My Motorway Madness Pt. 02

My Motorway Madness

Pt2 Continuing the Madness

After the episode in the truck, I thought long and hard about it. It had been the first time I'd cheated on my husband but at the time I needed a good fucking, and he wasn't even in the country.

They certainly gave me what I wanted and as I drove home afterwards, exhilarated by the fucking I had just received, I "flashed" as many trucks as I could. With my short skirt pulled well above my stocking tops and my knickers still in Paul's truck, I got quite a few "honks" from the trucks I passed!

It was all back to normal though when Mark got home from America. His trip had been a real success, but the downside was that he would be making several more trips out there. As a consequence we spent many a long hour fucking each other stupid but I just couldn't get that time Paul and Mike had "doubled" me out of my head. On more than one occasion I was close to suggesting we try a threesome, but I just couldn't get the words out.

Whenever I was out in my car, I made sure I was exposing as much leg as possible to anyone who cared to look, and I had totally given up on wearing knickers. I even flashed as much as I dared when I was with Mark and he didn't object at all. In fact, he occasionally took the opportunity to slip a finger or two into my open cunt and finger fuck me as he drove.

A few days later while I was at work, an unfamiliar voice came on my phone.

"Hi Charlotte, remember me, I'I want to fuck you again. Interested?"

I froze as I realised who it was.

"Paul, how the hell did you get my number?" I gasped into the phone.

"You threw me your card when you left, remember? I keep it on the dash with your knickers." He said quietly. "Anyway, how about it?"

My mind was in turmoil as I sat staring at the phone. I was being propositioned for sex with a man I hardly knew but had fucked quite wantonly. My brain was telling me to refuse but my body was screaming to accept!

"Er... God Paul, I don't know. Mark is back in the country." I stammered unconvincingly.

"Look Charlotte, be at the motel where we met next Thursday. We're staying overnight so fix it if you can. Oh and Mike will be there..." the phone went dead.

I put the phone down and smiled. Yes, I was going to go and would let them do anything they wanted to me. My pussy was aching at the thought of being taken by two men again and I knew Thursday couldn't "cum" quick enough!

It was easy to explain my night away to Mark. My work often causes me to stay away overnight, and this seemed quite normal and he just shrugged and said he could cope alright.

As I drove along the motorway, I eased along side a large truck and with my free hand worked the hem of my short dress as high as possible. The driver could clearly see my exposed stocking tops and pussy and as he stared, I started to finger fuck myself. The truck started to sway and with a blast on my horn I accelerated away. The truck honked in response and flashed his lights at me. I waved a reply, and he flashed again as I disappeared into the distance.

Feeling exhilarated, I drove into the car park at the motel ready for a night of illicit sex.

Walking into the familiar restaurant, I looked around for Paul. I couldn't see him and started to feel deflated. Suddenly I recognised his mate, Mike, sat at a table. He waved and I went over.

"Hi Charlotte, you look inviting" he smiled, casting his eyes over my scantily clad body. "Paul will be a little late. Shall we start without him?"

I was a bit taken aback by his direct suggestion. I don't know what I had expected but I suppose we had only come for one reason. To fuck, so why wait?

"OK, I'm ready, let's go." I purred and followed him to the bedrooms.

Before I had locked the door behind us Mike had turned and grabbed my body. He started kissing me and thrusting his tongue into my mouth. His hands went around me and pulled me hard against him. I could feel his stiff cock grinding against my cunt through his jeans and my body responded willingly. I grabbed his head and kissed him back, allowing his hands to explore me further.

Mike pushed me against the door and as he kissed me, he worked his hands under my flimsy dress. One hot hand shot straight to my throbbing pussy, and I gasped as his probing fingers penetrated me. I clung to him as he worked my cunt with one hand and with the other freed his rampant cock.

With a quick thrust, he rammed his cock deep into my cunt and fucked me standing up with my back against the door! I just clung to him and rode his dick as he pummelled his full length in my willing body. I hadn't expected this, but it was bloody good! Sadly, he came quite quickly and with a groan filled me with his cum.

"Wow," I said as I eased him away from me, cum running down my leg.

"Nice start, now come over here and finish me off." I grabbed his shirt and pulled him onto the bed. Falling back on the bed, I spread my legs and pushed his face down onto my hot pussy. Mike got the message and in no time his tongue and busy fingers had brought me to a nice climax.

We lay for a while sipping on the wine he had brought and gently fondling each other's willing bodies. Our clothes lay in a heap on the floor, and I was slowly getting him hard again. My intention was to get fucked as many times as possible tonight and at present his was the only cock around.

He giggled as my soft mouth started to nibble at his semi-erect dick. A warm hand moved over my smooth bottom and fingers probed my rear and cunt as I took his cock all the way in my mouth.

