Road Head

There’s gore and snuff at the end, so be warned

The winding roads were fun in Ralph’s little BMW. It had mostly been a midlife splurge, but his wife Daisy loved it. A weekend without the kids, they drove the long, twisting roads up the mountain to a getaway weekend.

Ralph reached over and squeezed his wife’s thigh. She’d worn a little flowered dress with buttons down the front. She lay back in the seat, looking up at the stars as his hand slid between her legs. She giggled and gave him space, feeling young again. The little car whipped around corners and tight bends as Ralph slowly teased along her slit. Daisy undid a bottom button, and then two, letting her underwear slide off to the floorboard. The world zipped by as she softly moaned, listing to the engine and feeling her husband slowly rubbing her clit. Even over the wind and sounds of the engine, Ralph could hear his wife. Her slow moans building, her body moving. Twenty years of marriage and he knew how to make her cum.

Grabbing his hand, Daisy squealed, squeezing her thighs, “fuck fuck fuck, ooh you’re such a deviant. You make me feel twenty again.”

“I remember twenty,” Ralph laughed.

Pulling free her seatbelt and reaching over, Daisy squeezed at his crotch, finding Ralph’s cock grown to life.

“I bet you do.”

Leaning forward, she slid across the tiny console of the car. Ralph grinned as she undid his flap, pulling free his cock. His foot slipped from the gas, slowing down just a bit as she kissed the tip of his prick.

“Mmm don’t slow down,” she grinned deviously, kissing along the hard shaft, “if you go fast, I’ll go fast.”

Ralph eyed his wife, pressing back down on the pedal. As the car jumped back to speed, so did she, her mouth taking him, her tongue swirling around the head as more of his prick disappeared. Daisy knew what her husband liked, and the tip of his cock was quickly at the back of her throat as she bounced. The car lurched hard around a turn and Ralph used his arm to hold her down. God it felt so good, he blinked hard as she swallowed every inch, drool pouring around her lips. With one hand on the wheel and the pedal down, his other hand slid along her backside, teasing back between her legs as his muscles tightened.

Daisy worked fast, bobbing her head up and down, eager to make Ralph explode. His cock pulsed in her throat as her fingers massaged his balls through thin shorts.

“Fuck,” he groaned, gripping her hard as they took another turn. The road was narrow and he could feel the edge, his cock pulsing, body tense. He blinked hard again and groaned, pumping cum into his wife’s mouth. Thick white gunk blasting to the back of her throat as she swallowed, listening to him above.

She kept all of him in her mouth as she swallowed, her tongue sliding along the underside as her neck squeezed, milking out every drop. God was it good.

“Oh FUCK,” Ralph screamed.

With eyes half closed, he’d overshot the turn, his little car slipping from the edge of the road. Without a guard rail, there was little stopping them from slamming into the trees ten feet down the hill. The car moving like lightning, rolling as it smashed.

Daisy bit down, the moment coming too fast to process. Her body flung forward as the car came of a sudden stop against a massive pine. Her spine bent backwards awkwardly, draping over the dashboard as her head slammed the windshield. Ralph saw in the blink of an eye the spray of blood as his wife was ejected from the convertible. It was the last thing he saw before his head slammed the steering wheel, his body crumpling under the foot well, legs bending unnaturally as the car spun around, landing upside down, pinning him halfway out under the door. Twitching, he blinked, the shock setting in, and the warmth in his crotch as black slowly overtook his vision.

Suck all the dick you want, but pull off the road first, ye be warned.

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