Road Trip Ch. 01

We all ate to our hearts content, and under my encouragement we ordered and finished a second bottle of Cabernet.

"Ladies," I started, after a lull in the conversation, "I have reservations for a hotel room here tonight, and I plan to travel on to Louisiana tomorrow. Your company has been delightful, and the conversation has been scintillating. If you'd like you can share my room, no strings. I'll just get two beds and you can have the other one. Then after breakfast, we can go along our merry ways, my trip made a whole lot more enjoyable for your brief presence."

Once again Deirdre was reluctant to accept, but she was obviously so tired, and combined with the wine imbibed, it didn't take long for Ana-Maria and I to talk her into it.

The Sutton County Steakhouse is located in the Devil's River Days Inn, and I was able to change my room from a king to two queen beds, on the bottom floor, courtyard side. It was still pretty early, and the place was mostly empty. We parked the cars and I unloaded the stuff from the back of theirs, as well as some boxes strapped on the top. Their suitcases were a pain, scattered all about the car, and requiring unloading half of it to get to the several bags they needed.

After the final load Ana-Maria suggested a dip in the pool, which had looked so inviting as we passed it time and again with the loads from the cars. It seemed like a great idea to me. The room was still warm; the AC had been turned off, and we'd had to turn it on when we opened the room. It was almost stifling.

Deirdre declined, saying she thought she'd just take a shower, so Ana-Maria and I took turns changing in the bathroom and headed out to the pool.

Her bathing suit was a one-piece that seemed a shame considering how much of her body it covered. It was quite conservative and simple, but I was deeply aware of the treasure it contained. I wore baggy shorts.

We dove into the water and made our way to the shallow end. The water was refreshingly cool, but not so cold as to make it uncomfortable. We laughed and joked and splashed each other, allowing our bodies to come into contact more often and more extensively, until I had her pinned against the wall, our bodies in full contact down my entire right side. Our faces were only inches apart as I realized that I had never kissed her, during our previous play.

Grasping her chin, I turned her face to mine, and my lips just brushed hers, when Deirdre showed up walking down the path from the room. She was wearing a bathrobe, and was carrying a few towels and my six-pack cooler.

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything," she said with an enigmatic smile that would have done the Mona Lisa justice. She set down the cooler and tossed the towels onto some adjoining chairs. "But the more I thought about it, the better the pool idea sounded, while that room cools down." Ana-Maria and I had separated at her approach. I was still very close, but no longer looked like a full-body leech, attached to her from head to toe.

I reached for the cooler and opened it. It had contained four beers, but Deirdre must have restocked; it now had the full six in it. I took one, and passed another to Ana-Maria, after she nodded her assent.

"I'll take one too," Deirdre said. I looked up at her words, as she removed her robe, and my heart nearly stopped. She was amazing. Flawless porcelain skin, lightly freckled on her upper chest and shoulders, graceful curves, flat belly, wrapped in a tiny bikini that did nothing to hide the lean, athletic form it contained.

She dove into the water, slicing through it with a smooth experienced stroke to the opposite end and back, stopping just opposite me. I'm ashamed to say I completely forgot about Ana-Maria for the few moments it took, staring at this ice goddess. Pulling up she shook her hair back out of her face, then stepped right up to me.

"Steve, I don't want you to think I'm ungrateful. You've been nothing but a gentleman, helping us out, buying that incredible dinner, and now sharing your room for the evening. I... I just wanted to say thank you." She leaned forward and gave me a light kiss on the lips, then turned to the side and took her beer in hand.

"I want to say thank you, too," Ana-Maria announced at my side, and turning planted a huge kiss on me, her lips parting and her tongue rapidly penetrating my mouth. I returned the kiss avidly, with my cock tenting my shorts.

"I thought that's what you were doing when I walked up." Deirdre giggled, her elbows pulled back and resting in the water channel at the pools edge, lifting her small breasts up to the edge of the water.

Ana-Maria backed up and grabbed her own beer, laughing. "No that was just a thanks for the car ride, this kiss was for the dinner. I think I'll save the one for the room for later."

