Breckenridge Pt. 02: Peaks

Peaks and Valleys

He pulls off to the side of the road, I get out briefly and stand with my hands on my hips looking out on the plains for a moment. The sensation of my partial nudity in the open cold air is intoxicating. We're so alone, I haven't seen a car in a long while. Inspired, I do some stretches to prep for my oncoming performance, bending straight down and touching my toes.

I feel the crisp air behind me, my pussy is poking out, my dress rising up. Pivoting, I start to do some up and down stretches I learned in yoga. Hugging my legs stretches my back out, the thrill of my exposed ass and pussy is making my heart race.

I look behind myself briefly while twisting my torso, I lock eyes with my husband. Standing open mouthed from the drivers side of the car, lifting his aviators. It reminds me of the scene in Jurassic Park where they see the dinosaurs for the first time, which makes me laugh out into the cold crisp air. My hot breathe makes a small wisp of vapor in the space around me.

"Get the fuck in here. Now." He says, playfully. Smiling.

I liltingly walk back to the car, my excitement is so palpable it's sending goosebumps to all my exposed skin.

Back in the car, the heat is turned up. My seat warmer is on, heating my ass cheeks that are hugging the leather.

I settle in and look down, he is fully erect. Half of my work is already done. This doesn't bode well for my 25 minute goal.

He shrugs, "That stretching thing really fucking got me."

I lean down, thinking about how to pace this out. I start with my hand on his balls, fondling them... comically slowly.

He slows the car, "No no no. I want full mouth engagement. You can't fondle my balls for 20 minutes then go to town on me."

I squint, "The terms of this agreement seem arbitrary and made up."

"They are." He smiles wide, realizing he can just add shit as we go. Slowing the car to a crawl, he looks at me.

Eyebrows raised, gesturing downward.

"Okay okay, drive." He speeds up.

I move down, kissing the tip to my pursed lips. I lightly nibble the very top, just barely putting my tongue on it. My lips are wet, I kiss downward progressively harder while pushing up from the ridges with my hand, he groans.

Moving as slowly as possible, I push the tip inside my lips. Wrapping them around my teeth just as it enters so that the transition is seamless. My tongue circles the very top of the tip, lightly flattening and moving on the contours of the tip down to the bottom. I hear his grip on the steering wheel tighten.

My mouth salivates but I'm waiting, I know I'll need it later and I can't risk getting dry mouth in the end game.

I push back and forth on the tip, wrapping my lips around and sucking inward. My saliva is pooling up on his cock as I move up and down rhythmically. My body quivers, I'm wet. The seat squeaks under me. The seat warmer mixed with leather and no panties... a powerful combination.

I hold the shaft of his dick firmly, toward his body. I've moved to the underside of the tip, my head bent over sideways barely missing the steering wheel. I look up at him, he's staring ahead but glances down to me. His dick twitches, a very small amount of precum pushes out.

I slowly move my mouth down the length of his cock, feeling the straight muscle line that connects to his balls.

I cup his balls in my hand and lightly suck on them, pulling up and away, the suction breaking and making a very loud noise in the car. They stretch slightly with my sucking and fall down into my hand over and over. My other hand is on his dick, ensuring it is covered at all times. He is trying to control his breathing, long deep breaths.

I move back from the bottom, my tongue is generously lubricated and moves easily on the skin. I stop half way, my mouth wrapped on the shaft. My tongue moves back and forth feeling the muscle twitch as a reflex.

My left hand fondles the tip with my thumb and finger, using his precum to lubricate the motion. I push down lightly on the very tip while I move methodically up and down with my mouth, spreading my spit around.

His body shivers and he moans loudly, the sound vibrates my mouth as it travels through his body.

I settle back at the tip with my mouth, revisiting barely poking his cock in just past my lips. I glance up at the phone screen; it's been eight minutes. Jesus CHRIST. How has it ONLY been eight minutes. I stop for a second, thinking of what a night of just my demands would look like. I steel myself, I can do this. Go slow, make every movement count.

He feels my hesitation and I feel the car slow slightly, in response, I move my head down. He speeds up again.

