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Stacy and I had finished all the paperwork.  Renting a motor home for two weeks took a lot of signing and agreeing.  It was late July and we were heading north where we didn't have a plan or care.  We were looking forward to a fun adventure in the southwest.  

The vehicle was big;  a nice bedroom in the back with a queen-size bed, a dresser and a TV.  Then forward of the bedroom was a fairly nice bathroom with a shower that looked like it could hold two people... which I was hoping it would eventually.  Then a kitchen with a booth-like table that could fit four snugly.  From there, you could step right into the cab area of the vehicle. The weather was hot, as in sweaty hot. We had AC, but, being mechanically inept, I was leery of using it for fear of overheating.

The first hours of the trip were fun and filled with a bit of figuring out how things worked, such as how to pull on and off the highway in a rig much larger than we had ever experienced.  The first night, we had a small campsite booked, so we were able to park and get some sleep without any problem.  But, as the sun came up and we headed out on the open road, we had no other reservations or plans. After all, this was our spontaneous road trip adventure.  

By the way, I'm Tim, thirty-eight, 5'5", 145lbs and my wife Stacy, who I know I'm lucky to be with, is 5'1", 109lbs.  I remember because she always says 109lbs and never 110lbs. In spite of her tiny frame, Stacy has 36 c tits, and an ass that isn't big but is very tight and her firm little bubble butt fills out any pair of jeans amazingly.  Stacy isn't naive by any means;  she knows by now, (she is thirty-four),  that she has a body that all men want to get their hands on.  I know it as well.

We have been married seven years and Stacy briefly had an affair with her ex-boyfriend about two years ago.  While I call it an affair, and although it wasn't exactly a love affair, it still hurt bad and really wounded my manhood.  The fact that I learned later that it was largely a physical thing between them didn't soothe my fears of losing her.  It lasted about two to three months.  The last month or so of the affair she was open with me about it and once even asked me to drive her to his house when her car wouldn't start.  I know it sounds bad, and it was, but I stayed by her and she did eventually stop seeing him.  But to be very clear, Stacy and I get along great.  We both have a fun/silly side and have a lot of laughs together.  We rarely ever argue.  We truly enjoy each other's company.  A number of times in our seven years together people have said we seem like brother and sister.  

So back to the road.  We had covered about 400 miles so far and the trip was going great.  I opened my side window a bit and let the wind from the road cool me while Stacy split her time between being my co-pilot (which often meant putting her feet on the dash and painting her toenails or playing with the radio), and getting us drinks and snacks as we drove.

Seeing her climb back in and out of her seat was a big treat for me.  Stacy was wearing a white pair of stretchy short shorts, I think they are made of Lycra or spandex.  They were very short and fit her like a second skin. Her legs, tanned, toned and perfect, were on full display.  And that ass, oh my god, I can never get used to seeing her butt.  It's insane.  I nearly drifted out of my lane by staring at her.  

Stacy always acts as if she doesn't know or realize when men are staring at her ass...but she knows.   Accompanying those little white shorts was a white tee that also clung to her body.  It was a midriff, so it only went about two or three inches below the bottom of her tits.  You could see her flat toned tummy.  Even though it was just Stacy and me alone in the motor home, I was kind of bothered by the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. 

But then I realized...who was going to see?  If we stopped, I assumed she would put something on because her nipples were visible.  I'm not a prude, but I'm not the kind of guy that's comfortable showing off his wife.  I'm a pretty small and skinny guy and wouldn't want to have to get into a fight with anyone that might hit on her. 

Around one p.m. we pulled off the side of the highway onto a gravel pull-off area.  It was so cool just turning the motor home off and walking back to the kitchen table and having a refreshing drink and a sandwich.  It was hot, so we opened the side door which was facing away from the road.  The traffic in the area was very sparse,  so the vehicle provided a bit of shade as well as a slight cool breeze.

This type of adventure was new to us, but we were having a great time.  No plans, no itinerary, no schedule.  Over lunch, I looked at a map and Stacy searched her laptop to find a suitable spot to pull off the highway for the night.  We found a few potential spots and soon were back on the road.  The sun was slowly setting to our left as we cruised along. 

The terrain began to leave the desert behind and became more rolling hills with trees becoming more common.  The idea we came up with over lunch was to just take a side road off the highway and find a place to park for the night.  These side roads were just roads.  There were no shops or houses.  Just roads that must lead somewhere, but it wasn't like we were pulling up in front of someone's house.  Just trees and land as far as the eye could see.

Shortly after sunset, we had found our spot.  It was around two miles off the highway under a tall group of shady oak trees.  It turned out that this might have been a spot where people could walk down to a creek that we discovered about 250 feet from where we were parked.  But there was no sign of anyone and as night fell we felt safe no one would be showing up. 

Stacy and I had some dinner, drank a few beers and felt safe enough to take a walk down the road and it was wonderful; no vehicles came from either direction the entire evening.  Seeing Stacy in those shorts all day had me very eager for the night ahead although she teased me a bit about being like a little kid staring at her.  

A bit later, we ended up making out in the bedroom.  While Stacy and I have been together seven years, I still felt lucky to be with her, but also I carry a dread of inadequacy.  In addition, to be a pretty short and skinny guy, I'm not exactly packing down below.   Fully hard, I'm around 4-4.5 inches.  The other curse for me is that with Stacy, I tend to cum rather quickly.  I am not lying when I say I have watched Stacy undressing slowly in our bedroom and have accidentally cum in my pants.  It's always been a bit of a problem for me since high school.  Stacy has never made it an obvious issue other than those two months she was seeing her ex-boyfriend.

