This story was inspired by three things in particular, well…..four I guess in total.
Firstly, Venice & Ryan Bloggs and their “Fuck it-List” a brilliant take on the Bucket list sensation.
Secondly, my uncle who had/has leukemia and was able to make it to remission successfully with the absolutely fantastic care of the Canadian healthcare system.
Thirdly, my own trip down the West coast of the United States. I’ve driven this route and I have to say if you’re ever going to take a long road trip, this is one that you should try to do.
….the fourth inspiration is simply my untamed brain which seems to find sex in everything and anything. =)
The Road Trip
Chapter 1 – Ruby Beach, Almost
“When did this get on the list?” Rodney said with a huff, taking the paper off the fridge where it had been for weeks and waving it in Sarah’s direction.
“It was always there Rod,” Sarah replied with a smirk, “I just made a slight amendment.”
“It’s a pretty big amendment,” Rodney scowled. He knew he had told her, “Anything goes.” But he didn’t expect her to really push the boundaries this much.
“You said anything,” Sarah reminded him.
“You said if I get healthy enough you and I will do as many things as we can before….”
Rodney interrupted “I know.”
Sarah was healthy now but it was likely only temporary. The doctors had not given her the best prognosis. Her particular type of leukemia gave her a less than 20% chance of survival and even if she did end up in remission her chance of regression was very high. The doctors had been frank with her and Rodney which they appreciated despite the long nights of tear filled hugs the honesty had caused.
Sarah was only 31. She had so much more life to live. So many things she wanted to do and to experience. She and Rodney wanted to have kids but that was impossibility now. Sarah was well aware that her time was fast approaching. She and Rodney had created a bucket list for her it was through great effort and perseverance that she fought through the chemo to make it to this point.
Sarah had always wanted to travel the world. Seeing foreign countries and experiencing other cultures. She had always thought there would be more time. One of the items on her list was to travel down the west coast from Washington to Southern California in an RV with her husband. This was the line item that she had made an amendment to. Next to the large bold times new roman type was something she had jotted down in dark blue pen. “Fucking any cute guy or gal that will let us.”
Rodney was surprised to see the updated entry but not completely shocked. As she was going through her treatments Sarah and him had found a new level of candor in their relationship. The threat of impending death probably does that to any relationship. It can either push you apart or pull you together. Sarah and Rodney had talked about things they always wanted to do but didn’t because of time or other constraints. Sarah told him about always wanting to visit Paris. Rodney told her about visiting Machu Picchu. This was how they began this bucket list.
During one of these moments of honesty Sarah had offhandedly mentioned to Rodney that she had always wanted to try a threesome but never found the courage to ask for it. He was dumbfounded. She had always outwardly appeared to be a conservative woman. She was the girl next door type and this was what initially had grabbed his attention. She never did herself up in obscene amounts of makeup. She dressed down, subdued and casual. Her long blonde hair was continuously in a ponytail never styled or teased into a state worthy of a cover shoot for a magazine. As well despite her shapely curves it was only in the comfort of a dimly lit bedroom that Rodney ever got to see them.
Rodney had also wanted to try a threesome and perhaps much more but felt like he had to suppress these desires for the sake of Sarah’s love. To find out that she had the same desires as he did was both liberating and depressing. If they had been able to be this honest with each other earlier in their relationship perhaps things would be different. “Well I suppose it’s on the list then isn’t it.” He mused, replacing the paper to the fridge and securing it with a magnet. “I guess we have to do it now don’t we?”
Sarah smirked and winked at him. The chemo had messed with her body but the one thing that never died was her libido. It was such an awful feeling to be so incredibly tired and sick yet still so anxious to be intimate. Now that she was finally feeling so much healthier Sarah was overwhelmed with raging desires for sex. She wanted to man handle any man or woman that looked even reasonably attractive. Since she had trouble sleeping she’d often sit in bed next to Rodney and imagine scenarios where she had brought a girl home for them to play with. Or perhaps she’d have her own boy toy and “force” Rodney to sit in the corner and watch them. All manner of permutations and combinations raced through her mind as she sat there awake in the dark. On more than one occasion she had slipped under the sheets and taken her husband’s beautiful cock into her mouth, teasing him while he slept.
