A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Adventures/Drive/Excited/Tingle/Horny/Rub/Happy

"No, dad, that was amazing!", Sally said as she tried to catch her breath. She was flushed but ecstatic, all thoughts of embarrassment pushed from her mind.

Ryan chuckled, a bit nervously. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed that." But the truth was he'd enjoyed it too, more than he wanted to admit. He didn't really have time to reflect on that though, because traffic had slowed to a crawl, and he wasn't at all sure Sally could stay unnoticed much longer in those conditions. "Honey, we've got a little problem. Traffic has gotten bad all of a sudden and well, I'd rather not have people right up in our windows right now." He tried to sound calmer than the felt, for Sally's sake, but it was really starting to worry him.

Only then did she take notice of their new situation. Where they had previously been able to keep a comfortable distance from any other vehicles, now there were cars all around. In front, behind, and most worryingly, sometimes right along side. Sally was still too high on her recent orgasm to worry much, but she understood his point. "What should we do?", she asked.

"Not sure yet, hon. I was hoping it'd just clear up, but I'm thinking there must be an accident ahead now. If this part of the highway weren't divided I'd just turn around, as much as I hate to cut our outing short, but I can't even do that here."

"Can't you get off somewhere?"

Ryan needed to get off, in more then one sense, but for all that his pants felt uncomfortably tight, his concern about getting Sally out of sight was more pressing. "I'm looking."

Sally was looking too, and before long she suddenly exclaimed "Doo-lomm-ight!"

"What?", asked Ryan, confused.

"There! It says 'Doolommight', that's an exit, isn't it?"

Ryan had been in the habit of ignoring such signs, it barely looked like a real highway sign at all, but sure enough, she way right. There was a small sign with an arrow pointing to the right. The word was actually "dolomite", but he couldn't fault Sally for not knowing it, he only knew what it meant himself because he had loaded a train with it once... "That's a rock." he said. "Not particularly promising,... but any port in a storm! Let's try it."

It didn't exactly require lightning-fast reflexes, considering the speed of traffic, but the narrow dirt road, which apparently served as the off-ramp to Dolomite, was easy to miss. Still, having made up his mind, Ryan wasted no time taking the turn. But as much as he was relieved to be out of the traffic jam, he was less pleased that they were now on an apparently literal road to nowhere. Whatever Dolomite was, it was either still quite a ways off or extremely inconspicuous because as far he could see, there was nothing but a long dirt road into the hills. There wasn't even any obvious way to get back on the highway, short of turning around and driving up the off-ramp backwards — something which might be doable with traffic as slow as it was, but far from appealing.

Sally on the other hand was quite unbothered. As far as she was concerned, the danger was passed, she was naked, she was with her dad (two of her favorite things) and she'd just discovered something very exciting besides. After a while she had a question. "Dad? Is it okay if I masturbate some more? I really liked that."

It was so incongruous hearing his daughter ask that in her usual innocent voice—just like she was asking for a second helping of pancakes—that Ryan couldn't help but laugh. But he didn't see any reason why not. "Sure hon, as long as it's just us, you can do that any time you want..." he paused, wondering if he was about to go too far, but he decided he'd already gone too far as this wasn't really any worse, so in continued, "...but you have to let me watch this time."

In an instant, Sally was self-conscious again. When he first convinced her that masturbating was the best solution to her "itchy feeling", the idea of anyone seeing her do that seemed unbearable, and she'd specifically told him not to look... It may not have quite worked out, considering he ended up having to give her pointers on how to do it. But still, she was embarrassed at the thought of him actually watching the whole thing. "Okay, but um, I was just asking. I'll wait until I feel like I need to again."

Ryan was a little disappointed, but maybe it was for the best. He still had the issues of the traffic jam, and how to even get back on the highway to think about. The dirt road seemed to stretch to the horizon, and it was pretty rough. He knew the ol' truck could handle it, but comfortable it was not. The road apparently saw enough use to develop a "washboard" surface, but it clearly hadn't been properly maintained in a long time. None the less, as they gradually worked their way into the hills and hope that he'd find a quick turnaround point faded, he felt he had no choice but to speed up a bit. At least if they wanted to get back home in time for dinner.

Whether he thought ahead of time about the effect the vibrations might have on Sally will forever be his secret, but he certainly didn't slow down when she started squirming. And indeed, the vibrations were not helping her keep her composure at all. She was still oversensitive from her last experience, and the jostling felt almost painful... yet kind of irresistible at the same time. Sally was just about to give in and suggest stopping the truck while she rubbed herself again when they crested a hill and a sign came into view.

It said:

• Dolomite Quarry - No Trespassing Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 13:56, 8 June 2024 (UTC)
• Welcome to Dolomite - Population 1127.
• Dolomite Ghost Town - Next Right