A Dog's Day
Pt. 2: Road Trip

The sun was low and the street lamps were on by the time Robbie and Miss Ruby got to her car: a modest, dark-gray four-seater. The collie and zebra climbed into the front seats and strapped in. Robbie was moving sluggishly, feeling lightheaded and maybe a little queasy. This was all still a little bit unreal. Not just the sex, losing his virginity to the teacher he had a mad crush on, but now he was getting in her car, presumably going to her house, and going to spend the night with her! He remembered the phone call with his mom, and how completely oblivious she was. The thought sent a tingle down his spine and into the base of his scrotum.

“You okay?” Miss Ruby asked, turning on her headlights and checking her mirrors.

“Y- yeah... just... a little jittery.” Robbie lied, not making eye-contact.

“Yeah...” she sighed, putting her car in gear, “me, too.” They pulled out of the school parking lot, and on to the main road. “There's some bottled water on the floor in front of you, help yourself, and get me one too, please?”

“Sure, Sonya,” he replied, and a warmth grew in his chest at the casual use of her first name.

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They had been driving for about fifteen minutes before Miss Ruby checked her fuel gauge. “Aw hell,” she muttered, then addressed her passenger, “hang on, sweetie, I gotta get some gas.” with little effort, she located an old-looking truck stop and pulled in. She unbuckled and started buttoning her top. “Lets get something from the shop. Maybe it'll calm our nerves.” Robbie nodded, zipped his shorts, and grabbed the empty water bottles to throw away. Miss Ruby stepped out of the car and handed a card to the station attendant. “Full tank, please,” she said, then walked with Robbie to the shop. They both opted for a bag of chips and a forty-ounce soda, each. After making their purchase, the couple stepped out of the store and sat on an old wooden bench outside, enjoying their snacks.

To their surprise, they had both finished their drinks by the time the attendant returned with Miss Ruby's card, indicating her car's tank was now full. They disposed of their trash and walked to the car. Once inside, Miss Ruby started the engine and performed some functions on her dashboard that escaped Robbie's comprehension. She put the car in gear and was about to pull back on to the freeway when both of their bodies tensed.

“Oops...” they both muttered to themselves. They glanced at each other, immediately recognizing their poor judgment. The bottles of water and ridiculously large sodas had swiftly combined to fill their bladders in a matter of minutes! Frantically, they drove around the property and scanned the area for a bathroom, finding the only available facility; An old, shabby, wood-walled, single-person stall around the back of the store. Their eyes met again, and their thoughts aligned. Neither of them felt they could wait for the other to finish. They were going to have to share.

Miss Ruby parked the car and they both unbuckled their belts. They stepped out of the car and immediately checked to see if anyone was looking. The coast was clear. They hurried across the pavement into the shabby hut. It was dank, but not terribly offensive to the senses. Illegible writing and chipped paint covered the inside walls. The toilet itself was actually cleaner than either of them expected. However, seeing it for themselves made them realize that if they were going to share it, they were going to have to do something rather... creative.

Miss Ruby hiked up her skirt, once more revealing her fishnets and garter belt, and sat on the bowl, facing outward. Robbie dropped his shorts and briefs, releasing his red rocket. After a few seconds, he decided to simply try sitting in his teacher's lap and angling his member into the bowl through her thighs. Once in position, they managed to close the door. 

It was indeed a snug fit in the stall, as Robbie sat in Miss Ruby's lap, his face rather deep in her buxom, holding on to her middle for support. After some several seconds of awkwardness, they could no longer contain their bladders, and proceeded to urinate together. They failed to keep their relief from showing on their faces, eyes rolling back and letting out deep, heavy sighs. The temperature in the tiny room rose sharply from the event. After they were satisfied, they flushed, and sat there in silence, breathing in the odor of the stall. Something built in their nethers at the thought of what they just did. The filthiness of it, and intimacy it placed their bodies in, was actually turning them on. Robbie's cock began to bob and grow in between his teacher's thighs. Miss Ruby felt it, and began squeezing her breast with a hand. Their breathing grew heavier and hotter, the collie's tongue fell out of his mouth and his tail wagged.

