Very short-story 1: The Ride Home SeXStoRY

Several of my friends like to share stories with one another and many of them while very worth telling are just too short to count as a full story. These will be my “Very Short-stories” and I hope you like them as much as I do. Very short-story 1: The Ride Home My friend Lori shared this with me, and I thought it was a great little tail. A few years back, my mom and I took a vacation to the Grand Canyon with her boyfriend and his two sons. The car ride was a long one and to save time we took shifts driving and sl**ping in the back of the SUV on the way home. I passed the time flirting with his oldest son and I guess I took things a little far because during my turn to sl**p, I had a vivid dream about him. We were in the back of the truck while our folks were driving and his b*****r was sl**ping. We started to kiss and he slid his hand into the leg of my shorts and started to finger me quietly behind the seat with my mom and his dad sitting on the other side of the seat only feet away. The dream was a good one, a little too good. I wake up in middle of an intense and everyone in the truck is looking at me. The boys are flush with teenage boy-level horneyness, my mom’s boyfriend is trying not to run off the road and kill us all, and my mom is just dying from embarrassment. The whole truck smelled like sex and my shorts were soaked. We stopped at a rest stop so everyone could “get freshened up and stretch their legs” as my mom put it. All three boys shot off to the men’s room to “go pee” (as if) and I took a bath in the sink of the lady’s room while my mom watched the door. It was the longest ride home of all time and my mom still makes fun of me about it to this day. Wet dreams for the win.