Unexpected car sex during my solo bike trip

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I am Rahul. I live in Bangalore and work as a software developer for an MNC, as you already know about me. My looks are ordinary, and I have a medium figure with a dusky complexion. I am 5.8 feet tall, and my dick is about 5.5 inches.

Let me go right into the story without wasting any time. The last few weeks at work were too stressful for me before this incident occurred. When that week’s job ended, I had the idea to go somewhere alone for a few days without any set plans or destinations.

I got home from work on a Friday night at nine o’clock and immediately fell asleep. I awoke around four, quickly showered, and hopped on my bike to head out.

I started my ride wearing all my gear and putting a few clothes in my backpack. I was still suffering from the effects of the stressful weeks. I was absolutely out of it and had no idea what I was doing.

I noticed that the tank was only half full. I considered filling up my tank in the middle. I began riding in the direction of Ooty. After travelling nearly 150 km, it was 7:15 when I looked at the clock.

I was listening to music and taking in the scenery. I noticed the fuel gauge then and realized I had neglected to fill it up. I looked for the closest petrol station on the map, which was at a distance of 50 km.

I have another 15 to 20 kilometres to ride. I got on my bike and tried to ride as slowly as possible. I was paying attention to Trip F and the fuel gauge.

On trip F, I had already travelled about 80 km. The bike’s engine was cut off, and it came to a stop. When I looked at the map, the gas station was still 27 kilometres away.

I blamed myself and waited there in case I could get assistance. I was unable to see any nearby buildings or shops. I started pushing my bike in the same general direction on foot, hoping to receive some towing help.

I walked for about 2 to 3 kilometres. Due to the bike’s weight, I was exhausted and sweating in the chilly morning air. There was a slight incline, and I couldn’t pull my bike up. I eventually stopped. I stood in the middle of the road and shouted for help at every passing vehicle.

For almost an hour, no car had slowed down. It was already 10 a.m. My hopes were about to be dashed. After several more minutes of attempting to call for assistance, a grey Toyota Etios finally stopped.

When I saw that car stop, I was the happiest person in the world. The windows were completely tinted. I approached the driver’s seat and tapped on the window.

When the glass came down, I noticed a stunning woman sitting alone. She appeared to be in her mid-30s, wore a loose-fitting black cropped T-shirt and jeans shorts, and had fair skin. After a few seconds,

Me: Hello, ma’am. I apologize for bothering you. My bike ran out of fuel because I forgot to fill it up at the previous station. The next station is about 25 kilometres away. Could you drop me off at the petrol bunk, please?

Woman: Sure! Go ahead, grab your bag, and get in.

Me: Thank you very much, ma’am. Please give me a minute.

I walked over to my bike, locked it, and then climbed into the front seat of her car with my bag.

Me: (after she began to drive) Thank you once more, ma’am. I waited there for a few hours, hoping to get assistance. I was on the verge of giving up on getting help.

Woman: You had sweat all over your face and looked worn out on this cool morning. I was sorry to see you standing in the middle of the street. I’m happy to assist you. Put yourself at ease.

Me: I’m grateful. My name is Rahul, by the way.

Woman: I’m Adya. It’s good to meet you, Rahul. There is no need for formalities; call me by name.

Me: Sure, Adya. Where on this chilly morning are you going by yourself?

Adya (A): I was going to Ooty when my husband and I fought. So I decided to spend some time alone, away from all the noise and disturbance.

My cunning mind awoke when I heard her talk about the argument with her husband.

A: What about you? Where are you going alone?

Me: I’m heading somewhere where I can have some private time with myself because it’s been a difficult week at work. I also regret your argument with your husband.

A: Calm down; he’s not dead (with a smile). These days, it’s just normal between us. I’m so tired of this stuff.

A: Tell me about you; don’t talk about me. What do you like to do on the weekends? Do you typically travel alone?

I thought there might be a chance that day to bang her. I immediately responded,

Me: I write sex stories and publish them online. Most of the time, I travel alone to reflect on my ideas and stories.

In the car, there was a brief moment of silence. She didn’t say anything then but was smiling and seemed excited about something. That made me feel more confident.

She switched the topic and began inquiring about my work and other things. I took every opportunity to flirt with her.

We talked nonstop for the 15 to 20 minutes we were driving, and she constantly smiled each time she saw me.

When we arrived at the petrol station, I thanked her before exiting the vehicle with my bag. She waited as I filled the bottle with petrol. After filling it, I returned to the car.

Me: You don’t need to wait for me, Adya. I must return to my bike.

A: You already appear quite worn out. What if you are unable to find help? Come, I’ll drop you back again.

Me: You don’t have to do this. I’m unsure how to thank you for all you’ve done for me.

A: I suppose you’ll be paying it back soon. Just enter without saying anything.

I smiled as I got in her car without saying anything. I was aware of where this was going. I could tell she was happy that I had entered her car. She made a U-turn and began to head back to where I had left my bike.

She started by discussing her argument with her husband and how annoyed she was with him. She made an effort to make me feel bad for her.

