After we renewed our relationship in my office a few weeks ago, Christina and I were now fucking like rabbits.  We took every spare half-hour or more to use each other for our carnal pleasures.  Finally, she worked out a weekend away from her husband, and I quickly booked us an ocean-front room overlooking the Atlantic.  I went full-out on the place, sparing no expense since I knew that most of our time would be spent there.

Friday night came, and Christina sashayed into my office in a red and white polka dot summer dress.  It was quite sexy with spaghetti straps, low cut chest, and rather short.  I'd say that it was mid-thigh, but it barely passed her ass and hoochie.  As she approached my desk, she gave a little spin, which revealed that she was panty-less.

I couldn't resist slipping my hand between her thighs to graze her slick folds.  Christina pushed my chair away from the desk and plopped down on my lap.  She instantly began smashing her face into mine, forcing her tongue into my mouth.  As we swapped spit, Christina tore open my shirt and began tweaking my nipples.  I returned the favor by pushing the straps down her arms and pulling her dress away from her breasts.

While we fondled each other's nipples, Christina ground down on my swelling cock.  She seemed to be in a crazed state after just a minute or two.  All of a sudden, she hopped up and knelt before me while undoing my belt and pants.  After jerking them to my ankles, Christina's frenzy slowed to a stop.  She stared at my pulsing hardon momentarily before wrapping her lips around it and taking it down her throat.

This was a new skill.  I was suddenly jealous of the one that taught it to her.  As her mouth moved up and down my responsive rod, I knew that I wouldn't last long.  Christina pushed me toward my first orgasm of the weekend.  All the while, I could only think about chasing her nude body down the moonlit beach.  My cum exploded from my convulsing pelvis as she held me deep in her mouth.

When I finally relaxed, Christina moved up to kiss me.  I was still breathing pretty deeply, but we managed to trade lip locks in between.  When my strength returned, I lifted her onto my desk and stuffed my face between her slick thighs.  There was no teasing or tender licks.  I went full in sucking hard on her clit before stuffing my tongue vigorously into her open puss.

Christina spontaneously came all over my face as I continued to lap furiously at her sex.  She must have been very worked up before she even walked into my office to cum that fast.  While I licked away her tastiness, she continued to tremble.  As her climax finally abated, Christina said, "Hi sexy.  How was your day?"

I started to snicker as I pulled her up and drew her into my lap.  She began to laugh also before I replied, " It's much better now!"

With our initial orgasms out of the way, we cuddled up and kissed like civilized people.  After about ten minutes of canoodling, I asked, "Are you ready to head to the beach now sexy?"

"Do I have to leave your lap?" she whimpered.

"Only until we get into the car.  Then you can curl up in my lap like a little pussycat."

"Oh, that sounds cozy.  Do I have to be dressed?"

"When is the last time you saw a pussycat dressed?"

She grinned widely and stood up so that I could pull up my pants.  After closing up the office, we put her bag in the back seat of my truck.  Once we got in, Christina pulled off her dress and shoes.  Completely bare, she stared at my lap and said, "This simply won't do."

"What's the problem?"

"How will I play with my toys with them covered like that?"

"Are you asking me to remove my pants, socks, and shoes?"

"Yesss," she purred.

I got naked from the waist down before pulling out onto the road.  Fortunately, my truck had a fold-up center console, which made it much more comfortable for my little pussy.  Christina stretched out, face down, while her head lay on my thigh as she tongued at my rising penis.

Once we were on the highway, I set the cruise control and commenced to stroking my pet.  With Christina's head in my lap, I could easily reach her firm buttocks.  Starting slowly, I let my hand roam across her soft skin.  The more I caressed her, the wider her legs spread, inviting me to touch more.

I admired the scene before me when I had the chance to look away from the road.  I'd been traveling in the right lane for the trip so far.  But, I was closing in on a tractor-trailer in front of me due to his slow speed. Typically I would have blown past him and probably flipped him off for driving so slowly.  But with Christina splayed as she was, I thought I'd tantalize him instead.

At my next opportunity, I moved into the left lane and crept up along-side his cab.  I held that position until the driver blew his horn.  Christina turned her head up to me, "Are you showing me off to the trucker?"  

"I am.  I did it to tease him, but he's seen enough now," I replied before hitting the gas and pulling back into the right lane.  Getting back to stroking my pet, I took the time to get her back in the groove.  When she started to gently grind her pubis into the seat, I knew she was rousing.

Christina kept her stimulation of me to a soft touch of the tongue.  But, when I finally let my middle finger run across her little pink star, she moaned faintly.  I rimmed her for a few minutes before moving down to her puss.  I wasn't so delicate there and easily sank my middle finger fully inside her.

Christina started to raise and lower her hips as she impaled herself on my digit.  Her licking turned into full swallowing of my cock within seconds.  With no one near us on the road, I suggested, "Why don't you hop on my lap and ride me, sexy?"  She gently released my pole before rising to her knees beside me.

"Regular or reverse?" Christina inquired.

"Always regular with you.  I want to see your beautiful face and kiss your plump lips."

As Christina was moving into position, I slowed the cruise control to a little over the speed limit.  That way, I wouldn't have to worry about accelerating the truck and getting a ticket.

We kissed softly as she patiently permeated her pussy on my rigid rod.  When Christina hit bottom, we both sighed contentedly.  I kept an eye on the road as she commenced to bobbing up and down on me.  

Gradually, we both started to get close, and I decided that it was time to pull over.  I saw a little side road up ahead and turned onto it before pulling over.  Once we were parked, I pressed a thumb onto Christina's clit and kissed her ravenously.  She came first by milliseconds as we both grunted and screamed through forceful climaxes.

We kissed and cuddled for some time before I started the truck and turned us back onto the highway.  Christina was still poised on my semi-hard pole and wasn't going anywhere.  

"We're getting close now sexy.  About five minutes before we pull into town.  You do know that I can't carry you inside naked and impaled on my cock, right?"

"Of course, but I'm getting every last second I can with you inside me.  I'll hop off and dress when we pull into the parking space."

"It's a good thing that it's dark outside.  Otherwise, half of the beachgoers in town would see your superbly nude body before we've even parked."

"I don't care.  I just want to share it with you for as long as we have."

True to her word, Christina made no effort to dress or even dismount me until we were in the parking lot of the hotel.  With a long lingering kiss, she slipped off my semi and pulled her dress over her head.  While I was pulling on my pants, socks, and shoes, she slipped out the door.

"I'm going to use the restroom while you check us in, honey," Christina put forth as she sauntered toward the lobby doors.

I mumbled to myself, "She is likely going to fuck me to death this weekend."

To be actively continued...