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Driving through Texas pt 1

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Just_me Posted on: 21 Jun 2004 1 comments
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A true story in which I discover new sexual depth to my wife.This is *really* long -- I am finding out that I seem to have exceeded the possible limit for one story sizewise, so I apologize for having to break it up into two pieces and I hope that doesn't interfere too much.Once again, I am trying to do the reality justice, but blurred memory and a bit of literary licence are also in effect.Driving through TexasSummer Early 90'sWe were driving back home from Louisiana to Oklahoma through Texas in the summer time. Having dropped our two daughters off with Kristin's parents for a two-week stay, we were returning home by ourselves. Being young parents and Active Duty Military members, this was one of the first times we had been alone together for an extended period of time in probably over a year. It was certainly the first time we had made a road trip by ourselves.Kristen was a redheaded, with classic pale skin and green eye, prone to freckles from the sun. She was 5' 6" and about 110 pounds, with delicate "A" cups and broad hips, born and raised in the South. I was 6" tall, 170 pounds: a brown-haired, brown-eyed skinny white surfer guy from California.We had met while in the military, become friends, then fuck-buddies, and then married and had kids. Despite being almost 5 years older than me, Kristen had been somewhat sheltered in her sexual experience prior to our relationship. She was a fast and eager learner though, and quickly became much more comfortable with her sexuality. Our lives didn't give us much time alone together, between the demands of the Military taking me out of town for around 200 days a year (days and weeks at a time, not concurrently), the unique requirements the Military made on her time, and the demands of being parents to young children it was amazing we got to have sex at all. Nevertheless, we a healthy and satisfying sex life; it just seemed like it was never enough.When we had sex, it was good. Pretty damn good, as a matter of fact. Kristen had very sensitive nipples on her small breasts, and it was not unusual for me to get her to orgasm merely by paying tribute to her firm little beauties. Multiple orgasms were pretty much the norm for her, and it was not unusual for me to grab a "second wind" and be able to cum twice. We had mutual orgasms more frequently than not. Often my "second wind" would result after letting the shivers and aftershocks of her orgasm massage my cock (still deeply inside her) back to erection. For whatever reason, we were a very effective team in bed.Since it was summertime in the south, we were dressed for comfort on the road, she in a thin sleeveless sundress that had buttons "up to there" as well as "down to there", and me in shorts and a tank top. Even with the air conditioning doing it's best, the Texas sun beating through the windows could get mighty toasty. We had been on the road since early morning, and sometime around midday when the sun was at it's worst Kristen was getting fidgety and complaining of being sweaty."Damn it, there's sweat dripping down my chest!" she complained.I looked sideways over at her as she leaned forward towards the vent in the dashboard, letting the front of her dress gape open in an effort to get more air on her chest. I could see her lacy bra, and her nipples were firming up quickly from the effect of the cold air on the damp sweaty material.My highway hypnosis was broken, and I could feel my dick swelling in my shorts."If you're so damn hot, why not at least ditch the bra honey?" I inquired, trying to be casual."Oh, I don't want to give anybody a free show!" she said, but with a slight huskiness to her voice that told me something was up."Not even me?" I asked, arching my eyebrow and making an exaggerated leer at her.She paused for a moment in thought, and I could almost see the gears in her mind shift from bored and uncomfortable to horny. I could definitely see her nipples plump up to full arousal, and her breathing quicken just a bitMaking her decision, Kirsten did that trick that women do where the bra pops off and comes out through one of the sleeves. She tossed the bra over her shoulder towards the back of the minivan. She sighed in relief, placed both hands on her breasts and leaned forward into the blast of air from the vent again.I was briefly disappointed, thinking I was to be robbed of the sight of her bare breasts. To my relief, she released her grip on herself and let the sundress gape open again. I was treated to the sight of her creamy white breasts, with her dark red nipples standing out in sharp relief. I could see the red marks on the underside of her tits where the wire of her bra had been pressed."Oh! That feels so much better!" She said."Oh! That looks so much better!" I mimicked.I knew I was pushing the boundaries of Kirsten's sexual sensibilities at this point. Although we had great sex, and she had progressed from an "in the dark and under the covers" girl to a "let me see your cock slide into my wet pussy" sexy chick, she had always confined it to the bedroom. Even public kissing was limited to relatively chaste pecks on the lips. Some of this was undoubtedly due to the Military regulations against Public Display of Affection between members in uniform, and some from her fairly restrictive upbringing.Kristen looked over at me with a small smile on her face, cupped her breasts in her hands, and pushing up on them turned slightly toward me. Her dress was open enough for this to cause her nipples to poke out over the scooped neckline, and I noticed her lick her lips in unconscious anticipation."Oh? Do you