15/05/2012
My wife, WF, and I decided to go over to Pine Mountain, Georgia to enjoy a weekend away. The resort there is always a great place to do that. We were taking the convertible so I told WF that she had to pack light. She knew that meant no underwear.
As we headed out I kept telling her how much I enjoyed seeing her body in the sunlight and especially so if by chance others can see her too. As we drove along I-75 she told me she had a little surprise for me later on. It was a perfect spring morning for having the convertible top down and we both were beginning to relax from our daily grind.
Cordele came up on a road sign and that was where were to get off the interstate. Before we headed west into rural Georgia we stopped at a small gas station to refuel. When I came back out to get in the car there was WF completely nude, buckled up and ready to go. A huge smile came across my face almost as fast as a huge bump appeared in my shorts. WF just smiled and said just she felt like taking her clothes off.
I was a bit nervous and excited as we drove through light traffic heading toward Americus. A few drivers in SUVs and pickup trucks got great looks at her as she just calmly rode along. She acted oblivious but it was really turning her on. The bright sunlight sharply contrasted the seat belt angling down between her beautiful 34b boobs with crisp tan lines. The lap belt was just above the soft hair that decorated her pussy.
The back roads took on a whole new perspective for me as I leaned over and began to lightly rub that lovely hairy pussy glistening in the bright sunlight. WF began to loosen up even more as I gently petted her. Americus is not a big town, but I guess everybody and their brother was out on this day. WF had spread her legs to make room for my hand and she just stayed there when we pulled up next to a big truck with city workers in it. They were on my side so the view was fantastic and who knew you could get that many guys in one of those trucks. Five faces appeared hanging out both windows. One guy called out saying he’d like F… that and she just turned her head a bit towards them and gave them wave as the light turned green. He nipples were rock hard and so was my cock. Too bad for the driver, he only got quick peek.
Plains was the home to a former President, but the welcome center was deserted when we stopped. I went back to the trunk to get WF the pillow she asked for. Much to my delight she unbuckled the seatbelt, raised herself up and placed it underneath her. The drive past the old train station is kind of a blur as I could hardly take my eyes off of my amazing wife.
I don’t remember much of the road to Richland. Too much blood being drained from my head filling my organ. The pillow was WF’s idea so she could be higher and swivel more toward me with her feet on the dash opening the lips of her now very wet pussy. The drops of her juice in the dark brown hair that frames her pussy would catch the sun flashing through the trees as we drove. You should have seen it.
Between us and Pine Mountain lay Columbus. I began to wonder what WF would do. She really didn’t seem to care as she lay there nude, reclined and fully spread going 55 miles per hour in a convertible with me fingering her pussy. Some people might ask what’s wrong with this picture and I can tell you…absolutely nothing.
My fingering and rubbing slowly took her to a soft shudder of an orgasm followed by two more over the next several miles of curvy roads through the military base. When we were nearing the turn to go north on I-185, WF showed me her plan. She removed the pillow, slipped on a t-shirt and turned over on her knees. Then she unfastened my pants and pulled out my swollen dick. It was covered with my own drippings after all those miles of enjoyment, but she stroked all that off with no problem.
She then leaned over and gently took me in her mouth and slowly sucked me up and down as we headed north. I am not sure if a T-shirt was her idea of how she would prevent everybody in Columbus from seeing all of her, but it worked for me. Being on her knees pointed her shapely butt along with her sopping wet pussy out the passenger side. An Old Dominion driver rode next to us almost all the way to our exit. At one point he was hanging his cell phone out the window trying to take a picture. I hope he got it…I sure was. WF never flinched and never stopped gulping my dick. How I would have loved to be in that truck just to see the view.
Once she sucked me off and cleaned me up it was time to prepare for our arrival. It took us almost four hours and WF probably wasn’t covered up more than one hour of that. It was the most amazing road trip we’d ever taken. I would give my left arm to do it again. How about you?