Jim was driving down the expressway listening to the local rock and roll station, which wasn't too bad for such a hick town. If he didn't know better, he'd swear he was back in Oklahoma City where rock was king. Guns 'n Roses, can you believe it? It was almost 4PM in Amarillo and the traffic was light, though Jim knew if he was right downtown at 5 o'clock in this west Texas town, the traffic would seem almost nonexistent compared to the City. He had just stopped and filled both of his gas tanks at a truck stop east of town and now was headed west toward New Mexico. He was familiar to this area, so he kept the speedometer on 55 while he was in town. No sense in getting a ticket in a strange town. He didn't really believe the cops would take a "prisoner" and do the things they say in all the cheep novels, but you never really know. The Chevy pick-up he was driving was old, but in good shape. Everywhere he went, people would ask him if he would sell the truck, it was embarrassing sometimes. Besides, he'd bought the truck used and was happy with the fact that it was a good-running machine that had never given him any trouble other than a messy oil leak. He was proud of the truck and didn't mind the fact it was 13 years old. It sure didn't look that old. Jim's job took him out of the City about once a month when the weather was OK. He usually went to Amarillo to make client calls, but today he though it would be nice to drive on west to see what the country in New Mexico looked like. At 35, he was still adventurous enough to do things on the spur of the moment. He was just reaching the west edge of Amarillo and was about to speed up and make the state line before dark when an old station wagon passed him in the left lane of the interstate. Jim wasn't sure, but he though he'd seen something going on in the station wagon that wet dreams were made of. His heart rate jumped and he felt a little queazy. His foot pressed down on the accelerator enough to increase his speed, but not enough to cause the truck to smoke and let everyone know he was trying to catch up to the station wagon. It only took a minute to pull up behind the old car. They were going about 70, speeding, but not too bad. Jim could see he was right about the goings on in the car in front of him. Through the back window of the station wagon he could see the flash of thigh and the action of one-on-one sex. Jim's heart really jumped into his throat! The girl in the station wagon was on top of her partner and was grinding her but up and down in a frenzy. She was wearing a short skirt with nothing on underneath. Jim's dick began to stir as he pulled a little closer. Then he had another surprise. He could see the girl's pussy as plain as day and there under her pussy was another cunt! It was two girls! The girl on top had red hair, and the other was a blonde. Jim reached down and started massaging his prick through his jeans. He couldn't believe his good fortune at finding something like this on the road. It sure made the trip more fun! About that time Jim noticed the blonde squirming to get out from p<@8 under the red head. She turned her head to the rear of the car and looked Jim right in the eye. Oh shit! He'd been caught and was embarrassed and sad that he'd been found-out so soon. He'd hoped he could watch for a while and maybe play with himself until he came. But the blonde just smiled and spread her legs so Jim could see the wet gash between her legs. The blonde began to work her clit for Jim. He could see this was going to be one to remember, but would never tell anyone (who'd believe it any way?).The redhead smiled back in JIm's direction and then began to unbutton the blonde's blouse. Once she had the blouse open, Jim could see she was not wearing a bra. Her breast were rather small, but had large nipples that were dark and very erect. The redhead bent down and began to suck the blonde's tits in a frenzy. The blonde then closed her eyes and began to finger herself. The redhead let her hand stray down the blonde's stomach and toyed with the blonde's clit and pushing the blonde's hand away, stuck two fingers deep in her vagina. The blonde arched her back in an obvious orgasm. The redhead then removed her finger from her friend's pussy and, looking at Jim again, began sucking the wetness off of her fingers. The redhead raised her head from the blonde's neck and started talking to the driver. Jim couldn't tell if the driver was a girl or a man. He started wondering if he was going to get his ass kicked for watching some hulk's girls make out. Yep, the red head was pointing at Jim through the back window! Jim let up on the gas and allowed the station wagon to pull ahead. No use in getting in trouble now that he had enough to fantasize about for years. He'd' never seen two women together before except in the x-rated movies he recorded at his dad's house over his satellite receiver. And was surprised how much more exciting it was to see it in person. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. But the memory was still so fresh in his mind, Jim decided it was time for a bit of on-the-road fun. Looking around to make sure no trucks were coming his way (trucks were the only vehicles that were tall enough to see into Jim's truck), Jim reached down and started unbuttoning his jeans. With a little adjusting for comfort and grabbing the kleenex box near by. Jim settled into the fantasy and began stroking his cock. It was going to be fast because of the excitement he was feeling, but Jim didn't mind. If he came too quick, he'd just do it again! It was just getting to the point where Jim was worrying about coming and driving at the same time (which hand on the wheel?). If he wasn't careful he'd come on his jeans and that would be hard to explain to his wife when she did the laundry. Jim noticed some emergency flashers in the distance ahead. Poor suckers, probably broke-down. Well he wasn't about to stop for reasons of his own...except the car was the station wagon! The hood was up and as Jim came up to the car, he saw the third person was also a girl. They were all wearing short dresses. Jim only though about what he was doing for a split second and then slammed on the breaks. He pulled over to the shoulder of the highway and out of the way of passing traffic. His heart pounding, Jim forced his still hard cock back into his p<@8 jeans and pulled out his shirt tail to hide the hard-on and got out of the truck. He was having trouble catching his breath and his mouth was as dry as the Texas wind blowing across the interstate. With shaky legs and his heart pounding in his ears, Jim approached the girl standing in front of the station wagon looking under the hood. "Having some trouble?" Jim asked when he'd found his voice. This girl was the driver and was good-looking like