At five we found ourselves on the main road throughYugoslavia towards Italy, a long, dangerous and tiring drive. Still, time pastfast telling each other our ‘season-stories’; it was a real fun drive, that itwas! The silences were filled with load music, stops for gas and food andboo.., coffee… We advanced nicely and thought our plan for driving nonstop,change driver every 2 hours, after a short stretch and fresh air, was working outfine.
At night we passed the Alps in North Italy and by morning wealso left Austria behind us, on our way to Munich. Anita was sound asleep and Ihad been going for a few hours without talk, music and now also with this low morninglight… I was falling asleep too and had to do something, so I woke up Anita andexplained the situation to her. She acknowledged, turned on the music again andthen took a moment to wake up.
A bid shy Anita turned to me and said, that she thought ofsomething, she somehow always wanted to do, one day, but it never came to it.‘Do you mind driving with the interior lights on?’ she asked, it was stilldarkish inside. I didn’t mind at all, so turned the lights on and needed sometime to adjust to them; Anita didn’t.
Anita opened her door window wide, climbed on her knees upon her seat and pointed her tight ass in the air blowing in, starting playingwith her skirt. I was admiring the side and trying to keep the car on the road.I felt her hands opening my shorts, tenderly grabbing my dick and balls,showing them the light. She asked: ‘You mind?’, but gave me no time to answer…
She bend over to me and softly explored my cock with hertongue, telling me to keep my eyes on the road and if there is a car that Iwant to very slowly overtake, she wouldn’t mind, as long as the light is on andher face down… I tell you I was super very happy to be part of her experimentand that our life lines crossed. We’re just arriving in the Munich-area, withincreasing traffic and more and more cars to be very slowly overtaken. I wishedit could last forever, but it didn’t… We left Munich behind us and she says:‘Okay, let’s get gas and food and coffee and I’ll drive the next part, I’mawake now.’ And so we do, it’s clear and nice outside, the world has its colorback, or do I see clearer now.
After food and coffee in the parking gardens grass, we haveto move on; we’re on a schedule. Anita gets behind the wheel and makes someadjustments to the wheel and her seat, puts a small sort of cushion under herbutt and takes of her underwear, thou there isn’t very much of it. She curls upher skirt a bit and gears up. Full of gas and food, we’re on our way again,from Munich to Bonn, where Anita lives, at least another 10 hours to go.
The music is on another channel and on lower volume whenAnita asks me to describe how it felt, how did she look and how did she do. Itold her, at first I was a bit overwhelmed and didn’t really know how torespond, what to do, until I understood I didn’t need to respond, and drivingwas what I had to do. I told her that I was happy and honored to be part of theexperiment and thoroughly enjoyed it, especially the faces and reactions of thepeople in cars we overtook was a nice touch… She wanted to know all of it andthen spreads her legs, looking at me with kindly demanding eyes nobody canrefuse.
I go up my seat, sit down on my knees and slowly roll up herskirt a bit further, my fingers stroking her legs and Venus doing so, slowlyand labored, I turn on the indoor lights and slowly bent over to kiss her legs,equally sharing, slowly kissing my way up, slowly closing in, and then with alittle help of my fingertips touchdown in her soft and warm pussy, where mytongue is having a little party. Not long after, Anita pulls in another parkinglot, parks, and jumps out. She opens my door and pulls me out, just lucky tonot fall out of the car and wants me there and now and inside… We were notgoing to be able to keep the schedule, but nobody complained and we had morethan enough rubbers.
Only a few hours overdue I dropped of Anita in Bonn, wehugged and kissed goodbye and I left her and Germany and a great summer behind.I have never seen Anita since…