I had learned to be good with my hands and tongue, and I fully believed I made her happy.  Unfortunately, on this night, under the stars in our cozy motor home, I came after about two minutes of sex.  As always when that happens, she kissed my forehead and said she loved me.  I tried to make Stacy cum with my fingers on her clit, but it didn't happen.  We were both tired from the day.  I promised her I'd try again in the morning. 

Around eight a.m., I got up and didn't see Stacy next to me and instantly panicked.  So I called for her and got no answer.  I flew out of the motor home and didn't see her.  I called out to her and nothing.  I ran down to the creek and found her sitting on a rock, knees up with arms resting on her knees, just enjoying the peaceful setting.  I instantly calmed down and realized how silly it was for me to be worried. 

We were off in the middle of nowhere. The setting around us was so beautiful and tranquil.  We sat by the water for a bit and then walked back.  We cleaned up the motor home and folded up the two chairs we had sitting outside under the trees.  It was around ten a.m. and we figured we'd head out and see where the highway took us.  With everything packed and stowed away, we hopped in the front seats and I turned the key.  And then I turned it again.  And again.  Come on you motor...start! 

"Shit," I said as Stacy and I stared at the dashboard, both of us hoping to hear the engine turn over.

"Will it start?"  Stacy asked, in a tone that inferred I had any clue.

 "Honey, you know as well as I do I don't know the first thing about engines."

 I tried again, waited a minute, and tried again.  Nothing.

"Son of a bitch!"  I shouted.

The reality of my lack of mechanical knowledge was glaring now.  Stacy looked at me and she could tell by the look on my face that we were stuck.  It may have been my own mind torturing me, but I could feel Stacy's disappointment. I stood and walked back to the kitchen and paced the floor.

"Ok, we're stuck but we have plenty of food and water and it's not winter so the night air won't be too cold.  Our cell service is sketchy here, but if we walk the two or three miles to the highway we can either flag someone down or perhaps get better service."

Those were my thoughts.  That was the reality.  Keep calm.  Don't worry,  we can fix this.  The more I talked it out, the more I realized it might be a blessing. We loved the spot we were in and who knows, maybe we wouldn't find a better one.  Stacy liked the creek and the road west looked like our own private trail into the mountains.

Not a single car had come or gone on the road since we had been here.  The feeling we had was this was like our own little private place.  Stacy today was wearing nothing more than a tee-shirt and a pair of her cute bikini-style underwear.  Nothing else.  But it seemed fine.  We were all alone, the temperature was already around eighty-five by noon so, why not?  The cute yellow tee she wore clung to her tiny frame and went no further than an inch below her amazing ass.  I could occasionally see a glimpse of her black thong underwear peeking out from under her tee-shirt.  She sat there in the passenger seat seemingly trying to make the best of the situation as she brushed her silken blond hair behind her ear.  God, I was a lucky guy.  

"Well,  I guess we're here for a day or two since it's Saturday and even if we found a place, they likely aren't gonna be open till Monday," I said, rationalizing things as I spoke. 

We unfolded the chairs, set them outside the door and settled in for the day.  After fiddling around looking, I realized I couldn't even find out how to open the hood of the motor home, and what did it matter, it was all a mystery to me anyway.  So, I tried to make the best of it.  

We had lunch around one p.m. and took a walk down the road, maybe a mile or so, and realizing that the sun would be setting soon, we turned and headed back. Stacy said she wanted to go see if she could find the little "fishies" that were in the creek and I certainly didn't want to disappoint my lovely wife.  I figured since she was in nothing but a tee-shirt and underwear, it was best we didn't stray too far from the motor home in case anyone happened by as we walked.  We got back and I told her to have fun with her fishies and that I would begin getting dinner ready for later.   I had been in the motor home about ten minutes when a truck pulled up.

That's when it happened.  I had no idea that this was the beginning moment that would forever change our lives.  As I stood in the kitchen cutting some vegetables, a truck pulled up in front of the motor home and stopped.  The engine shut off.   I peeked out thru the windshield and noticed one person inside.  The guy in the truck just sat there for like three minutes, then five minutes.  Finally, his door swung open and he got out.  He instantly looked menacing.  

He was easily 6'5" and 250lbs.  He had a black tee-shirt and jeans on and for some reason was wearing leather work gloves.  He took a casual look around and headed for the door of our motor home.  I wasn't sure if I felt relief or worry.  I know I was scared.  So I nervously went to the door and opened it and said hello while still standing in the motor home doorway.  He looked about twenty-five and was every bit of 6'5".  I looked at him almost eye to eye until I stepped down out of the motor home.  When my feet landed on the ground, it was almost comical.  I looked like a child next to him.

 "Hi, how are you?  I'm Tim, my...I'm just passing through and thought I'd stop here for a bit and my motor home wouldn't start."

I realized as I was talking that I was trying to get him to think it was just me.  The idea came out of me before I could think it through.  I guess I was more scared than I thought.  He looked at the two chairs sitting there and then back over at me.  I stood trying not to shake.  

He slipped his thumb on his belt buckle and spoke...

"Is that right?  Well, I'm Rick and I'm also just passing through and was feeling a little thirsty, friend.  So, how's about you go and get me a cold beer from inside your rig."