her two traveling companions, but she had dark hair and seemed to be Mexican or something. Jim couldn't even see her pupils, her eyes were so dark. "Yes. It just stopped running, I don't know what's wrong. The old son-of-a-bitch just does that sometimes." "Well, is there something I can do? I'm not a mechanic, but I'll be glad to help if I can," Jim said and started acting as if he was looking under the hood, but was really looking through the space between the hood and car into the front seat of the station wagon. The blonde was now in the front and was talking to the red head who was still in the back of the wagon. "It docent seem to be too hot and the belts are all here. I'll check under the airfilter to see if I can adjust something. If that doesen't work, I be glad to call a mechanic in Amarillo. I'm sure There's someone who'll come out to help." Jim began to take the airfilter off of the carburetor when the dark headed girl put her hand on Jim's arm. "You really don't have to do that."she said."You see, there's nothing wrong with the car." Jim felt a sinking sensation in his stomach as he though he'd been duped into a robbery or something. "Uum, what did you say?" he asked, suddenly feeling out numbered as the other two girls got out of the car. "I said the car's OK. It's us that need fixing. We saw you watching Darla and Sandy while they were in the back and we could tell you were having a good time watching. How would you like to watch some more?" Her breath was starting to come out in short gasps and Jim noticed the blonde (Sandy) was rubbing her cunt on her dark headed friend's hip and both of the girls were flushed. About this time, Darla came around to the front of the station wagon and said "Is he going to get us goin' again, Debbie?" The dark headed Debbie said "I don't know, weve just put the question to him and he seem a bit choked up about it all." Jim was having a hard time figuring out if he was going to wake up or what."I uhhh, well that is I uhhh...look, I'm a married man and I've never..uhhh...you know?" The wind caught the pulled-out shirt tail of Jim's shirt and exposed his still present state of excitement. Debbie was standing right by Jim and saw he had a hard-on. She reached down and cupped her palm over the hot, swolen member and Jim jumped as if shocked by a million volts. p<@8 "It sure looks like he's interested!" Darla said as she eyed the bulge in Jim's pants "What exactly do you have in mind?" Jim asked, already desiding it was well worth the risk to follow through on this one. "Well, we'll have to see what we're dealing with and then we'll let you know."Darla said as she reached down and began to pick at the button fly on Jim's jeans. She unbuttoned his pants as Sandy and Debbie watched. Sandy gasped as Darla pulled out Jim's cock and gave it a squeeze which forced a drop of clear fluid out of his dick. Debbie said "I can't stand it. We need to get down to it!" She reached back and pulled Sandy against her hip even tighter while squeezing her own breast with a look that almost made Jim come on the hand that was massaging his prick. Jim found himself saying "Look, we can't do this right here on the road. Let's go on back to Amarillo. I was going to get a hotel room soon in New Mexico, but I've decided to stay in Texas tonight." A smile began to play on Jim's face as he reached down and took his cock out of Darla's hand and put it back into his pants wishing they could do it on the road, but knowing the wait will make it all the better. "What's your name?" Darla asked while absently licking the fluid off of her fingers. Jim thought for a second and then said " My name is Jim." He didn't offer his last name because he was still a bit worried this would get back to his wife somehow. "Well, my name is Darla and these are my friends Sandy and Debbie." "I am real glad to meet y'all!" Jim said in the nearest thing to a texas drawl he could get. Sandy stepped up and gave Jim a big wet kiss, pushing her toung past Jim's parted teeth and said," I'll ride with Jim, so he woun't get lost! Debbie, why don`t you and Darla meet us at the Western Hotel on North Fillmore, It's out of the way and noone will see us there. You see, Jim, we're from Amarillo and we'd just as soon not be observed by anyone we know." "OK, let's go." Jim said. He and Sandy climbed into the pickup and headed down the interstate looking for a place to turn around and head back to Amarillo.Sandy scooted over and sat right beside Jim and let her hand lay on his right leg just below his crotch and began to rub his leg and the area between his legs, gently cupping his balls in her hand. Jim started getting hard again. "You better take it easy." Sandy said, "We dont want you getting there ahead of us." "Don't worry," Jim said,"if it goes off, it'll reload real quick!" "That's nice to know." Sany said as she began to rub up and down on his swolen prick. She reached down and unbuttoned Jim's pants and grasped his cock in her hand and began to jerk him off. "Ohh, I can't stand it!" she said and dropped her head into his lap and put her mouth on his erection and began sucking for all she was worth.Jim felt her hot toung working up and down his shaft and he started meeting her with upward thrusts of his p<@8 own."I'm going to come!" Jim gasped and tried to keep from running off the road. Sandy just hummed and kept sucking until Jim exploded into her mouth. "MMMM hot come!" moaned Sandy as she busily lapped up all the come and looked up at Jim, who was in a daze. "Hurry back to town, I can't wait to fuck you and see you fuck my friends!!" Jim was seeing stars and he was finding it hard to breathe. "Here we go." he said as they took an exit with an overpass. Jim looked in his rearview mirror and saw the station wagon take the same exit. Sandy looked through the back window and made an exxagerated wipping motion across her mouth. Debbie shook her finger at Sandy in mock scorn. Darla smiled and started petting the hair between Debbie's legs. Debbie spread her legs and let Darla have enough room to get to her pussy for some serious finger-fucking. "Oh, that feels so good!" Debbie gasped. Darla smiled and said, "If you think that feels good, how about this?" and with that Darla began to work her way down Debbie's blouse to her lap. Debbie moaned and spread her legs even farther and Darla started licking her clit. In the pickup, Jim noticed the station wagon begin to stray from one side of the lane to the other and back again. Sandy noticed too and said,"It looks like Darla's busy, too." She reached down and started fingering her pussy with two fingers, "Hurry up! Let's get to that hotel!" Jim pushed the accelerator down and before long they were in the city limits. Sandy gave Jim directions to the hotel and Jim went into the lobby and rented a room.