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To my relief Cindy was home Tuesday morning looking surprisingly fresh for someone who had such a busy week. She filled me in on the TV meeting. Definite interest in her for a part on a drama series for the next year. A regular part to test her acting abilities. But not a lot of speaking parts the first season. More like the put upon teen who pouts and complains about how unfair everything is. A bit of eye candy for the husbands to watch with their wives. But that was further off. For now she was signed for a series of print ads. And Helen had landed her the Chuck Taylor ad. The image of Cindy in profile leaning against a fence by a basketball court one leg bent back on the fence, hands in back pockets looking at the camera was in all the magazines. Men's and women's. The shadowy light with the bright blue sneakers. Caught everyone's eye. But who was the girl? Nice body. But who is she?
She was my wife. I shushed her apologies. Told her what I wanted to do. No more separation. Live life to the fullest, together. We spent Tuesday getting reunited. Oh she felt good. It took me a long time to catch up on every inch of her body. It sure beat photos. I noticed the mark on her breast.
"It was there Saturday morning. I think Ryan had to claim his conquest or some stupid shit."
I kissed her on the spot. Then everywhere else on her breast. Then the other breast. I apologized for not being there to have her back.
"Sorry Tim, but I think he would have crushed you. He held me like I was a rag doll. Very strong."
"You think it was Greg's friend who you?"
"Pretty sure and he was the one who immediately took advantage of me."
"Greg did too."
"But remember the last time Greg saw me. He's a nice I think." Cindy ended up writing to Greg. He wrote back to say yes Trevor was bragging about it. Shortly after Trevor received a letter. Interestingly a month later Sandy received her first restraining order. We never heard from Trevor again. He and we never spoke of the incident again.
Two weeks later Nikki contacted Cindy. They were green lighted for a commercial. Could she be in LA in a month? We sold what we didn't need, packed and shipped what we wanted. I quit my job and we hopped in the Camaro. It was the start of a new adventure. Tim and Cindy fuck their way across the USA. You can make it by going through 10 or 11 states. We added detours,
It's more fun to fuck in 15.
The morning we were leaving I was up early. Cindy slept peacefully but that wouldn't last. I started slow long licks along her slit. She moaned quietly in her sleep. Probing deeper I separated the folds with my tongue.
"Oh, Tim what are you doing?"
"MMM, have to start the journey. Can't leave out NJ." Now my tongue was between her inner lips, slowly licking. I hummed into her.
"Ooo. Nice. Can you keep doing that and we'll just stay here?"
"Haha, we have, mmmmmmm, no, mmmmmmmm, furniture." We're sleeping on, mmmm, the floor."
"Don't care, keep doing that." I did keep doing that. I also enjoyed the curves of her body. Soft skin. "mmmmm". Delicious. "oh, oh Tim, that's nice, ooh. Now let's take care of NJ." I shifted up on my knees and bent over her awakening body. I entered Cindy and reentered her with rhythmic thrusts.
"Easy Tim, I don't have as much cushion as my sister."
I held her in place and continued. Then I held her tight and released into her. I kissed her on the forehead, then on the lips.
"One state down, a dozen or so to go girl."
Sandy and Johnny came by to see us off. "Be good you freaks. Thanks for everything." Hugs and kisses all around and we were on our way. We planned to have our first night near Cleveland. So that meant a pit stop in Pennsylvania. Cindy asked if a blowjob on the road would save time and count?
"No technically that's not fucking. Although not completely discouraged."
So we added extra diversions as we set out on Route 80. Somewhere in the middle of Pennsylvania a truck had settled in along side us. He must have been checking Cindy out. She flashed him some boob, which got a nice honk from his horn. When he seemed to want more she put her hand down her shorts and made a show of rubbing herself. A double honk. Then she looked at me and slid down her shorts to give him a good look. He laid on the horn and signaled for the next exit. We kept going. We took a quiet exit off the highway in western PA. A pit stop for relief then a detour on a country road where we found a secluded spot. The back seats of the Z are tight, but I got myself in there and Cindy got over the seat to sit her hot pussy on my cock. It was a bit cramped, but we made do, Cindy pretty much performing a split onto my cock. I held her by the waist and helped bounce her up and down on my cock while looking for anyone outside. Cindy balanced on the back of the seat so I had access to her tits. I sucked one into my mouth and rolled her nipple on my tongue. She came first and I soon followed. Check off another.
