Autobahn-racing

“WOOOOO-HOOOO!” Jessica squealed with delight as she shifted the GT2 back one gear and was pressed into the driver's seat as she blasted past the black Ferrari, her knuckles blanching around the steering wheel as a fresh wave of adrenaline coursed through her body.

“Suck on that, motherfucker!” she grinned with a glance into the rear-view mirror, seeing that the other car sped up to overtake her once more.

The game had been going on for twenty minutes now as Jessica chased around the autobahn. For the first hour or so Jessica had driven around some smaller roads around Amsterdam, getting accustomed to the beautiful red rocket she had just earned herself before she had moved on towards the German border, eager to test her vehicle's true potential with no bothersome speed limit.

It was exhilarating! She raced along the left lane with well over 120 miles per hour, reducing the other cars to mere bystanders as she took advantage of the broad, straight road, having a good time.

Almost an hour into her fun she had met her worthy opponent. Initially she had just shot past the black Ferrari like all the others, but it seemed that this driver was not having it and her eyes had widened like saucers when suddenly it blurred past her, roaring angrily.

Not backing down she had put the pedal to the floor and had overtaken once again, accepting the challenge, so the two of them flew at low altitude, perfectly synchronized, across western and northern Germany.

“Ass!” she cursed with a smirk as the Ferrari once again passed her and was just about to get ready when she saw him indicate to the left, slowing down. “Huh?!” she frowned as the black car swapped all the way to the right lane, slowing to a comparable crawl as he approached an autobahn rest area.

Not wanting to loose her playmate just yet as she also felt like she could use a break, Jessica spontaneously decided to follow, braking to fall in line behind the black car onto the rest stop.

It really wasn't much there, just a dozen – currently empty – parking spots, two trash cans and a picnic table, surrounded by trees, just a spot for exhausted drivers to take a break, but it would do her just fine she decided as she pulled her Porsche into the spot next to the Ferrari.

“Geiler Schlitten!” she heard the man shout over the noise of the cars chasing past them as they got out.

“I'm sorry?!” she apologized with a sweet smile, slamming her door shut and walking over to the man who had emerged the other car. He was a bit older than her, though not too much, maybe in his late thirties, with brown hair, tanned skin, blue eyes and a fashionable stubble. Adequate to his luxury cars he was dressed in fine clothes, black shirt and expensive jeans, everything fitting his muscular frame to a tee. It was obvious that he was working out!

As she approached him and checked him out it was obvious that he did the same and from the appreciative glint in his eyes she knew he liked what he saw.

“I'm sorry, I just complimented your car!” the man said, extending his hand with a charming, white smile, “And you are really using it nicely! My name's Thomas!”

“Jessica!” she smiled back, taking his hand, “And thanks, back at you! You definitely know how to drive...”

“Thank you! Yours?”

“No, I rented it. I'm on holiday in Amsterdam!” she explained, finding herself smiling flirtatiously at the man. God, what was up with her?! She had just had some good sex with Martin a few hours ago, but now, after her actions in Julian's office followed by adrenaline-fueled racing she felt almost eager for more action.

“Nice...” Thomas said with a wink, “Had enough of the dutch recreation and wanted some good old German adrenaline?”

“Something like that...”

“You want to see something?” Thomas asked, cocking an eyebrow.

“... sure?!” Jessica smiled mischievously, uncertain of the man's intentions as he took her by the hand and pulled her along as he headed for the trees.

“Uhm... where are we going?” Jessica asked as they walked past the first trees out of sight of the cars of the autobahn and into the shadows of the trees, feeling just a pang of insecurity.

“Just wait a second!” Thomas told her, continuing to pull her along.

“Okay...” Jessica was aware that this was unorthodox, being dragged into the woods by a man she had literally just met a minute ago, but just as she was about to speak up again the trees in front of them parted.

“Wow!” Jessica gasped, stepping past Thomas as she took in the view. They stood on top of a hill, overlooking the landscape around. Green and golden fields, dotted with trees as far as the eye could see. A river meandered along slowly from one end of the horizon to the other and here and there a few old farm houses were scattered around. The whole thing was bathed in warm light by the afternoon sun. It truly was picturesque.

“Beautiful, isn't it?” she heard Thomas whisper as she felt him step up close behind her, his breath hot on the back of her neck. She felt his hands on her hips, touching her warm, bare skin as his crotch pushed against her hot-pants-clad butt. She could feel the outline of a nice, thick cock against the crack of her ass making his intentions clear...