I can feel that we're approaching some hills again. As the car starts to move down to the bottom I time it with my movement, my mouth is extremely wet and makes the movement slick and easy. The lubrication makes it easy to focus on my real goal; suction.

I move up and down slightly, never fully all the way to the tip or the base. We hit the bottom of the hill and I move down with the g-force. My breasts are pulled down with my body, smooshing against his leg. My nipples are hard and sensitive, rubbing on his bare skin. The tip of his cock fits into the roof of my mouth, my tongue underneath, quivering slightly.

He moans and shifts under me. We're released from the pressure wave and I move upward with it as I'm lightened.

My mouth is suctioned around the sides dramatically and my tongue rolls upward with me. It peaks at the ridge, my tongue pointed into the concave dip on the bottom under the tip. The lightness in my neck and head makes me dizzy, for a moment I relax and the suction breaks, my mouth smacks open and some saliva drips down on to the shaft. He gasps as this happens, I feel his stomach and back arch forward. I smile, the sensation is intoxicating but knowing I'm getting a rise out of him makes me crazy.

I glance at the clock; 6 minutes left. Time flew when I stopped thinking about it. 6 minutes and then I can finish him.

I think for a second what to do next but I I've run the gamut of ideas. I rub my lips on the tip, flicking it with my tongue. Each flick makes his body flinch. I do it about a dozen times more before he realizes I'm stalling, my hands wrapped around his shaft moving slightly. My neck and arms ache from being bent over for so long, I long to stretch out my body and shift my hips. This isn't the climactic end I was planning on but the pain in my hips is taking ahold of me.

He senses my discomfort and slows down, pulling off the side of the road. I look up, "Wait, wait I can do it! Let me -"

He grabs my face and pulls it up to him, kissing my neck and cheek. "Take a stretch babe. I want you to be comfortable."

I sigh with relief and get out of the car, in a daze, giving my neck some rotations. I swivel my hips around a bit and stretch up and down. I groan as I release the muscles in my back, hugging my legs as much as I can. My hair is hanging down and I can feel the wind all around me, pushing it in circles. The cold air is stark on my ass and pussy, I can feel my skin is hot and enflamed. My ass cheeks are probably red from the continuous contact with the heater.

I slowly open my eyes thinking about how to make him climax, still bent over I see him, upside down, in the car smiling wide eyed at me. I also see... another car. Another car. A group of young travelers in a suburban outback. I snap my back straight up, the shame of flashing my ENTIRE ASS AND PUSSY has engulfed all my thoughts.

All the blood rushes to my face, I can feel all my hair stand on end. I shove my dress down and sprint to the car. I throw myself into the seat and bury myself in as low as I can. I cover my face and start hyperventilating slightly, I hear my husband cry laughing next to me. Laughing so hysterically he cannot breathe, doubled over leaning into me, lightly patting my arm with his hand in weak gasps of air.

Angrily I sit up and push him off of me, I look up and the group of 20 something year olds are smiling and making gestures at me. They slowly drive past our car and I see two girls and two guys, they look like stereotypical mountain stoners. I vaguely hear, "Yeah girl good for you, air it out!" And, "LOOKS LIKE SOMEONES BEEN HAVING FUN"

My face is beat red as I watch them driving away, I can see the girls in the back seat waving at me and whooping their arms like at a football game.

I look up and see my husband staring at me. He's mostly composed himself and is somehow, rock hard.

"That was simultaneously the funniest and yet hottest thing I've ever seen."

My shame is endless but also... the thrill of it all has made me shockingly wet.

"Drive." I say, spitting into my hands.

His eyes widen, stammering slightly, "yeah, uh, okay -" he puts the car into drive and accelerates up to speed.

I move down, my wet hands are emboldened and I grip him tight. He moans so lightly into my ear as I pass his face with my head.

My mouth is on him, moving up and down with ferver. I feel his dick engorge and swell. For a moment I feel like he might cum so I pull back up quickly. He gasps, "Augh, fuck -"

I look up at him, innocently, "You slowed the car down to make sure I followed the rules, I'm doing the same. You can't cum until I tell you to."

