Tiffany needed to stay awake on her long trip back to Vegas. Playing with her pussy wasn’t exactly what she had in mind. Then again, the I-15 was a long drive and coffee was no longer doing the trick. Maybe fingering her pussy could keep her awake. It would certainly make for an interesting trip.
It all started with friendly conversation with an online friend, Greg. They’ve chatted over the web and several times on the phone but neither had the gall to take it a step further and meet in person. Still, it didn’t stop the friendly chatter between the pair. Of course the talk eventually became sexual but it was nothing to risqué or naughty. It was a playful way of getting to know someone. But several hours into the conversation, a few truth or dare questions eventually grew into a frank sexual discussion. Both were honest and nothing was held back. But then Greg took it a step further than Tiffany could ever imagine. He revealed during their discussion, he was lightly stroking his cock. He suggested she should finger her pussy. The only thought on Tiffany’s mind was how, rather than, eww.
Tiffany had done a lot of shit she had no business doing while she was driving including but not limited to putting on makeup, reading the daily paper, and eating a taco. But masturbating? She knew she should’ve kept her mouth shut when she told Greg she brought her silver bullet vibrator with her on the road trip in case she needed to get off. But Tiffany knew she was full of shit. Greg, on the other hand, was dead serious about getting her off. To him, it was nothing but air and opportunity. Why waste a perfect good moment by not getting off?
“I want to listen to you get off,” Greg said over the speakerphone, “but if you’re faking it, I can tell.”
How in the fuck would he know that? Does he have a GPS on my ass? Tiffany almost scoffed at the idea that she would fake an orgasm just to win a dare. She was not going to waste a perfectly good opportunity to get herself off, no matter how stupid the situation was. After fumbling through her purse on the passenger seat, Tiffany located the bullet. She then carefully unzipped her jeans and wrapped the tiny string that was attached to the bullet around her fingers. Shaking her head and wondering why in the hell she was even attempting to do such a dangerous act, Tiffany turned on the pocket vibrator. The soft and strong buzz of the vibrator made Tiffany intrigued about the little dare. This could be interesting, she wondered.
She moved her right hand down to her pussy and pressed the vibe against her clit. Immediately, her body jerked upon the pressure. Tiffany wasn’t expecting it to feel so hot. The intense buzzing against her clit made her pussy want more. She naturally moaned and tried her best to keep her focus on the road but it was no use. Her pussy craved attention and the bullet was giving it to her nice. She continued to press the vibe against her clit and Tiffany felt she was getting ready to cum in less than two minutes.
“Cum for me, Tiff…” Greg encouraged.
Within seconds, Tiffany whimpered in pleasure as she came over the silver bullet. She kept her eyes focused on the road ahead and took a few deep breaths as she came down from her orgasmic high.
“Was that a good cum?” Greg asked.
Tiffany picked up her phone and smiled. “It would be better if you were here…”
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