Deirdre set her own beer and drifted over to me again. "You're right, Ana-Maria." With that she placed her hand behind my neck, and pulled my mouth to hers. This time the kiss was wetter and harder, lasting at least as long as Ana-Maria's, her body slowly coming up against mine, until her leg wrapped around mine, pulling my crotch into hers, where she held it for just a moment, feeling my hardness before she drifted away, pulling away starting at the bottom, until at the very end she was just leaning forward and allowing our lips to touch.

"Consider that payment in full." She smiled with a devilish grin.

"Please, ladies, no payment is necessary, I swear. Just being around you for the last few hours has made what would have been an otherwise boring trip absolutely wonderful."

That was the end of the kissing unfortunately, and we hung out in the water for a long time, at least half an hour, while we finished two beers each. I explained my travel itinerary to the girls. My next night was supposed to be in Lafayette, Louisiana, after a world-class Cajun feast at Randol's and some time spent enjoying the Zydeco band playing tomorrow. The day after was meant to be a short one for me, heading to Panama City Beach, and visiting a friend from high-school who was now a co-owner of one of the bars on the beach. After a couple of days there I was turning North, back to the D.C. area, where my journey ended.

The girls were in no hurry to get to Gainesville, except that they were trying to conserve their money. Like most college kids, $100 spent on the road could go a long ways toward party expenses during the semester. They had more than a week before classes actually started.

With a nice little buzz started, we finally all agreed it was time to get out of the pool, and head back to the room, before we became huge prunes.

Back in the room, the conversation turned to the shower order, and I volunteered to go last, while the girls went first. Ana-Maria said she could wait, so Deirdre went first.

Once Deirdre was in the bathroom, with the door closed, Ana-Maria came and sat right next to me.

"She's such a cock-tease," Ana said reaching for my cock as she slid off the edge of the bed onto her knees. "I feel so bad leaving you like this so long. I hope you'll forgive me." She looked up at me with a wicked look in her glittering eyes, as I stood before her, allowing her to pull my bathing suit down around my ankles.

I had been semi-hard for most of the last few hours, alternating between a rock-hard state, and a merely swollen tumescence. She grabbed my shaft in her hand, placing her tongue at the base of my shaft and slowly licking to the top. By the time she reached the crest and slid her mouth over the head I was once again hard enough to drive nails.

With a suck and popping noise she pulled my cock out. "We have to hurry, ok? I don't want that tease to see us. Don't hold back."

She gobbled my cock like a pro, pistoning her head up and down over the top half, while pumping my shaft with her hand.

I couldn't believe my luck, with this raven-haired beauty's face full of my cock, and a beautiful naked girl just feet away under a warm water stream. It took only a few minutes of Ana-Maria's demanding mouth to bring me to completion.

"Oh God, I'm there Ana-Maria." I meant it as a warning.

She looked up at me, my cock laying on her tongue, her mouth open wide, while her hands pumped my cock. I exploding with a groan, a huge stream of cum bursting forth, splashing against the roof of her mouth. The second stream was a little wayward, catching her on the cheek, before she pulled my cock deep into her mouth, where I finished and she sucked me clean. After doing her best to suck my balls dry, she pulled back and used her finger to scrape the cum back into her mouth, just as the shower stopped running. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever seen.

After slowly standing and pulling my shorts back up, she fell into my arms and gave me a big salty kiss. "Now I feel better," she told me.

"You think you feel better! I thought my balls were going to burst. You were so incredible." I kissed her again, pulling her hard against me, before she pulled away with a giggle, heading over to the sink, where she grabbed a washcloth, and wet it, wiping away the evidence only moments before Deirdre walked out clad only in two towels, one for her hair, and one trying valiantly to cover her body.

"My turn!" Ana-Maria announced peeling her bathing suit off right there in full view, giving me a wink and heading into the shower area.

"She is pretty brazen," Deirdre said, as she bent over from the waist, picking up Ana-Maria's bathing suit, and tossing it onto the far edge of the sink. That little act almost killed me. As she bent over, the towel crept up her rear, exposing a light pink almost hairless pussy peeking back at me. If I had any doubt as to her intention, the quick glance she cast my way in the mirror confirmed she knew exactly what she was showing me.

"Steve, can you get us some more towels? These were the last dry ones." She asked me as she turned to the mirror, loosening the towel around her hair and readjusting it.

"Of course, I'll be right back." I figured she probably wanted some privacy to get dressed and we did need the towels.