“Oh to hell with it,” She whispered, and carefully lifted the collie and his boner from her lap. She stood and maneuvered their bodies around, sitting him down on the bowl. His feet couldn't quite reach the ground. She turned around, hiked up her skirt again, and bent her round rump over his cock. “Hold still, puppy,” she whispered, and impaled her pussy on him.

They both stifled moans with their hands as the zebra bounced and slammed her huge, stripey ass into his lap with abandon. Robbie's free hand grabbed her garter belt, while hers gripped a plank of the wall for support. Their happy humping caused the walls to creak with their every impact, and a thrill ran through their bodies at the idea of getting caught. For the collie, however, such stimulation proved more than he could handle. “Suh, Sonya,” he said, failing to whisper, “I, I'm guh, I'm gonnaaa!”

“Robbie, no!” she said, also failing to keep her voice down, “It'll get on my clothes! Hold on!” she quickly removed herself from his cock, grateful that she resisted the urge to take his knot. She turned dropped to her knees in front of her student, quickly taking his length into her mouth. She jerked him off with one hand and squeezed his knot with the other.

“SooonyaaaAAAA!!!” Robbie moaned through his hands, clamped over his mouth.

He flooded her mouth with his cum, and she made short work of gulping it all down. She released his rocket with a “mwah!” and stood up, catching her breath. She burped into her fist, and said “Okay, quick, lets get out of here.”

“Right... behind... you,” he breathed, a little dizzy from the experience, pulling up his shorts. They opened the door, both searching every direction for witnesses. Nothing. They sprang out the door and hopped into Miss Ruby's car. They hurriedly buckled their seat belts, then sat and breathed for a few minutes. “I can't believe... we did that!”

“Me either,” Miss Ruby agreed, “but... wow... what a rush!” She turned to look at Robbie, and said “I've never done something like that before!” He didn't reply, but kept staring into her eyes. Seeing her like this, excited, thrilled even, made the same feeling he had back in the school equipment room return.

“You're really pretty after you've just done something naughty, Sonya,” he said.

Miss Ruby gasped softly, her cheeks blushing. “R- Robbie! I...” She looked like she wanted to say something else, but instead leaned over and pulled his head in for a kiss. Her wide tongue barely fit in his mouth, and her breath felt like a gale wind over his face. They broke the kiss. “Nobody's ever told me something so sweet before.”

“Then they were lying,” he shot back.

She chuckled, impressed by his boldness. “My goodness!” She sat back in her seat and put the car in gear. “You're in for it now, stud. Just you wait until we get home!”

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BANG!!!!

“What the fuck!?” Miss Ruby shouted as her steering lurched. She quickly regained control and pulled over to the side of the freeway. She cruised in behind an old ground-level billboard sign and parked. They had been driving for about ten minutes since leaving the gas station before the noise occurred. She got out of the car and searched for the cause. “Oh for god's sake!”

“What's wrong?” Robbie asked, getting out to see for himself. Miss Ruby didn't respond, simply shaking her head. He stood beside her and immediately understood the problem. Their driver's side tire was flat, and had a rather long nail, or otherwise thin bit of metal, jutting out of the tread.

“What, did some idiot drop his toolbox out the window or something?” Miss Ruby asked to no one in particular. She sighed explosively and walked back to the car. “It's fine, its fine. This is what roadside assistance is for,” she grumbled, and read a phone number off a sticker inside her windshield. She dialed it into her phone while Robbie shrugged and moved to return to his seat. After about five minutes of confirming her identity and location, she hung up and sunk back into her seat. “Okay... they said it's gonna take about forty minutes to get a truck out here.”

Robbie nodded, and they both faced forward. The sun was just passing over the far mountains, the sky was showing its last shades of pale orange and surrendering to the night. The silence made Robbie uneasy, and his mind started wandering. Was this all a mistake? Was he in over his head? What if his mom calls and suddenly wants him to come home? What the hell is he supposed to say, then?!

“Did you really mean it?”

It took Robbie a moment to realize he wasn't the one who spoke. He turned to Miss Ruby. “What?”

