A Highway Game Turns Erotic

 It was a beautiful fall afternoon. I was headed back home after being out of town all day long. My drive down the interstate started out innocently enough, but little did I know that before I got off the interstate I would make three men cum.

I have always been a bit of an exhibitionist. I have always wore my shorts a little too short, my jeans a little too tight, my skirts a little too short, and my swimsuits a little too revealing. Many times I do not wear a bra when I go out, and for the last several years have given up my bikini panties for thongs.

My ex-husband frowned upon my choice of clothing when we went out in public. He was always making me change into something more conservative, something less revealing. He hated it when he saw other men looking at me, and always made some kind of negative comment about it. But now I am divorced, and my new lover has no reservations about me going out into public dressed the way I like to dress. As a matter of fact, he has encouraged me to show off my body. He loves to see men looking at me, and flirting with me. He says they are jealous that he is my lover, and he likes that. This has given me a huge boost in my self esteem and my new wardrobe shows my self confidence. Almost all of my clothes now show off my body in some way . I have given away all the longer shorts, the loose pants, and the high neckline shirts.

I am in my late forties, but everyone tells me I look much younger than I am. I am medium height (about 5'6) and still in pretty good shape I think. My 130 pounds are proportioned well over my body. I have fairly long blonde hair, and this day I had pulled it up on top of my head to give me a sexier look. The only part of my body that I was a little self conscious about were my breasts. I wore a 34B bra, and though they were "perky and cute" as my boyfriend called them, I still wanted them to be larger, and I finally made the decision to get breast implants. My "perky and cute" 34B breasts overnight became rather voluptuous full 34D's. My self confidence, and my exhibitionist tendencies soared!

For this day, I had worn a pair of black stretch pants, and a rather sheer white button up blouse. I had dressed my outfit up a bit by wearing some heels with my pants, and a black lacy bustier under my white shirt. Under my clothes I had worn a pair of black thongs, and a black push up bra. I had left the top two buttons of my blouse unbuttoned so that the lacy top of my black bustier showed, and my push up bra was doing a great job on my new breasts, especially anytime I bent over. I had already noticed several men giving me the second, and third looks, and I laughed to myself about how much more attention I got from men since my little "additions". My lover would have loved seeing the men look at me, and I planned on telling him about it later.

Well, getting back to my story. I had gotten onto the interstate heading back home. My bra was tight on my new "girls", and I decided to take it off. I looked in the mirror and there was no one around me, so I unbuttoned my blouse, unsnapped my bra, and pulled it off. It felt good to feel them loose and free in my bustier. I looked down, and felt really good about the way they looked. I still cannot believe they are my breasts sometimes when I look at myself. I left my blouse unbuttoned, but pulled my shirt together in the front so as not to give a show to everyone on the highway.

After a few miles, I noticed a pickup truck coming up on my side to pass me. It had two young men in it, and they were traveling only slightly faster than I was, so they passed me very slowly. I looked over at them as they passed, and I saw the passenger grab his friend, and tell him to slow down. They both immediately looked over at me, and I smiled at them. I looked down, and my shirt had fallen open slightly, and my bustier and cleavage was showing a little, but not too much. I don't know if it was my blonde hair, our eye contact, or just the hint of my breast cleavage that caught his eye so quickly. But either way, I liked it. They were both considerably younger than I was, and it made me feel good that they found me so attractive.

They started flirting with me, and I decided to play along with their little game. I reached up and played with my blonde hair, teasing them. I smiled at them, and made as much eye contact with the passenger as I could safely do while driving down the interstate. I slid my hand slowly down my neck, playing with the blonde curls that fell along the side of my neck. I slowly slid my hand down to my blouse, and then pulled it completely apart revealing my black bustier. I arched my back a bit, and stuck my girls out as much as I could. I could tell they were whistling , and laughing. They started trying to get me to pull over, but I made it clear that I was not interested in that, but only wanted to "play". Amazingly, they accepted my choice and seemed to be content with what we were doing.

It was at about this time that I decided to let my boyfriend in on what was going on. I knew he would get turned on by this, so I hit his cell number on my wireless cell phone and gave him a call. I briefly told him what was going on, and all I heard him so was, "Oh fuck, let me go outside so I can have some privacy. I want to hear every little detail!" He went outside his office, and got into his SUV. For the remainder of my little "game" he listened intently to my play by play description of what was going on on the highway.

Up to this point, the two men beside me had just been flirting, and looking. This was about to change. I played with my hair a little more, then slid my hand down to my left breast, the one closest to the other car. I began to play with it through the material, and massage it in my hand, smiling at him as I played with my breast. Almost as if on command, both of the men beside me reached down and began to rub their cocks through their jeans. The driver glancing over at me as much as possible, but the passenger never took his eyes off of me. I watched him rub his cock and I gave him one of those "I want you to fuck me" looks that all of us girls have. I told my phone lover what they were doing, and between the moans, he said "I am doing the same thing".