Rodney was her rock through all of this. He was an average guy with average looks but what he lacked in physical appearance he made up for everywhere else. He was a man of strong character and conviction. When he set his mind to something he accomplished it. When he promised something he never reneged on it. He was a glorious man and utterly perfect in Sarah’s eyes. With each passing day he was more handsome to her than before. His eyes were greener, his hair blacker, his shoulders stronger, and his back thicker. Rodney was her personal knight in shining armor. She felt the deep need to share this with the world. She wanted to show him off. She wanted everyone to know how incredible he was. Sarah had supposed that it was this desire that drove her to wishing to share their bed with others.
“You’re the best husband ever.” Sarah laughed before walking up to him and running her hand down his chest and over his cock. He smiled and blew her a kiss.
“Final exams are in a couple of weeks. How about you book the RV next week and we’ll start planning our route.” Rodney said with a beaming smile. The biggest draw for being a teacher was having summers off. He didn’t mind kids too much. He was good at handling their particular brand of insanity. But having summers off guaranteed every year was a delight.
Next week Sarah texted Rodney while he was in class “RV is booked. We pick it up in Seattle. Can’t wait to fk u silly in it. Now be a good boy and try not to pop a boner in class. Lol” several seconds later Rodney’s cell vibrated on his desk while he was in the middle of reviewing covalent bonds with his students. He read the message as he spoke, choking back a chuckle. The first moment he was free he texted her back “summer luvin’…” And immediately received the expected reply “…had me a blast. Lol” It was Sarah’s and Rodney’s inside joke. Because of her naturally blonde hair and often more plain looks, anytime she dressed up Rodney could be heard yelling “Sannnnnndy!” Like Danny in Grease. To which Sarah would respond “Tell me about it…stud.” This was assisted by Sarah’s passing resemblance to Olivia Newton-John and Rodney’s wavy jet black hair making him Travolta, if only with a smaller head and slightly less hair product.
A few short weeks later they were on a plane from their little boring corner of the Midwest to emerald green Seattle. Sarah’s hair was coming back nicely and she felt stronger and healthier each day. Rodney also noted how much friskier his wife was. While ordinarily she would keep public displays of affection to a minimum, since she was in remission he would often be accosted by her wandering hand in the middle of the supermarket. He felt like a silly teenager again, sprouting erections at the most awkwardness of times. Nothing says inappropriate like your wife flashing her panty-less crotch just before standing for the opening hymn at church. Sarah felt like she was owed it. She felt like life was far too short to spend it worrying about the opinions of uptight prudes. So she made a game of it. Whispering dirty things into Rodney’s ear as he tried to order food in the drive through. Flashing her breasts to the attendant filling her gas tank as Rodney went inside to pay. Calling random numbers from home and jumping immediately into sex talk before the other person knew what was happening.
Whatever Sarah fancied doing she did. But best of a Rodney supported her in it. As much as she was the one going through this devastating disease, Rodney looked like he aged 15 years in a matter of months while she was in chemo. Now that she was healthier she made sure to show her appreciation for his love and support. Games, fantasies and all manner of things she would have shunned before cancer she decided to try. There were some hits and some misses. She did find out that cuffs were ok as long as they were the fluffy kind. The real ones pinched too much. Ropes were good as long as they were thicker nylon. Feathers were a god send, and candle wax …definitely not a fan of it.
At first it was hard to be intimate with Rodney. She felt so self conscious about her appearance. When the chemo was finally done she felt like she looked more like a skeleton than a vivacious woman that she was in her mind. In time, however, and with Rodney’s constant encouragement and reassurance she regained all the confidence she once had but without the inhibitions that used to restrain her.
The most tragic of all of this was she was no longer had a chance of conceiving a child. The radiation treatments and her age had seen to that. She and Rodney had put it off for so long thinking there would always be time. But the time slipped away and now, the chance was gone. Sarah had decided then, that of she couldn’t provide a son or daughter for her husband, she was going to provide him with an absolutely legendary sex life. So while Rodney’s coworkers sat with him in the teachers’ lounge and felt guilty for their full family lives, he would be receiving numerous salacious texts from Sarah. She would send pictures of her in various states of disrobe or a delicious suggestion of what next on their “fuck it bucket list” they would attempt. In a fit of pure mania she sent a picture of her and her physiotherapist in a deep wet kiss. The kiss was posed of course with the help of Tanya her therapist but posed or not it got both Rodney and Sarah thinking.
