California Dreamin' Pt. 08 - Sex Stories

California Dreamin' Pt. 08

... not too bad."

"It'll be longer with the snow, but yeah, not bad." I gazed out the window, actually glad for the change in weather. LA's sunshine was nice, but something about the overcast sky and lightly falling snow was calming. I snapped out of my reverie when I heard a noise from the back seat.

"Ooohhh..." Quinn's voice drifted forward. "These seats havemassage."

I glanced in the mirror. She'd reclined the captain's char and was slowly writhing against the soft leather. Sloane raised an eyebrow.

"Go on," I grinned. "I don't mind being the chauffeur for you lovely ladies. Just remember this later..." I added.

Sloane undid her seatbelt and climbed into the second row. After a moment of fiddling with the myriad buttons, she was similarly enamored with the plush seats. I looked back again and smiled at them, holding hands over the armrest.

We made our way east, traffic moving well, but at about half the speed limit over the plowed and packed snow. The Land Rover amazingly didn't even register that we were driving on anything other than dry pavement. I set the cruise control and just gazed out the window as the familiar landscape rolled by. The snow blanketing everything was still clean, not yet to the dirty road-spray color it probably would be in a few days. Even without direct sunlight, everything gleamed bright and white.

I was partially transported back to my childhood as we drove, sitting in the back seat of my parents car. There was something ...

... exciting about making a trip in the snow, especially near the first part of the season where it was still magical and new. Everyone took their time and marveled at the way it completely changed things, obscuring the sharp edges and making things softer.

My reverie was cut short as I heard a wetslurping noise from the back, mingled with a low moan that was definitely familiar. I adjusted my angle to look in the mirror. Sloane had leaned over the armrest, her head in Quinn's lap and her lips stretched around her cock. My own responded in kind.

"Jesus, you two..." I scolded playfully. "It's a good thing the windows are tinted." We were just happening to be passing a semi on our right.

"You want some next?" said Quinn, between happy sounds.

"Raincheck," I said, adjusting my growing hard-on. "Don't wanna kill us..."

"Smart," said Sloane, briefly coming up for air.

Another slow gasp told me she had slid back down Quinn's shaft.

"Oh, yeah..." she cooed. "Just like that."

I found it increasingly hard to pay attention to the road and finally forced my eyes forward. A series ofoohs andfuck yesses a moment later telegraphed what was happening. I listened as Quinn's bare ass slapped against the soft leather in time with her thrusting, before tapering off.

They sat up and leaned over to kiss. I allowed myself a glance in the rearview to see their tongues lapping at each other.

"I love it when youshare," said Quinn, licking her lips as they pulled apart.

I was ...