first submission "Kelly in Chicago" Part I Sailing down 94 southbound, our troubles behind us, the promise of an exciting, fun, hot weekend ahead of us in Chicago. My beautiful special friend Kelly next to me. Nothing could be better. I knew that often I would think back at every minute of the upcoming weekend, replaying it in my mind.. now would be one of those "scenes": Kelly sitting against the passenger door looking at me smiling, her long hair draped down over her shoulders, shining golden in the sun. She had a new top on, pale green and tight, and low-cut. She was wearing a push-up bra, even though she didnt need one, and her round full cleavage was clearly visible. My eyes walked over her, one of my favorite hobbies. I smiled and winked at her. This weekend, I was the luckiest guy on earth... knowing she felt lucky to be with me, and as excited as I was about spending these two days and another LONG night together Chicago (just like the one had spent a couple years ago), made me warm inside. We had both been working out quite regularly over the summer, and it showed. We were both well-defined, and I was feeling and looking better than I had in years. Women were coming up to me in bars, something that hadnt happened much in awhile. But Kelly was all I was interested in, and we had both promised to talk to each other first before pursuing any one else.... not that I felt that would ever happen. She was great, in every way... spending time with her, being with her, laughing with her, all of that... the times we spent together were precious to me, and increasingly rare unfortunately, given our current (mutual) situation. Sometimes the time apart hurt, and it would ache to think about her... but other times it made our times together all that more perfect, and urgent, and wonderful. This was one of those times. We were both glowing with anticipation, and our hands were roaming each others bodies freely as I struggled to keep us on a straight course down the highway. I had an idea, and my hand roamed up from her leg and, smiling at her, I undid the button of her jeans... "you have too many clothes on, baby... you should feel the leather of the seats without those thick jeans in the way, or those panties..." She smiled, and without a word, removed her jeans and panties, and sat back, against the passenger door, sitting indian style. She always gave me everything, always submitted to every whim I had, every inventive idea I had ever thought of, or saw in a porn flick, or wondered if it were physically possible. She took care of me sexually, and I took care of her... I loved nothing more than to eat her bare, soft, clean-shaven pussy, which she had shaved for me the first time we had gone to Chicago together... it was a bit red and rough from the experience back then, and we certainly made it more so that night, but now here it was staring at me, looking absolutely perfect, smooth, beautiful and inviting... and the lips were already slightly moist... her hands then began to play... and I struggled to watch the road... she loved to masturbate for me and I loved to watch. She leaned over and unzipped my fly, freeing the thick purple head of my cock (which she loves), and "milked" a thick bead of pre-come into her index finger. She calls this her "lip gloss", my pre-come, and uses it often as such at any opportunity. I'm always glad to oblige... Kelly spread the thick clear fluid around her lips, and puckered for me.. We kissed then, and shared the slightly salty but agreeable taste... Part II Cruising at about 75 down hwy 94, I kept turning back and forth, the road, Kelly, the road, Kelly, the car in front of me, Kelly, the truck to the side of us, Kelly... as she leaned further back in against the passenger door and brought one of her crossed legs down to the floor to open up a little wider.. Her hands went back and forth between her mouth and her pussy, as she both tasted herself and moistened her fingers for the next activity... One hand spread her pink lips while the other one, with her index finger and middle finger, made tiny circles around her clit. She was already breathing harder, and had gone from moist to very wet. She reached across and grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand to her. I easily inserted two fingers, pulling them out soaking to my mouth and tasting..mmmmmm... She was very sweet today. My cock was throbbing in my tight jeans in anticipation of action it might not see for another few hours..! All of the sudden, a lound HOONNNNNKKKK to my left- a truck's horn blasting! I looked around and in the lane to my left was a big 18-wheeler, and the passenger was staring openly with a great big smile on his face as he watched thru the open sunroof! I was a bit shocked, and looked over at Kelly to expect her to be covering herself quickly... but instead she smiled and waved!!! She then, very slowly and deliberately, put one finger in her cunt, sliding it in until it was very deep, pulled it out slowly, then two, sliding them in very slowly, then out again... this time she brought them to her mouth and sucked them with a wicked smile on her face. The truck rider, window open, was hooting and hollering, "oh my god baby yeah do it baby yeah one more baby one more!" and I could see the driver of the truck was also straining to see over his buddy. Kelly then held up three fingers for us all to see and the truck guys were yelling something that sounded like "yeah do it yeah baby go ahead"... and she did, sliding all three fingers in, smoothly and easily into her soaking cunt. She was lying back now with her neck arched back in ecstasy, and with the angle they were looking they could see how smooth and shaved her mound was, and now, as kelly pulled out and brought her shiny fingers to her mouth and sucked them hungrily. I looked down as she sucked, and then offered her hand to me which I licked and sucked, and saw that her beautiful pink lips were puffy and swollen, and she looked wide open and ready... She asked me, do you have anything else I can put in my pussy, baby? I said, as a matter of fact, yes! The truck HONNNNKKKed again, loudly, waiting for more action, as they cruised along with us, sailing down the highway doing 80 now... I reached into the back seat...