A man and wife were on vacation
Driving down some state byway
They just sat there most quietly
Looking at corn and and fields of hay.

In their early marriage, their younger years
They were quite sexually diverse
Threesomes and swapping was the norm
But a sexual rut was now their curse.

When beside the road they spied
A Little Goth Girl hitching a ride
Stop and get her his wife said
So he pulled over to the side.

She ran up to the car with duffel
Wife asks, Where are you going dear?
She throws the duffel in the rear seat
Take me anywhere, anywhere but here.

She sat there calmly and quiet
All dressed in tats and black
He could see tears in her eyes
In the mirror as she sat in the back.

They still have far to go today wife said
That's OK take me as far as you can
With that they settled in for our journey
Onto the Interstate driving over land.

About nine they arrived at their motel
I'll see if they have an extra bed
Clerk said, they were full this night
Just the king they had held, he said.

He walked out and gave the sad news
Apparently there was no room at this inn
Just our single king bed room was left
Wife said, we can't leave her, it would be a sin.

She turned to the Little Goth Girl and said
Come on sweetie we can all make do
Into the room they went, Goth Girl in tow
A blanket on the couch, just for you.

She was tired, dirty and appeared worn out
To look at her she was quite a tatted sight
Thank you, thank you so much for my trouble
I can't thank you enough for a bed tonight.

Not to worry dear, lets go freshen up
To the bathroom they both scurried
Left in the room he prepared for sleep
Lying under covers, should he be worried?

In the bath the Little Goth Girl stripped
And into the shower she did climb
His wife watched as she entered the tub
A few more tats and little cute behind.

In the shower she scrubbed her skin hard
Getting all the road dirt off and ditch
She spoke to his wife, her pussy rubbing
I've got that spot with a terrible itch.

His wife pulled back the shower curtain
With a grin she said, I have an idea tonight
You ride him low, I'll take him high
We'll make him scream uncle this night.

The Little Goth Girl, smile on her face
That would be cool to have him tonight
Been over a week since my last good fuck
You'll share him with me, he'll do it right?

The wife climbed into the shower with her
They scrubbed and attended to each other
All cleaned and now very quite refreshed
Giggling like school girls without a bother.

He lies there listening to the noises coming
Then suddenly two nude figures appear
He saw his wife and just there beside her
That Little Goth Girl grinning ear to ear.

They pull back the King Sized bed covers
And crawl upon the bed, on either side
Their hands tend to his limp member
Preparing him for a surprise night ride.

When he'd gained a complete hard erection
Little Goth Girl straddles his dick and him
Then guiding his tool into her box above
Impaling herself without so much as a whim.

She begins her ride for today’s appreciation
She vigorous, and energetic and quite tight
Up and down she rises and falls on his groin
Pierced nipples he sees lit from the bath light.

His wife looking at him with Cheshired smile
That’s not all you going to get my husband
With that her leg soars over his head
Then presents her pussy, his mouth to land.

Lying there in a sexual state of bliss
He hears moaning and kissing over him
The Little Goth Girl and his lovely wife
They're making out above, he thinks with grin.

They all orgasm with moments of each other
The Little Goth Girl dripping with his cum
Lays beside him now panting out of breath
Wife announces, move on, we're not done.

With that she attacks the tatted girls pussy
Sucking out the seed he had just put there
On her elbows and knees doggy style
Her ass is sticking way up in the air.

He pumps his member back to life
He takes her from behind, below her ass
His wife moans a bit but continues her task
Just let me cum once more, is all he asks.

Finally, all three are done, for now
The girls are cuddling on the King bed
Rubbing breasts and fingering their twats
He goes to the bath, blue pill for him instead.

He returns to find two women loving in bed
Into both the Goth Girl and his bride beside
Inserted two of his fingers from each hand
His thumb rubbing their clits, side to side.

Both the girls scream in orgasmic delight
Exhausted and sweaty, tired from desire
Both look at his penis, hard dick now
They see it is firm again and much higher.

Tired grins they give to him when approached
Little Goth Girl he crawls up between her legs
He begins to dine there on her sweet pussy
She cries don't ever stop, she pleads and begs.

Doggy style, Face sitting the lust continued on
Tongue lashing their pussies was his delight
Cowgirl, Reverse, and Missionary once or twice
Every conceivable position throughout the night.

Finally our night of lust, it had to stop
Three nude bodies stopped for a needed rest
To sleep they all drifted off in the bed
Three exhaust nude bodies, sleep was best.

To shortly the call came from the desk
It's seven o'clock, your wake up call, they said
He and wife and their Little Goth Girl groggy
Woken too early from their sleep upon this bed.

The two girls swing their feet to the floor
Then he inquires who will attend his wood
Both girls bend over and begin to lick
Watching them work together, as they should.

Some how they all fitted into the shower
Cramped and not much room was there
They just lather each other up and preened
Then toweled each other dry while bare.

Dressed again and they're ready for the road
The Little Goth Girl thanked them for kindness
But she was staying, another ride to hitch
They gave her a fifty, they could do no less.

They waved to the Goth Girl a goodbye
A schedule they had to keep, can't be late
The surprising thing was today is different
His wife giving him head, on the interstate.

Farther down the highway they drove
Smiling broadly, each renewed love inside
They hadn't made loved like that in years
A gift from Little Goth Girl, they gave a ride.