Road Trip Bonding

Lifting your top . . . reaching behind you to unhook your bra . . . freeing those tits I used to spend so much time sucking and kissing . . .and dumping loads of cum on . . the cool air making your nipples even harder . . .

As you grind down on me, I take your tits in my hands and squeeze them . . . rolling your nipples between my fingers . . .

So far this is just two people fucking . . .. just to fuck and release the sexual tension . . . but looking into your eyes . . . I want to kiss you so bad . . . you were still my first love . .. the mother of my children . .
 
I grab my shirt and bra and throw it into the back seat. My fingers go to your shirt as I am riding you, it feels so good. I rock my hips against you, loving the feeling of you inside of me again. I begin to ride a bit harder, loving the sound of our bodies slapping together as we fuck. I take off your shirt and throw it in the back seat.

I groan in pleasure as you play with my already hard nipples. I know we're just fucking to release our sexual tension but god if it doesn't feel good. It feels better than good. I lean town and kiss you intensely...needing to feel your tongue in my mouth. Screw Bethany and Nathan, we're having way more fun than they are right now.
 
Not really surprised by your reaction . . . we could always fuck hard and fast anywhere . . . and satisfy each other completely . . . As your lips press against mine, it's only an instant before our lips open and our tongues begin their own fucking of each other's mouth . .

Bethany has never been this intense in any of our love-making . . . seems like all she wants is to "make love" . . . sometimes I just need to fuck . . .

I know you well enough to read your signals . . . and you need this fuck too . .. if I can hold back long enough, your first orgasm will be pretty quick and I can bring you to another when my first arrives . . "God, Erika, you feel so good . . so fucking good!"
 
We fought badly towards the end of our marriage, which ultimately led to our divorce. But the fact was, we never had any issues in the bedroom. I can feel your tongue in my mouth, fucking each other's mouth with our tongues while our bodies continue to fuck as hard as we possibly can.

Nathan wasn't into fast fucking like this. I enjoyed both, slow love making and fast fucking like this. I could hear our bodies slapping together in the car, all our clothes in a pile in the back seat. Having you come to this party with me was such a damned good idea.

"Jesus Christ, John." I gasped, feeling my eyes roll back to my head. "So good..keep going." I whisper, loving the feeling of you fucking me hard...it seems like nothing has changed.
 
"Fuck, Erika . . . yessssssssss . . .. " So close to cumming . . . I can feel you pussy walls clamping on my cock with every thrust up inside you . . . and, baby, your tits feel so good against my chest . . . and something about the way our mouths attach each other when we are like this

Suddenly, the image of that motel back down the road pops in my mind again . . . maybe we won't go home tonight.
 
When we got divorced, never did I think we'd be in your car again fucking each other like crazy. But sometimes I need a good fucking like this. Nathan always wants to be into love making but this excites the hell out of me. I keep riding you in the drivers' seat, losing all sorts of control..unable to help myself. It's as if our mouths are fucking each other too. I can't get enough of your tongue in my mouth.

"That it, John. Give it all to me..." I beg softly, loving the sound of our bodies slapping together as we fuck. "Cum for me...need to feel that warm cum..." I beg softly...remembering what your load feels like.
 
"Now, baby . . . now . . . cum with me, Erika." Lifting my my ass of the car seat as I feel the first charge fire out of my cock deep in your cunt . . . spasm after spasm . . .

I don't cum like this with Bethany . . . she has never felt my cock unload like this
 
"Holy fuck baby." I scream as I feel myself cum harder than I ever had since our divorce. I feel your warm cum shoot inside me. I slowly ride you, feeling your now sensitive still inside of me. Nathan never fucks me hard like this. Sometimes I just love being fucked like this.

"So good John...so very good." I say to him. "Still regretting coming to the party?" I smiled, knowing I didn't.
 
"Guess it did turn out to be a pretty good night, didn't it?" Kissing you softly on the forehead. "Do you still want to drive on home tonight, or shall we just get a room back at the little motel by the interstate?

