumped, I knew I had to drive on past. Several of the women blew kisses at me. One held up a card with her phone number on it (as if I could read it and write it down...with what, cum?). They all smiled except one, who had not even come back to watch the free show. She was trying to read her bible, but as I passed the bus, she turned and gave me a little smile. The driver just frowned... It was a great drive that day, auto-eroticism at its best.

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