Date: Mon, 2 Apr 2012 14:38:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Car Fun (7)

Car Fun
By
Storyguy22

(7)

   As promised, my most recent man-friend bought me a nice lunch before
going on his way, leaving me to see what I could come up with in way of a
ride back in my homeward direction. I hadn't seen any likely looking
prospects while inside the diner, so after telling my last ride goodbye, I
went outside and wandered over toward the fueling station next to the
diner.

   Several guys were milling around, some filling their vehicles with
gasoline and a few others coming and going from the convenience store with
snacks and cold drinks. I walked over to a raised brick planter box located
about half way between the gas pumps and the store where I figured I would
be hard to miss by either flow of people, and struck what I hoped was just
the right pose to showcase my sexy little outfit and all of the tanned skin
it displayed in a way that might attract attention from some like-minded
man who was going my way. I smiled and nodded at a few guys who passed by
while obviously checking me out, interested, but no real offers were
forthcoming. I was just considering a change of location, or maybe just
going to stand by the hiway and try thumbing the passing cars when I
noticed a shiny new Ford sedan pull into the gas pumps. A man alighted,
maybe around 40 I guessed, dressed in khakis and a Polo shirt. I checked
him out as he got the pump going to fill the car, and decided that he
looked like a likely player, so I slowly wandered in that direction as I
watched him kind of glancing around, a bored expression on his face.

   Walking onto the pump island, I grabbed the brush/squeegee thing from
the water bucket, and with a bright smile in his direction I began washing
his bug-laden windshield. From the corner my eye I saw that I had his full
attention, and I put a little extra wiggle in my tight little ass which I
knew was nicely exposed in the short cutoffs as I stretched across the car
fender. Finishing the passenger side, I turned and walked directly toward
the man, happy to see his gaze drop to my bulging crotch and smooth legs as
I got closer. As I turned right in front of him I flashed another smile as
I headed around the car to wash the driver side of the windshield. As I
walked past him he let out a low whistle, and said,

   "Damn, if I had any clue that the help here was so hot, I would have
made it a regular stop when I make this run!"

   Flashing him a come-hither smile over my shoulder, I told him,

   "Thanks Mister, but I don't actually work here...I'm just kind of
hitting on you, hoping to maybe catch a ride toward home...my last ride
kind of left me hung up here."

   He grinned, moving to rear corner of the car where he could see my whole
body rather than just my head, and I saw his eyes flick over my body head
to toe before her replied,

   Oh really...now that's interesting indeed...so you're headed North then
I take it...how far do you need to go?"

   Washing the window, I got that little ass-wiggle thing going on again,
and when I finished the window, I turned back to face him fully as I kind
of thrust my hips forward, causing my half-stiff dick to press obviously
against my snug shorts as his eyes dropped there, and hungry little smile
crossed his face.

   "Not too far...maybe about 25 miles..." I told him, idly letting my hand
drop down as I kind of adjusted my package.

   I could actually see his Adams apple move as he swallowed as he watched
me touch myself, and then he recovered as he looked at me, and said,

   "Well, I don't see that as any problem, I plan on another 100 or so
before the day ends, and I'm going right by where you apparently need to
go, so, in thanks for your obvious talents, washing windows I mean, I'll be
glad to give you a ride...I'm Steve by the way, and while it would
certainly fit if I just kept on calling you "hot," I'm sure you must have a
name...?"

   I was right in front of him now, and I smiled some more and batted my
lashes at him as I giggled sweetly and answered,

   "Well, I actually kind of like "hot," but its Scotty if you like that
better."

   He chuckled, looking me over again in clear interest, and he returned
the gas pump to the handle. He nodded toward the car, and told me,

   "Ok hot-Scotty...climb on in while I go pay for the gas, then we can get
rolling."

   I watched him walk toward the store, deciding that I liked this dude
just fine, and as I opened the car door, I deftly undid the snap on my
cutoffs and slid the zip part way down before I slid my little butt onto
the soft leather seat, and shut the door. Steve returned and climbed in
behind the wheel and gazed over at me hungrily as his eyes settled on my
bulging crotch. No way could he have missed my "easy-access" fly, and with
another soft chuckle he started the car, and pulled out onto the
hiway. After a mile or so, he kind of settled back in his seat, and then he
reached over and laid his hand on my thigh, giving me a nice squeeze as he
grinned and said,

   "I really like your outfit, Hottie-Scotty...very sexy indeed...why don't
you lose those little shorts, and let me see the real-deal you're teasing
me about?"