Tanya had become great friends with Sarah over the time they had spent together during her recovery. Tanya was a lesbian, and a proud one at that. She made no apologies for her choices and sometimes during their sessions Tanya would overtly hit on Sarah. At the time Tanya knew of Sarah’s body image issues and felt that even though she was employed to take care of her physical recovery she could quite handily help with some of those esteem issues. It had worked, much to Sarah’s surprise. She had never really considered women as an option but after hearing Tanya talk about her past girlfriends and how amazing she thought Sarah’s ass was her opinion wavered. She had mentioned this in an offhand remark to Rodney and to her surprise he fully supported her if she decided that she wanted to experiment with Tanya. Rodney, like most heterosexual men, found the lure of lesbianism somehow irresistible. Two sessions later he received the naughty wet lesbian kiss picture while at lunch. That evening he came home and had one of the most explosive lovemaking sessions that the couple had ever experienced. Despite Tanya not being in the room in Rodney’s mind she was there and he was intoxicated with the thought.
A few weeks later he was sitting in the corner biting his lip and shaking his head in excitement as he watched his wife explore her first lesbian experience right in front of him. Tanya had some interesting techniques he had not even thought of, and watching his wife moaning and writhing under the expert hand, and tongue of a lifelong lesbian was undeniably hot. Tanya even was good enough to stick around as he took his turn at Sarah. After he was done, spent, and listless, she took over and sent Sarah into blissful oblivion several more times. As much as he knew outwardly to say she never looked more beautiful than on their wedding day that particular night made him a liar from that point on.
Even while on the plane Sarah and Rodney were still in the process of planning out their trip. There was no big rush. Because of her health Sarah had been on sick leave from her executive job at the bank for almost a year now. Rodney had nearly two full months off consecutively. With nothing to tie them down at home, they were free to breeze down the coast at their leisure. As such they had no intention of taking the interstate. Instead they were going to travel down Highway 101 all the way from Seattle to San Diego. Unlike the I-5, Highway 101 hugged the very edge of the coast. It ran through a multitude of parks and boasted unbelievable coastal vistas. The plan was to only travel from noon till 6pm each day. There were enough small picturesque towns and beaches that Sarah and Rodney would have number of beautiful options to settle down for the evening and enjoy seeing the sunset from a new spot each night. If there was one thing the couple had learned through this experience was to stop and soak up each moment. Instead of rushing down the quickest route they were designing their trip to relax.
Now obviously Sarah has made the surprising suggestion to Rodney that they stop and fuck any couple or single male or female they found along the way, but that was an unknown. Who was to say how easily they would be able to find willing participators. Sarah and Rodney had been together so long that neither was quite that adept at picking up anyone. They were far from bar stars, and didn’t have the swagger of expert swingers. With this in mind, and wanting to ensure that Sarah wasn’t going to be disappointed, Rodney has secretly planned ahead and got in contact with a number of swingers clubs along the route. Though he was initially surprised how many clubs there were considering the small size of most of the towns, he had reasoned that the more liberal minded and marijuana friendly west coast naturally lent itself to these sorts of things. At any rate, before they had even purchased the plane tickets Rodney had accumulated numerous contacts and suggested hangouts to find what Sarah was looking for.
After landing in Seattle the two took the first cab they found straight to the RV rental establishment. Luckily for them this rental company had numerous locations on the coast and was able to allow a one way rental to San Diego. After picking up the RV the next stop they made was to a local sex shop. Once there they picked up a month’s worth of lube, condoms, and other toys that one wouldn’t dare being in their carry-on luggage. Sarah had giggled as the clerk bagged all the items that it would have been more cost effective if they could have purchased it all in bulk at Costco. By 2pm they were on the road and exiting Seattle on their way into legend.