His eyes are on me for an alarmingly long time considering he's driving.

"Mm okay. Alright. Okay. I'm... good. I'm good."

He blinks a few times and steels himself.

I move down, flicking and prodding with my tongue. His dick is wet, my nipples dangle tickling his leg.

Suddenly I have an idea, I turn mostly flat on my stomach and squeeze his dick in between my breasts. The angle is hard to manage, my arms are tucked in a totally weird uncomfortable way. The positioning puts my hands conveniently close to my nipples though so I massage my breasts back and forth on his shaft while also pinching and twisting my nipples. They are hard, sensitive and almost vibrating from the road noise.

I lean down, my mouth on the tip of his cock, sliding in and out. I use as much sucking force I can manage while simultaneously circling him with my tongue. My tits move back and forth, up and down on his cock. He looks down at me and makes the most incredulous gasping noise possible.

"How the... fuck... are you even.. uuuhhg god..." I see him close his eyes and I feel his cock engorge again. I pull my tits apart slightly, my mouth hovering.

"Not until I tell you to."

He vibrates in his seat, his skin is burning hot and I can feel a distant primal rage activate in him. He's never been edged. I smile up at him while tweaking my nipples, turning down I moan hot breath onto his dick.

His legs are vibrating wildly with anticipation. He slowly, so slowly gains composure.

"How much time left?"

He stammers, "T-two minutes."

"Do you think you can last... two more minutes?"

"I don't.. I don't know.."

"You can..." I sigh hot breathe onto him again, letting my spit fall down onto my breasts. "But you could also, get us there faster... so you can cum into my mouth."

The car accelerates wildly. I smile into his cock, pleased with my antics.

I squeeze my tits together, up and down as I twist my nipples. I moan again and again until I move down to cover his cock with my tongue and lips.

He shivers and quietly whispers "We're here..." I feel the car park, shade from a tree covers us.

I sigh in relief, oh thank god.

I move my mouth as deep down and hard as I can. My furious motions make disgusting sloppy, wet noises. My breasts are relieved from duty and fall back down to his leg, swinging back and forth, squishing up and down with my motions.

He reaches over and touches me for the first time, he grabs my ass with one hand and guides my head with the other.

I move rhythmically down and up over and over, faster and faster. He guides me and squeezes my ponytail, pulling my hair against my motions. He slaps my ass, hard and I moan ecstatically on his cock. He's squeezing my ass hard and rubbing my pussy from behind, his long arm stretched over me, bobs with my head.

He moans loudly, "AUGH," I feel his dick engorge and I open my mouth a little wider to accept it. He rocks up and his entire body spasms multiple times, filling my mouth and throat. I groan and gag slightly, the taste is saltier than normal and makes my tongue spasm and swallow. I swallow again, remembering what he said. Leave no trace.

He laughs, stroking my neck repeatedly. "I didn't think you'd make it, that was insane."

I pull up, swallowing the last bit of cum and spit in my mouth.

I'm dazed, my hair is wild and all over, my breasts completely out and I am wobbling on my way up. Smiling drunkenly, I collapse into him slightly and he holds me. He whispers in my ear, "You are incredible. You edging me made it so much stronger. I'm going to return the favor tonight, you have no idea."

I dreamily look up at him, smiling. For a brief moment I enjoy my performance and the vibrating pleasure coming from my clit, my tired excited mouth and the salty flavor on my lips.

The moment passes and I see... we're near a building. A building with a second floor balcony about twenty feet from our parked car, looking down into the front and driver side window. A balcony with two girls and two guys staring down in open mouth, smiling amazement.

I gasp, they all start to pump their arms and whoop wildly. My husband turns, face flushed and startles.

The group is losing their fucking minds, clapping and cheering. My shame has left as I start to laugh, for a moment I sit up and just take in the praise. In a moment of brevity, I bow to them as they clap, which makes them go hog wild.

The start yelling at us, "WE'RE SWIMMING LATER MEET US AT THE POOL!" "Room 24B!" "Encore! Encore!"