My X husband was both physically and mentally abusive. I couldn’t take any more of his crap and left him and to get a divorce.  After a lengthy drawn-out divorce. I decided to move away. I headed west on I-70 to start a new life for myself. While driving and thinking about my life and the way it had been going and after driving several hundred miles and I was depressed. I looked in the rear view mirror I noticed a car in the mirror. This car was coming up to pass me. I made some gestures to give the car plenty of space to pass me. I slowed down to make him pass, which it did. It came back around in front of me and slowed down.

This car slowed down to make me pass him. We had started this little game of leapfrog for some 100 miles, it had somehow taken on a life of its own. It had started innocently enough. I noticed him slowing a bit after we made eye contact on another a pass. It was about the thirtieth time we had passed each other, and our gestures had gone from eye contact to casual flirtation to go along with. Finely it when to “Come and get It”

He blew me a kiss as he overtook me in the left lane. As I expected, he slowed about two car lengths in front, allowing me to pass & retrieve my position in front. Getting bolder, I looked over as he drew alongside, taking my foot off the gas to pace with him. I put my finger in my mouth, all the way to the hilt, withdrawing it slowly as I watched his eyebrows rose over the rim of his sunglasses.

A grin split his face, and I stomped on the gas pedal, pulling in front. In the distance I saw a sign announcing a rest area a few miles ahead, and some more naughty thoughts crossed my mind. Would he? As we drew closer I moved into the right lane and turned on the turn signal. He fell in behind me, and my mind wondered, what was going through his mind. What the hell was I thinking? Was I crazy? The fact that it was dangerous, and that this was someone I had never met before somehow made it all the more exciting. My heart racing, I pulled off the highway into the rest area, slowly making my way past the cars and trucks to find a secluded spot in the back of the area. He pulled in next to me. I sat for a moment, gathering my courage & then I quickly darted to his car and hopped in.

His eyes were wide with a mixture of amazement, pleasant surprise, and wonderment. He looked even better than I imagined, shirtless, tan, and buff. I guessed him to be in his early thirties. His mouth opened to speak, but I quickly covered it with my own, drawing him into me with my kisses as I felt him embrace me, hesitantly at first, then strong and firm. He recovered from his shock and began to take charge, entangling his hands in my hair as he pulled my head back to kiss my neck. My body gave in, and I fell back into the car's plush seat as he covered my neck and shoulders with kisses and gentle bites.

I felt his hand move to caress my breast, and in an instant he was inside my bra, tugging at my nipples. I felt a throbbing between my legs, and I thrust my hips forward, squirming in the seat. He pulled my shirt over my head and had my bra off. My nipples hardened as a tingling went through my boobs. Backing away slightly to look me over, he seemed pleased with what he saw before diving back in to take my right nipple in his mouth, gently biting it. I arched my back, offering myself to him. I saw his cock behind his loose shorts, and I pulled the waistband out slowly, setting it free of its confines. I gasped in surprise; it stood straight at to attention, almost pointing straight out and up to the center of the steering wheel. He moved to the passenger seat under me.

"Must be my lucky day," I said with a grin.  "Yeah, your lucky day," he chuckled.

I winked at him and bent to playfully lick the tip of his dick. A glistening droplet of pre-cum had formed, which I greedily removed with my tongue.  He let out a tiny gasp, and I felt him rise to meet my lips. I took the head in my mouth, using the tip of my tongue to lick the underside, and burying my face as I sank as far as I was able to. I managed to take most of him into my mouth, but it was so wide I couldn't seem to get it past my back teeth. This disappointed me, as I wanted to impress him with my ability to deep throat this stranger. He didn't seem to mind however. His hips began to move rhythmically with me as I felt his hands on the back of my head forcing my head down. 

He pulled me back up to his mouth, and I felt his hand tugging at the button of my shorts. They opened easily for him, and he pulled them off and casually tossed them into the back seat with my clothes, panties and all. His hand dove between my legs, and he began to massage my hungry pussy. I was already so turned on that I nearly left the seat in my effort to meet his touch. He slid a finger inside, feeling the wetness that suddenly doubled as I came. One finger became two, and I rode his hand with reckless care. I was glad for the loud stereo to mask my cries of this delightful welcomed attention my cunt was getting from a perfect stranger.

He withdrew his hand from my love connection. With one skillful move he lifted me toward him, centering me on the seat as he deftly dropped me onto his throbbing cock, straddling him. I felt the length of it ram into me, filling me as full as I had ever been, and I let out a scream. He looked at me and smiled, but I quickly recovered what composure I had left. I kissed him hard with wet sloppy kisses. He began to guide me. Gripping my hips in his hands as we moved in unison. I felt another orgasm begin to overtake my insides and my moans became cries of ecstasy.

I ground myself onto him, feeling him pulsate deep inside me. His movements became more urgent, and I felt his hot sticky liquid explode into me, our juices gushing out of me with every stroke. We both collapsed into the seat, his cock still inside me. We sat that way for a moment. I slowly, but reluctantly, crawled off of him, feeling his spent cock slip out of my wet, freshly fucked pussy. Wordlessly, Very few words were ever spoken. I gathered my clothing and dressed. He looked at me again, unsure what to say. I kissed him, and before he could speak. I quickly exited his car and climbed into my own. He was still sitting there as I backed out of the parking spot and drove away, hardly able to believe what had just happened, it just did.

As I left I started to finger my pussy to get his seed on my finger and suck it down my throat.  I didn’t even ask his name, who he was, where he was from or where he was going. I didn’t even care. I never did that before or since. He was just a welcomed sexual pleasure that just happened that we both enjoyed.