Audrey's Road Trip

by Susan Bella Ikin

  After the door shut behind us, Audrey made to go back into the hotel room, and I didn't want to risk her shutting herself in the bedroom where I couldn't speak to her all day, so suggested that we go out for a drive instead. Audrey stopped and looked at me for a while, and then seemed to come to a decision.

  "Alright, just let me grab my bag".

  We were shortly on our way, and I picked a direction at random and drove.

  After a while, Audrey asked me where we were going, and I had to admit that I didn’t know. I realized that I was heading north, and we drove for a long time in silence. Eventually some road signs appeared, directing us to the Valley of Fire State Park, so I asked Audrey if she would like to see what was there.

  “Well, I’m not really dressed for hiking, so let’s just see what it’s like when we get there, shall we?”

  I looked over at her. She was wearing shorts, a t-shirt and sandals. She was right, it wasn’t really great attire if the terrain was rugged, but I didn’t know what we would find. So we drove on. All up, it took about an hour to get there, and as it was a State Park, not a National Park, the pass wouldn’t have worked there, even if we had it with us. Of course, it was in the car that Kerry and Andrew now had.

  We realized that the park was not like some of the others that we had been to, that had good cover and some water – this one was smack bang in the desert, so hiking off the road was not recommended on hot days like today.

  We drove to the first signposted attraction and got out to look at the rock formations. So far, we had said very few words to each other, and the silence between us was not a comfortable one.

  The problem was, I didn’t know how to start talking to Audrey about what had happened last night.

  After we had stopped at a few points of interest, we found a covered lunch area, so I suggested that we sit in the shade for a while. Audrey agreed.

  “Audrey, look, about last night, we really need to talk about that, it should never have happened-“

  Audrey interrupted me. I was about to say, it shouldn’t have happened like that, but I don’t know what Audrey thought I was going to say because she burst out angrily:

  “You don’t have to say anything more! I’m quite aware that I’m not Maddy !”

  I looked at her in consternation.

  “Maddy? What does any of this have to do with Maddy? Wait, how did you know about Maddy? I thought you said that you didn’t remember me from University?”

  Audrey flushed then said something that rocked me to the core:

  “Ok, so I lied. I had a massive crush on you, and every time I saw you, you were attached to Maddy. It was pretty clear that the two of you were having some pretty hot sex all the time, and I didn’t want you to know that I had noticed you, and that I had liked you but you didn’t even know I existed. So make of that whatever you want”.

  I was really perplexed, Audrey had a crush on me back in University? Now all those thoughts about ‘what if’ came back even more strongly. I decided to ignore them now, there were more important issues to consider.

  “But you haven’t answered my question, what does Maddy have to do with us? She was fun and casual, but that was over years ago, I haven’t seen her since graduation”.

  Audrey stared at me angrily.

  “Are you going to make me say it? Ok, I will then! Obviously you were angry that I was a virgin because I didn’t know what to do, unlike someone like Maddy who would have known exactly what you wanted. I was really happy about what we had done, but then you made it clear that you wished we hadn’t”.

  I couldn’t help myself, I threw my head back and laughed. I couldn’t stop for a while, and when I finally did, I saw that Audrey was looking even angrier than ever. I put a hand over my mouth to stop me from laughing again, and put another hand over her hands, which were clenched together tightly on the tabletop.

  “Audrey, you and I really should talk sometimes before jumping to conclusions, did you think I was angry because I didn’t enjoy making love to you?”

  She nodded, I swear she was close to tears, and that wiped the remaining smile off my face straight away.

  “No, Audrey, I was angry at myself, because I didn’t know so I thought I was too rough. If you had told me, I would have been more gentle with you. I was afraid that I hurt you. If you had told me, I would have taken more time, would have made sure you were properly aroused, maybe not even done anything at all. Don’t for one minute think that I was bored, or that I didn’t enjoy myself because I did.

  And once and for all, I am perfectly aware that you aren’t Maddy. Maddy was fun, but we were both aware that it was nothing serious. Maddy and I had very little in common, and there was nothing for us to do except have sex. You and I however, have had lots of fun together, we talk, we laugh at the same bad jokes, sex for us is a bonus, not the only thing that there is between us. Is that the only problem you have with me? That you think I regret taking you to bed because your inexperience made you less attractive - because that’s completely wrong”.

  I stopped talking then, slightly out of breath, and Audrey was now not looking at me angrily, but questioningly.

  “Do you mean that? I just kept thinking about what happened, and I didn’t do anything, you did it all, how can you have enjoyed yourself?”

  “Ah, Audrey, take it from me, I did. However, if you think you can make it even better, I am willing to be your test subject”, and I held my hands out wide.

  Audrey leaned back a little on the bench seat, and regarded me silently for a while.

  “So you mean it, it was ok? And you would do it again? And you would show me what to do? I don’t want to just lie there you know!” and she got up and started walking back to the car.

  “Wait, where are you going?” I asked, getting to my feet and hastening after her.

  “I’d like to go back to the hotel now. My parents are arriving later tonight, and I think we’ve got time for you to start teaching me some stuff before then”.

