Road head

The next day of the road-trip had a different vibe than the first. Lindsey and I were both tired from fucking all night. We maybe got 4 hours of sleep. She was a little hungover from the bottle of wine. Once we hit the road, she curled up and tried to sleep in the passenger seat.

The day before was bright and sunny, and we drove with the windows down. Now it was dark and rainy. The rain and wind reduced the roads visibility. I had to really focus and my body was tense during the drive.

Near Cleveland we hit a lot of construction. It was backed up and we were moving slow. Lindsey was now awake, trying to blow her cigarette smoke out the crack of the window without getting soaked. The interstate was down to one lane when the traffic stopped moving. Our car was stopped with one semi truck in front and one behind us.

Lindsey scanned the radio until we heard a traffic report about a big accident a mile ahead of us. There was no where to go. We were stuck in my car, sitting in the rain.

We looked at me and said, “This is a good opportunity to pay you for today’s gas.” She unbuckled and crawled to lean over the center console. She unzipped my pants. I raised my hips enough to let her pulled them down. She took out my soft dick. Lindsey asked, “Are you sure this is the same dick from last night?”

She smiled before lowering her head and taking my cock into her mouth. I could feel the tension leave my body as I sat back and watched her dirty blonde head bob up and down in my lap. My cock grew in her mouth and she was able to suck less and less of it.

She lifted her head, “Yes, it’s the same big cock from last night.” She changed her technique and used her hand more. It wasn’t the best blowjob I had ever gotten but it was not bad. I occasionally looked up to make sure traffic hadn’t started moving.

After about 10 minutes of sucking, Lindsey said, “My neck is getting sore. Mind if I finish you off with my hands. I know it isn’t as sexy but sucking your fat cock is a lot of work.”

She gripped my cock with both hands like she was holding a baseball bat. She twisted her hands and stroked me at the same time. It felt incredible. I didn’t last much longer. I told her, “I’m gonna come.”

She immediately wrapped her lips around my cock tip and waited for my cum. She slurped and swallowed all of it. I was honestly worried that I was going to spurt all over my steering wheel.

“How’d you like that?” Lindsey asked. She looked so cute and innocent sitting there even after she had just done that.

“It was worth at least a tank of gas.” I placed a hand on her thigh and squeezed. “It doesn’t look like the traffic will be moving for a while.” I moved my hand to her tight stomach and slipped my fingers inside the elastic waistband of her shorts.

Lindsey responded, “How’d you know I got so turned on my sucking your cock? I’m already so wet.” I move the fabric on her thong to the side and insert the tip of my middle finger into her wet pussy. She moaned, “Please make me come before traffic starts. If you do, you win a special prize.”

I loved that she made it a competition. But her incentive didn’t speed me up, in fact it made me slow down. I teased her pussy and made her beg me for more. She squirmed in her seat as I massaged the inside of her tight pussy.

When I thought she was ready, I inserted my ring finger in addition to my middle finger. I really started finger fucking her while keeping pressure on her clit. She bucked her hips then arched her back as she came.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck. Chandler you are a fucking animal. I might have to marry you.” She caught her breath, and then lit a cigarette. She rolled down the window. “Are making it to Chicago tonight or tomorrow? I’m not in a hurry. I just want to know how much time I have left with you.”

“It depends how long we have to sit here. But we’ll get there late tonight.” She looked disappointed to hear this. At that point, the semi truck in front of us started to move.

Lindsey laughed, “You only beat the deadline for making me come by a couple minutes. You’re so lucky. Want to know what your prize is?”