He said it in a tone that wasn't asking...but more telling.  I was careful not to look past him toward the creek.  I just nodded yes and went inside and as I did, I could hear him follow me.  I wanted to tell him to wait outside but was too afraid. 

Once inside, he took a look around and luckily, there was nothing of Stacy's laying around.  I opened the fridge and grabbed a beer and handed it to him.  He took the beer and it looked like a miniature can in his hand.  

Any thoughts of him taking the beer and leaving went out the window when he leaned up against the kitchen table and opened the can.  His back was to the creek, where Stacy was, so that was good.  I stood there trying to figure what to do, or say, or not say. 

His black tee-shirt was tight to his lean muscled body.  His arms like steel and covered in tattoos, his jeans snug and covered in dirt.  He looked like he might have been a mechanic.  I thought about telling him our...my troubles with the motor home but fear and instinct told me not to.  

The air was definitely filled with tension...but none coming from him.  Then he spoke.  

"So...just you out here all by yourself, hey Timmy?"
   
I nodded yes.

As he took another slug of his beer...my eyes caught something out of the window to the right, it was Stacy on the trail back to the motor home.  She looked so carefree as she walked right towards us, with daisies in her hand, in nothing but a yellow tee-shirt and black bikini underwear.

Rick luckily was looking the other way so I frantically tried to catch Stacy's attention and wave her away.  She saw me and instead waved back, smiling and continued towards us.  

Rick was finishing his last slug of beer when the motor home door suddenly opened and, still leaning against the table, saw Stacy for the first time.  My heart sank.  As Stacy climbed the two steps she looked to her left and saw this unexpected giant standing so casual and relaxed in our motor home.  

"Oh, hello," Stacy said in a caught off guard slightly nervous tone. 

I decided to chime in and introduce everyone, but before I could, Rick stood up and turned to Stacy and looked down at her.

"Well, hello there little, one. I'm Rick." 

He set his beer can down, took off his leather glove and reached to shake her hand.  She nervously offered her hand which quickly disappeared in his.  Rick turned slightly and looked over his shoulder at me.

"Well, well, Timmy boy, I don't recall you mentioning you had yourself a fine little thing like Stacy here."

He turned and leaned back against the table once again and I could now see that Stacy looked like a little child next to him.  She stood there, clearly growing scared, clutching her delicate flowers.  She set them on the counter and tried to act casual.  She made her way towards me but as she passed Rick she realized there was only a small space to get past him.  She turned towards the sink and tried to slide past which caused her amazing ass to graze against his jeans and his bulge to brush along her lower back.  She got past and almost rushed into my arms.  

Rick looked casually out the front again and noted that it was getting dark.  He decided that rather than drive on in his pick up, he would stay the night here with us.  Apparently, we didn't have a say in the matter.  Stacy and I wanted to speak up.  To say something.  But neither of us could. 

Rick looked at the table.

 "This table folds into a bed, doesn't it, Timmy ?"   

"Yes...yes it does."  

The words Rick next spoke would send chills thru Stacy and me.  

"Well good. You should be right comfy out here then...don't you think, Timmy?"

I tried my best to stand up to his insinuation.  

"Listen, Rick, I don't mind you staying here if you have to.  But that pull-out isn't big enough for Stacy and me." 

I felt I had put my foot down.  I was certain Stacy was proud of me.  

Rick's reply let the air out of my brief assertiveness.  He looked at Stacy, who clung to me as she looked down, unable to hold his dominant eyes.   

"Well, you see. You're partly right about that, Timmy.  Little Stacy here won't be sleeping on that pull-out tonight."  

Stacy's grip on me tightened.  I knew she already hated this asshole every bit as much as I did.  Rick looked across at the kitchen counter and saw our bowl of fresh fruit.  He grabbed an apple and pulled out a large knife and began carving off pieces and eating them.  He told us to go on about our business of making dinner because he was hungry. 

Stacy and I looked at each other and nervously set about preparing dinner like we would have, except there was a gruesome tension in the air as we could hear his knife carve into the apple.

I stood side by side with Stacy at the kitchen counter as we made dinner with her standing there in what basically amounted to a tight yellow tee-shirt.

I could feel Rick's eyes probably staring at her bare legs and barely covered butt just a foot or two in front of him.  Earlier in the day, her outfit had me excited and now it had me scared to death.  Rick stood up and moved behind Stacy, leaning over her and looked at tonight's dinner, leaving no space between them. 

I noticed Stacy suddenly wince a little.  Her firm flat tummy now almost pressed against the counter. 

We finished making dinner and Rick sat at the table eating, with Stacy sitting in the booth seat across from him at his request.  Rick had me sit in the passenger seat of the cab which swiveled and allowed me to turn and face them as we ate.

He had his back to me and I could see Stacy.  She seemed nervous and scared.  I wasn't aware of it at the time, but Rick had slipped his boots off and had his foot resting on the seat across from him, between Stacy's legs.  Every once in a while, she would sort of suddenly jolt or gasp, even once dropping her fork on her plate. 

She seemed disgusted by Rick and finished her food as quickly as she could. 

Once she set her dishes in the sink, she came straight over to me and sat on the floor at my feet. The evening had become cool but when I felt Stacy lean back against my shins, she felt very warm, almost hot.  I worried she may be getting sick.  We sat at the front of the cab while Rick continued to eat his dinner. 

Finally, he stood up, left his plate on the table and went outside.  