After a while, he was hard again, I eased my body off his probing fingers and straddled him with my long legs. He grinned up at me as I took hold of his dick and rubbed the tip against my erect clit. It felt good and I stared straight into his eyes as I sank down all the way onto his hot cock.

Putting my hands on his shoulders I started a long slow rhythm on his dick using all it's length to ride on. I moved quicker and quicker and Mike gripped my hips and thrust hard at me. His face started to contort as he tried to hold on, but I was riding him faster and he exploded deep in me again. I kept going until my orgasm hit me and I collapsed on his chest.

I rolled off him and took another drink of wine. Mike lay sprawled on the bed with a silly grin on his face and worked his hand up my leg and pulled, opening my legs again, exposing my freshly fucked cunt leaking his cum onto his fingers. I laughed and let him finger me, but his cock couldn't respond. Pity.

We both jumped as the door opened, and Paul was stood there.

"Bloody hell" he said. "You two look like you've had a good shagging!"

Mike laughed and said "Jesus, we have, she's fucked my brains out, but it was worth it!"

I took another drink of wine and purred "Hello Paul, like to fuck?"

In no time he had shed his cloths and was between my open legs. His stiff cock slid easily into my cum sodden cunt, and he fucked me hard and fast. He came with a shout, and I was filled with cum again. Mike drank his wine as he watched us fucking and moved over as Paul rolled off me.

After a while I took Paul's cock in my mouth and started to get him hard again. Mike took advantage of my raised ass and began playing with my cunt. As I sucked Paul, Mike probed my rear with his fingers and mouth. I started to long for a cock again. He wasn't up to it yet, but I let him continue playing with me and as Paul got harder.

As I was nibbling on Paul's cock, I felt Mike's dick pressing against my cunt from behind. He slipped in and started fucking me "doggy style" as Paul fucked my mouth. They both came and I took all Paul's cum down my throat in one go as Mike came in my cunt again. There wasn't as much from both of them this time, I was slowly emptying their balls!

After more wine we all fell asleep in a tangle on the bed together. We were well and truly "shagged out".

In the early hours of the morning I was woke up with a start. At first, in the semi-dark, I didn't know where I was, but I could feel my body being explored by more than one set of hands. Slowly I remembered and realised that the two men were starting on me again. I smiled and let them do what they wanted with me.

As unseen hands massaged my breasts, others were probing my pussy and arse. I giggled and worked my body down onto the hands, inviting them to penetrate me. Two fingers started working their way up my cunt as another went up my rear. A mouth clamped itself on my nipple and another hand played with my clit complimenting the fingers fucking me. I was in heaven.

Slowly I was eased upright against one of the men and could feel his stiff cock pressing against my belly. It was Mike and I groaned as the fingers slipped from my holes and onto my arse cheeks. I put my arms round Mike's neck and kissed him deeply as we knelt on the bed. Their strong arms lifted me up enough to allow Mike's cock to find the entry to my pussy. I wriggled my rear, and it slipped right up me as they lowered me again. Mike started to slowly fuck me, and I clung to his neck and enjoyed the slow rhythmic fuck I was getting.

I felt Paul moving closer to me and the heat from his naked body felt nice on my bare skin. His hard dick rubbed on my back as I was moved up and down from Mike's fucking.

Paul's dick felt unusually slippery and as I reached the top of a fuck, it slipped easily between my arse cheeks. His hands eased my cheeks apart and he gently introduced the tip of his cock to my open rear. Moaning quietly, I relaxed my muscles as his slick cock slowly penetrated deeper into me, in time with Mike's fucking.

The three of us settled into a steady fucking and I was sandwiched between the two men. My wish to be "doubled" again was being fully satisfied as they used my willing body. I was totally in their hands and loved every gorgeous moment of it.

Eventually, I felt Paul stiffen behind me and he came strongly in me. His jerking upset our rhythm and Mike reacted by filling my cunt with his cum. As the two of them filled me, my body finally responded with a shattering orgasm, we all flopped on the bed. I was asleep moments after we hit the duvet, exhausted by all the fucking.

I was awakened by a knocking on the door and looked at the clock. It said it was ten in the morning and again it took a few moments to realise where I was. I grinned to myself as I called "who is it?" A voice said it was only the cleaner and she would come back later.

Sprawling naked on the bed I rubbed my well-used pussy and realised that it was sore!

There was no sign of Paul or Mike, I noticed a note propped against the TV. It simply said, "Thanks, maybe call again?"

I started to wonder where this was all going and what my feelings were for them both. Was I falling in love? Smiling, I remembered how they had fucked me so well and what it had felt like to be used like that. No, it wasn't love, it was just pure lust!!

It worried me what Mark would make of my swollen pussy tonight. I must be mad to be fucking around like this, but I hoped they would call again...