Bump in the Road
Michelle and Jay were celebrating their third wedding anniversary with a road trip across the USA. The couple were at good points in their lives where they could take the time off and explore the country. It started up along the east coast before traveling westward. They made a couple of stops at tourist traps like the Statue of Liberty, the Sears Tower and the St. Louis Arch, as well as some not so known spots.
For the couple, it was a great way to reconnect considering how busy their social and work lives had become. Not to mention a chance to explore all of the kinks like fucking in a beach cabana where anyone could walk by and see. Or Michelle blowing him to the point where he has to pull off the road or else he might crash. All of this was under the understanding that they were well protected, with birth-control and condoms.
It was around the Rocky Mountains in Utah that the trip took an unexpected turn.
It had been a while since they’d last had sex because Michelle had run out of her birth control and Jay kept forgetting to pick up more condoms at the convenience stores. More or less it hadn’t been an issue because they’d gone days and even weeks before without having sex and hadn’t had a problem. So they had simply enjoyed the sightseeing and quiet company.
But Michelle woke up one day feeling warmer than usual. She checked to see if she had a fever but her temperature came up normal. She and Jay packed up easily enough that morning but she paid much closer attention to the way his arms bunched up under his shirt as he lifted their bags into the car. She cast sly glances at his jeans hugging his thighs as he drove, completely unaware that his wife was ogling him like a horny teenager. She licked her lips when he shifted and the bulge in his pants became slightly more pronounced, causing her to shift awkwardly in her seat.
Her thoughts were consumed with the positions he had and could fuck her in and she shifted again, nearly whimpering as the crouch seam slid across her clit. Pounding away at her pussy while stone and dirt scratched her back, grunting above her like an animal.
Subtly but not-so-subtly, she lowered her hand to lie slightly in her lap though her fingers buried into her cloth covered crotch. But the barrier was too thick as she tried wiggling the digits in some manner to stroke her pussy. Shifting again, she let out a huff as the seam again swept across the engorged clit, sending shocks through her body.
‘To hell with it,’ she thought and checked to see if there were any cars coming. Seeing that the coast was clear, she unbuckled and immediately went for her shorts.
“Michelle?” Her poor husband looked so bewildered but Michelle couldn’t be bothered at the moment. Her cunt needed attention and it needed it now. She wiggled here shorts and underwear off with much more ease than should be possible in a small car and spread her legs, draping one over the door. With that accomplished she immediately buried her fingers in her snatch and threw her head back with a moan.
“Oh god, that feels sooooo much better,” she huffed as her fingers swirled around her clit. Jay realized what was going on but was determined not to intervene. He didn’t want to keep his wife from enjoying herself and if he enjoyed the show while she was then who was he to stop her.
But what he hadn’t counted on were her pheromones. The second Michelle had spread her legs she had unleashed high potency pheromones on her darling husband and it was only a matter of time before it did him in.
He kept glancing to the side to watch his wife finger herself but unfortunately he also had to divert his attention back to the road. It wouldn’t do anyone any good if they got killed because he was too busy watching his wife frig herself. His cock strained hard against the zipper of his jeans and he massaged the strained member through the cloth but to no avail.
“Oh fuck yeah!” she cried as her fingers found a rhythm. That was it. No way was Jay going to sit this out any longer. He jerked the car to the side of the road and parked before practically leaping out of the car and going to her side. Michelle just sat in a dazed state as she watched her husband stomp over to her side of the car and pull the door open.
“Get out,” he growled and practically yanked her from the car. She stumbled a bit but Jay scooped her up and dumped her on the car hood. For a moment she sat in a daze before hearing a zipper and the rustle of cloth. She looked up to find her husband between her legs, prick in hand, stroking it. The head was red and bulbous and looked angry. Michelle licked her lips and looked up at his face. The look of lust in his eyes sent a shiver through her whole body.
He stepped up to her, pulling so that her butt sat at the very edge of the car. He only drew his prick up and down her slit a couple of times before ramming it in. Michelle jerked at the impact but moaned in pleasure.
He grabbed her legs to use as leverage and then he was hammering away at her pussy. She loved the feeling of his cock sliding along the walls of her vagina. She loved how thick he was and how he stretched every time he pulled out before plunging home.
“Oh baby! Oh, oh, yeah! Oh that feels so good!” she cried, her wet pussy dripping down onto the car and grass. He reached up with a hand and pulled a breast out, rolling the nipple.
“Ah!” she heard herself cry. The pinch was like a lightning bolt straight to her crotch. Her entire body felt like one massive erogenous zone.
“I don’t know what you were thinking,” he said, punctuating his point with his thrusts. “But I hope you don’t think there was any other ending with that kind of teasing.”
“No baby. I wanted your fat cock in my pussy. It was so wet and in need of a thick prick,” she sighed. Jay grinned as he sped up, his testes slapping her ass.
This was not their first foray into voyeurism but they’d always done it with at least some attempt at privacy. Here, anyone could drive by and see a man furiously fucking a woman on the hood of a car on the side of the road.
“Fuck yeah baby. Oh, yessss. Haaahhh,” she hissed. His cock was hitting her g-spot and with her earlier activities her climax was quickly building.
“I’m gonna cum,” he warned, his hips bucking furiously. Now, in any other time and place, Michelle would have heeded the tiny warning in the back of her brain that he should pull out and spill all over her stomach. But the sex fog drowned out that voice and she couldn’t help grinning.
“Cum in me. Cum in my dripping pussy,” she moaned. Jay groaned and jack-hammered at her cunt. The force of his fucking and his grip on her legs sent her over the edge.
“Ohhhhhhhhh!” she cried, her pussy clamping down on him. The force of her orgasm was too much for him and he shoved himself deep, grunting as his orgasm washed over him. His penis unloaded spurt after spurt of thick semen into her uterus, a warmth pooling there. It was like an appetite had been satisfied and Michelle sighed as the throbbing subsided.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, mostly to catch their breath after the intense fucking. When he finally pulled out, only a little dribble following. Michelle could’ve stayed on that car hood in afterglow for the rest of the afternoon but sense was quickly returning to Jay. He pulled her up into a deep kiss.
“That was amazing. But we need to get moving before anyone sees us,” he said and Michelle giggled. They scrambled back into the car as Jay worked to get himself back in his pants. He was pulling back on to the highway when Michelle was finally able to wiggle herself back into her shorts. She grinned as the tight shorts acted like a plug and she could feel the semen still trapped inside. It was a very satisfying feeling.
Only it would be a few weeks later after nauseous mornings and swollen breasts that she might think those shorts had not been such a good idea.
Three Months Later:
The couple were driving into New Orleans, only a half-hour-drive from the historic city. Michelle sat passenger, cradling Jay’s hand against her barely-there belly.
It had never occurred to Michelle that the reason for her sudden change in behavior might have been due to ovulation. But by the time the thought popped into her head a pregnancy test had already confirmed it.
They’d been scared at first, not having had any real discussions about having kids, and still a long way from home. But as the days passed and Michelle began to show, a certain amount of excitement began to form between them. They both did want kids and while Mother Nature was inclined to give them to the couple sooner than they expected, they decided it was best to just go with the flow. Besides they’d never had better sex in their lives with Michelle’s raging hormones and Jay no longer having to worry about condoms.
The New Orleans sky-line was just peeking over the tree line and the sun was high. Jay grinned at Michelle and rubbed the growing bump. Just one more bump on their road trip.