Stacy and I whispered to each other about what we should do.  We had hardly any phone service and we certainly weren't going to apprehend him.  He was 6'5 of muscle and menace.  We quickly halted our whispering as he returned. 

He arrogantly climbed inside the motor home, grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked over to us.  He looked down at Stacy, opened his beer and took a long slug.  He stuck his giant hand down to her.  She looked at it and then back to me.  I sat there completely horrified.  I finally spoke up.

"Please, Rick, don't do this.  Please.  We don't want any trouble."

He took another slug of his beer and leaned directly over Stacy towards me.

Suddenly, he punched me hard in the face, knocking me out of the chair and I fell against the dashboard. 

Stacy screamed, and he grabbed a handful of her hair firmly.  She was scared to death and sat frozen in terror. 

He stood there looking down at Stacy kneeling on the floor.  She was looking up at him.  They stared at each other for an uncomfortable amount of time.  Maybe half a minute. It seemed like forever.  She never took her eyes off of his. 

Then, in a calm and confident tone, he spoke to Stacy.

"You ready for bed, Stacy?"

Then, to my shock and horror, she very slowly nodded yes as she continued looking up at him.

"Good girl."

He stepped to the side as we both watched her walk to the bedroom, Stacy's little body disappearing as she slowly closed the door.  Rick looked down at me as his hand tauntingly adjusted the very large bulge in his jeans.

He grabbed my arm and lead me to the dining table.  He made me pull it out and set the cushions so it turned into a small bed.  He looked around and saw what looked like a repair kit or toolbox that lay behind the driver's seat.  He opened it and found a roll of duct tape.  He then bound my hands behind my back and he told me to scoot in and rest my back against the window.  My legs were stretched out on the cushions. 

"If you try to get off this bed, I will make you regret it. Understand?"

I sat there, worried for our safety.  I nodded yes.

Rick turned and went towards the bedroom.  I waited for the door to close behind him.  But it didn't.  From my position, I couldn't quite see around the cabinets to the door.  But I never heard it close.  It was quiet.  The hot summer day had given way to a mild cool night. 

I could hear the sound of voices, but couldn't quite make out the conversation.

I sat there feeling so helpless.  Then, I heard something.  I listened closer.  It was quiet and then I heard a different sound.

It sounded like someone changing clothes.  I definitely heard a belt buckle.  I heard boots drop on the floor.  It was all so muffled, but I could hear.  Then, a sudden loud sound ripped through my ears.

"Smack!"

It definitely wasn't a face.  It was Rick's hand slapping Stacy's firm butt.  I knew it because immediately after the smack sound, I heard Stacy gasp in surprise. After that, I could hear the sounds of the bed creak and squeak as they must have gotten into bed.

More quiet and then suddenly, a very clear gasp by Stacy.

"HUUUH!"  

Followed by whispers...

"OH MY GOD!"

"Huuh...Pleeeez...I, I can't...I..."

The next sound I heard tore my heart out.  It was the very clear and distinct sound of kissing. 

Then for a minute, it was quiet.

Then, it began. I could make out Stacy's breathing suddenly.  Short abrupt breaths.

 "HUUH...HUUH...HUUH...HUUH"...then it was quiet again. 

Dead quiet for like a minute. Then, the sound of Rick's voice saying something to Stacy.  The bed began to squeak in a very rhythmic pace.  Slow, but rhythmic.  

Squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak...squeak.  

Then slowly, slowly, I could hear Stacy.  Her breathing began to become audible. Her grunts matched in time with the bed squeaking...  

"Unngh...Unngh...Unngh...Unngh...Unngh...Unngh..."

There was little doubt now...he was inside my wife.  The pace slowly...slowly..slooowwwly picked up...and as it did, Stacy's sounds became more clear...and louder.   This went on for four minutes...five minutes...six minutes...seven minutes...eight minutes...nine minutes...ten minutes!!  I remember because the digital clock on the kitchen counter kept torturing me with the minutes passing. The bed started squeaking right at 8:47pm. Around 8:51pm Stacy began to moan louder, she was no longer groaning.  She was moaning, and then around 8:54pm she could be heard.

" OH MY GOD...OH MY GOD...OH MY GOD...OHHH NOO...NOOO...FUUUCK...FUCK...FUCK...OHH GOD...NO...NO...FUCK...FUUUUCK..PLEEEZ...DON'T...MAKE...ME...I'M GONNA...!!." 

And then suddenly it happened...Right at 8:57pm, Stacy began a long guttural moan that went on for what seemed forever...

"OHHHGAWWWD...OHHHH...GAWWWD...OHH GAWWWD...OHHHH...I CUM...MMING...I...CUMM...INNG...GOD...OHH GOD...IM...CUM....MMM...IIINNGGG...I...CUM...MINNNG!!! " 

And then it went quiet.  My heart was on the floor, I was gutted. 

The motor home was literally shaking as she came. 

The daisies she had picked earlier in the day had fallen off the counter near me like a cruel reminder of our life before tonight.

Then, it got worse.  The sound of kissing started, passionate kissing, and the bed began to squeak again, in rhythm.  Until she came for him again.  I could hear their bodies moving and suddenly a loud slap, most definitely his hand on her perfect ass. 