I returned after a few minutes with a stack. I had found the laundry room nearby, with the door open and just helped myself to several. Ana-Maria was still in the shower, I could hear the water running. Deirdre was blow-drying her hair, clad only in the towel. While I watched, the towel came loose at the top and fell to her feet. She just kept blow-drying her hair, her arms held high above her head.

"Damn. This thing is useless." I could see her sweet breasts in the mirror. High and firm, nothing like Ana-Maria's perfect globes, but fitting for her figure. She turned around, leaning her rear against the side of the sink. Her legs were spread just enough to give me a good view of everything, while she continued drying her hair, her raised arms lifting her breasts for inspection. "Could you bring me my robe?"

As if in a trance, I picked up her robe from the nearest bed, and walked to her, staring at her body. As I got close I held it out in front of me, an offertory to this perfect Ice Goddess.

She smiled at me and my heart shattered. "Like what you see, Cowboy?"

"Uhhh -- Wow, you are breathtaking. I'm sorry, I can't help staring." The shower stopped running at that time, and Deirdre laughed, swinging around in a small pirouette that enwrapped her in the offered apparel, and leaving me wondering if it was all a dream.

The door to the shower opened and the dripping wet naked Ana-Maria stood framed in the open door. "Can someone get me a towel, there's none in here." She looked accusingly at Deirdre.

"Right here," I answered, holding out a couple, "Deirdre had me get some, since we used up most of them at the pool."

"Oh, that's right, I forgot." Ana-Maria rubbed her hair aggressively, her big breasts bouncing. She tossed that towel to the side, and grabbed for another one she used to start drying that torso worthy of Raphael.

I grabbed a couple of the towels, and a pair of boxers and stepped into the shower regretfully.

I came back out several minutes later, dried and wearing my boxers. The girls were organizing their belongings and chatting pretty amiably, which was nice. It had seemed there was a sub current of tension under most of the previous conversations. They were both clad in T-Shirts. It took me a moment to realize that Deirdre was wearing one of mine.

"I hope you don't mind, but I helped myself to one of your T-shirts. I really didn't have anything appropriate to wear, and I wanted to get out of that wet robe." She flashed me a huge smile that I'm sure helped her get away with anything her little heart desired.

"Of course not. You look far better in it than I ever could hope to, anyway."

"I don't know," Ana-Maria said, looking up and down my body, "You look pretty damn good, but I think I agree, you look even better with the T-shirt on her." That got a chuckle out of all of us, and my ego was glad for the compliment.

"DD, could you pass me one last beer from the fridge?"

Deirdre looked at me oddly. "How come you called me DD?"

"I'm sorry, it just seemed to fit, and when I'm half blotto, it's easier to pronounce than Deirdre. I didn't mean to offend." Oops. I might have stepped in it there.

"No, it's OK, but nobody really calls me that except at home." She pulled out the beer, and passed it to me, grabbing another for herself. Ana-Maria passed.

A short while later, things were put away, clothing laid out for the morning, curtains closed, thermostat set, beers had been emptied and it was time for bed. I doubt I would be able to sleep with these two beauties so close and yet so far.

"Alarm time?" I asked.

"Let's just wake up when we do," DD offered, surprisingly.

"Ok, with me," I answered.

"Me too," said Ana-Maria.

I killed all the lights except the one between the beds, and the one in the bathroom, while the girls tucked themselves in. DD had claimed the side nearest me, and Ana-Maria was nearest the door.

"Steve, come here a sec." Ana-Maria called from her side of the bed.

I walked around to her side, and she grabbed my hand, pulling me down.

"I forgot, I wanted to give you that kiss for sharing your room with us." She pulled my head down to hers and kissed me deeply and intensely. I could swear she was pouring her whole soul into that kiss, it was making me light headed. After an eternity I realized I was still bent over, but she was laying down now, smiling up at me. "Thanks," she breathed.

I walked back to my side, embarrassingly aware that my boxers were tenting badly.

