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22/04/2010
My shy wife has come a long way.
While we have masturbated in the car from the earliest days of our almost 20 year marriage, she was shy about flashing. Back in those days we would stay clothed until we were ready to masturbate, and then she would take off her panties and pull her dress up to masturbate, but afterward would put her panties right back on. She DID get excited when someone accidentally saw her masturbating, which was very rare, but she was inhibited about showing on purpose.
On the rare times when she WOULD show something, she'd wear a short dress and no panties, but she would sit with her legs together and just a wee bit of muff showing. So that's where this story starts:
In the summer of 2006, she went with me on a business trip to Texas. We were traveling West on I-10, and we masturbated in Mississippi. She had 3 pretty good orgasms. After she cums, I like to dip into her twat and see just how wet she got. Decently wet, this time, but not too much. But she DID agree to leave her panties off until we got to our hotel in Central Louisiana.
As we crossed the Mississippi in Baton Rouge, I dipped again and was disappointed to find her drier than before, likely from the AC. She was getting sleepy at this point and decided to take a nap. When she laid her seat all the way back, it brought her pussy into view. But she was still keeping her legs fairly closed.
As she fell into a deeper sleep, her legs started spreading. Eventually they fell completely apart and she was VERY exposed. Of course I helped by easing her hem of her dress toward her waist.
Just then we were starting across the 18 mile long Basin Bridge over the Achafalaya Bay. Trucks have to stay in the right lane and go 55. Lots of trucks that day and luckily NOT that many cars. It was about 5 p.m. and the sun was at a perfect angle to light up her bush and her large meaty lips.
Not even a mile onto the Bridge, someone must have gotten on the CB, because suddenly it seemed that just about every trucker was waiting for us and checking her out in their mirrors. I paced when I could, but luckily the left lane was barely moving faster than the right, so every trucker had a decent chance to look..
We must have passed 50-60 trucks during the 18 miles, and most of them saw her. I was leaking so much pre-cum, (loose shorts w/o underwear) that I needed a tissue as to not stain my seat! And I could strongly smell her womanly scent in the car, I guess from her legs being so spread. I looked and her lips were shiny.
A few miles past the bridge she awakened and sat up. I asked if I could dip and she was totally SOAKED. I asked her if she was asleep when we went over the Bridge and she assured me she was, which I tend to believe, since she had earlier admitted her exhibitionist tendencies, so she had nothing to lie about. But she is very shy despite her urges.
My theory is that her subconscious KNEW and FELT what was happening, and that's why she got do wet. It was a large step, in that she knew she had been exposed, even if it wasn't her intent. And she was surprised how much it excited her when I told her at the motel later.
I would have LOVED to have heard the CB chatter! We certainly had a good and slippery time when we got to the motel.
While we have masturbated in the car from the earliest days of our almost 20 year marriage, she was shy about flashing. Back in those days we would stay clothed until we were ready to masturbate, and then she would take off her panties and pull her dress up to masturbate, but afterward would put her panties right back on. She DID get excited when someone accidentally saw her masturbating, which was very rare, but she was inhibited about showing on purpose.
On the rare times when she WOULD show something, she'd wear a short dress and no panties, but she would sit with her legs together and just a wee bit of muff showing. So that's where this story starts:
In the summer of 2006, she went with me on a business trip to Texas. We were traveling West on I-10, and we masturbated in Mississippi. She had 3 pretty good orgasms. After she cums, I like to dip into her twat and see just how wet she got. Decently wet, this time, but not too much. But she DID agree to leave her panties off until we got to our hotel in Central Louisiana.
As we crossed the Mississippi in Baton Rouge, I dipped again and was disappointed to find her drier than before, likely from the AC. She was getting sleepy at this point and decided to take a nap. When she laid her seat all the way back, it brought her pussy into view. But she was still keeping her legs fairly closed.
As she fell into a deeper sleep, her legs started spreading. Eventually they fell completely apart and she was VERY exposed. Of course I helped by easing her hem of her dress toward her waist.
Just then we were starting across the 18 mile long Basin Bridge over the Achafalaya Bay. Trucks have to stay in the right lane and go 55. Lots of trucks that day and luckily NOT that many cars. It was about 5 p.m. and the sun was at a perfect angle to light up her bush and her large meaty lips.
Not even a mile onto the Bridge, someone must have gotten on the CB, because suddenly it seemed that just about every trucker was waiting for us and checking her out in their mirrors. I paced when I could, but luckily the left lane was barely moving faster than the right, so every trucker had a decent chance to look..
We must have passed 50-60 trucks during the 18 miles, and most of them saw her. I was leaking so much pre-cum, (loose shorts w/o underwear) that I needed a tissue as to not stain my seat! And I could strongly smell her womanly scent in the car, I guess from her legs being so spread. I looked and her lips were shiny.
A few miles past the bridge she awakened and sat up. I asked if I could dip and she was totally SOAKED. I asked her if she was asleep when we went over the Bridge and she assured me she was, which I tend to believe, since she had earlier admitted her exhibitionist tendencies, so she had nothing to lie about. But she is very shy despite her urges.
My theory is that her subconscious KNEW and FELT what was happening, and that's why she got do wet. It was a large step, in that she knew she had been exposed, even if it wasn't her intent. And she was surprised how much it excited her when I told her at the motel later.
I would have LOVED to have heard the CB chatter! We certainly had a good and slippery time when we got to the motel.
Poster:
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