With the day already on its way Rodney decided to make a beeline for their first destination. With Sarah in the back of the RV getting items sorted and stowed, Rodney took the next step on their journey adjusting the GPS unit to avoid all interstate roads. He plugged in the destination and out popped the route. Looking at it, he made one small change then placed it back in its perch on the dashboard. “In 250 yards, take next exit right to Highway 101.” the electronic woman’s voice commanded. “Yes ma’am.” Rodney answered back, chuckling to himself. Sarah had finished hanging, folding and arranging all of their clothes and now had moved on to other important items such as, where to store all condoms, lube, and toys. She also chuckled to herself and bit her lip with a small squeal of anticipation. They were journeying into the unknown and like any journey of this nature it was both thrilling and nerve racking. She made her way from the back of the RV to the expansive cabin to sit next to Rodney in the co-pilot’s chair. Nodding to herself as she stroked the arms of the chair, pushed buttons on the dash, and looking around the RV from this new perspective Sarah was clearly pleased with herself.
“It’s bigger than I was expecting.” Sarah said with a laugh.
“I seem to recall you saying that about me too.” Rodney quipped, the joke locked and loaded for any opportunity. Sarah swung over to slap him on the shoulder but missed due to the vehicle’s width and her lack of reach. “But I agree. When you showed me the pictures you couldn’t get a sense of how big this thing is, but now that we’re here, damn it’s huge!” he laughed loudly. He was still getting used to the vehicle and Seattle traffic was blasting by him as if he was stationary. Changing lanes took some getting used to as he no longer had the ability to check a rear view mirror nor even shoulder check. To compensate Rodney was driving about 10 mph below the speed limit. With everyone else driving 20 mph above it, the RV was like a large rock in a fast stream, just getting in the way. He signaled and accidentally shoulder checked into the back of the RV for the last time before they reached Highway 101.
A few short hours later Sarah had reached across the gap between them to grasp Rodney’s hand. She was looking out at the Pacific Ocean for the first time in her life. Across from them was the Strait of Juan de Fuca and in the distance she could make out the tip of Vancouver Island. Sarah smiled to herself and let out a contented sigh. She had made it. An alarm went off on her phone and she walked to the back of the RV, retrieved numerous pills and began the dutiful task of downing each of them one at a time. None of them tasted that great, but then they were never really designed to be enjoyable. They were designed to keep her alive. She placed the bottles back in their new storage area and grabbed to sodas from the cute little fridge. She brought them back up to Rodney and he graciously accepted without taking his eyes off the road. Highway 101 was not a very large thoroughfare. It was two-way traffic at 60 mph speeds. With the vehicle still feeling bloated to him, he found it hard not to panic about running off the shoulder, or running into oncoming traffic.
“According to Lucy we’ll be at Ruby Beach in two hours.” he told Sarah, talking out of the corner of his mouth as people do when they don’t want to turn their heads. She nodded in response before stopping and turning to look at Rodney.
“Who’s Lucy?” she asked, confused at the apparent third passenger that didn’t have a corporeal form.
Rodney took his right hand off the wheel briefly pointing to the GPS before quickly returning it to the “Two” position of 10 and 2 driving fame.
Sarah chuckled, “You named the GPS Lucy? Why would you name it Lucy?”
“It’s not an it, it’s a her,” he corrected “and I figured if I’m going to take orders from a strange woman’s disembodied voice, I should at least know her name.” He pointed to the GPS and then to Sarah, “Lucy, this is Sarah. Sarah, Lucy.” and he smirked to himself as yet another large truck passed by going the opposite direction missing the RV by feet that felt like inches. He took a quick breath and tried to relax.
“I think you named her Lucy,” Sarah said with a smoother more sultry tone now standing next to Rodney, “because you enjoy having women tell you what to do with your big…fat…..RV.” she drew out the last words as she whispered into his ear, dragging her hand up the inside of his thigh to rest on his crotch. Rodney took another quick gasp as he felt the tender fingers of his wife run over his balls, and stiffening cock. He dared not turn to look at her as another truck passed inches away. The sense of imminent danger was palpable. “I bet your Lucy would love to do this if she could…” Sarah continued, drawing his fly down as she nibbled on his ear.
Rodney grunted and then mouthed the words, “Fuck me.” His wife was insatiable, and while ordinarily that was a delight he feared what may come next and whether or not he could power through the distraction and not veer into the guardrail on one side, or oncoming traffic on the other side.