   Wow, I thought, this dude goes for the juggler...but hey, it's all good,
just saves all the beating around the bush stuff. I smiled sweetly at him,
and then lifted my ass a little and shoved the cutoffs down my legs, and
kicked them off my feet. He looked, a low gasp coming from his chest, and
just his hungry look caused my dick to stiffen right up into a full-on
boner that jutted straight up from my small tuft of pubes.

   "Oh man, Baby...very nice...what a sweet young cock...play with it for
me, Scotty...till I find a spot to stop and play with it myself!"

   Leaning back, I spread my legs wide, and grasped my pulsing boyhood,
slowly stroking it up and down as I looked longingly at Steve.

   "Fuck yea," he grunted, "that looks so damned hot...I love seeing young
hotties like you playing with their teen meat...play with your balls too,
Scotty...stir up that nice creamy nectar that you are going to feed me in a
bit!"

   I pulled my hard dick aside, and used my free hand to tug and roll on my
plump scrotum as Steve watched me, his head swinging rapidly between my
junk and the road, and he groaned,

   "Goddamn...fucking sweet...I bet you pump that kid-cum like a freaking
fountain outa those beautiful young balls...shit...all you kids do...how
old are you, Scotty?"

   "Fourteen," I answered, "plenty old enough to spurt lots of creamy cum!"

   "Oh man, yea!" he hissed, his arm shooting out as he grabbed my rigid
cock, causing me to gasp aloud as he squeezed my stuff.

   "Oh jeez, Steve!" I blurted, "that feels so awesome...I love you
touching me like that!" I muttered.

   "Yea...?...way cool, cause I plan on touching you plenty just as soon as
I get us off the damned road...hang on a sec Baby...Daddy is going to take
real good care of that sweet cock in just a minute!"

   He turned his attention to the road then, and I continued to slowly rub
my aching dick as he swung off the hiway and then bounced along a dirt
track a ways, finally stopping behind a thick stand of trees and rocks. He
shut off the car, and then he was on me like a flash, tugging my shirt over
my head to leave me fully naked save for my tennis shoes and socks. He
paused a moment and stared at me, his hot gaze causing my balls to tingle,
and in a hushed voice her told me,

   "God Scotty...what a beauty you are, Son...a real piece...just let your
seat back, Baby...and lie back...Daddy wants to taste you all over!"

   I found the switch at the side of the seat, and let the back recline
fully back as I lay back and raised my arms over my head, giving Daddy full
access to my naked young body. He was good, no question about that, and for
the next half hour or so he worshiped me, his hands and lips and tongue
seemingly everywhere on my trembling body. I worried at several junctures
that I was going to lose it and blow my nuts all over, but somehow I
managed to hold it together until he finally focused his intensity on my
pulsing cock and aching balls. He licked, kissed, and sucked me until I was
actually dizzy and panting to breath, and when he at last settled into a
steady rhythm, his head bobbing over my core as he expertly brought me to a
crashing orgasm, my body heaving and my cock spewing rope after rope of
warm cum into his vacuuming mouth. He eagerly swallowed down my entire
offering without hesitation, and when I sagged into the seat spent and
gasping, he spent a long time cleaning my wilted dick with his amazing
tongue, lapping away every droplet of my ejaculate. He sat up then, smiling
and smacking his lips as I willed my hammering heart to calm, and after a
few moments of rest, he started all over again by tugging me into a sitting
position before telling me,

   "Fucking delicious, Scotty-Hottie...just wonderful...now Baby, haul that
pretty ass of yours into the back seat...Daddy needs to fuck you now!"

   Oh shit, I thought, I hadn't planned on this...Jesus...he wants to fuck
me now...really...?...put his cock in my little ass...shit...shit...shit!

   "Go on, sexy-boy...get on back there...Daddy's going to take you places
you never thought about before...!" he chanted as he pushed me over the
seat back and onto the wide back seat of the big sedan.

