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On the Highway

Copyright© 2021 by INtrinSicliValud

Chapter 3

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Newlyweds, Dan and Daisy, encounter two truckers along a desert highway. Dan thinks they know each other well. What starts as fun uncovers deep desires and hidden lust.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/Ma   Consensual   Cuckold   Slut Wife   Wife Watching   Interracial   Black Male   Double Penetration   Exhibitionism   Voyeurism  

Dan

“What’s taking her so long?”

As he stared at the building once more, Dan shook with fear. Next to him was the man—Skink. The passenger from the truck. All smiles, Skink appeared friendly as he explained Daisy was just showing his friend, the truck driver, what he’d missed. When Dan said he didn’t believe him and tried to go inside, Skink had blocked his way. With a smile, but Skink was a big man—an enormous man.

Not bothering to reply to the umpteenth time Dan asked, the basalt-skinned tower leaned against the hood of the yellow compact car, staring at his phone, while Dan nervously paced alongside the car. As Dan almost lost his balance kicking a small rock across the asphalt, Skink chuckled and held up the screen. While Dan’s eyes took in the image, his brain could not. His jaw dropped. The gas station and the universe blurred as a low moan in what sounded like his voice erupted. Shakes rattled his frame, and his stomach fell.

Naked and gleaming with sweat, Daisy, his Daisy, his wife Daisy, was on her knees, smiling with her distended lips wrapped around a massive black cock—a glistening massive black cock. Flushed rosy and framed by her matted blonde hair, shiny pearlescent streaks coated her face.

Dan struggled to breathe. The gas station, blurring, swirled around him, a merging mash of colors and sounds. As the universe spun, he slapped his hands on the car to stop—no, slow—the spinning. As he clenched his jaw, he stared at Skink, who simply chuckled once more and put the phone away. The man’s gaze lifted to the glass doors.

“See, nothing to worry about. Here she comes now, Danny.”

Dan ripped his eyes from Skink and struggled to focus on where Skink now pointed.

Her wrinkled skirt askew and her untied blouse wafting in the breeze, his wife staggered towards them. Even from this distance, Dan could see bright red handprints on her ribs and waist. Bite marks marred her neck and circled her darkened areolas as they winked in and out of view with each gust of warm desert air.

Wobbling closer, licking her lips and sliding one hand through her disheveled hair, her eyes swept past her husband, as if not recognizing him, before settling on Skink. Instead of Dan, she gave the towering giant a tired smile.

What had happened in there? Why doesn’t she even notice me?

Another deep moan from the bottom of his soul escaped his lips when the fingers of her other hand slid a white shiny trail into her lips. His wife had sucked off the other man. Not just ... Daisy hadn’t just showed herself to him like in the car. She’d ... She’d ... Oh, God.

“You know what? Cheeser can keep driving the rig for a while. Seems we’re headed in the same direction. I know a place we can stop for the night.”

Before Dan could protest, Skink lifted himself from the hood. As the car swayed upwards at his lurching departure, he settled into the passenger seat. Mouth hanging open while the swirling world whipped into a frenzy around him, Dan watched in stunned amazement. With nothing but a series of whimpers, Daisy didn’t resist Skink pulling her to his lap before tugging the door closed.

“Okay, Danny?” Skink looked up at him with a grin while his large brown hand glided over Daisy’s glistening, tanned shoulder.

After his clawing fingers thumped along the warm steel of the car hood, Dan clenched his fists and swallowed several times. Monkey brain screamed from the dark. The world kept going out of focus. And blood roared in his ears when both of Skink’s hands slid under his wife’s tattered blouse. Eyes closed, her swollen and shiny lips gnawed along beneath the grinning man’s dark, firm jaw.

What could he do? His wife had ... Something had changed. This wasn’t—his cute little Daisy.

What else can I do?

With a quick nod, he peeled his hands from the metal and entered the car.

“You know, Danny. Your bride has some incredible titties. I mean, they looked great before but, look.”

As the car rolled from the truck stop, Dan glanced over. His pretty little wife’s top billowed in the wind behind her as Skink’s massive hands engulfed and fondled each of her breasts.

“Am I right or what?” Skink smiled as he clenched his fists. Eyes screwed shut and face bright red, Daisy arched into his hands and cried out. “Oh, fuck yeh. Squirm for me, baby.”

With a long gulp, Dan returned to the road, watching the seat beside him as the endless asphalt parking lot wavered and blurred before him.