Sarah ran her hand down her husband’s chest, feeling each quick breath and each beat of his heart. Once more she allowed her hand to rest on his crotch. Despite Rodney’s twitchy appearance his body agreed with her attentiveness and she felt the hardness of his cock expanding against the increasingly strained underwear. Rodney gasped once more as her delicate hand reached inside the fly of his underwear and made first contact with his sex. Her fingers were refreshingly cool and despite having experienced her touch many times before, it still came as a delightful shock. Sarah reached in further and gripped his shaft tightly, pulling it back and to the side straight through the opening her hand had just traveled. Rodney took a glance over at Sarah; her gaze was fixed on his manhood. He glanced up at the road and it was suitably empty, at least for now. He reset the cruise control to a lower speed and graciously spread his legs further to allow his wife better access. She was gently stroking him now, sliding her hand up and down his shaft, feeling its heat, its smooth pulsating head, its ridges and veins. Sarah bit her lip as she did so. She wanted his cock so bad. She wanted to taste him and have him in her mouth. To feel his sex running in and out as she danced her tongue around it. Sarah wanted to hear Rodney moan. She wanted to feel his hand upon her head, tangling his fist in her hair and tugging her where he needed her attention. She continued to slide her hand up and down and smirked to herself as a small clear drop of pre-cum emerged from his sweet delicious sex.
Rodney tried desperately to concentrate on the road but Sarah’s hand was just perfect. She had long ago discovered the right pressure, tension and stroke rate to drive Rodney wild. He heard himself moan as he enjoyed her attention but just as another vehicle sped by them, he felt the warm wet embrace of Sarah’s loving mouth. She took his cock slowly into her, letting her tongue swirl around his head as she took him deeper. As she did she could feel his hips slightly grind up into her and she couldn’t help but get excited. She loved giving Rodney head. She loved being in control of his body. She loved teasing him and pushing him to new levels of excitement. But most of all, she just loved when he lost his mind and blasted a hot, thick, salty sweet helping of cum into her mouth. It was the delicious cherry on top of a beautiful tasty cock sundae. She pulled her mouth off of him and smiled, slowly stroking his sex as it glistened in the darkened cabin of the speeding RV.
Rodney looked down at his beautiful wife. Her big blue eyes staring back up at him. She looked serene and happy as she wistfully thought about the trip to come. Almost absentmindedly she stroked Rodney’s cock. It was only his sudden gasp that reminded her of the current situation. “How long till we get there?” She asked no longer looking at Rodney but instead looking at his erect shaft.
Rodney reached over Sarah and grabbed “Lucy”. After a moment he returned the device and stated “Two hours. Why?”
“Do you think you could recover by then?” She continued while reaching her tongue out to circle the head of his straining cock while gripping and gently twisting the shaft the way she knew he liked.
“Fuuuuck.” Rodney groaned wriggling in his chair. He wasn’t sure if his answer should be a yes or a no but the sweet pleasurable torture Sarah was enacting on him was too much to give up. “Sure, sure I can.” He mumbled. A series of vehicles flew by the RV in the opposite direction causing the great beastly machine to shudder just as its driver was.
“You better or there’ll be trouble,” was Sarah’s only retort before dropping down and engulfing his sex once more into her loving mouth. Rodney slapped the armrest and moaned simultaneously mashing his foot down on the accelerator. Not expecting the sudden jolt of speed he panicked and grabbed the wheel swerving the RV back and forth if only slightly. Sarah gripped Rodney roughly but didn’t let his cock out of her mouth if anything she accidentally took him even deeper. He moaned in appreciation before letting out a nervous chuckle.
“Well that was close.” He laughed.
Sarah took his spit slickened member out of her mouth momentarily to say “I can think of worse reasons to crash.” She slid her hand down his shaft and cupped Rodney’s balls gently in her hand, “but I think you’re going to roll this monstrosity if I go any further.”
Rodney groaned in protest. As much as it was irresponsible and very dangerous he didn’t want anything else in this moment. Looking ahead he saw a sign approaching indicating there was a picturesque viewing spot in half a mile. “One more mile,” he said to Sarah. “Just one more mile.”
