Just last week my husband and I were travelling down South. I knew the car journey was going to be long so I was thinking of ways of making it fun. My husband has always been curious to hear about what I got up to in my youth, and one story that always turned him on is the one where I went on a trip to Peterborough (of all places!) with a couple of older guys (I was turning 20 and they were in their late 40s). On that occasion, the guys (let's call them A and B), made the journey really entertaining. I should say that we were all feeling really horny from the start, as we knew once we got to Peterborough we were going to have a relentless sex-fest! A was driving, so I went into the back with B. It was getting slightly dark, and B asked me what I had in mind for the hotel. I started explaining about my desires, and I could see that his cock was already bulging thinking about what lay ahead. As much as he was getting hard, my pussy was also getting moist in anticipation. I pulled up my skirt to reveal my stocking tops and silk panties. B took his cue and started caressing my thigh, slipping his hand under my knickers. Quickly finding my clit he started teasing me. Lost in the moment, I pulled down my basque and lay down a bit (thankfully we were in an estate car!) and started running my fingers over my tits, tracing my nipples with my finger tips. By this time, B leaned down, yanked my pants off and started to lap at my swollen lips. He nibbled and licked my clit, until I came right in his face almost immediately. Nearly forgetting where we were, I opened my eyes as I lay there panting and slightly perspiring from the experience. I then realised that the lorry drivers passing us on the motorway were getting a bird's-eye view (is that why subconciously, I had been hearing lots of honking horns?!). Wanting to return the favour, I reached over to B's zip, which was straining to hold his now fully erect penis. I unleashed the beast and gently started brushing my fingers up and down its length. I then took hold of it, and pulled it up towards his stomach, so that I could get right underneath to lick his balls. I continued wanking him, and licking until I could sense he was going to come, when I directed his cock at my face. I opened my mouth as much as I could and hungrily lapped up his hot, creamy spunk. All the while, poor A was driving and watching the events in the back of the car from the rear view mirror. I suggested we pull over at the next service station (which we did) and since it was actually dark by this time, had no qualms about sucking his dick in the car park. The rest of the journey to Peterborough was much similar; I think I must have come about four times before we even reached the hotel! So, with this experience in mind, I wondered what I could do on the journey I was about to make with my husband... First of all, I armed myself with my favourite dildo. Long, thick, black, rubbery and surprisingly life-like! I hid this in the glove box for easy access! As I enjoy power dressing at the best of times, I looked out an outfit that would turn my husband on from the start. I chose one of my smartly tailored business suits, with a white silk blouse. More importantly, underneath I was wearing pretty silk white undies and skin coloured, fully fashioned stockings with a black seam up the back. A pair of patent stilettos finished off the look. We set off late morning, and by the early afternoon I was already feeling quite frisky. My husband probably thought I was reaching into the glove box for the Werthers Originals, but instead I pulled out my big, black punisher! I pulled my seat back, let my legs fall open and pulled my panties to the side. My shaved pussy was already glistening and ready for me to thrust in my dildo. I undid a few buttons of my blouse, and pulled my bra down so my husband could glimpse my tits, swollen with nipples erect. I used my left hand to slide my dildo in and out, while rubbing my clit with my right hand. Thankfully, my husband is a good driver, so he was able to keep the car straight on the motorway, whilst leaning over and fingering my fanny at the same time. So there I was, lying back, my dildo firmly inserted, totally lost in the moment. My husband's adept fingers teased me to the point of no return. The blood rushed to my head (I thought it was going to burst!), my back arched, all of my muscles went into spasm and I enjoyed the most intense orgasm. Slowly, I opened my eyes, as I lay there panting, with a decidely rosy hue about my cheeks. It was at this point that I realised there was a lorry to our left and the driver had enjoyed watching the events unfold... I was quite mortified, but totally turned on! My husband laughed about how this might even evoke memories of my road trip to Peterborough - with only half of the cocks on offer though! It was at this time, that I surprised myself and looked to the lorry driver on my left, gesticulating to him to pull over at the next services. My husband asked what the hell I was doing, but I asked him to trust me, reminded him that he had fantasised about a threesome for years and instructed him to pull over too. We pulled in behind the lorry, who dutifully came off as requested and we followed suit. The lorry driver jumped down from his cab, and said he'd enjoyed the "show". Brazen as you like, I asked him if he would be interested in participating in the next instalment. I had no idea where this was going, but he said he had some space in the back of his lorry if we'd like to join him there. My husband, quite incredulous, just went along with it. So there we were in the back of the lorry, me down to my white silk undies, stockings and stilettos (it took some doing to get into the lorry!) kneeling before the driver and my husband, undoing their zips. My husband is well endowed, so you can imagine my surprise and delight when I realised the driver had an amazing cock too - clean shaven and ready for action. I began stroking their cocks and going between them - licking and sucking their rock-hard dicks and balls. I got down on my hands and knees, got the wink from my husband and invited the lorry driver to fuck me from behind. He was happy to oblige. I gasped as I felt his big cock entering my wet pussy, and he started pounding in and out of me. I don't think I've ever seen my husband so turned on. I beckoned him round to the front of me, so I could suck his cock at the same time. I think the whole session lasted around an hour or so, with the lorry driver and my husband taking turns in sticking their fingers (and even fists) inside me, licking my clit and watching me writhe in pleasure. Me returning the favour, greedily sucking their cocks, getting them to fuck me all ways. To finish up, I lay down, and asked them both to come all over my face and tits, which they duly did. It was absolutely amazing... I rubbed their spunk all over myself, and finished off by putting on one final show for them. I'm a greedy girl, and I came again! So our journey down South was a little more entertaining than usual, and I wonder how I'm going to make our next trip better than that one!