While Daisy ground against the colossal black man, Skink pushed his mouth into her neck. One after another, loud groans ripped from her parted lips. Hair billowing around them, his wife tilted her head to bare more taut suntanned skin for the ebon giant’s slurping full lips and sweeping tongue.

When they crossed the rumble strips and once more entered the highway, her clawed fists slammed onto the top of the windshield. Even over the wind noise when they got up to speed, Skink’s sucking on her flesh echoed through the car. And her ever louder groans.

After lifting his lips, she dropped forward huffing and Skink smiled towards Dan. “Oh, my. She’s got such cute little nipples. You like me playing with these tiny buds, baby?”

Instead of replying, she screamed out. Dan jerked the wheel, sparing another glance just as Daisy arched back into the massive black man whose fat fingertips clamped tight around her little pink nipples. Except, Dan noted with a gulp, they were no longer little or pink. As his cock surged tighter, Dan struggled to split his focus between the road ahead and the action beside him.

“You know what, baby? Let’s get you good and naked again. You like being naked, don’t you, baby?”

“Yes!”

That time, Dan caught her reply. The single word stabbed deep into his heart—and his loins.

After stripping away her blouse and letting it fly away in the breeze, Skink laughed, then whispered something into Daisy’s ear. A loud moan fled Dan when his wife lifted her butt from the man’s wide lap. The grinning man’s long, dark fingers slipped into the waistband of her skirt and tugged the pleated material away. With a chuckle, he tossed that from the car as well.

What will she wear when we get there?

As his naked wife swayed with the wind buffeting her face, Dan struggled with his changing reality. Where were they going? Was she even going with him anymore? To anywhere?

“Stay up there, baby.” At the enormous man’s command, Dan groaned, but Daisy, his wife, his Daisy, she obeyed.

While trying to keep the swerving car under control, Dan gulped when Skink slid from his trousers, unleashing a towering rod to match the one in the picture. Try as he might, he couldn’t take his eyes off the magnificent purple-ringed, glistening black tube standing proud.

God, he is exactly that—magnificent.

As awe overwhelmed him, Dan jerked the wheel and glanced at his own pulsing crotch. Skink caught him staring at the man’s ebon tower and winked.

“Come on down, baby. Time to let you play for a bit. You wanna new toy?”

Another loud moan erupted from Daisy when his huge black hands wrapped around her waist. Heart hammering, Dan glanced over just as she lurched down to impale herself.

“No, no.” Skink’s hands tightened, holding her in place. “Not yet, baby. You’ve gotta take yer time.”

A hungry, primal moan slid from his wife’s lips as Dan’s chest thumped. My God! Daisy wants him to fuck her. No ... No, she wants to fuck him. What’s happened to her?

As Dan struggled with his wife’s reactions, Skink lowered her on to his pelvis until she stared at the black mast rubbing against her gleaming, rolling stomach. Air stuck in Dan’s throat when her entire body tensed; Skink’s thick root was pushing against her sharp little nub. With each pulse of Skink’s heartbeat, Dan could see her tense as she panted into the sky.

“There you go, baby. Just for you.”

After shifting in his seat to release the pressure on his own throbbing hard-on, Dan flashed to his wife; his jaw dropped. As Daisy’s long red nails roamed over the enormous spongy tip, Skink gnawed on her back. The diamonds in her wedding ring glinted as she played her fingertips around the deep-purple, drooling helmet and smeared Skink’s glistening juice along each thick vein.

With her face hidden beneath her billowing blonde tresses, Dan had no clue what she thought. Or if she was even thinking anymore at all. Silent but for her whimpers, she moved as if in a daze, stroking, squeezing, tracing the veins with one or more red-nailed fingers. All the while, Skink, emitting small moans, munched along her gleaming bare shoulders.

His universe kept flip-flopping as Dan desperately tried to reconcile the woman beside him now with his wife from this morning. Another low moan from her and his chest tightening told him he couldn’t.

“Hey, Danny. Your pretty little wife really, really likes her new toy.”

At his deep voice, Dan shook from his thoughts and glanced at Skink, now licking along his wife’s taut neck. Quivering just from sitting on him and still transfixed, Daisy continued to slide her fingers along it—her new toy—gliding his pre-cum over the taut, shiny purple and black pillar.

She does. She loves her new toy. It’s a magnificent toy.

When his own cock throbbed, a tiny moan slid from his lips and Dan blinked at himself in the mirror.