DD sat up in bed allowing the covers to settle around her waist. "C'mere a second," she called to me, and as I approached she pulled my shirt off, exposing those pretty, perky breasts, with little eraser hard nibs peaking out. She tossed it to the side and pulled me down to the edge of the bed. "Thanks for the shirt, but I sleep in the nude. Good night." She pulled my face to hers and started with the most gentle, softest, lingering kiss I'd ever experienced - our lips brushing gently like butterflies. Her pink little tongue darted out, teasing, touching my lips, my teeth, my tongue, in a series of fluttering actions. Her lips were suddenly on mine, her teeth crushing my lip, demanding, commanding, her tongue filling my mouth, darting in and out, raping my mouth in it's intensity. My hand had risen to her breast, and was squeezing her hard nipple, and I found her hand had landed in my lap, where my insistent hard-on had escaped through the front fly and found it's way into her grasp. She squeezed it tight, pulling up hard, as she yanked her head away, breathing heavy, her forehead on my shoulder, her hand pulsing around my cock, her breast heaving in my hand.

She finally looked up, looked into my eyes for a moment, and then looked down to where she was holding my cock, my pre-cum slick around her hand. She smiled a coy little smile and tucked my cock back into my shorts. Looking back into my eyes she smiled again, a little more wickedly. "Good night - and sweet dreams." She settled back into the sheets.

I wanted to scream. She was an incredible tease, and I wanted her so bad my entire soul ached for her.

I turned off the light beside the bed, the room still gently lit from the light creeping out of the crack below the bathroom door, in case anyone needed to make a potty trip in the night. The room was so crowded with stuff, I didn't want anyone killing themselves. I tried to sleep, but knew there was little chance of that. The girls were whispering at each other, and I wanted to hear what they were saying, but the sound of my own pulse beat within my ears drowning out everything else. I relived those two amazing kisses, trying to bring my pulse down from the hummingbird pace it was at currently. After a couple of minutes, I realized I was going to have to go to the bathroom and pull one off, or I'd never get to sleep. My cock absolutely ached.

I was just about to get up, when I realized someone was lifting my covers. Ana-Maria slipped into my bed, and with a whisper said, "It would be such a shame to waste that wonderful hard dick." She placed her hand on the object of discussion and we started kissing again.

"Do you have a rubber?" She asked me, when we came up for air.

"No, I'm sorry, I wasn't really expecting the need."

"Shit. Do you think you can remember to pull out in time?" She asked, but I think we both knew the illogic of that.

"Maybe I should go out and get one." I answered, my hand sliding down and feeling between her legs where she was obviously wet and ready.

"I might have one somewhere in my bags. You sure you don't have one?" Ana-Maria begged.

"JESUS CHRIST, Here already!" DD threw a strip of three rubbers at us from out of her purse beside the bed. "Knock yourself out. Just let me sleep!" She threw herself down on the bed, clearly fuming.

"Thank you," was all I could say.

"Mmmm, Ribbed!" Ana-Maria offered as she slid under the covers, sucking on my cock a moment before rolling the rubber down it.

She threw a leg across me, and moments later I felt myself slowly sinking into that tight little pussy that I had tickled just that afternoon. She was riding me slowly, rocking back and forth, feeding her breasts to me. I alternated from one to the other, teasing her huge nipples with my teeth while she extended the length of her motion. I held her full ass cheeks in my hands and squeezed, spreading her cheeks wide. I reached around with my right hand and diddled her asshole with the tip of my finger while I raised and lowered her onto my cock.

"God that is so nice. Your fat cock fills me up so tight." She whispered to me.

I pulled her down to me, her chest pressed against mine, her face buried in my shoulder as I slowly stroked in and out, enjoying the full sensation. I looked over to see that DD was watching us, and as I stared into her face, fucking up into Ana-Maria, I saw the look of anger slowly disappear from her face. She looked sad for a minute, and then to my infinite surprise she was climbing out of her bed and in beside me.

Ana-Maria felt like she was going to sit up, but I held her tightly with one arm across her back and the other grabbing her ass cheek. I thrust up hard into her, a few times, before I settled back into the steady slow rhythm.

I looked back to DD, whose face was inches from mine.

"Hi," I told her with a little smile.

"I'm sorry. I don't know why I did that. I was so mean to you, teasing you like that, and you've been nothing but nice to me." She looked almost ready to cry.

"It's ok," I whispered.

"No it's not, she's just a damn cock-tease." Ana-Maria added her muffled two cents worth.

"Shhhhh." I whispered into her ear, again thrusting hard into her to emphasize my point before I turned back to DD.