Sexy CEO - Road Trip (Part 1)
The woman stopped the car in a service station parking lot and turned off the engine. They were about a third of the way to their destination, and it was time for a quick break to switch seats.
Unclipping her seatbelt, she felt the relief of it releasing from between her breasts. She was wearing minimal clothing, so it had been rubbing against her skin for over half an hour, causing discomfort.
The others in the car were already freeing themselves from their restraints, getting out to stretch their legs. The conversation was awkward as the two men in the back discussed the duration of the pit stop.
The guy in the front seat was the head machinist of her company, and he needed to readjust his trousers. She glanced over at him, but he shook his head and left the car to head towards the entrance. She couldn't help but feel a little let down.
The man behind her was the delivery driver, taking a break from his usual responsibilities, and the guy next to him was a sales staff member. They had planned to take turns sitting in the front passenger seat, and the large lorry driver was next in line. Knowing how excited he was for this opportunity, she understood his eagerness.
They still had a distance to go before reaching the convention, but the time was slipping by smoothly.
Getting out of the car, she adjusted her skirt, which was a bit too short for her. It barely covered her stockings, and exposed more than she would have liked. One of the men had already noticed. Her tight, low-cut blouse hid her breasts when standing, but she knew that any lean forward would reveal them to their full extent.
The belt had twisted her blouse, leaving her right breast exposed for the previous forty-five minutes of driving. Straightening the fabric, she tried to appear decent.
Her feet ached from the six-inch black stilettos she was wearing. Standing and placing one foot in front of the other, she stretched them out.
Finally, she stretched her arms and hands, clasping her wrists in her fists and raising them up. The stress on her left arm from her manual effort during the drive caused further strain.
Looking over at her passengers, they were also stretching their legs and hands to regain some circulation. The delivery driver was checking her out, his friendly face beaming as he admired her.
She was aware of their gazes fixated on her, and it brought a smile to her face. The older man was like her age and had grey hair, while the young lad from sales was about 25 years younger. Both of them seemed enthusiastic about her.
Suddenly, she felt the urge to hike up her skirt and let it ride up, exposing her bare thighs. She had been sitting in the car for almost an hour, and she'd been getting wet from the stimulation of being driven. Bending over the hood of the car would give her a chance to air out the dampness, as well as showing herself off to the older man she had a casual attraction to, and the young dude.
Looking at her reflection in a car window, she saw that she was sending out a very slutty vibe. Her exercises had caused her skirt to rise up, exposing a significant amount of her legs. She considered adjusting her clothes, but decided against it.
The convention was important for her struggling business. A provocative outfit was necessary to draw attention. The other men in the car were engaging in driving games she had suggested. There could be other people in other cars nearby, paying attention to her, but she was becoming accustomed to such a situation and the ever-present staff support.
Soon, the machinist emerged from the men's room, taking his slow walk back to the group. The delivery driver got into the passenger seat, and the guy from sales climbed into the back.
It was time to go.
She settled back behind the steering wheel and fastened her seatbelt, anticipating the young guy in the back would feel up her exposed breasts at some point.
Everyone was ready. Starting the engine and shifting gears, she checked for any other traffic before driving away.
As she got back onto the deserted freeway, she activated the cruise control and let her left arm hang from the passenger seat.
The man wearing a baseball cap had already started taking off his pants and was exposing himself for her promise. Now he rested his head against the seat, his hands at his side, and took a deep breath.
Aware of what was asked of her for the driving game, she seized the opportunity and took hold of what was presented to her, feeling its thickness.
He was already hard. She squeezed it gently and could hear his breathing change as it started to throb in her hand. She traced a fingertip across the tip and felt the bumps of his glans. Glancing down from her intense focus on the road, she noticed that he was completely filled and leaking.
He felt different from the machinist during their first driving session, having a larger piece of equipment. He also got erect more quickly and there was less protrusion to contend with this time.
Her personal goal was to make all three men reach climax before they reached their destination. The white-haired machinist had exploded in her hand and leaked a little cum into his pants earlier. She would have loved to clean him up with her mouth before he went to the bathroom, but he had declined, now both relaxed and modest. The new passenger in the front seat seemed less shy and certainly more proud.
She felt the ache between her legs and wondered if she could match his desire for climax to coincide with the next service station stop, about 20 miles away.