Skink called out happily. “Oh, that’s nice, baby. That’s real nice. Slide those warm, juicy pussy lips along your toy.”

With a gasp, Dan’s gaze flashed to his wife’s crotch. Daisy, his Daisy, his pretty wife, was rising and falling. Her once tight, but now puffy, crimson, and so very shiny, folds were spread wide as they stroked, leaving a glistening, white-streaked sheen along his veined purple-black shaft. While gritting his teeth, Skink squeezed her breasts, his fingers tugging on her engorged stems and driving moans from Daisy into the sky.

White-streaked? White-streaked! Something important...

An oncoming car blasted past them, tooting its horn. Dan’s eyes flew back to the road, and he swerved out of the way with a gulp.

“That’s it. Get me all nice and slick, baby.”

Dan chanced a look. As Skink smashed her stems between his thumb and forefinger, Daisy cried out again and again while driving her drooling folds ever quicker along the massive gleaming black pole. After risking another glance, but this time downward, his own tent throbbed. Dan’s cockhead was ready to explode.

After checking the road, Dan’s eyes flicked back to his moaning wife. But Skink had caught him looking at his own crotch and whispered into Daisy’s ear. For the first time since she’d clambered into the car, her eyes swept over her husband. They were wide, rimmed in white, and hungry. Dan swallowed and ripped his gaze from them to the highway as he struggled to breathe. His heart hammered.

Those weren’t Daisy’s eyes. They weren’t the eyes of his cute little wife. They belonged to someone—or something—else. Something voracious. Unsatisfied and...

A nervous giggle escaped his wife as Skink continued whispering into her ear. Dan caught her quick nod in his peripheral vision. As he tried desperately to keep most of the car on the road, his wife twisted and leaned over him. Her warm, free swinging tits dragged along his thigh. When she flashed him a smile through glistening red lips, her wild blue eyes were unblinking.

“I love you.” Her breath smelled of semen. Dan got the distinct impression she’d said that to not only reassure him, but to remind herself. Still wild and unfocused, her eyes searched his as she chewed on her lips.

With Skink’s erect cock sliding along her thigh as his outstretched, fondling fingers pressed into her swaying breasts, a moan flew from Daisy’s shaking, glistening lips; hot air blasted across Dan’s chest. The backs of the man’s hands glided and gouged into Dan’s thigh. As all the sensations, sight, sound, smell and now touch overwhelmed him, he swallowed. The wheel jerked under Dan’s fingers when Daisy tugged his shorts away from his body.

“I love you too, dear,” rushed from Dan’s mouth when his wife dropped her open mouth onto his cock. Whatever fears Dan possessed simply evaporated in the warm, moist comfort of his wife’s velvety mouth. Groan after groan erupted from him as Daisy’s cheeks sank while she swirled her head downwards to engulf more of him.

“Is she a good cocksucker, Danny?”

Before he could answer, Skink laughed. Her teeth grazed his shaft. Dan looked along her spine just as Skink’s white-streaked shiny fingers slid up from between his wife’s asscheeks. His glinting fingers were so long. Dan gulped. Then Dan groaned. Before, he hadn’t understood. Back then, he couldn’t fathom why, but now he knew what had happened. When she’d coated Skink’s shaft with pearlescent streaks, and now ... Those white chunks sliding down Skink’s long black fingers...

When she was inside the gas station, the other guy ... The other guy had come inside her.

Inside my wife. She isn’t on the pill. We wanted children as soon as I got a decent job. I just got a decent job. Daisy!

His mind spun too much; the car swerved. In a panic, he gasped for air and righted them, but the images of those fingers and her lips split by the snowy-streaked glistening black tower kept playing in his brain. Daisy’s head stopped moving, and her tongue vibrated against his shaft. When her teeth raked along his rod once more, Dan looked down at her, then along her back. With a wide grin on his face, Skink was sinking one of those long shiny even whiter-streaked black fingers into her little pink rosebud.

Daisy doesn’t like that. I asked, and she was adamant. No!

No matter how quickly Dan’s mind worked to catch up, he could only gasp when, once the finger, such a very long finger, disappeared inside her, Daisy relaxed and once more bobbed. Shaking his head, Dan focused on the man’s swirling hand as it drove the finger around inside his wife’s rectum.

Skink caught his shocked stare. “She really does like her ass being played with, Danny. Didn’t know that, huh?”

She doesn’t like it. She’d told me that when I asked.

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