Back on Interstate 95, they head to Connecticut, their next state.  They are getting closer and closer to their final destination. In less than fifteen minutes, they cross the state line.  Emma is ecstatic; she is now in New England. They continue to drive for about an hour more, being able to catch glimpses of the bay leading to the ocean.  When they reach Bridgeport, Connecticut Emma tells Donald to pull off the freeway...

As they had fallen asleep so early last night and had not eaten, Donald and Emma are up at dawn, ready to face a long day of driving ahead of them.  They quickly shower and dress.  Today, Donald does not put panties on Emma.  She looks quizzically at him over this, but he just swats her ass cheeks and tells her he likes her easily accessible. She jumps a little at the swat and giggles, today should be an interesting day. ...

I had to do some work halfway across the state. I knew I would be gone all week, Monday to Friday. I asked Kelly if she would like to come along. She immediately made plans to come with me. It had been a number of years since Kelly had been in that part of the state and was eager to see some new landscape.  Most of our rendezvouses were closer to home and we took our own cars. This time she wanted to ride with me. I thoug...

As Donald resets the GPS for their continued route, he checks ahead and nods his head slightly at what he sees.  They pass under the Welcome To Maryland banner, and Emma gives a small shout of joy that she is now in another state.  And the “north” – Yankeeland.  She has never been this far away from her home before.  Her elation about this makes her babble on and on to Donald about how wonderful this is, how she never got...

The next morning Emma wakes relaxed, but with this underlying horniness.  She remembers last night completely and understands this very desperate need she is having.  Donald awakes with a morning boner, and Emma takes full advantage of it. She straddles him, pressing herself down on him to feel his morning cock full up in her.  He is surprised at the suddenness of her action but is far from wanting to complain. “Emma, you...

Needless to say, after dinner, Donald and Emma have a lot of fun in the train car bedroom.  The bed is big and soft, so after rolling over and over, and in every position to try things again, it is rather late when they fall to slumber. The next morning though, they are up by seven, repacked, and after a nice breakfast in the dining car are on the road by nine. Donald tells Emma to put a star next to Tennessee and add ‘Vi...

Emma’s gift of the Navigator to Donald for his birthday starts his mind churning and plotting.  He came up with an idea and more or less planned it the week or two before their birthdays.  He isn’t exactly sure they should do it, but he thinks about it in terms of renting an SUV to make it happen. Emma’s gift of the Navigator seems to be a sign that yes, this should happen. So, Donald scours maps, calculates things, and a...

I heard her calling me from some dark place, with moans of lust and pleasure in every word. I couldn’t tell exactly where she was but I wanted to be there with her.Clothed only in a blue bed sheet and a fez with antlers, I was running down hallways lined with family portraits without faces or clothing and the voice got louder. Soon I approached the double doors at the end of the hall from behind which my mother’s sultry v...

Carla stood under the soft rain. Left hand raised and heavy with bracelets, in the hope of attracting one of those cars flashing by. Cursed rain. Plump lips thinned in a line. One moment the sun was all she could see without the glasses, and the next rain was all she could feel.Today is the 14th February, and this should've been the best day ever. But it will not. Thanks to my jerk of a boyfriend; or should I say, ex-boyf...

I didn’t want to pressure Karen into doing anything she didn’t want to. I let her make her choices and go at her own pace. A week after she had taken the first step by shaving her pubic area we went away for the weekend, a remote cottage in the country, about a two hours drive from our hometown.  Karen clearly was relishing the opportunity to finally show her hidden wild side as on the road she pulled up her short skirt t...

I kind of want to get out of the city, just for a day. I decide to do it on a Saturday. I won’t have anything going on. I’m thinking about hitting up the nearest state park. To be honest, where doesn't matter. I just want to be outside and away from the city. I’d really love your company. So I text you a few days before, let you know the plan, leave out in the morning and get back before dinner time. I ask if you want to...