Stroking up and down his shaft, she did some mental math and wondered if she could make him orgasm in exactly 15 minutes. With a quick detour and using a quiet area of the car park, he would be ready to ejaculate onto her as she leaned over the car, one side or the other. Or maybe just a quick smooch over once the car was stationary and a final suck to catch his final explosion in her mouth. It had been the additional perk she offered last week to the three men. The older man hadn't taken advantage of it, but she would bet both the other men would take her up on the offer.
The promise of using both her ends was open for the journey to and from the conference, which would be equally risky and thrilling in the moment.
Taking spit in her palm for some lubrication, she coated his helmet before rubbing his cock again.
She widened her thighs slightly and saw that he had a full view of her inner legs when she stole a look down. Strangely, one of her lips protruded and was now resting on her thigh, creating a lewd image.
She heard him exhale and felt him get to his full length with her touch. Her driving game was back in progress, with the younger man still to look forward to at the next passenger swap.
Excitedly, she licked her hand, then moistened her palm once more. Slow and gradual was the plan to win this race.
The car was running on autopilot, its speed controlled by the cruise control. She carefully steered left and right when necessary, overtaking calmly without interrupting her gentle hand movements.
Her intention was to take him to the edge of orgasm by the time the services stop appeared. The signs along the road showed the distance remaining, and it seemed she had about eight minutes left.
His breathing was getting deeper and she noticed that his eyes were open, which made her aware that he was on the verge of ejaculation. She couldn't let him go just yet, however, since she was now almost certain she could feel his impending climax. [
The car was driving itself thanks to the cruise control, the speed kept in check. Her eyes glued to the road, she gently steered left and right as needed, all while maintaining her action on his shaft.
Convinced that she could make him reach orgasm in the following service station visit, she entertained various fantasies: bending forward and onto the car one side or other to offer herself, or leaning over as soon as the car was motionless and taking his final burst into her mouth. She had suggested this to all three men the night before, with equal excitement from them all.
Her plan was to get him near climax before they arrived at the services stop. The signs along the road indicated there were about seven miles left before the rest area.
Listening to his breathing, she guessed he was nearing climax. She made her way over to him. He stroked her boobs, and the rough calluses on his fingers did more than just stimulate her body. The pleasure was mutual, with both of them understanding this was solely for his erotic satisfaction.
Unable to delay the inevitable for much longer, she reached his swollen member, and, with her fingertips, squeezed the tip forcefully, causing him to arch his back. Spasms shook him as he came all over her hand. She hung on for a moment, her nails digging into his thighs. Then she released his penis and it deflated somewhat. It was time to pick up the pace to avoid another one reaching organism while still on the road.
Once more, she formed a fist around his cock. Relieved that he was done, the young man in the back seat put his hands on her breasts. She couldn't help but feel his touch. His hands were calloused and it thrilled her. She was in heavy traffic, softly murmuring and moaning, choosing to ignore the honking horns and angry shouts from the other drivers. Her satisfaction depended on her subject's pleasure, so disregarding them helped keep her composed. Having tasted his precum a little earlier, she wished she could do it again to make it more exciting.
With a thought, she remembered it was during the nighttime, so there was even more anticipation now.
She gently caressed his penis and tenderly nibbled on his tip. Her senses told her that the pre-cum was both flavorful and copious. Looking over at his face, she noticed that it too was reacting.
A sinister grin spread across her face.
During their recent business trip, she had suggested that all three men pleasure themselves before they reached their coastal destination. One of them had already fulfilled this desire. The second was on the verge of climax, and she desired the younger, inexperienced one from this point forward.
She would gladly expose her bare, aroused vagina to the seat while on the journey, knowing it would be soaked through by the time they arrived. The type of material would compensate. Perhaps she'd even sponge it up with her tongue for a taste later.
Less than a mile left. This signified it was time to escalate him towards climax.
She stroked down to his balls, which were heavy and swollen. There was an inkling in her mind that this man had been maintaining celibacy in anticipation for this very event.
The older man had been lying to himself about not staring at her while she stroked the other passenger. She noticed that he remained silent and respected from where he sat, while the person behind him pretended to be uninterested in the scene.
Though she hadn't glanced away, her focus on the road made it impossible for her to witness what was transpiring before her. Thus, her tactile senses had to carry the day. She guided and advised according to her instincts.
Three miles left.