Sarah shrugged and dove back onto his cock. She really loved Rodney’s penis. There was no point where she had to decide to enjoy it. Or decide to like it. She didn’t have to get past anything distasteful or odd. Right from the first time she saw his hard cock in front of her she knew she loved it. Sarah loved the way it felt in her hand. How the head was shaped. Its ridges. It’s heat. It was so distinctly male. So primal and beautiful. It looked angry, aggressive and mean. Sarah adored it. With renewed excitement she ran her mouth back up and down on his sex. She felt Rodney’s hand on her head and the tight sensual sting of her hair being pulled as he directed her where he needed her most. Rodney was moaning and thrusting his hips up into her waiting mouth which only encouraged Sarah to go further.
Moments later the tires squealed as the RV swung hard to the right, rumbling up a short incline to the previously indicated vista. The large vehicle pitched forward as Rodney hammered on the brakes. He sat for a moment looking out at the ocean, his beautiful wife completely engrossed in her self-appointed task. Rodney gripped her head roughly and pulled her up to see what she was missing. She smiled at the sight. It was her first view of the Pacific Ocean; Rodney intended it to be memorable. Now that she was standing Rodney quickly extracted himself from the large pilot’s chair, his spit slickened cock awkwardly swinging about hitting things as he moved. With his hand still on Sarah’s head he pushed her tight up to the dash. Instinctively she spread her arms out to the side and bit her lip in anticipation of what was to come. Rodney loved taking her from behind. He loved the way her back contorted and flexed as she tensed up with each tender teasing. He loved the way she looked back at him as he slid his thickened phallus deep into her. He loved gripping and spanking her small but enticingly cute ass. Sarah loved it even more. She arched her back and spread her legs slightly. Rodney flipped up her cute loose fitting skirt and was delighted to find she had ditched her panties earlier that evening. With a carnivorous tongue he stabbed at her before licking her pussy from her clit all the way back up and over her tender tight asshole. Sarah shuddered and bit her lip. Rodney was such an expert in his oral attention. He said it was because he thought he had a small penis and worked hard to compensate for it. Sarah knew better. He was deliciously well-endowed but just didn’t realize it. He was the male equivalent of a late blooming sexy woman. The over compensation for a trait he didn’t have made him an excellent lover. The best Sarah had experienced, at least, the best she’d experienced so far.
She giggled to herself at the thought. As Rodney continued to lash at her throbbing excited pussy with his tongue, Sarah’s mind wandered over the premise of this trip. Thinking of the new experiences they would share, the people they’d meet, and the hot sex they were bound to have made Sarah’s legs shudder and twinge a little. She was incredibly turned on. Her husband’s tongue was working its magic behind her. She reveled in it, moaning and pushing herself back onto him. It was almost so engrossing that she failed to notice the young couple in the car in front of her, making out as well. She opened her mouth and squealed as Rodney brought his hand down onto her ass. Spanking her and telling her she was such a bad girl. She was. She really was. She was watching the couple kissing and caressing each other in the open aired convertible. Sarah desperately wanted them to be aware of her presence. She wanted the other couple to share in the mutual excitement. Rodney spanked her again and once more she squealed. Unintentionally louder than last time. She saw a flash of eyes and smirked as the female counterpart from the car in front looked up and saw her there. From her view, Sarah was simply an odd woman leaning on the console of her RV and squealing for no reason. She scowled at Sarah, not understanding what was happening. She tapped her partner on the shoulder and gestured with her head to look up at Sarah. The man, less upset and more amused simply winked at Sarah before returning to kiss his companion. She was less amused. She wasn’t really enticed by the thought of a strange woman squealing and staring at them. This all changed, however when Rodney stood up, grabbed Sarah’s hair roughly, and pulled her back towards him. He bit her neck and growled into her ear, “You’re mine now you dirty little bitch.” and Sarah shuddered and moaned. Rodney looked up and caught the eye of the young woman who suddenly and quite unexpectedly, at least for her, gasped and shuddered herself. The look in Rodney’s eyes was intense and unforgiving. He glared at her as if to say, “You’re next.” and the young woman was enthralled. Her partner believing it to be all his attention and none of the new man in the picture continued to clumsily kiss and fondle her as she stared at Rodney.