"We can call and tell them that we had too much to drink and we are staying with friends before we come home tomorrow." I hate to admit it, but I want some more of you . . . some of the things Bethany won't do . . . I know what you like!!
 
"We could have some fun in that hotel room." I smirk as I climb off your cock and grab my panties and put them back on. "Fuck each other like rabbits like we used to." I smile as my hand squeezes your cock as I throw my blouse and skirt back on. Nathan's an okay guy but he never fucks me hard and sometimes I just need a good hard fucking.

I pick up the phone and call Nathan. "Nathan sweetheart...I had a little too much to drink so John and I are staying with some friends. I'll see you tomorrow." I say into the phone, knowing you and I will be fucking all night long.
 
Stepping out of the car long enough to pull my jeans and boxers up, and put my shirt on. Listening as you call Nathan; I'll call Bethany in a few minutes . . . hopefully, I'll get her voice mail and not have to get into a long conversation.

Backing out onto the deserted road and finding our way to the motel . . . pretty deserted too, only a few cars in the parking lot. Making sure we get a room with no neighbors. Giving y ou the key . . . "Go on in and get the shower started . . . we could use a quick shower before we go to bed." You smile knowing damn good and well that our playtime will start in the shower.

Calling Bethany . . sure enough getting her voice mail. I'm sure she caller ID'd me and ignored me. "Hi, Bethany . . . I think I had a little too much to drink, so I'm staying with some friends before driving home in the morning."

Walking into the room, closing and locking the door behind me, I hear the shower going . . . and I know what to look for in the shower . . . you, naked, hard nipples and pussy ready to be played with for the rest of the night.
 
Usually I'd feel incredibly guilty for being here with you but I wasn't. I know our fun in the car was only the start of a very fun night. I knew Nathan and Bethany were missing out. I got into the bathroom, lifted my blouse over my head, kicked off my skirt and as well as my other undergarments. I stepped into the warm shower, getting my body wet , pushing the hair from my face.

We hadn't been together intimately since our divorce but it felt like nothing has changed. We surely didn't lose our spark sexually. I found myself getting wet quickly, excited for us to fuck again. There's something that excites me incredibly when you shoot your warm, hot load into my wanting womanhood.
 
Stripping my clothes and adding them to your pile on the floor . . . god, I'm getting hard already . . . what is it about his woman that gets me going like this?

Stepping into the shower . . .just what I expected . . . naked, wet, hard nipples . . . can only guess how wet your pussy is . . . pulling you to me for a tight squeeze and a passionate kiss, then beginning to trail my lips down your body . . . I know where I'm headed . . . and not going to stop until my tongue is buried in your pussy . .
 
When we divorced, never did I think we'd be screwing around again. But our encounter in the car was one of the hottest things I have experienced in a very long time...much hotter than my recent sex life I've had with Nathan. I smile when you finally join me in the shower. I'm glad we decided to get this motel. No one excites me the way you do and I already know we'll be fucking like animals all night long.

Once your in the shower, I push you playfully up against the shower wall, kissing you passionately..making out with our tongues as the hot water hits our bodies. I can feel you start to kiss my wet, naked body. "God John..." I whisper, my fingers toying with your wet hair...knowing this is only the beginning.
 
There was always something about going down on you . . . it just seems to make you wetter and your arousal reaches new heights. And, honestly, I love the taste of your cunt . . . the way your juices flow into my mouth.

Looking up at you; you know what I want and you are ready for me to take it . . . balancing you on one foot and lifting your other leg over my shoulder . . . exposing you shaved pussy to my eyes . . . and then my mouth . . .
 
I lean against the shower wall, one foot on the ground...the other over your shoulder. I watch you get down on your knees in the shower, the hot water dripping over your hot body. In a matter of moments, I feel you taste me again for the first time since our divorce. There is something about seeing you on your knees, tasting me.