Now things really began to get hot. I could feel my pussy getting moist. I could feel the dampness in my panties, and I realized that I was as turned on as the three men that were stroking their cocks. I pulled my bustier down below my breast, but held my breast in my hand so the men beside me could not see my nipples, but could plainly see my breast in my hand. They both started rubbing their cocks faster, and I could see their smiles and joking turn to desire and lust. They both wanted to fuck me, and I knew it, and I liked it.

I slid my bustier back over my breast for a moment, and gave the men beside me some sign language. I pointed to myself, pointed to my eyes, pointed to them, and then with my best "fuck me" look, put my fingers into a circle and gave them the jack off sign.They both understood what I was saying, and the one sitting closest to me immediately undid his belt, unzipped his jeans , pulled his cock out, and started jacking off. The driver did not take his cock out, but he started rubbing his cock much faster through his pants. I could see the passengers cock in his hand. It was rock hard, and he seemed to get a thrill out of knowing I was looking at it. His eyes stayed on me as I watched him jack off, and after watching him for a bit, I smiled at him again. I thought it was time to give them something to really jack off to, so as they both watched me, I reached up, slid the little straps of my bustier off my shoulder, and let my new 34D's free.

His eyes got bigger with this new sight. He was saying something to me, and I tried to make out what it was. Then I realized he was saying over and over again, "I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you!" I told my phone lover what was going on, that they were both jacking off. Again, between his moans, he said, "So am I , so am I" Then my phone lover told me to do something that I wanted to do, but probably would not have done had he not encouraged me. He told me to touch myself, and cum with him.

With my breasts exposed for the two men beside me, I slid my hand down my breasts, down my tummy, and slowly into my stretch pants. I am pretty sure they could not see my lap, but they knew what I was doing, and they both went crazy. My pussy was soaking wet, and I had never felt sluttier. Here I was touching myself, with three men jacking off while looking at me, or thinking about me. I wanted to make them all cum, so I used one last trick. I slid my hand out of my panties, raised my glistening fingers to my mouth, and licked my juices slowly off of my fingers as they watched. The guy beside me was jacking off furiously now, and I knew he was about to cum. I slid my hand back into my panties, my fingers began to rub my little clitty faster, and faster.

I told my phone lover what was happening, and he said to let him know when the guy shot his load, because he wanted to cum at the same time. I rubbed my pussy faster, and watched the two men beside me jacking off. The driver still had not taken his cock out of his pants, but I could tell he was going to cum in his pants. Then I saw it.... cum began to spurt from the passengers cock. he threw his head back, raised his cock in the air so I could see him cum, see his cock throb with each new shot of cum that went on the dash, and on his jeans. As my own orgasm swelled up inside me, my phone lover could tell from my voice that I was having my own orgasm, and I heard him cumming also. I felt my pussy gush with my orgasm, and I felt wave after wave pass through my body as I reached my climax. I pictured my own lover sitting alone in his SUV, shooting his own cum out as he envisioned this orgy that was taking place on the highway.

I watched the driver, the only one that had not yet cum stroke his cock through his jeans. I reached back up, rubbed the juices of my pussy on my nipples, and looked over at him as I once again licked my pussy juices off of my fingers. I saw his back arch, his head go back, and saw him gasp as he filled his jeans with cum. He would not take his cock out in front of his friend, but it did not stop him from cumming in them. I smiled as I thought of him spending the rest of his trip with cum all in his pants.

I had made three men cum at the same time. It was so erotic, so very, very naughty, and yes, I admit it, I loved every second of it. I pulled my bustier back up above my breasts, and looked over at the two young men beside me one more time. The passenger was still rubbing his cock, but I could tell it had softened some in his hands. He was just looking at me, and again saying to me , "I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you!" I smiled at them both, gave them both one more of my "fuck me" looks, threw them a kiss, and sped up so that I could now get away from them, content with my orgasm.

Now my phone lover was saying what the young men beside me were mouthing over to me... "I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you, meet me as soon as you get home". I did, and we fucked, and it was so very, very intense. He told me what a slut I was, and how he loved it. The entire time he was fucking me, he was telling me that this was what my two highway lovers wanted to be doing to me.

I have often wondered what the two men beside me were thinking as they looked at me and jacked off. Were they imagining that they were playing and sucking on my breasts, were they imagining that they were licking my pussy as they watched me touch myself, were they imagining that I was sucking their cock as they watched me lick my pussy juice from my fingers, were they imagining that they were alone with me fucking me, or because of the situation, were they imagining that they were both fucking me at the same time? Were they fantasizing about me giving one of them a blowjob, while the other one fucked me? What were they saying to each other as they jacked off in the truck? I could tell they were talking to each other, but I don't know what they were saying.

How many times since that day have they jacked off thinking of our little game? Thinking of the naughty blonde with the big titties, touching herself beside them on the highway. How many times will he think about me watching him jack off.. watching his cum shoot onto the dash...... I will never know the answers to these questions, but one thing I do know, it was very erotic, I enjoyed it very, very much, and I do not think this will be the last time I play this little game!