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Jackin' away the miles

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 19 Dec 2001 1 comments
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by The Cream Maker I am a fifty year old man who masturbates, a lot. I am happily married and my wife supports my habit of jerking off as mutual masturbation has been a part of our sex lives from the beginning. We have sex regularly but both feel our most intense orgasms come through masturbation. Years ago we lived in Pensacola, Florida and her parents lived in Jacksonville, Florida, 400 miles away. Two or three times a year I would drive her to her parents for a visit and then drive back to Pensacola, returning to pick her up one or two weeks later. Used to working the late shift I would leave Jacksonville in the evening for the eight hour trip home. Interstate 10 was the only route to take and once west of the I-75 junction I-10 is pretty desolate, especially late at night. With no air conditioning this July trip was hot and I was pretty sweaty. After crossing I-75 I stopped at a very dark rest stop to get a drink. Returning to the car I popped the drink. Standing there drinking, watching the bright stars and enjoying the slight breeze I felt a stirring in my groin. Having no modesty anyway I slid my shorts down over my hips. Since I never wear underwear it took just a moment for my eight inch, circumcised cock to spring free. Exposing my swelling cock and heavy nut sac, even with no one around and it being too dark anyway was very exciting. The gentle breeze cooled my sweaty balls and tickled through the dampness of my dense pubic hair. Within moments my cock was hard and fully erect. Grasping my thick cockshaft in my hand I started beating my meat. Very soon I felt a dribble of precum flow from the cumslit in the swollen head of my cock. I gathered what I could and brought it to my mouth so I could taste my sex. I knew if I wanted to I could orgasm and shoot my cum within a minute to relieve the pressure in my balls. But I still had six hours of driving to get home. I decided to make a game of jacking off. I kicked off my sandals and shorts and tossed them in the back seat. Now totally nude I got in the car and drove off, my hard cock rubbing on the steering wheel. For the next two hours I stroked my cock as I drove, stopping before ejaculation as I wanted the feeling to last. I fondled my hard nipples, pulled at the wet hair in my armpits, cupped my bulging balls but always returned to my stiff cock. Every time precum or creamy jism oozed from the head I would catch it with my fingers and then lick my cockjuice off them. My balls were swollen with cum, my cock hard and oozing and the taste of my cum on my tongue; God I love jacking off! Just past the town of Two Egg I pulled off to get gas at a little two pump quick stop I had used before. I figured that if there were people there I would stop down the road and put my shorts back on, I could get naked again and continue stroking my thick cock without losing my erection after I got gas. No cars, in my boldest move of the night I just pulled in to the full serve pump. The pimply faced kid who was working went straight to the pump and asked "how much." I said "ten bucks" and he put the gas in. While he was pumping gas I was pumping my cock. Just as a big dribble of my creamy jism covered the head of my cock he stepped up to the window and said "ten bucks." As I handed him the money he did a double take of my nude body, hugely erect penis and the shiny covering of cockjuice. I said "Passes the time" and drove off. Poor kid either had nightmares for a month or went back inside and jerked off until he shot his cum. I never went back there. Back on the interstate I fisted my hard cock. I wanted to get back to the feeling of imminent orgasm, edging my hairy loins, the intense sexuality of the peak just before orgasm and ejaculation. For thirty more miles I masturbated, always managing to control my orgasm. My balls hurt, my cock ready to blow, I had to cum. With no lights in sight I pulled over to the shoulder. Naked I walked up the interstate a hundred feet until I couldn't see the car. There under the stars I started jerking my big cock to orgasm. Wobbly I dropped to my knees and with my balls hanging over the white line down the middle of the westbound lanes of I-10 I came. The most intense orgasm I had ever had rocketed through my body. The cumslit in the head of my cock opened and torrents of boiling jism shot from my cock. Thick streams of cum shot from my balls through my throbbing cock and splattered over the pavement. My orgasming loins pumped cum until my balls were empty. My hand was covered in cockjuice which I quickly licked off. Slowly coming down I realized I better get moving and wobbled my way back to the car. Between the heat, the intensity of masturbating and the overpowering spasms of my orgasm my body was running with sweat. I squished as I sat on the vinyl and started the car. For the last fifty miles I drove slower, fondling my not quite soft cock. By the time I pulled into the front yard of our trailer I was hard again. From being naked so long I didn't even think of dressing, just parked the car and walked in the house nude. Heading home the next weekend with my wife I told her my story, she immediately put her hand in her shorts and started rubbing her clit until she came. We took turns driving and masturbating. She came several times and I came four. Since then we have covered thousands of miles, mostly at night, nude and coming. God, I love masturbating.