That was followed by the sounds of his body slamming into her from behind...and Stacy once again building into a wild animal in heat.  I could hear Stacy begging and pleading with him to fuck her.  She tried so hard to speak in whispers to him as if by now, I could possibly have not heard her life-changing orgasm moments earlier. He slammed into her for another ten minutes.  I could hear the sound of their bodies moving around the bed and then, more sounds of fucking.  This went on and on, and as time slowly crept by, I realized that my fear was not for our safety, but for losing my precious Stacy.   

My mind raced with thoughts of maybe losing her forever.  I would never forgive myself.  I don't know what time it was when I finally must have either fallen asleep or passed out from Rick's punch.  I would not see Stacy until the sun was up.

End Chapter I

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Introduction: More adventures of my hot New Step sisters and New Huge Boob Step Mom More adventures of my hot New Step sisters and New Huge Boob Step MomRecap of previous Story - Went to prison for a year. Got out on parole. Went home to find my Dad got remarried. He is out of the country on business. My new Step Mom is super bodacious. Her two daughters turned out to be real big nymphos. They came home from private school. They put on a naughty fashion show. One thing lead to another and I end...

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The Road Trip

Note : This story is completely fictional! My name is David and I am 19 years old. I’m 6 feet tall and 213 pounds with an 8 inch dick. Let me tell you about Sarah before the story begins she is 18 about 5 feet 4 inches tall with 34c breasts. This is the story of the road trip we took together to Indiana last summer. Sarah Suggested that we take a road trip before we went to our separate collages after the summer was up. After a few hours of arguing about where we should go we decided to go see...

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Road Trip

Things were getting pretty hectic around our house so we decided to take a road trip. We called our friends in Las Vegas and told them we were coming up to see them. We got our daughter to watch the house and feed the animals, got the car ready and we were off. About an hour on the road and already I was feeling horny. I took off my bra, pulled my shorts aside so he could see my now moist pussy. Slowly I started playing with myself. He was trying to keep his attention on the road but found it...

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The Road Trip

The Road Trip By strangefun WARNING: This story contains graphic depiction of depraved sexual acts, sisification, sexual abuse, humiliation and torture. Read at your own discretion! I grip the steering wheel tightly as mile after mile on the dark, mid- night highway disappear under the wheels of the passenger van that I am driving through the emptier parts of the American Midwest. We are on the road trip to a vacation house in a secluded location, and the rest of the...

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Pitching A Tent Road Trip

As I sat in my apartment with my bag packed up and ready to go, I tried to stay positive about the weekend ahead."It'll be just as fun as it always is," I kept telling myself. But the message rang hollow. It didn't seem like that was going to be possible.The trip I had packed for was the annual McCormick boys camping excursion, and it was typically something I looked forward to every year. At its inception, it started as a family thing. All four of us — mom; dad; my brother, George; and myself...

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Hamper Hound 3 A Summer Road Trip

The remainder of my 3rd year of colleges seemed to drag on. The first few weeks after Christmas vacation were the roughest. It was the time of year when winter becomes depressing, grey skies, cold weather and snow playing a major factor. My mind was occupied not only by a heavier course load that semester, but also by Alena. I missed not only being in that big-ass, cozy bed with her, but also the excitement of our risky sexual adventures. I'd call her weekly from the pay-phone down the hall...

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FAMILY ROAD TRIP

By Oediplex Watching the folks do it. How I got to make it with mom. You can cum too! For all sons and mothers who ever thought about committing incest with their parent or child, this piece of erotic writing is produced to make you cum. We all need a cum. To that end . . May your every fantasy take flight! Oediplex 8==3~ Home is where the hard-on is raised Ever since I turned eighteen I had been listening to my parents make love. Each evening when they retired, I...

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Road Trip

A business trip from TN to FL was in order, and Steve invited Jim and Max, and of course, his Jeannie, for the 3 day weekend trip to central FL. The drive is about 10 hours so the group got on the road early. They took the truck, an F150 4 door, and headed south. After a stop for breakfast and bathroom, they got back on the road. Jeannie wore a revealing black top, low cut, with the top of her big breasts exposed. She wore a red skirt cut above the knee. Jeannie sat in front right, Max and Jim...

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A Fresh StartChapter 31 Road Trip

It was our last date of the semester. Finals were over and most of us had already taken off. I was sticking around for another week before heading out. I definitely wasn’t heading back to the old homestead! Before he went home, Joe Bradley and I boxed up all our shit and drove it over to Kegs. It had taken us several trips, but our boxes were now all moved in. I would be in the room before he was, so I told him I would sort it out at some point. It was a last date in several ways. Marilyn...

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Kitten 13 Road Trip

Kitten, 13, Road Trip By: Malissa Madison, aka, Bernice The ringing of the phone woke me from my sound sleep. Rolling over I looked past Samantha to the clock beside the bed. It was Two AM, who in the hell could be calling me at this time of morning? "Erika, we need to talk," said Vet my foreman out at the farm. "Can it wait until daylight?" "I'm afraid not." I heard strange noises in the background. "Where are you?" I began pulling on clothes as quickly as I could. "I'm...

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Road trip

Co-written with the delectable Sweet as CandyRed tipped fingers danced on the steering wheel in time to the heavy base, pounding from the speakers, as the wind whipped blonde ringlets into Lyra's mouth. With a grin, she scooped her hair into a messy ponytail at the base of her head. It was a small price to pay to have the roof down, she thought. Impatiently Lyra gunned the engine, and as she watched the lights shift from red to green, she peeled away with a squeal of tyres and a delighted...