like to see me do this?" she asked ingenuously."You have no idea how incredibly sexy that is" was my reply.I had the van on cruise control. It was the middle of the week, and traffic was pretty light. Every 20 or 30 minutes an 18-wheeler might shoot by, but mostly the freeway was ours.I made a conscious decision about a couple of things at this time. I could tell Kristen was ready to explore the boundaries, and I knew that I could push her further if I held myself back. We had not had sex for several days, and due to the traveling and staying at her parents' house, I had not masturbated either. Horny as I was, I figured this was her little adventure.Doing my best to ignore my hard cock trapped in my shorts, I suggested she lean the seat back and relax. We had removed the middle seat from the van to help accommodate the large amount of stuff we had brought down to Louisiana for the kids, but now that they were dealt with, the van was fairly empty. This allowed the seat to travel back to a nearly horizontal position.Kristen ratcheted the seat back with her right hand, keeping her left on her breast. She then undid the first few buttons on the front of the sundress, and pulled the material aside, exposing the creamy white skin of her upper chest, her breasts, and her very erect nipples. She glanced over at me and smiled a private little smile, before she took one nipple between the first finger and thumb of each hand, and visibly squeezed!I actually grunted out loud, and my crotch twitched in sympathy. Kristen's hips squirmed in the seat, and she moaned out load. I knew how excited she got when I "did" her nipples like that, but this was the first time she'd ever let me see her do it to herself.I lowered the cruise speed a bit, knowing I was distracted, and then looked at her and said, "That looks very nice baby. Why don't you show me what you can do?"Kristen came back to reality for a moment and looked a bit startled at what she was doing."But what if someone sees me?""I'll warn you if a truck comes along, and there's nobody else on the road right now, just go for it honey."Apparently this what she needed to hear, as she glanced around for traffic, and then licked her fingers and began to fondle and squeeze her nipples. She went fairly slowly, letting her fingers travel around across her chest, before palming her boobs and giving them a firm squeeze. Tracing circles around her areolas, she flicked her fingertips across the tips of her nipples, teasing herself with the feathery touch. I recognized one of my own "moves" when she rested her index fingers on the very tip of each erect nub and began making rotational movements, applying just enough pressure to cause the nipples to travel in circles while keeping the fingertips on the very tips.Kirsten's eyes were shut and her breathing was getting deeper and heavier as she continued to play with her titties. Every now and then her hand would wander downward, across her abdomen and towards her crotch. He hips were constantly shifting about, and I suspected, but couldn't see, that her panties were not only soaked, but riding up into her slit.We were getting a bit closer to Dallas by now, and traffic was increasing a bit. I saw a trucker approaching in the rear-view mirror, and managed to grunt out a warning: "Truck coming up on us hon.""Fuck it! Let him get a look." My cock throbbed and my mind went blank at hearing this statement from my conservative wife. The big rig pulled alongside us, slowly creeping past. I couldn't see the driver from my side of the van, but Kristen took that moment to cup the bottom of her breasts and push them together. All the driver had to do was glance down to see my wife's bare breasts, cupped together and pointing at the sky."Oh shit, he's seeing me do this!" Kristen exclaimed."You probably just made his week." I replied.As the truck pulled away from us, Kristen pinched her nipples again, hard. I reached over and brushed her now-sweaty forehead and cheek with the back of my hand. She was getting very worked up, and I was trying to maintain my calm.It was a good thing that there was plenty of room on the road, for Kristen completely surprised me at that moment by grabbing my hand and guiding it to her left (the nearest) breast."Pinch me!"I took her nipple in my fingertips and obliged. The reaction was explosive. Kristen's hips left the seat, her entire body twitched, and she had a very intense orgasm on the spot.We drove on for probably 10 more minutes in silence; her hand holding mine to her bare tit, my fingers lightly (ever so lightly) gripping her nipple. I was fairly certain I could either manipulate her boobs and get her to cum again, or that I could pull off the road and put my dick in her. I chose instead to push her further."So, how wet are your panties?""Soaking" she mumbled.I knew we were getting closer to the big city, and I developed a little plan. We were going to need gas before we made it home, and I wanted to exert a little control over her. I knew she liked me to take command of sexual matters to a degree, "ordering" her do things to herself or to me."Show me." I saidBeyond all hope, Kristen didn't hesitate, putting her feet on the dash, leaning all the way back into the seat, undoing the buttons from the bottom of the dress all the way up to her thighs, and pulling it wide open almost to her waist. Her plain cotton panties were soaked with her juices, and I could see the curly red pubic hair through them. The thin cotton was bunched up and pulled into her slit, and she reached down and pulled them even tighter."Do you like it/" she asked."Absolutely. Do you like to show it to me?""Yes""Does it turn you on?""Oh God yes!""Pull them tighter for me."Kristen reached down with both hands and pulled on her panties. Pulling up on the waistband while raising her