  As I ran to the car, I worried about how I was going to drive back to the hotel, without getting into a car accident, or at the very least, getting a speeding ticket. During the drive, Audrey tried to talk to me several times, but as soon as I realized she wanted to talk about what would happen back at the hotel, I stopped her – I was having trouble concentrating on my driving as it was, I didn’t need to lose concentration because I was thinking of Audrey and myself naked together in that hotel bed. The drive seemed to take forever.

  When we finally arrived at the hotel, we tried to appear circumspect when walking through the lobby, and virtually tiptoed when walking past the door of the room where Emily and Richard were, but once the door closed behind us, I had had enough of waiting, and lifted Audrey up by the buttocks, and held her against the wall, supporting her weight with my pelvis and one hand, and using the other hand to run over her body while I kissed her. Audrey had both hands free, and used them to pull my t-shirt over my head, and then to run her hands over my chest and back. I started to shake with need, and had to put her down, and hold her away from me by her shoulders.

  “If we keep this up, Audrey, it’s not going to be much different from last time. You were trying to talk to me in the car about what you wanted to try, but I was driving and if I had let you talk, I would have lost concentration and we would have had an accident, so tell me now that we are in our room, what did you want to do?”

  Audrey smiled at me, “Well, actually, you did offer to be my guinea pig if I remember rightly, so what if I just try out a few ideas, and you can tell me how they went?”

  I held out my arms in supplication. “I am at your mercy, tender lady. All I ask is that you be gentle”, and I smiled at her, enjoying the anticipation of not knowing what she was going to do next.

  Audrey bit her lip as she looked at me. She either didn’t know what she planned, or maybe just didn’t have the courage to try it. I waited. Then Audrey stepped up close to me, stared up at me, and while she main
tained eye contact, slipped one hand down the front of my jeans. My eyes rolled back in my head as she explored, she brought the other hand to the outside of my jeans and started gently rubbing on my balls. I leaned my head forward and kissed her on the top of the head. Suddenly unsatisfied with the poor range of motion that Audrey had due to the restrictions of the denim, I unbuckled my belt and slowly eased my zipper down, enabling my penis to spring free and to give Audrey the chance to feel along its entire length. She looked down and her lips formed a little ‘O’ and my penis started twitching under her gaze. I wiggled my hips and my jeans fell further down.

  “Let me help you with your clothes”, said Audrey, and knelt to my sneakers to untie the laces.

  I looked down at the sight of her head, just on level with my penis, and had to restrain myself from guiding her head to my groin. This was Audrey’s mission of exploration, not mine. Audrey tapped my feet when she wanted me to lift each one, and she pulled off my shoes and my socks, then removed my jeans and jocks, leaving me standing in the middle of the room naked. She looked up at me, then looked level with her face. By this stage, a little bead of fluid was welling up at the head of my penis, and Audrey looked at it intently. Then to my relief, she bent her head and gently tasted it. I clenched my hands at my side, the anticipation was a delicious torture.

  Audrey suddenly took the top of my penis into her mouth and licked and nibbled the top. I groaned. Audrey spat out my penis and looked up at me.

  “I’m sorry, did that hurt?” she asked in a worried voice.

  “No, no”, I said hoarsely, “It feels really good when you do that, in fact, I wouldn’t object if you did it again”.

  Audrey looked relieved, and then looked back at my penis, which if possible, was even bigger than before.

  She grasped it in one hand, and then explored my balls with the other. I gently corrected her grasp, and while I was there, moved her hand up and down my shaft so that she understood what felt good.

  Soon, Audrey was sucking on the tip of my penis, while running her hand up and down the length, and I very quickly realized that if I didn’t stop her, this lesson would be over very soon. I gently put my hands either side of her head, and pulled her head back from my penis, telling her that she was learning too fast, and we needed to slow down or I wouldn’t last very long. When she still looked confused, I explained to her exactly what that meant. Audrey stood up, making sure that her clothed body rubbed against the length of mine as she stood, and then said:

  “Ok, if you won’t let me do that, what can I do?”

  “Well, first, you can take your clothes off. You have me at a distinct disadvantage here”, and I sat on the couch, indicating that she should start.

  Audrey smiled, and started at her shorts. She slowly unbuttoned them, and ran the zip down, all the while I watched greedily. When the shorts were hanging low on her hips, she bent forward to wiggle them down her legs, affording me a wonderful view down the front of her t-shirt. The t-shirt hung down low enough for me to see the tops of her breasts, but not enough to see much further, and I craned my neck trying to see. Audrey stood up, kicking off her sandals. She put her hands to the bottom of her t-shirt, and slowly worked it up her torso, watching me the whole time. Finally she pulled it up and over her head, standing there in just her bra and panties. Ah, were they the lovely things I saw in that shop in San Francisco? Whatever she had paid, I was sure it was worth it. I licked my lips and motioned her over. Audrey moved to stand in front of me, and I pulled her forwards so that she straddled me. I lowered my heads to her breasts, covered only with the lacy bra, and began suckling on the nipples through the thin lace. As I did this, my hands on her buttocks moved her backwards and forwards so that her panty covered crotch rubbed against my erect penis. Audrey had her head back, little moans issuing from those perfect little lips. I moved one hand up to Audrey’s back and undid her bra, and she helped me to remove it, so that I could capture first one, then the other, pert little breast in my mouth and suckle heavily on it until Audrey’s moans grew louder. I didn’t have to move Audrey anymore, she was rubbing herself against me, and I knew that I couldn’t take it much longer. I reluctantly removed my mouth from her breast and said breathlessly:

  “Audrey, I want to try it in this position. That way you can control how deep you take me, and we can stop if you are still a bit sore”.