After a few minutes of driving, she drove off the road and stopped the car. She gave me a teary-eyed look and said,

A: Do you believe I deserve all of this? Is everything my fault?

I understood why she was saying all of this. I quickly put my hand on her bare thigh, just above where her shorts were slightly raised. I gave it a gentle squeeze while pretending to comfort her.

She put her hand on my hand and allowed me to continue to squeeze it. I said

Me: Even though you know nothing about me, you still helped me. That demonstrates your kindness. You can’t be at fault for it. Better things may come your way.

A: Awww, you are such a sweetheart!

She took my hand, placed it on her breast, and squeezed my wrist against her boobs.

I said, “Don’t worry about anything,” as I moved her face towards me while holding her cheeks with my other hand.

I soon placed my lips on hers after she assisted in turning her face in my direction. She forced my other arm towards her boobs without any hesitation.

I moved my hand to one of her boobs and grabbed it. She let go of my hand and grabbed my face with both hands, pulling my face towards hers. When I grabbed her boob, she started sucking my lips one by one.

I reciprocate by sucking her lips. After a few seconds of kissing, she opened her mouth and invited my tongue inside. I pushed my tongue inside her mouth and started exploring it. My tongue was being sucked like a lollypop by her.

While she was sucking my tongue, I let go of her face and grabbed her waist with both hands. I made an effort to pull her toward me.

However, moving her from the driver’s seat was difficult, and she was heavy, making it challenging to pick her up and bring her onto me.

She released my head from her hold after breaking off the kiss and said

A: Let’s move to the back seat; this is uncomfortable.

She jumped into the back seat through the space between the front seats after I nodded, signalling me to approach her.

I followed her and began moving to the rear seat. But she grabbed my face as I passed between the front seats again. She pulled me towards her hungrily and began kissing my lips again.

This showed how desperate she was to fuck me, and I knew we would have a blast. I managed to get into the rear seat. She quickly unzipped my riding jacket when I sat on her and removed it.

I invited her tongue into my mouth this time and imitated her actions. Her tongue was incredibly juicy, but her saliva was the tastiest thing I had that day.

Her T-shirt somewhat tore as a result of my handling of the neck of her shirt as I moved it to the side. She gently hummed in my mouth, telling me to take it slow.

She wore a bra underneath, making her bum difficult to see. I reached underneath her t-shirt with my hands, unhooked her bra, and removed it.

When I slid her T-shirt back down, her milky white boobs could now be seen. Her erect, light nipples were ready to be sucked by me.

Without letting go of her tongue, I grabbed both of her boobs and began to squeeze them harder. Her tongue trapped in my mouth and made a slow moaning sound.

She reached for my pants, quickly unzipped them, and pulled out my dick. She held it with both hands and started giving it a light massage while my dick poked her stomach over her t-shirt.

When I let go of her tongue, shifted my mouth toward her boobs, and began sucking them, she slowly began giving me a hand job. She started to moan a little louder.

The heater was on, and it was already making us sweat. We were focused on what we were doing and didn’t give a damn about anything else.

With her permission, I slowly bit on her boobs while also leaving a couple of marks. While I was enjoying her boobs, she continued to stroke my dick and massage my balls.

When I had finished sucking her breasts, I moved down between her legs and sat on the floor, where there was plenty of room to settle down. I unhooked her shorts and the red panty in one go.

On her pink pussy, which was covered in her juices, she had a small amount of hair. I didn’t waste any time, buried my face between her legs, and began sucking her thighs before moving on to her pussy.

I was completely distracted by the scent of the perfume in the car, the music, and her pussy juices. I was biting her pink pussy while completely losing control.

I pushed my tongue inside of her as much as I could and began wiggling it around in her pussy. Throughout this, she grabbed my hair and pushed my head towards her pussy.

I continuously bit, licked, and sucked at her pussy for 15 to 20 minutes. After I had been sucking her like crazy, she had cum in my mouth a few times and continuously moaned in pleasure.

She took hold of my ears, pulled my face towards her face, and said, “Fuck me harder, fuck me!”

I put my dick on her pussy and slammed it on her as soon as I heard her say it. My dick slid fully in a single move. As I entered her, she let out a loud moan.

I was fucking her harder as she wrapped me with her legs and dragged my face onto hers for a lengthy kiss.

She was constantly moaning in my mouth as I rammed my dick into her pussy. She held my mouth closed with hers until I was about to cum.

She suggested I cum within her because it was a safe day for her when I told her I would cum. I filled her pussy with my warm cum as she instructed. Her pussy was dripping with my cum.

Later, after switching positions, she gave me an amazing blowjob, and we had a few more sex sessions in her spacious car.

When we were both finished, she dropped me back and said

A: It had been a while since I’d experienced such an intense session. I appreciate it.

Me: I believe we are now in agreement. I appreciate your help, too (with a wink)

With another passionate kiss in the middle of the road, we both say goodbye to one another and wish each other luck for the rest of our journey.

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