"Holy fucking shit, John." I curse, letting the water hit my face, my hands toying with your wet hair. I always have to practically beg Nathan to go down on me but you...you do so without even asking.

"Baby...." I whisper in a soft moan.
 
This is something that I have always enjoyed . . . especially with you because the fucking that occurred after eating you was usually taken up a level or two. Eating your pussy seems to increase your arouse state and desires to incredible levels. Bethany wants the lights off . . . never anyplace but the bed . . . and I can't remember I got to eat her out.

Feeling you squirm as my tongue starts making its way from your inner thighs to your spread pussy lips . . . and then to your clit . . .
 
"John baby..fuck." I curse as you're on your knees in the shower, eating me like nothing I've ever felt before. I always beg Nathan to go down on me and rarely he does. He usually much rathers slow making. I run my fingers through your hair...all of this feels so good. Bethany is missing out tonight, I know she is.

"Baby..make me cum on your face." I whisper. I know we're going to have fun tonight, a night of endless fucking like old times. I start rocking my hips against your face, practically fucking your face. I can barely control myself.
 
"God, Erika . . . yes . . . fuck my face . . . I want to taste your cum . . ." Grabbing your ass with a hand and holding you tight against my face . . .

Can't think of anything we haven't done with or to each other . .. but I need this.

Gonna be so hard for you when we get on the bed . . .
 
I like Nathan and usually I'd feel guilty but this...this is way too good to feel guilty about. I smile as you grab my ass. I arch my hips towards your face, practically fucking your face at this point.

"Tell me how much you need my cum..." God, seeing you on your knees, eating me...wanting my cum on your face is so hot. I know we're going to fuck the entire night and I can't wait.

"Fuck baby...."
 
"You know how much I want your cum . . . you know how much I love to eat your pussy . . . and you know how much you like to taste your cum on my lips . . . "

"God, Erika . . . cum for me baby . . . be my slut one more night . . . just like it used to be . ."

Knowing that before the night is over, I'll be tasting my cum on your lips too . . . god, the fun we used to have when we would get into one of our all night fuck and suck sessions . . . everything was fair between us . . .
 
I know we're going to be fucking and sucking all night...I can't wait. Hearing you beg for my cum turns me on in the worst way. "John baby....all for you..." I whisper as my hips fuck your face. I stroke your hair before crying out, cumming harder than Nathan has ever made me cum. I lean against the shower wall, my cum hitting your face, some of it dripping down my thighs.

"John baby..." I whisper. I reach down and touch your face, feeling the wetness from the shower mixed with my juices on your face.

I know we're going to spend the night fucking like animals. Nathan and Bethany are missing out completely.
 
"Fuck, Erika . . . you have no idea how much I have missed eating your pussy and feeling you cum all over my face. You still taste wonderful, baby . . .!"

Helping you pull your leg from my shoulder . . . standing myself . . I'm sure there is still a stream of your cum dripping down my chin . . . pressing my lips against yours and sliding my tongue between your lips . . just like I used to after I would swallow as much of you sweet honey as i could . . .

"Baby . . . I'm so fucking hard right now . . . I need you . . . "
 
"Come here, you missed a spot." I lean forward and kiss your chin, tasting my own cum on your face. Seeing your face covered in my cum is still the hottest thing in the world to me. I help you up, smiling...loving the way you just ate me and made me cum. Nathan couldn't make me cum like that if he tried.

"Slide right into me, John. God, need to feel you right now." I whisper. I know the night is still young and we'll be fucking all night long. I turn the hot water up in the shower, starting to feel a little cold.

"Now baby.." I whisper.
 
Thrusting up and into you, I almost cum . . . yeah, Bethany is tight and I like fucking her, but there is definitely not the spark that we have . . . feeling your arms around my neck, the hot water beating down on us.

Grinding against you, your back against the shower wall, kissing like we used to . . . seems like the taste of your cum on my mouth just makes you hotter.
 
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