“Fuck me.” Sarah moaned, “I want it so badly baby. I need you in me right now.” she pushed her body back towards her loving husband and felt the heat of his cock push against her naked ass.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you?” Rodney growled again. “You’d like this dick inside of you wouldn’t you?” Sarah nodded without saying a word. “You want to show them how much you love it don’t you?” he continued, reaching down and caressing her very wet pussy. Rodney slid a finger into her and smiled as she gasped. He grinned and stared at the young woman as he continued to slide his finger back and forth. Sarah moaned as she ached for it. Her pussy was drenched. She was so terribly excited she didn’t know how much teasing she could really take. Sarah could feel his finger exploring her, touching her inside and setting off mini explosions of pleasure within her. It felt good, but she definitely wanted more. Sarah turned Rodney and whimpered wiggling her ass from side to side. Gently he extracted his finger then ran it slowly down her slit to her pulsating clit. She moaned and arched her back further, once more pushing back to him. He lovingly drew little circles over her sensitive sex before running his fingers back over her pussy. Then with a quick expert motion Rodney paired two fingers together and slid them into Sarah spreading his fingers and twisting as he eased himself into her. The pleasure of his technique was exquisite and she squealed for the third time. The young man in the car in front of them looked up again, certain that he was the cause of all the commotion in the RV. Upon raising his gaze he saw Rodney ravaging his wife. The shock of seeing another man where he thought was none was startling to say the least. The two men locked looks and primal instinct took over. Despite the awkwardness of the sudden revelation, the young man’s animal brain intensified the aggressiveness within him and he began to increase the ferocity of his attack on his partner. She was all for it. Deep inside, even though she wanted to be wooed and loved, she knew she wanted to be savagely fucked by her man. She never found the words to say it, nor the guts to bring it up, but now suddenly without warning he was the man she deeply wished he would be.
Rodney was not immune to the influence of millions of years of evolution and survival instincts. He slid his two fingers in and out of Sarah and reveled in her loud incomprehensible mix of grunts and ramblings. He tugged on her short blond hair and pulled her head back to him at an awkward angle. Her neck bent back he kissed her lovingly on her forehead as he simultaneously withdrew his fingers, and slid his aching cock into the warm wet embrace of her spasming pussy. Sarah gasped and squealed again. The young couple looked up again and both enjoyed seeing the sight of Sarah losing her mind. Taking a cue from the older couple in the RV, the young man pulled his partner up and spun her around. She rested over the trunk of the convertible as her suddenly savage boyfriend slid his cock into her. Now both couples fucked with passion and abandon watching each other with vicious intent. Rodney glared at the young woman and she melted. His angry alpha male demeanor made her quiver and only served to entice her lover to fuck her even harder. The shiny silver convertible rocked back and forth with each thrust of his cock into her and she closed her eyes and gasped with excitement. Sarah watched the couple and moaned. She knew exactly how the young woman was feeling. Her naked breasts were pressed up against the cold metal of the convertible and Sarah could almost feel it just by seeing her. Rodney thrust harder, and deeper, the rough slapping of her ass meeting his hips echoing through the large RV. He brought his hand down again onto her small cute ass and enjoyed watching a red hand shaped mark slowly appear on Sarah’s skin. “Roll….roll….” she muttered between thrusts, “roll down….f-u-uu-u-ck…roll down the window!” she managed to blurt finally. “I ….I fucccck….I wanna hear them!” she shouted as Rodney gripped her hard and slammed into her.
Pausing for a moment he leant over and smacked the two buttons for the driver and passenger windows. Automatically they lowered with a gentle whir. As they did the sounds outside the RV became increasingly louder. Sarah could hear the ocean crashing against the nearby shore. She could hear the rumble of the RV’s engine. She could hear the trees swaying as the off shore breezes played with the rising heat of the air on land. Slowly her mind filtered out all of the background noise and she heard what she wanted. Near to her now she could make out the erratic gasps and slaps of the rival couple in their car. There was a regular gently squeaking of protest coming from the poor helpless mechanical beast they were defiling, but this was nothing compared to the grunts and moans of the couple themselves. The sound reaching Sarah’s ears caused her immediately to squeal in excitement, “Fuuuuck yesssss.” she moaned. The couple looked back up at her, surprised to suddenly hear the voices of two more people when it was only them before.