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Life Changing Road Trip II

The kitchen table that turned into a pull-out bed was not very comfortable.  But, as daylight slowly rose over the hills to the east of us, the comfort of a pull-out bed was far from my main concern.  As I sat up, the horrifying reality of last night came flooding back into my mind.  What began so wonderfully as a road trip vacation for Stacy and I had turned into an unforeseen life changing situation.  I looked down the hall towards the bedroom door.  It was closed.  It was so quiet.  The air...

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Road Tripping

Once upon a time in college......it happened that I was dating a girl named Chrissie. Let me tell youfrom the start guys and gals, Chrissie was a hot little number who was hotfor cock. Specifically, she was hot for my cock and had been since she'dfound out how good I was from the other girls.And how big I was.She did everything within her power to get a piece of me.I thought right from the first that she was a hottie. And I couldpretty much tell right from the beginning that she was clearly...

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Public Masturbation on a road trip

My wife Donna and I have been married for quite a few years and we are as physically fit as we were in high school and she is a petite lady that can still get into a size two, Donna has butt length auburn hair and the cat green eyes to go along with that red hair, her breasts are high and firm and we both love to indulge in all forms of physical intimacy with each other. Now then, with all of that said, please allow me to share a true story with you that started out as a ‘well,...

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Naughty Road Trip

My name is Kathy and I've been a swinger and shared wife for many years. I'm married to a wonderful guy named Dave that encourages me to play as much as I like. Recently a buddy of Dave's named Rick asked Dave if he would like to keep him company while he drives down to his place in Florida and they could share the driving. Dave didn't have time to go due to other commitments but suggested that I go and keep Rick company. I thought it was a great idea since I've never driven to Florida before....

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Rick and Andy go on a road trip

Andy picks me up at 8 am, just as planned. I load my stuff in the back of his 1970 dodge van and jump in the shot gun position. Andy asks me to show him that I am ready, i smile at my hunk boyfriend and pull up my skirt to show him my lace panties and thigh high stockings. I lean in for a kiss and he pulls away. once on the highway he gives me that look, the look that says i should be devouring his cock, a look I beg for and always succumb to. I get on my knees , flip his shorts down and start...

2 years ago
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Tammy Takes A Road Trip

One evening the three of us, over dinner, decide to take a road trip to no where but just waste a day. We agree to leave Saturday around noon, and we'll flip a coin to see what direction to travel. Saturday morning I tell you that what I want you to wear. I've selected a mini skirt, a tight, button up cashmere sweater and a pair of heels. "I want you to button up the sweater just high enough to keep your tits from slipping out from under the sweater but no more. I want everyone to see your...

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The Road Trip

Cindy and I had decided that we needed to get away for a little bit so I took a week off work and we took off on a road trip. We're lucky that we can do it since our kids are grown and we're "empty nesters". Our road trips are usually pretty much unplanned–we both like to do things spontaneously. Cindy's a lot more spontaneous than I am but you'll see that in a bit. As usual, we left the house on Monday morning and, also as usual, didn't decide what direction we were going to go...

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Hot Threesome On Road Trip

After doctor Bandhan opened up the world of proper incest for me and my mom Soma, needless to say we fucked each other day and night. All day in class I would think about how mom would take off my clothes once I reach home..and how she will take a shower with me.. Mom was also extremely happy about what was happening. She wanted to do anything to please her darling son, so even if I’m just watching tv, she will come and sit next to me and at least play with my cock. She never refuses to suck...

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The Road Trip

Author’s Note: This story is a collaboration with my friend Hayes. Richard I opened my eyes, wondering, for a few moments, where the hell I was. Buffalo. Well, I guess somebody has to be in Buffalo. I swung my legs out of the hotel bed and sat on the edge for a few moments. I don’t smoke anymore, but the urge still comes over me in the mornings, especially mornings when I wake up in a city that I don’t really want to be visiting. I inched myself down onto the floor and did the first few...

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The Road Trip

“Oh Jolene, pull the car over. I hear a strange noise coming from the engine.” Sarah put her hand on Jolene’s forearm gently, but firmly. She didn’t want to scare her friend off the road, but it was the perfect spot to have her stop. She needed Jolene to sense urgency, but not panic.As Jolene slowed the car and pulled off to the side of the road, Sarah smiled to herself. The initial seed of doubt about the car had grown into full concern. Jolene would completely believe there was something...

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Road Trip

Road TripI just wrote this story and I would love all the comments you would like to leave for me.My family was driving across country to see my mom's side of the family....My dad was driving and my sister was sitting next to him up front. We had a big van with a bed in back. Mom was sleeping facing the front of the van and I was behind her. I suddenly felt her hand rubbing on my cock. Maybe she thought it was dad behind her at first. I don't know for sure. Then she pulled it out of my shorts...

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Road Trip

“Why? Does he have to ride with us?” I was almost screaming. “This was suppose to be a trip to the Painted Desert for just us!” Carrie replied, “Because he bought a car in Holbrook, and needs a ride out there!” “Then he can catch a bus, or a plane!” I stated loudly. “But he is gonna pay his way! And he would be good company for us!” Carrie argued. “But you use to fuck him like, What Everyday? No! He needs to get his own ride to Holbrook!” I continued to complain. “That was a long time ago,...