Ohio would have been boring, but we were on the third floor over looking a park. Standing together looking out at the setting sun Cindy noticed two people making out on a bench facing us. So Cindy pulled my head down to her and began kissing me. She kept an eye on the couple. It seemed the man had noticed us. Then the girl's head turned towards us. Cindy upped the challenge, putting my hands on her ass. Getting the idea I made exaggerated movements so they could clearly see me massaging her ass as we made out. The couple followed us. Then Cindy upped the ante, removing her shirt and facing out towards the park leaning over the railing. I tested her resolve and began loosening her bra. Cindy spread her arms wide as I removed her bra dropping it behind us, I then began massaging her tits in full view of anyone passing. I could see the girl shaking her head. The man nodding up towards us, cajoling her. Cindy leaned her head back for a kiss enjoying my handling of her tits. Then with the girl on his lap facing us, the guy started opening her blouse. Cindy held her hands under he boobs bouncing them up and down taunting the couple. Frustrated the man pulled open her blouse and pulled up her bra exposing her tits to us. From our vantage point she seemed well enough endowed. He vigorously massaged her tits and smiled up at us. Cindy turned towards me pushed me back two steps and leaned forward against me. With me holding her in place she used her hands to lower her shorts, and underwear. Now she was nude on a balcony somewhere near Cleveland. The girl had her hands across her chest head down. The man was beaten. To clinch the competition Cindy leaned forward holding the railing, tits swinging as I entered her from behind, holding her hips and being sure it was clear to our audience that I was fucking this crazy woman. The couple quickly made their way to a car with the man looking back for a last look at Cindy. Her tits, her pussy, her smile as I filled her. Three for three.
The next few states were more traditional, a detour to include Michigan, Indiana, Illinois. Two roadside quickies and a nice slow relaxing time spent at a hotel. The next excitement was somewhere west of Des Moines. We'd been driving for hours and Nebraska was getting closer. Turning off the highway we found a small road, no more than a path between endless cornfields. Stopping at what appeared to be in a quiet area, I suggested we eat some lunch and check Iowa off the list. After packing up our lunch Cindy complained that the back seat was too tight. She took the blanket and threw it onto the hood of the Camaro. "Come on big boy, want to bang a model on a sports car?" I was up for banging that model anywhere. The Camaro's hood was as good as anyplace. Cindy laid back on the blanket and bent her knees planting her feet on the car. I stepped up to take over and was several minutes into plowing her field when we heard a noise behind us. Cindy's eyes widened as she saw a man with a shotgun stepping into the road.
"This is private property."
Turning I realized that both of us were now completely exposed. Cindy moved to cover herself.
"No no missy you can just leave yourself to catch the breeze. Can't say I mind the view. Now I'm going to stand here and watch you finish your business. You were doing good work there. It's the fee for using my property."
And he did. Stood right there encouraging me as I returned to our performance. When we were finished, an odd mix of trying to hurry, worrying what he would do, trying not to lose my erection from worrying, I finally gave Cindy a couple of squirts, she put on an award winning performance in the "Best Fake Orgasm" category and I stood back to put on my shorts. When Cindy slid down from the car, a few drops of cum dripping to prove we'd actually finished the act, the farmer walked up to us, shotgun over his shoulder.
"Now that was a show. Better than the titty bar. Quite the pretty girl you are." He gave Cindy's left nipple a tweak. "You two go on your way now. But be careful. If you pulled into the wrong cornfield you might have had a line of fellas who would have had you too. Go on now"
He stood back being sure not to miss one moment of Cindy's naked body as we climbed back into the car. We got in and I drove off while Cindy was still dressing. She looked at me shaking her head. Then she laughed. "We're like Bonnie & Clyde only we're fucking rather than robbing."
We played it safe for awhile. OK maybe we did it against the wall of a roadside rest area in Colorado. And in a National Park.
But we rolled into California and had fucked our way 'cross the country. Welcome to our new home.
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