The car turned into a parking lot and swung in towards the farthest distance from the building. It was early morning, and there were fortunately few other vehicles. The outdoors were almost empty, making it the ideal place for their tryst.
Quiet.
Peaceful.
Praise the serendipity.
She exited the vehicle while hastily unfastening her seatbelt. With no time to waste, she quickly ran to his side and began to stroke up his thigh until she reached his crotch. She swiftly yanked down his pants, exposing the length of his arousal.
Forgetting about apparel modesty, she attached her lips to his cock as it throbbed in front of her.
Eager to feel him go deep inside her, her hands grabbed for his waist, attempting to pull his trousers down.
One more mile to go.
They had reached the grassy strip next to the trees where other owners walked their pets.
Private.
Vacant.
A relief.
As she unclipped herself from the dashboard and darted around to his side, she pulled open the passenger door. There was no hesitation now.
However, he was departing.
Dammit.
Forced back through the door, her legs stayed outside while the rest of her body leaned in, desperately trying to get him into her eager pussy. The two passengers in the rear seat were mere inches away from her face. She did not care about their presence.
One of them was occupied with her breast, using his hand not wanting to miss out. The driver had his palms on her ass cheeks, widening them for better penetration.
Her vagina ached for more.
She felt him inside her, filling her completely. His fingers found her hair and yanked her back, impaling her on his shaft.
Bossy. Rough.
Their swallowing was eager. But it hadn't been about caring. It was about command and pure use. It didn't matter if anyone else saw her nudity.
Someone's hand gripped her throat.
Suddenly, his penis pulsed…
Spurting. Cum filling her.
Roaring in pleasure, he held himself against her as he convulsed, filling her with his seed thrillingly.
So much had happened. Disappointment filled her as she felt his cock ease out of her. Although spent, she craved more.
She gently stepped back from the entryway, seemingly of her own accord, and knelt down on her haunches to absorb his shaft into her mouth for the final instances of his top-notchness, savoring the sensation of him in her mouth following his time inside her vagina.
Biting intensely on him, she could tell by his body language that he appreciated her actions and was remaining harder than she had initially supposed.
Thoughts of his semen dripping from her vagina were eclipsed by her eagerness to experience her own stimulation on him until he captured a palpable amount on his fingers and presented it to her mouth.
Without hesitation, she switched her focus to his fingers and eagerly sucked them clean, virtually oblivious to the fact that all three gentlemen were now observing her.
An additional bundle on his fingers.
She widened her knees as much as possible and gazed up into his face with the unexpressed entreaty that he would collect directly from her extremely open vagina for the subsequent sample.
He acceded.
Feeling his harsh fingers groping insensitively at her most vulnerable area in pursuit of his own ejaculation took her to the fringe of her own public climax. That hadn't been a part of the game she had put forward, but the prospect was becoming a reality.
The youngest guy had exited the car and was currently standing next to her, his extended trousers alluding to his own excitement, the most seasoned one leaned in and sat behind her on the passenger seat, legs outside the door and on opposite sides of her to support her immobility.
So considerate.
The driver's cock was again becoming engorged with each scoop of semen he amassed from her vagina and inserted into her mouth, alternating what he was presenting to her mouth with his steadily hardening cock.
It was too much.
She climaxed powerfully, appreciative of the sympathetic and seasoned older gentleman who took her weight as she convulsed where she hunkered down, beside the car in a public parking lot, her eyes tightly closed in an attempt to deny how slutty she was being.
As she reopened her eyes, she now had two dicks in front of her.
It appeared the youngest guy couldn't wait for her attentions during the journey and had freed himself.
Uncut, his cock seemed marginally thinner but longer than the driver's, which remained mere inches away, and without thinking, she enshrouded her unfastened mouth around it.
The driver was now controlling her head. Assigning her sucking actions. Swapping her from one to the other.
The older man now had his hands on her and was pinching her breasts. Shaping her flesh, and twisting her nipples.
The younger guy was getting extremely turned on now. He wouldn't last long. The driver, she felt, had completed his orgasm and was now only enjoying the experience. He had stopped bending to collect at her vagina, but her own fingers had assumed his place and were manipulating her clit.
Any second now.
It seemed she climaxed in the most perfect manner possible. At the precise moment the younger salesman thrust into her throat, she had someone's fingers kneading her nipples and her own fingers had orbited her crotch, and the driver was stroking his cock into her face.