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Enjailed Chapter 1 Road Trip

..............-Well didn’t you know that driving drunk is breaking the law?-his question sounded too hasty and scared me even more.-Yes,….well…yea but…I didn’t think….that…..-I couldn’t speak, I was terrified, this couldn’t have been happening. Now I could see, that the other cop was looking at my ass with hungry eyes and I could swear I saw him grabbing his cock. I tried to close my eyes and make myself believe, that I was imagining it, I was gay after all, I have seen this in movies, it must...

4 years ago
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Heels The Ultimatum Chapter 6 Road Trip

Heels: The Ultimatum 6 - Road Trip By Deane Christopher Copyrighted 2003 Synopsis of Chapter 5: Kelly's Seduction What Gale did not know, and probably would never come to discern, was that the heels had used those lesbian couched fantasies of hers to fabricate a shadow, or if you will, an auxiliary libido, a libido that was heavily tinged with the pure essence from which manly desires arise. Whenever Dennis was operating as Kelly, Gale's shadow libido would kick in;...

3 years ago
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Identify Chapter 3 of 10 The Road Trip

Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Don't read if you are younger than 18 years old or not legally allowed to read adult material and all the usual disclaimers. Text in brackets [like this] is translated from barely decipherable lisp. A huge thank you to Oklaliz for the editing help. If you enjoy this, it is largely thanks to Oklaliz making it much more readable. Identify - Chapter 3 of 10 - The Road Trip "It was all a nightmare," Linna told...

3 years ago
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Summer Road Trip

Tom packed his car carefully, so that all the gear would fit. In addition to a couple duffle bags full of clothes, he had a tent, dining fly, camp stove, bags and a cooler of food, and other assorted equipment for a two week trip out west. He had graduated from UW Madison in June, and now, in mid-August, he was heading out on a long slow trip to California to start a new job. He wanted to make a vacation of it. He had shipped the rest of his clothes, books, and other belongings to his buddy,...

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Sibling Road Trip

Waking up early that morning and my sister and I had left early on our dream trip; it was to be a trip driving across America, seeing all the sights on our way to visit our aunt in Southern California. My sister and I had scrimped and saved for three years to purchase the car, gas, clothes and all the other supplies that we would need on our trip from New York to LA. We had been planning this trip ever since we were little; now that I was 18 and Jenny was 19 and we had saved up enough we were...

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Road Trip

It was a Friday afternoon and I had no plans for the weekend. Most of my friends were busy, so I was left home alone with nothing to do. Within a few hours I was bored out of my mind, so I called Ricky, a friend of mine, to see if he wanted to do something. I've had a crush on him for the last few months, but didn't want to risk our friendship by getting romantically involved. He answered on the first ring and admitted to being just as bored as me, then suggested that we go on a road trip. I...

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First time self suck road trip

Freshmen year was over and I was headed out on a road trip across the country with my Grandparents. We had a lot planned. It was going to be a real long trip though. We cram up in the car and I put in my headphones. Driving hours and hours every single day. We go through Louisiana and have some crawfish. Head to Texas. Texas was a 2 day trip. We stopped in San Antonio. Oh boy was that a dream. My young cock was so excited when we went to Six Flags. All the hot latinas and Texan girls in there...

4 years ago
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Road trip

I enjoy dressing as a female. I do it as much as I can. I wear nylons or tights, support panties or girdles, and bra’s regular or long line under my clothes. I have a pair of knee high boots with 4” heels that I wear when I can. I am also into bondage.Every now and then I get a chance to do both. This is the story of one of those times. I had to make a trip from Memphis to Nashville. It was to be an overnight stay. It also was going to be a daring fetish bondage trip.I packed for the trip. More...

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Road Trip

We were on our way back from visiting Dad. He was out on a project and we had been out there visiting him for the last two weeks. I’d only had a few days of being a high school graduate before we popped in the old hatchback and hit the road. It had been a good, if a little boring, two weeks, but I had been missing Misty, my girlfriend pretty badly. Well, parts of that relationship anyway. I was driving, and Mom was in the passenger’s seat. The backseat was half filled with stuff and have filled...

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Road Trip

"Road Trip" The semi-truck was new, Ned had picked it up and was driving it back to his business, one of the several companies he owned but didn't actually work at, he liked to drive now and then and was mostly looking in on business. Timmy had gotten out of his old apartment and was waiting in front office as Ned pulled into the complex. Timmy had packed a couple bags but he wouldn't be needing much with this new move and new lifestyle. It took a bit of conversation but Ned had him...

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Bumpy Road Trip

The most common sentence used towards me has always been, 'Phillip you are just not living up to your potential.'At first, in high school, I purposely tried to confirm those words by getting fifties on tests and handing in assignments late...even though I was capable of nineties...I just didn't see the purpose of doing the extra work for generic marks that don't mean anything once you leave high school.So instead I slacked off, focusing instead on football and music. I was a good football...

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Road Trip

I hate road trips. You drive for hours and then, after a few days of fun wherever you end up, you have to make the drive back. I hate road trips. That is, until I took one with Becky. She is married and swears she doesn’t sleep around, but her husband was out of the country on business and this was our chance to get away for a few days. We weren’t going far, just to Atlantic City, but the drive through the Pennsylvania countryside was looking pretty daunting.About two hours into the drive,...

3 years ago
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Life Changing Road Trip Part III The End

Rick had just left to go hang out with my wife Stacy at the creek. I was in the motor home making dinner.  Five minutes earlier, I just had my mouth around Rick's enormous cock.  I sucked him until he came in my mouth and on my face.  As he stepped out of the RV to go see Stacy, he casually told me to make dinner.  I'm not sure who I hated more at that moment, Rick, for telling me to suck his cock and then make him dinner, or me, for sucking him and now standing here making dinner for Stacy,...

