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  About Jasmine Dayne

  Horny Hitchhiker

  By Jasmine Dayne

  SMASHWORDS EDITION

  Copyright© 2012

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  Horny Hitchhiker

  The sun shone brightly over Taryn's head and a bead of sweat dripped down her back. She fanned herself with the hat she'd found in the last town and kept her eyes on the road. Two cars appeared over the rise of the hill and she stepped closer to the shoulder waving, an embarrassed smile on her face.

  The first car never even slowed down.

  Taryn stood up straight as the second car came closer. She threw her shoulders back, thrusting out her small but well-rounded tits, and cocked her hip, showing off the miles of shapely legs her tiny shorts displayed. She thought about the picture she made standing there, tanned skin gleaming in the bright sun, clothes showing more than they covered, but casual enough to keep her from looking like a whore. It was the perfect setup for a ride from a stranger who'd be too curious to pass her by.

  She managed to make eye contact with the driver and as expected he slowed down. She watched him hang up his cell phone as he pulled over in front of her. After a quick appraisal of the vehicle and its driver, she strolled over, giving him plenty of time to look at her.

  He rolled down the window on the passenger side and she bent over to stick her head inside.

  "Need a ride?" he asked.

  "Yeah, if you don't mind. It's hot as fuck out here."

  "No shit. Where you going?"

  "As far north as I can get."

  "Okay. Hop in." His eyes scanned her body openly, sending a thrill through her. Most of the guys she'd gotten rides from had at least pretended they weren't staring for a while. She appreciated the honesty.

  "Do you promise not to kill me and dump my body by the side of the highway?"

  "Baby, it would be a sin to hard one inch of your beautiful body. Now get in if you want, you're letting the air-conditioning out."

  She grinned and opened the door, tossing her backpack behind the seat as she slid in next to him.

  "Thanks for picking me up, I thought I'd melt out there."

  "This is not a day for anyone to be out walking, or hitching a ride. There's some water in that cooler in the back if you want it."

  Offering water? Maybe he was a nice guy, after all. Not that it mattered. "Wow, thanks." She did notice he stared at her legs as she turned to grab two bottles and handed one to him after twisting open the cap. Well, there's no law saying he can't be nice and a letch.

  They rode in silence for a while, he was paying attention to driving and she was finally relaxing as the cold water and cool air inside the car soothed her. Eventually she felt his eyes on her and turned. "You're staring at me."

  "Can't help it. What's your name?"

  "Taryn. Yours?"

  "Carl." He reached over to shake her hand and held it a little longer than necessary.

  That simple touch reminded her of everything that had happened in the past few days. Spending her bank account down to five dollars trying to visit her boyfriend in college as a surprise birthday present. But the surprise was on her when she found him balls deep inside some stuck-up sorority skank. She confronted them and discovered out he'd been cheating on her for the whole school year they'd been apart. Then she'd been thrown out of his dorm with nothing but the few things in her backpack and a parting sneer from the skank.

  She'd gone to the bus station and tried to get someone to buy her a ticket to no avail. Then she'd started walking as the temperature climbed from cool spring weather to something you'd expect in the middle of summer. She returned to old habits, thumbing rides from guys who looked desperate enough to let her in their car but normal enough to keep her safe.

  And now, safe and sound next to nice and pervy Carl, she felt something else. The anger she'd had to control while she figured out how to get home again. It was all she could do to keep from slapping his hand away and shouting at him for no reason. It might feel good for five minutes but it would leave her back on the side of the road again.

  "You okay?"

  "Yeah," she replied curtly. "I've just had a bad day so far."

  "Sorry. I'll leave you alone. I need some gas so I'm gonna stop in a minute."

  "Oh, okay. Um, I can help pay if you want…" she trailed off, wanting to be agreeable but knowing the few bucks in her wallet weren't going to buy much of anything.

  "Don't worry about it."

  "Thank you."

  He patted her knee and turned his attention back to the road.

  Definitely a nice guy. Way better than her dickhead boyfriend. Or ex-boyfriend, she guessed. They pulled into a gas station and she zoned out while he went to pump the gas.

  She thought about the way the weekend was supposed to go. About how she'd planned to fuck her boyfriend for hours, letting him do any and everything he'd ever fantasized about. About how she hadn't even masturbated for weeks, saving up all her sexual energy for the happy reunion that never happened. What a waste.

  A glance over at Carl as eh climbed back into the car and pulled away made her think it might not be a waste after all. He was older than her, probably mid-thirties. Not particularly handsome, but well-groomed and neat. He looked pretty nicely built too, under the white t-shirt and cargo shorts he wore. She wondered what it would be like to have his big hands on her body. How his short dark hair would feel under her fingers. How big his cock was.

