I was playing with a small time rock group. As we were all college students at the time we would book a tour during the summer months off from school. How my sister in law was involved.
It wa 1971 and the band with which I was playing had booked our second tour of the summer. We were pretty small time, you most likely never heard of the band unless you were one of the 1200+ people who bought our record. Pretty disappointing that was. Anyway, we are preparing to go on the road for 22 days. My wife had taken the time for her vacation. Her youngere sister who was going to be a junior in high school was going to accompany us and help with loading/unloading gear and sell our record and cassettes. Today they call it the merch table. We usually would play an evening at some crummy club, then pile into the vans and travel. If we got time we might get a motel room somewhere and have beds and shower. One of the other guys in the band had his girlfriend out with us so that meant 3 females along with 4 guys. That would mean sleeping was usually 3 females in one room and the 4 guys in another. It had been several days since my wife and I had sex, and I was a horny guy. We had pulled out of Tucson, headed for Amarillo 2 nights later. We drove quite some time, with me at the wheel. Finally I was too tired and when we stopped at some truck stop we switched and I took the back, my sister-in-law in front and the wife driving. I was trying to get to sleep but was sooooo horny. I was rubbing my dick through my pants but that was not helping me get to sleep. Finally I just quietly unzipped my pants and pulled them down about to free Mr. Johnson and the twins. I was now able to enjoy the stroke! I was being quiet, hell I had an underage kid sitting in the seat just a few feet in front of me. As I continued to stroke it felt oh, so good! I quietly licked my hand to add a little lube to make things a bit silkier. Mmmm, it felt so nice and it had been so long since I had cum. I began to have that wonderful feel we all know. My dick was swelling just a bit. My balls began to retract upwards. Soon I erupted in several good strong jets of semen that I trapped with my left hand. Wow, it felt so good to release those several days of built up sexual tension. I recall grabbing some piece of dirty clothing from the laundry bag and wiping up, getting my pants back into place and falling asleep for a few hours. When we next stopped, it was early morning in some little town and we were going to gas up and get breakfast. We had finished breakfast, we all used the restroom and sort of "cleaned up a bit" in the restroom and then would soon be under way again. My wife had not emerged from the restroom yet when my cute little sister-in-law moved a bit closer to me and quietly asked if I felt better. "Better, what? I have been fine." "You know, you were beating your meat right behind the seats this morning." Busted. "You were pretty quiete but I happened to notice what you were doing. I couldn't really see but I could tell. Plus, I have enough experience to know what semen smells like. I am hardly the good girl." "Sorry if I offended you." "It's ok, we all need to do it sometime." Right about then another member of the band walked up and a few seconds later my wife came out of the restroom and we all piled into the vans and hit the road. NOTHING, not another word, has ever been said about that incident since that morning. I would say we still see each other about 6 or 7 times a year. I wonder if I could bring it up and get her to rub one out while I watched?
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