Car Flashing and Road Head

[Barmixer]

One evening, my wife and I went to dinner and a night at a bar. We parked next to the back entrance. After an evening of drinking and dancing, my wife was really horny.

As we went out the door, she pulled up her skirt and got in the car, reclining her seat. I climbed on top of her and began to fuck her hot, wet pussy. She watched as people came out the door and slowed to watch us. She went wild, not caring that people saw us.

[DRDavenport]

Seen two:

First was an a side street in mid town Manhattan. My wife and I and another couple had been to the theater and were walking back to where we had parked (back when it was possible to street park in mid town). We were approaching a fancy expensive sports car with the top down, and I remarked to my wife "Who would park a car like that on the street like that?" We got closer and saw that there was a guy in the drivers seat, and a girl in the passenger seat giving him head.

Second, I was car pooling with work buddies and stuck in traffic entering the Brooklyn Battery tunnel. I looked back and there was a sports car, top down, with a female head bobbing up and down in the guy's lap. Whether she was actually blowing him or just goofing on all the other cars and buses around, I will never know.

[JonScores]

My wife loves to flash truck drivers as we travel down the Interstates of this country. Initially, it was just in our motor home, but now she flashes them in every vehicle we own. She will be braless and wear shirts totally unbuttoned or no shirt at all. As we get ready to pass an 18-wheeler, she will be sitting there with both boobs totally displayed for their pleasure. Sometimes they are looking and sometimes they are not. She will report to me what the drivers are doing. I usually slow to provide them with a great view if they are looking. Once a driver rode alongside our motor home for about 5 miles looking at my wife's boobs. She manages to show them in the day or at night. If it is night, she will light up her cell phone to give them a look. Once we were driving through L.A. on I-5 during the day in rush hour. She was topless and it was stop and go traffic with plenty of big rigs on the road. I think they were radioing each other about what could be seen in our vehicle, because every one of them was ready and hanging out the window as we caught up to their sides.

She used to ride her own motorcycle. She wore only a denim shirt on top with no bra. She had no fairing or windshield on her bike. The wind at 65 and 70 mph would pull at that shirt and stretch the button holes wider and wider. Eventually, the shirt buttons were too small for the stretched button holes, and her shirt would come undone from the wind one button at a time. After a short time the shirt would be blowing behind her and her boobs would be fully exposed as she road down the Interstate. Again, the truckers would notice their good luck and radio their friends up ahead. The truckers often would speed up to ride beside her bike. She just grinned at them and rode on. Once we had as many as seven truckers chasing after her. It looked like a regular convoy.

She says that women and boobs could rule the world, and I bet she is right.