Rodney chuckled to himself as he managed to make out the young woman whispering to her partner, “Fuck….that’s hot….”. The crystal clear silence of the small vista allowed both couples to hear each other as if they were right next to one another. “I agree,” growled Rodney and he drove himself hard into his wife, he flexed his PC muscle and the head of his cock responded by expanding and relaxing. Sarah moaned loudly feeling Rodney’s thickness pulsing within her. The young woman moaned in turn as she fell under the spell of Sarah and Rodney. Her male counterpart was also enticed but was completely focused on trying to outdo the older more experienced man. He viciously fucked his young companion gripping her shoulders and pounding his cock into her. The convertible rocked back and forth squeaking and complaining with every movement. The young woman had locked eyes with Rodney though, her mouth open wide as she gasped and moaned. As much as she knew it was her lovers sex within her, she felt like it was Rodney that was actually fucking her. The thought of having the man’s penis inside her, this stranger, this aggressive mean looking man fucking her in front of her boyfriend. She started to lose her mind. Sarah knew exactly what was happening. She had fallen under her husband’s spell a long time ago.
She sneered and shouted. “Cum for him you little tart.” She stopped to moan once more as Rodney grabbed a fist full of hair and pulled her back into him, “Cum all over his cock while you think about my husband fucking you!” she continued. The vile and vicious statement disturbingly true. The young woman was shocked but she couldn’t help but be even more excited. What she was thinking was wrong, what she was doing was wrong, but she wanted it so bad. She was being bad and she couldn’t help it. She was getting fucked by one man while her mind was being fucked by another. Her legs shuddered, her eyes rolled back and she let out a long protracted moan as her pussy spasmed over her young lover’s cock in a soul quaking orgasm. The man grunted loudly as her slickened sex clamped down on his cock. “Now cum in her mouth like a good little boy!” Sarah commanded, now directing the scene in front of her. Hearing the words he could think of nothing else. He spun his still spasming lover around to face him and with a quick few strokes spewed his thick white cum into her mouth. She gripped his hips and took his sensitive cock into her mouth, catching the last few shots directly into her mouth and instinctively swallowing immediately. Sarah spasmed at the sight. Her pussy shivered and buzzed with excitement as she felt her body losing control. Rodney kept the slow deep thrusts regular and agonizing as she inched towards her own orgasm. She watched the woman clean up her partner, licking his sweet juice off his cock and his balls before she turned to Sarah and smacked her lips together indicating she loved the taste. The young couple locked eyes with Sarah and it was all she could take. Her legs began to twitch and the RV faded from her view. She couldn’t see anything or feel anything else. Her entire body felt electrified as wave after wave of ever increasing pleasure blasted through her body. She spasmed and shuddered as Rodney kept sliding his thick sex into her. He could feel her twitching around his cock and as she reached down to tug on his balls he lost control himself, blasting a thick load deep inside his wife as she finished her own orgasm. “Fuuuuuuuuuck.” she moaned, delighting in the full, wet, messy feeling.
Rodney and Sarah slowly regained their composure. They chuckled at each other and kissed. It was a glorious start to this epic trip. “We should probably introduce ourselves don’t you think?” Sarah asked her wobbly legged husband. “It’s only polite.”
He smiled and nodded in agreement. As he bent over to retrieve his pants he heard the door open and his wife bounded out of the RV. By the time he had stood back up she was shaking hands with the couple and congratulating them on an excellent performance. As Rodney walked up to them he saw the look in the young woman’s eyes. Something was whispered between the two women and the nodded gleefully. The two men looked at each other with puzzled expressions and both shrugged without exchanging a word. Sarah turned to Rodney and smiled before winking and saying, “This is Melissa.” she placed her hand on Melissa’s shoulder, “and this is Geoff.” she finished, placing her hand on Geoff’s still naked stomach. “They’re going to have dinner with us tonight. How’s that sound?”
Rodney smiled and then looked at Sarah with a mischievous smirk, “Sounds good,” then looked at the young woman, “I’m already looking forward to dessert.”
All four laughed and made their way back to the RV.
Ruby Beach could wait till tomorrow.