  At her nod, I put a hand in between us and inserted two fingers into Audrey, checking that she was ready. Oh yes, so moist and hot. While I was in that position, I couldn’t resist feeling her hot crotch pushing down on my hand, and moved my thumb into position over her clit, which sent her wild. Audrey was now grinding on me in earnest, and I smiled into her neck as she leaned forward to allow me full access of her body with my hand. Well, if that was what she wanted, that was what I would do for her, I thought, and so continued to use my fingers and thumb to stimulate Audrey’s nerve endings, until she gave a grunt and I felt her moist heat clenching and unclenching on my fingers. Oh, this felt good. If it felt good for me, hopefully Audrey was satisfied, I thought.

  When she stilled, I shifted her weight slightly, moving the crotch of her panties even further to one side, and positioned her so that the tip of my penis was probing where my fingers had just been. I looked at her face, and Audrey was looking a bit hesitant, so I said:

  “It’s up to you now, Audrey, I’m good to go”.

  Audrey snorted with a little laugh, and ever so slowly, pushed down hesitantly on me. With a will that I didn’t think I possessed, I forced myself to not thrust upwards as I so wanted to do, I just sat there and let Audrey bear down on me, only taking me in a little deeper as she felt comfortable. The slow motion was exquisitely sensual, and the enforced restraint was making me quiver in anticipation of how I would feel as Audrey took me deeper and deeper.

  Finally, after slow, slow pushing and wiggling, I was as far into Audrey as I could go. Audrey then started using her knees to lift herself up, and push down again. Slowly, I started to thrust upwards gently, and Audrey started increasing the tempo, and began to push down a bit harder and harder each time. I knew that I couldn’t last much longer, so was really happy when I heard Audrey’s breathing change, and knew she was about to come. When she did, the action of her interior muscles sent me over the edge, and I pulsed into her, pushing deeply as I did.

  When our breathing returned to normal, I picked up Audrey, remaining locked together as I was still aroused by this beautiful woman, and carried us into the bedroom, where I managed to lay her down on the bed and position myself on top of her without withdrawing, and began to pleasure her again.

  As it was, we spent all afternoon pleasuring each other, and barely made it to the airport in time. Audrey was concerned that her parents would know what she had been doing all afternoon, but I reminded her that they were still unaware that Emily was safe, so they would be focused on Emily, not her.

  As it was, I was right, although I felt a complete fraud, shaking her father’s hand, and returning her mother’s hug, all the time knowing what their daughter and I had been doing all afternoon, and what I planned to do with her again that night.

  Audrey

  I sat in the car next to James, with my parents in the backseat, feeling a slight burn between my legs. I had lost count of how many times James and I had made love that afternoon, and was wondering how quickly we could excuse ourselves this evening so that we could get back to our bedroom. Or the couch. Or the table, or the floor, or any surface really.

  We walked up to Emily’s room and knocked at the door. Richard opened the door, and before he could say anything, Mum pushed past him and virtually ran into the room, looking for Emily. She found Emily sitting on the couch, and pulled her up by the hands, babbling about how scared she had been. Dad had followed Mum closely, and pulled Emily into a big hug, the type that he had always used to comfort us when we were little. James and I walked in next, leaving Richard to close the door.

  Mum pushed Dad to
the side and started checking Emily over, checking her injuries, and clucking about the sunburn. They then made Emily sit down and tell them what had happened, and Richard spoke about what he had found out from the police.

  Dad tried to suggest that Emily should go back to Australia with him and Mum, so that they could take care of her, but Richard stopped him, saying that he would take care of his fiancée. His fiancée? When had this happened?

  Mum started crying, but all I could think of was how happy I was for Emily. I knew she loved Richard, and I knew he loved her, and I was so happy that they had managed to find each other. I rushed over and hugged her tightly, out of the corner of my eye I saw James approach Richard and shake his hand.

  I put Emily away from me, and told her that there was no way she was sticking me in an ugly bridesmaid’s dress and that I would be choosing what I wore.

  Emily said that they wanted to get married in Melbourne, but didn’t know when it would be, so there would be plenty of time for planning. She then shooed Mum and Dad out of the room, telling them that they must be tired from their long flight, and making sure they had their room key and took their bags. Before I knew it, she had hustled James and myself out of the room too, and I swear that when the door shut behind us I heard Richard laughing.

  My parents were standing at their door looking confused, so I helped them in, they really were tired after the stress and the flight, and I showed them where everything was. Mum started yawning so we made arrangements to meet them for breakfast in the morning, and went to our room. I stood looking at the sofa bed for a while, and finally got up the courage to ask James if we could make it up. He looked at me quizzically.