She turned back to him, “its very simple, Robbie. Did you mean it? What you said? Back at school?” Her tone was serious and her brow showed tension. “Do you love me?”

“Of course,” he replied, suddenly hurting in his chest at her interrogation.

“No, no 'of course,' no fast answers. I want you to think, and think hard.” She crossed her arms. “Otherwise, how do I know you weren't just saying whatever you thought I wanted to hear? How do I know you're just saying these things because I keep having sex with you?”

Robbie began to panic. Where the hell was all this coming from? Why would she think he was lying to her? He willed himself to focus, and keep eye-contact. “I meant every word I said. I am in love with you, Miss Ruby. For your brains as much as your body, for as long as I've known you, I've wanted to be with you!”

Her lip became infirm, and she broke eye-contact. She was faltering. “It's just...” she began, her voice softening into a more instructional cadence, “it's not normal, Robbie. You shouldn't be feeling this way for someone like me. For an adult.” She returned her gaze to his. “What about Trixie? You let yourself be led by the nose just for a chance to get in her pants. How is what you felt about her different to what you feel about me?”

“That's not the same at all,” Robbie replied, standing his ground, “yeah, I wanted to get it on with Trixie, but its not like I wanted to date her. She's immature and, if I'm honest, not all that bright. Not to mention apparently she had no intention of being with me, either.” He turned bodily toward Miss Ruby. “That's how its been for me all the time! The girls at school are pretty and all that, but they're shallow, and selfish and some of them are just troublemakers. But as far as I knew, that's the best I was going to get!” He leaned in toward Miss Ruby. She was blushing again, and covering her mouth with a hand. “You're a grown-up. More than that you're my teacher! As far as I knew you were completely out of my league! A dream that would never come true, no matter how hard I tried! So... I didn't!” His eyes started to tear up, but he wiped them dry. “I love you, Miss... Sonya Ruby! I just couldn't imagine you taking me seriously until today!”

Miss Ruby shook, speechless. Without warning, she lunged at the collie, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pressing her mouth to his. Her tongue shoved in deeper and harder than before, and one of her hands found his crotch. They kissed long and loud before she ripped herself away. “I love you too, you brave little doggy!” In a flash, she faced him forward in his seat, unzipped his shorts and yanked out his dick. She madly stroked the shaft before inhaling it whole over and over.

“SONYA! Hah.. Hoh... Holy... CRAP!” Robbie was quickly overwhelmed by her performance. He rested a hand on her head as she bobbed for apples in his crotch. Once he was as hard as he could get, she pulled off from him and got out through her side of the car. She crossed the front of the vehicle, rapidly unbuttoning her blouse, and opened his door.

“Unbuckle,” she ordered, as she reached down to manipulate the mechanisms under his seat. Robbie obeyed, and she slid his seat backward and reclined the back all the way. The zebra climbed up onto him and closed the door. She hiked up her skirt and lined up Robbie's dick with her pussy. She dug his tip into her folds, then steadily slid down and took his length all the way in, save for his knot. She leaned in, grabbing the seat and pressing her weight against his small frame. She began slowly moving her body up and down along his, brushing her massive rack across his face. She built up speed, and the car began to rock with her motions. She lifted slightly off the collie, and moaned, “tell me! Tell me again!”

“I love you, Sonya Ruby.”

“Again!”

“I love you, Sonya Ruby!”

“Louder!”

“I LOVE YOU, SONYA RUBY!!”

“OH ROBBIE!!”

They made no effort to keep quiet this time. They moaned and grunted, calling out each other's names. The car bumped and creaked, and the windows began to fog with the heat of their love-making. Were it not for the billboard, any passer by on the freeway could easily discern their scandalous activities.

Robbie opened his mouth against one of the Miss Ruby's bouncing breasts, catching her large black areola. To her very vocal delight, he began sucking and nibbling on her pierced nipple. His hands explored the zebra's large body, squeezing her breasts and slapping her ass, among other things. Eventually, however, he wrapped his arms tight around Miss Ruby's midsection.

“SONYA!! SONYA I! I'M! I'M GUH!! GON-NAHH! HAAAAAAAAAAH!”