  Just the thought made her wet, all that anger transforming to arousal and she squirmed in her seat as moisture dripped from her pussy.

  "Are you sure you're okay? You're face is all red."

  She thought for a moment and then turned sideways in the seat to face him. "Actually, no. I'm not okay."

  "Oh shit. Do you me to pull over? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

  "No, but I do need something."

  A look of panic crossed his face as he tried to look at her and the road at the same time. "What is it?"

  "Cock. Hard cock. It's been a long time and I really need it."

  Carl sputtered and swerved, almost driving off the road. "Fuck." He laughed. "Good one. You almost had me going there."

  She lifted her knee up, putting one leg on the dashboard. Her hand slipped down over her tits and flat belly, down to her shorts, tracing the seam that covered her pussy. "I'm serious. I'm frustrated and pissed off, but only one of those problems can be solved right now."

  His voice went husky. "Shit, you're not joking, are you?"

  "Nope." She licked a finger and ran it across her lips slowly. "Still wanna help me?"

  "Are you crazy?" His eyes tried to look at every inch of her body at the same time. "Of course I do. Any other day I'd take you to a motel and fuck you silly. But I've only got a few hours to get where I'm going."

  She frowned. "Bummer. But maybe we can make the best of a bad situation."

  "What do you mean?"

  Taryn unfastened her seatbelt and scooted over close to him. She cupped her hand over his growing erection. "We'll figure something out. But first, you really must let me give you something for that gas."

  He leaned back a little and looked down. "Help yourself."

  She
did, unzipping his shorts and reaching inside. His dick was half-hard and thick. Delicious. She leaned over and licked the tip, making it jerk and get harder. She slipped it inside her mouth, sucking him in. Her tongue laved the underside of his cock as her hand closed around the base, squeezing.

  Carl's dick grew longer and thicker, pushing farther into her mouth. She pushed down, taking him all the way to the back of her throat. He groaned and fisted a hand in her hair.

  Taryn sucked hard for a few seconds and then pulled back. She swiped her tongue over the ridge and then sucked him in again.

  "Shit Taryn. Yes. Oh, suck that cock."

  She shifted, trying to find the right position in the cramped space and started bobbing up and down, letting everything but the tip of his rod slide from her hot, wet mouth before sucking it all in again.

  After only a few minutes of her enthusiastic blowjob, Carl's legs were quivering and his fingers dug into her scalp. She let his cock fall from her mouth and held it up against his body with one hand while she licked his balls before taking each one into her mouth, alternating back and forth.

  He gasped and pushed her head away gently. "Baby girl, you gotta stop that or I'm gonna crash."

  She just laughed and dove back down again. "I trust you to keep us alive, Carl." She shoved down on his cock again, taking him in until her nose was pressed tight against his body. She reached a finger down under and pressed it over his tight rosebud. That was enough. He shuddered and his cock erupted, sending shot after shot of hot cum into her mouth. She swallowed as much as possible, but some leaked out and stained her pouty pink lips.

  Pleased with herself, Taryn sat up; pushing errant drops of cum into her mouth and smiling.

  After a long silence he looked over at her. "Taryn, that was fantastic."

  "Thanks, but I'm not done with you yet."

  "For right now you have to be. Listen, do you want to clean up or something?"

  "Sure."

  "There's a rest stop in a few miles, we can go there."

  "Okay." She felt suddenly shy around him. As if sensing it, Carl didn't say anything else, he just drove with one had while tucking his now soft cock away, still glistening with her saliva.

  At the rest-stop they walked to the door together. As he opened the door for her, Carl put his hand on her lower back. A spark of electricity made them both jump and they stared at each other for a long moment.

  Finally someone pushed past them from the sweltering heat to the cool inside. It broke the spell and they moved on. He pointed her towards the restrooms and said he was going to grab some sodas for them.

  Taryn thanked god the bathroom was empty. She washed her face and rinsed her mouth out before checking her appearance. A little sweaty and tired, but nothing terrible. Her big blue eyes were wide open and she smiled, readjusting her clothes and wondering how she was going to get Carl to fuck her. She wouldn't survive the next couple of hours in the car with him unless she got him inside her. Funny how attached she'd gotten to him already. Must be the fantasy fulfillment. After all the hitchhiking she'd done in her life she'd gotten rides from a few guys she'd thought fuckable, but the opportunity never arose or she chickened out. Not this time. That little car blowjob had broken the ice like nothing else and she was determined to have more.