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High School Road Trip

“Come on, Tina. We are going to miss the bus.”“Calm down, Molly. They won’t leave until all of us are back onboard.”It had been a long hot day in D.C. The weather was unusually warm for April. Our annual junior class trip to D.C. was always at this time of the year. It was something we all looked forward to, mostly because we got out of a day of school.My best friend Tina had talked me into checking out a section of the capital that was roped off. As usual, I went along with her. I always tried...

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A unifying road trip

Well, some of you seemed tho like the "How I became a motherfucker" story I posted a few days ago. Here is how it all went on. Hope some of you will have a good read!Yes, mum and I had sex for the first time. As exiting and hot it had been, we both had our problems with it. We avoided each other as good as we could. When running into another, we didn’t dared to look in each others eyes. We both were ashamed of what we had done. Had a bad conscience. Moms don’t fuck their Boys. Boys don’t shove...

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My first gay road trip

So my best friend growing up was Tim. We had so much fun together, playing sports in class, and hanging out together. I never really thought of Tim any other way other than a friend until we finished college and started our lives. Tim a handsome young man, tall and fit (a swimmer) didn’t seem to have a lot of girl friends in high school. Well he tons of girls that were friends, but not a lot of girlfriends. I didn’t really think anything of it till some friends asked if I thought he might be...

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The Extended Road Trip

Note : This story is completely fictional! Part 1 The First Three Days: I own a medium sized development company that won a bid to build a new resort. The only problem was that the contractors who hired me didn’t know where they would build the resort. I was given two months to scout out likely locations and put in the initial bid for the land. Since it was getting to be summer I decided that I would take one of my two children along with me on the scouting trip. My twelve-year-old chose not to...

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My BBC Fantasies Come True on a Road Trip

We love road trips. This time we were headed to the coast for a beach trip. I really wanted to stop someplace and grab some snacks, but my husband kept passing places looking for a good spot with all kinds of this and that. He wanted one of those establishments that has everything you want…bathrooms, beef jerky, drinks, food, even electronics and grills and things like that. Finally I had to put my foot down and tell him not to be so picky and at the next place we saw, which ended up being some...

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Swms 5 Accidental IncestChapter 5 Road Trip

The rest of the night went off, pretty much without much happening. Mom and Emma didn't say a word about the trip, and it left me wondering what the two of them had planned. I didn't attempt to ask, and they didn't even come to my room to say goodnight. The next morning when I got out to the car, I found out what they had been planning. The back had been curtained off, and made into a traveling bedroom. The trip was going to take about half a day at most, and when Mom and Emma came out of...

3 years ago
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Carl Road Trip

When we resumed our lumber delivery trip, I thought about Carl fucking Baxter. Would his ass take all of Carl’s cock? Would Carl like to fuck a guy's ass? I wondered how I’d get them together.I asked Carl, “Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass?”“No. If I got my cock in her cunt, I was happy with that.”“Did you fuck a lot of girls?”“Why are you asking?”“I am just curious. In my youth, it was hard to find a girl who would let you fuck them. They were all saving their cherry for marriage or...

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Road Trip

ROAD TRIP By Miss Anonna It had been a long three hours and there was no doubt she needed to stop, if at least for a cup of coffee.. Kelly pulls off the interstate onto a small country road and rolls down the windows to let in a nice summer breeze. Her hand moves towards the dashboard and she turns off the A/C and radio. She notices how quiet and pretty it is outside while the air rushes through her long brown hair and ruffles her blouse just enough to taunt her nipples into the upright...

3 years ago
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CARL road trip

When we resumed our lumber delivery trip, I thought about Carl fucking Baxter. Would his ass take all of Carl’s cock? Would Carl like to fuck some ass? I wondered how I’d get them together. I asked Carl, “Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass?”“No. If I got my cock in her cunt, I was happy with that.”“Did you fuck a lot of girls.”“Why are you asking?”“I am just curious. In my youth, it was hard to find a girl who would let you fuck them. They were all saving their cherry for marriage or they...

3 years ago
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Road Trip

Let me introduce myself. My name is Mel and I work as an office manager in a clothing company. I am a single female 55 years of age although some say I look in my late 30’s. Anyway I had a couple of weeks off work, which was good as it late September and obviously not a holiday period. I decided to do a roadtrip taking in the wilderness areas of my beautiful country. I remembered driving out to the mountains several years ago when I was first married (alas I am no longer). The highway I was...

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vegas road trip

about 6 months Before I married my now husband, we took a spontaneous trip to vegas from LA. We woke up early and I slept for the first couple hours....once I woke up, I woke up like a usually do....horny.I was wearing sweatpants and a white wife beater with no bra....comfy but he's told me how much he loves it when I wear a white wife beater with no bra.....and I love the feeling I get when he and others stare at me when I do.I reached over as he was driving and started playing with his penis...

2 years ago
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Road Trip

The lines on the road were speeding by as Carrie accelerated up to 80 and hit cruise control. The air conditioning was teasing and licking her nipples. It was dark and comfy in the big SUV and they still had another 100 miles to go before they were even in the same state as her mother. Krista and Chris were in the back seat fucking, and she was jealous beyond belief.She only caught a glimpse of the her son and daughter when a car driving the other way briefly illuminated their tangled bodies,...

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