   I stretched out on the wide seat, my heart racing as he clamored over
after me, his hands tearing at his clothing as I brought my knees to my
chest, my eyes wide with concern. Naked now, he rose up to show me his
rampant weapon, a thick man cock easily seven inches in length, and thick
as toilet paper roll center. My eyes went wide, and my mouth dropped open
as I imagined that truncheon pushing up inside my tiny asshole, and he must
have seen the fear in my eyes. He shushed me, his hands once again roaming
my trembling body as he spoke soft sweet nothings to me, calming me as he
rekindled my excitement until I began to believe I actually wanted him to
do as he promised, fuck me long and deep.

    His fingers eventually reached my tight little ass, and he probed my
crease until he was touching my little pucker, the contact both thrilling
me and terrifying me as I struggled to warm to the foreign touch, and from
somewhere he suddenly produced a bottle of lube which he applied to first
his fingers, and then to my little hole. I flinched strongly when he first
penetrated me, his slippery index finger pushing through my tight
resistance to slide deeply inside me, and I grunted loudly as he moved it
in and out. Somehow the pain seemed to turn to pleasure and I stopped using
my muscles to resist, relaxing and going all soft as he deftly slid a
second finger inside me. All the while he talked to me in a gently voice,
relaxing me further as I began to trust his promises not to hurt me, and
before I knew it he had me turned face down with my pert little butt turned
up. I felt the coolness as he added a large application of the lube to my
hole, and then the car rocked some as he got himself poised behind me. I
groaned as I felt his wide knob press my tiny pucker, and I sucked in a big
breath, holding it as I waited for his meaty pole to split me in half. He
shifted some, and I felt the pressure he was applying to my resistance, and
then with a lunge, he drove it home, the thickness of his man-sized cock
sliding balls deep into my chute.

   I yelled loudly, the pain searing through me and my first thought was
that I was going to crap with no way to stop myself, in spite of the
horrible shame of it all. But that urge passed quickly passed, and my guts
seemed to soften as he paused to allow me to adjust. I panted; sweat
soaking my face until it dripped onto the seat below me, and Steve rubbed
my back, still uttering soft expressions to me. He eased back some, and
then pushed back inside as his hand moved under me to grasp my cock,
stroking it to hardness which baffled me given the discomfort I was
feeling. He obviously knew what he was doing, and as he began to slowly
pump in and out of me I actually began to feel pleasure, a kind of deep
warmth that seemed to spread through my guts. His hand kept up a steady
rhythm fisting my boner as he fucked me, and all of a sudden I was actually
liking it, even relishing pushing my ass back at him and tightening my
inner muscles around his plunging cock. He knew it too, his pace picking up
as I softened under him, and as I began to actually fuck him back he began
moving his cock around until he touched something up inside me that made me
cry out in sheer pleasure. I heard him chuckle, knowing he had found my
sweet spot, and he expertly plunged into me again and again until seemingly
of its own volition my cock exploded, my semen spurting all over the car
seat under me as I nearly blacked out with pleasure. He let go of my cock
then, and grabbed my ass in both hands as he hammered me, driving himself
to his own orgasm, and I was amazed that I could actually feel his warm cum
spraying my insides as he shot his load.

   We pretty much collapsed then, exhausted and panting with sweat coating
our naked bodies, and Steve eased out of me as he lie down next to me,
holding me tight as he rambled on about the great fuck we had, and how
incredible I was. Finally, we separated, and as I sat up I could feel his
river of juices leaking from my battered hole. I kind of swabbed at it with
the tissues he put in my hand, and then I staggered out the car
door. Stumbling along, I made it over to a big rock where I squatted down
and expelled his cum and about a quart of lube from my ass, then wiped
myself again before walking back to the car. Steve was sitting on the front
seat with his feet on the ground, and when I gave him a weak but happy
smile, he beckoned me over. I stopped in front of him, and played with my
cock and balls as he questioned me about my condition, a query that was
wordlessly answered when my cock responded to his attentions by going fully
erect once more. Steve chuckled, muttering something about beautiful youth,
and then he leaned in and took my into his warm, wet mouth. Surprising
myself greatly, I was soon spurting another load of creamy cum into his
magic mouth, after which we dressed, and resumed our drive, Steve letting
me out near the pasture fence that led to home. We cuddled and kissed
goodbye, and I climbed over the fence, and began the short walk home, a
smile on my face, and a flush in my cheeks that Steve had called my
fresh-fucked-glow. Yup, I told myself with a measure of pride, I had been
well and truly fucked this fine day, and I could hardly wait for more car
fun!

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