  She stepped into a stall and pulled down her shorts. She didn't need to pee, but something else needed attention. Her panties were soaked through in the crotch and when she took them off the scent of her pussy juices filled the air. Damn, she was really horny.

  A knock on the bathroom door interrupted her musing, and she heard it open a bit.

  "Taryn, are you in here? Are you sick? Do you need help?"

  It was Carl's voice. She was confused for a second, but then realized what he was doing.

  "Yes, I'm in here by myself and I need your help. Because I'm sick." She yelled it loud enough that anyone in the hallway could hear. As soon as she finished speaking the door shut behind him and she heard the lock flip closed.

  He pushed the door to the stall opened and slipped inside. "Mind if I join you?"

  She grinned and then blushed as she realized she was standing there with nothing on but her shirt.

  Carl arched an eyebrow and looked down at her shorts and panties, pooled on the floor between her legs. "You got started without me?"

  "No, I just… never mind."

  "It's all right. We don't have much time. But I needed to at least return the favor you did me in the car."

  Before she could say anything he was on his knees, face pushing between her thighs. He kissed her smooth pussy lips softly before spreading them open with one hand. His tongue darted out, swiping across her clit quickly, garnering a moan from Taryn. He sucked the tiny bud into his mouth as one finger pushed inside her tight hole.

  Carl's tongue lavished attention on her clit, making goosebumps break out on her arms and turning her legs boneless. He slipped a second finger inside her and pushed deeper, spreading, stretching.

  "Oh yeah. Yes. More… Mmm," she muttered.

  Her knees shook as he started fucking his fingers in and out of her with hard fast strokes, nibbling on her clit and then sucking it, then switching back again and again.

  Taryn's head fell back and she moaned deep in her throat, hands scrambling over the smooth walls of the stall for something to hold on to. She swayed as he fingered her harder and harder. Her juices coated his hand and he sucked at her still. Pressure built in her and she came with a shout, grinding her pussy down on his mouth and hand.

  She rode wave after wave of the orgasm and then half collapsed on him. Carl held her waist and stood up. He kissed her on the lips, tasting of her juices.

  "Ready to get back on the road?"

  "Hell no. Get your cock out and fuck me."

  He grinned, his hand dropping to his fly. "I was just thinking the same thing."

  She reached out to help and had her hand over his hard thickness when someone started pounding on the bathroom door. "Shit."

  "No kidding. Rain check?" he asked.

  She looked down at the massive bulge in his pants. "Hell yeah."

  "Good. Now let's get out of here before we're arrested."

  She laughed and started pulling her clothes up. They left the rest-stop holding hands, a trio of women looking after them with disapproval. No surprise since the bathroom reeked of pussy juices and Taryn had left her panties on the floor.

  Back in the car she couldn't keep her hands off of Carl. She teased him mercilessly, cupping his crotch and licking her lips. She spread her legs open and rubbed her pussy. She reached inside her shirt and pinched her nipples.

  For his part, Carl teased her right back, sliding his hand up her thigh until it was so close to her wet cunt before moving down to her knee. He caressed her face and massaged the back of her head as he drove.

  The next hour lasted an eternity as they tortured each other. Finally, neither one could stand it any longer.

  "To hell with my schedule, I have to fuck you."

  "I know," she answered, breathless from his fingers pressing the material of her shorts into her pussy. She looked around, realizing for the first time that they were close to her hometown. "Wait, I have an idea. Take the next exit."

  He did without even asking why. She directed him off the highway to a huge parking structure next to an outlet mall.

  "Please tell me you don't want to go shopping."

  "Shut up." Take the ramp all the way to the top."

  "Why?"

  "The elevator stops one floor below so no one ever parks on the top level. We can have some privacy, and we're only five minutes out of your way."

  He smiled. "I think I might love you, Taryn." They shared a laugh.

  "I don't care if you love me as long as you fuck me."

  At that he sped to the top floor and parked the car in a corner, brakes squealing. In seconds they both removed seatbelts and were on each other. Their mouths crashed together, teeth and tongue
s colliding in a rush of excitement.

  Carl's hands gripped her ass and yanked her closer to him. She bit down on his lower lip and scraped her nails across the back of his neck.

  "Wanna play rough, huh?"

  "No time for romance, baby," she purred.

  He reached under the seat and flipped a switch while tugging her into his lap. The seat slid backwards, providing enough space for her body to squeeze in between him and the steering wheel. As she climbed up he opened his shorts and held her hips, sliding her dripping wet pussy down onto his cock in one long, slow thrust.