“OH! IS PUPPY GONNA LAUNCH HIS RED ROCKET?!”

“UH HUH! UH HUH!”

Miss Ruby gripped the seat tighter and slammed her rump down onto Robbie's lap, tying his knot. They both screamed in bliss. Just as his balls were letting loose, Robbie threw his hands up to cradle Miss Ruby's head, and pulled her in for a kiss. This time, it was his tongue that fought its way into her significantly more spacious maw, and their muffled shrieks of passion mixed in an orgasmic concert. His cum unloaded like the bursting of a dam, and his teacher's thirsty pussy squeezed and pulsed and milked him for every drop. They broke the kiss and remained locked together, breathing and moaning in ecstasy, letting their eyes slowly ease shut.

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A growing rumble wrested them from their slumber. They peeled their eyes open and wondered what time it was, before suddenly remembering the predicament that caused them to stop behind a billboard.

“Oh shit!” Miss Ruby whispered; the memory of the towing service call having returned to the front of her mind. She tensed and lifted her butt, eyes rolling back as she struggled, then succeeded, in removing herself from their love-lock. Cum poured out in ropes all over the seat and Robbie's lap. She panicked, and held out her hand before it could sully the front of her skirt. She quickly sat up and rolled over into the driver's seat, wincing as she felt the reservoir of her loins disgorge more of the collie's seed into the back of her dress. Robbie sat up, pulled on his shorts—now soggy in the crotch—and maneuvered the seat back to its original position.

The truck's headlights flashed around the said of the billboard in front of them as the driver maneuvered their vehicle into a serviceable position for the task. A lanky, white-faced opossum hopped out of the truck and approached the car. Miss Ruby opened the glove box and grabbed a bottle of perfume. She spritzed her neck with it and, as an afterthought, she lifted the hem of her dress and gave a spritz to her crotch. Robbie noticed a pack of wet-wipes in the compartment and grabbed it, hastily working to clean the seat as best he could. By the time the serviceman had arrived at the driver's side window, the two had composed themselves and were confident with their alibis.

“You a Miz Rupee?” The possum asked, the drawl on his speech making it annoying, but not impossible, to comprehend his words.

“Yes, that's me,” she replied.

The possum eyed Robbie, “and the young'un?”

“I'm... her friend's son!” He fabricated, struggling to keep his pauses for thought as short as possible, “She's watching me while my parents... bug bomb the house!”

The driver nodded, and almost started saying something before he cocked an eyebrow and asked, “Wuz that there on the boy's muzzle?”

Miss Ruby looked over and froze in horror. Confused, Robbie checked the mirror on his door. Then his blood, too, ran cold. His mouth and face were garishly smeared and stained with her lipstick! His mind raced, tracing back their activities for a plausible explanation when genius struck.

“Popsicle, sir,” he kept himself from shouting in excitement, “cherry flavor. We got one at the truck stop back behind us.”

“Ahyzee” the possum slurred, shrugging his shoulders. He then discussed distance and price with Miss Ruby before asking her to put the car in park and exit the vehicle. He walked back to his truck for something, and Miss Ruby leaned over.

“You sexy little smarty-pants!” She whispered, biting her lip. Robbie replied with a devilish grin, and they got out of the car.

The tow truck operator conducted his business without fault, connecting the front of her car to his truck by some mechanism, the workings of which Robbie could not divine. Miss Ruby took pains to keep her front facing the opossum, so as to not let the love-stains in the back of her skirt show. After some final checks, the operator turned and addressed the couple.

“Alrighty, missum! We're all set to go,” he motioned an arm toward his truck, “there ain't much room in the cab though, so the pup's gonna hafta sit in yer lap. That okay wichu, ma'am?”

“Oh yes,” Miss Ruby said, giving a subtle grin to the collie, “that'll be just fine.”

They walked to the possum's truck. As Miss Ruby climbed up into the raised cab, Robbie got a full view of the mess he left in her skirt and blushed. She helped him up on to her lap, and buckled their shared seat belt. The final twenty minutes of their journey was spent with the opossum driver making small talk with the zebra, all while she stealthily fondled and groped her collie lover's package from under him.