“I dare you to flash to the next truck we pass.” My boyfriend at the time grinned as he took a hand off the steering wheel and cupped my tank top covered breast.
“Okay.” I didn’t hesitate. I was so horny. It was almost two hours until we’d be back to campus, back to my dorm room where he could fuck me. I wanted to touch myself.
He accelerated and it wasn’t long before we were in the left hand lane, passing an eighteen wheeler. I had flashed my tits before, even to complete strangers before, but never completely sober and never to a random truck driver.
I hooked my fingers on the straps of my tank top and bra as we neared the cab of the truck. My heart pounded. My skin felt hot.
I pulled the straps down and my breasts fell out of the cups of my black bra. My boyfriend looked at me, then I turned to face the window.
“Did he see?” My boyfriend asked after I turned back towards him.
“He grinned.” I said as I caressed my breasts, before I pulled my bra and tank top back up.
“I can’t believe you did that. I’ll bet he’s radioing all of his trucker friends.”
“I’m so horny.”
“I know you are.” He put his hand between my legs, pressing his fingers against my jeans, against my lips. We weren’t even halfway back to school.
My black satin panties were already soaked. My first pair of satin panties that made me feel so sexy. So soft on my skin. He hadn’t seen them yet. I couldn’t wait for him to see them.
I couldn’t wait two hours. I undid the button of my jeans, then unzipped them. He accepted the invitation and slid his fingers into my smooth underwear.
He didn’t say anything about my choice of underwear, he just smiled.
His fingers found my wetness as we passed an SUV. I didn’t look to see if they could see us. I didn’t care and honestly I hoped they did.
He finger fucked me, but it did nothing to reduce my lust and desire. If anything, it made me more horny.
He didn’t stop until he took an exit that led off the highway and to the back road shortcut back to campus.
At first it was just strip malls and suburban houses, but quickly were surrounded by a mix of farm fields and forests. Unfortunately, we weren’t alone. There was more traffic than any of my previous trips down this road, not to mention the cop car stopped on the side of the road looking for speeders.
However, I couldn’t control myself. I reached over to his side of the car and undid his belt. I opened up his jeans and my hand went into his underwear for his cock. I wasn’t gentle. I didn’t tease. I took him in my hand and pleasured him.
I stroked his cock and within a mile he went from semi-hard to rock hard. As I felt his hardness in my hands, I couldn’t stop thinking about what he would feel like inside of me. It had been over a week since the last time we fucked, the longest time since we started sleeping together a few months earlier.
I saw a side road. Gravel. I looked down it as we passed. No cars. No houses. Nothing.
I saw another road. This one dirt. “Turn here.”
“Why?” He smiled.
“I can’t wait any longer.”
He drove a few minutes down the street. No other cars. No houses. No signs of humans besides empty farm fields. In between two farm fields was a line of trees. He pulled to a stop there, just on the side of the road.
He looked at me, then I pulled the lever that dropped the back of my seat. I opened my legs and he grinned. I pulled him over to my side of the car and on top of me. I could feel his weight on top of me. I could feel his hardness against me.
His hands found my breasts and caressed them. I pulled the straps down to give him full access. He was rough, squeezing hard, pinching my nipples. I started to moan.
I pushed his jeans and underwear down to his thighs. He was rock hard and pointing at me. Together, we worked my jeans off. My panties stayed on, I just pulled them to the side.
He pushed my legs further apart, then pushed his hardness into my wetness. He didn’t start slow. He was worked up just as much as I was. He plowed his cock into me from the first thrust.
His thrusts were extremely hard into me, hard enough to make my tits bounce with each thrust. It felt so good. It was exactly what I needed and craved.
We only stopped when he rolled down the windows because we were starting to sweat, but we were quickly back at it.
When he picked up, he was at exactly the right angle to make me breathe hard. He filled me with pleasure and I started to moan. I could feel the orgasm inside of me.
I wasn’t expecting it. I was expecting a quickie. I wasn’t expecting to orgasm, maybe later when we got back to my dorm room. At that age, as a college freshman I rarely came from just penetration.
However, my moans grew louder and louder. His thrusts became rapid fire. Then I grabbed his ass, pulled him into me and the pleasure exploded within me.
An intense orgasm. It took my breath and overwhelmed me. He let me catch my breath, but not much more. He started to fuck me hard again.
He wasn’t taking his time, but he wasn’t coming yet. I started to get worried that we would get caught by someone driving by.
I asked him if he wanted to do a different position. I begged for him to fill me with his cum. I asked if he would cum on me. That got his attention. Drunk, I’d let him give me facials on two occasions. Never sober.
He drove his cock into me a handful of more times, before he pulled out. He stroked his cock in front of my face, but didn’t cum yet.
He put his cock between my tits and I pushed them together for him. Another activity we had done only while intoxicated.
It was with his hard cock between my soft, full tits that made him come. He unleashed a torrent of cum in between my cleavage. The cum hit me hard and spread all over. I felt so slutty, so sexy, so hot.
We stared at each for a minute or two. We both looked at the cum splattered on me. It was an image, I’ll never forget. An afternoon, I can’t and don’t want to forget. It’s still one of my favorite outdoor, in public adventures.