hips from the seat of the van caused the cotton to bunch up further into her slit, and provided pressure on her clit. I reached across and grabbed her tit again, my fingers slipping around on her sweaty chest until I grabbed hold of her nipple and started to squeeze.She exploded into orgasm again, pushing her chest against my hand, and grabbing her groin with both hands, one finger furiously massaging her swollen clit thought the cotton panties, others caressing her flushed labia, and all the while my fingers were clamped on her tender nipple.By now we were actually fairly far into the suburbs of south Dallas, but traffic was remaining amazingly clear. Kristen was in a state of post-orgasmic bliss, and she actually fell asleep for a little while. I merely pondered my good fortune and concentrated on driving (as best I could with my beautiful, nearly naked, wife resting next to me with her own juices gleaming visibly on her creamy white thighs).Traffic went by without incident; our minivan rode high enough that you had to be in a good sized vehicle to see in, and this was in the days before ubiquitous SUVs of monster proportions. A couple of "Good Ole Boys" in jacked --up pickups got an eyeful of Kristen's chest, and a few truckers gave me knowing smiles as they eased on by me. I grinned widely and waved at their cheers, but eventually I felt slightly guilty and attempted to arrange her dress so she was more modestly covered.We made good time through the downtown DFW area, and were making the swing north towards the Oklahoma border when Kristen began to stir. My cock had subsided from its prior state of hardness, being content for the moment to lie alongside my thigh in a state of semi-arousal. What I saw next changed that!Kristen must have been having sexy dreams after her little display, because as she began to climb towards wakefulness, her right hand wandered to her crotch again. I tried to keep my focus on the road, but when I saw her fingers slide under the waistband of her panties as her legs unconsciously flopped open I had to overcorrect on a turn. I pulled back on the speed again (I had sped up to make time while she was nodded off) and watched my wife's fingers as they crawled around her pussy under the thin covering of her underwear."Kristen? Are you awake honey?" I asked quietly."Sort of" she replied sleepily.Does that feel good honey?""Yesss" she hissed."Well help a guy out and take those panties out of the way for me!"To my delight and surprise, she simply raised her hips off the seat and shucked off her underwear. She started to toss the soaked panties over her shoulder to follow her long-abandoned bra, but I caught her hand and pulled them from her."I'll take those!" I announced, and quickly brought them to my face where I could inhale her magic perfume. My cock was, quite naturally, absolutely rock-hard again as I drank in the combination of her scent from the panties and the sight of her fingers making light circles in her crimson pubic hair."Do you like my pussy juice?" Kristen purred at me."You know I do!" I said, and I extended the tip of my tongue to the moist material for a taste of her.Kristen's eyes were locked on me as I gave the cotton a lick, then another. I could hear her breathing quicken and as I glanced sideways at her I saw her left hand travel to her own mouth, carrying lubrication from her pussy to her mouth, whereupon she licked her own juices from her fingers in imitation of my action."That is so incredibly sexy" I managed to murmur."What else would you like me to do?" Kristen cooed.I nearly hit the roof, metaphorically speaking, as I knew I had an open invitation for several possibilities. I weighed my options (quickly! Before the moment passes!) Decided against pulling off the road for a quickie, or a hand job/blowjob while on the road in favor of something I had wanted for some time: a masturbation show. Kristen had already shown me more today than ever before, but I was hungry for more."I want you to show me how you get yourself off when I'm not around""But, I...""No buts! I want you to finger yourself, and I want you to show me exactly what to do to each part of your body!"Kristen gave me a look of complete surprise, as I was not normally the type to bark orders. I mentally held my breath, hoping I had guessed right; that she really did need and want me to take control of this situation.I knew I had played it right when she smiled, nodded, and leaned back in the seat again, her eyes sliding closed. Her hands drifted back towards her puffy pussy lips, but I interrupted with another curt order "I said each part! Show me how you like your tits played with!"Her eyes flew back open in surprise. She looked towards me for a second, and then realizing that I was serious she raised her hands up and cupped her breasts for me."Like this?""Yes, that's a start."She began to massage her A-cup beauties, momentarily avoiding her nipples, just pressing into her soft white flesh with her fingers."Better," I breathed huskily.Kristen began to get into it; now that I had broken the barrier she was enjoying the ride. She massaged her chest more vigorously, grasping her small breasts in the palms of her hands and squeezing with a purpose. Her nipples became even more erect, and even her areolas stood out prouder than I had ever seen them. She teased herself by circling her fingers around the most sensitive part of her breasts, before completely surprising me by bringing her hands to her mouth alternately, licking each fingertip before returning to her swollen nipples to slide her newly-slick fingers across them. Her breathing was quickening again, and she began to pinch her nipples between forefinger and thumb of each hand.(please see part 2, I had to break this in two as it was too long for the site to handle in one post)