I was really horny that morning and she knew it. Before we married, my wife and I had gone out of town on a road trip. We took my small sports car. Heading back, she said she wanted to drive, since she’d never driven a six-speed. So, she took us out on the road headed back home.
Once she was cruising down the two-lane highway, she reached over the center console and started rubbing my cock through my jeans. I was hard in a hurry. She unzipped my jeans, pulled my cock out and slowly started playing with the head. I shuddered. I unbuttoned my jeans and shoved them down to my knees.
Precum quickly became lube and I let out a moan. I pulled my shirt up, then off. I was nearly naked in the passenger seat with my cock sticking straight up.
Cars passed in the other direction every 30 seconds or so. Being in a sports car, we were very low to the ground. I’m not sure how many saw this nearly naked man getting jacked off as they flashed by in the other direction, but with every caress I started being less concerned about being seen.
My cock in her hand was aching. I started raising my hips, slowly fucking her hand. When I did, it made it easier for her to stroke the full length. Soon I was raising my cock up to steering wheel height with every thrust. I’d drop down as cars came at us, but push back up the instant they were gone.
I was getting closer and closer, caring less and less what others saw. All I cared about was her hand sliding up and down my very slick, rock hard cock. I was on the edge. Suddenly I saw a bus coming toward us in the other lane. I couldn’t drop down in my seat. I was too close. There I was, virtually naked with my cock thrusting into her hand for all those passengers to see. I saw faces looking down into our car as we sped past with my hardon, wrapped in her fingers, visible through the windshield.
Just as the rear of the bus flashed by, my cock started gushing. I came all over my chest and stomach with a loud groan. More cum glazed her hand. Finally, I sank to my seat, her hand rising to the head of my cock as I did. The sensation was too strong and I rose up again, just for a second, then settled to my seat. She loosened her grip and caressed my sticky dick. I lifted her hand and kissed it, then slowly started cleaning up.
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