Greg turned left, exiting the highway. It was early afternoon and he still a few hours drive ahead of him. But he wasn't in a hurry, and this alternative route was a bit more interesting.
Someone stood at the side of the road. As he came closer, he saw that it was a young girl hitch-hiking. He slowed down. She was in her early twenties, he thought, had long red hair and a nice body, Her long summer dress had a floral pattern, and blew around her, occasionally revealing a pair of long, slender legs in a pair of red, high-heeled shoes.
Greg wondered. She wasn't carrying any luggage and was hardly dressed for travelling. What was she doing here, off the main roads?
He stopped the car, opening the door for the girl. She simply got in, closing the door after her.
"Where are you going?" Greg asked.
The girl looked at him, smiling quizzically.
"Just drive. I'll tell you when," she said. She had a charming, hoarse voice. God, she was beautiful. Her green eyes were shining, and now he noticed that her cleavage offered a good view of et pair of round, shapely breasts.
Greg started the car and drove off.
"There's a forest up ahead," the girl said. "There's a place where you can stop the car."
"Aren't you going any further?" Greg asked, somewhat disappointed.
Smiling, the girl arranged her dress, showing Greg even more of her shapely legs.
"Why go further?" she whispered. "I can hardly wait?"
Greg watched her slowly pulling her dress aside, exposing her thin, white lace panties
"Wait?" Greg gasped.
Beside him, the girl pulled aside her panties, letting him see the red hair of her pussy. She was already wet, and Greg watched her as she dreamingly slid a finger up and down her moist slit. She gave tiny. excited gasps, as she masturbated - right there beside him, as he tried to focus on steering the car...
"We're almost there," she whispered.
Greg woke up as from a trance. He had completely forgotten where they were heading.
They drove into the forest, and tall, summer green trees closed around the car. The girl was squirming in the seat next to Greg, forcing two dripping wet fingers into her pussy and slowly sliding them in and out. She had undone a few buttons, enabling her to massage her ripe breast with her other hand.
"Mmm, oh yes," she gasped, as her entire body trembled.
Greg's cock was swelling in his pants, buzzing with lust. He knew the place they were heading for, and they were almost there. Here was the small clearing where you could pull over and park. And this was where...
"Ohhh," the girl suddenly screamed.
Forcing two trembling fingers into her wet pussy, she fell forwards, resting her face on the dashboard. Her entire body shook as the orgasm flowed through her.
Watching the girl climax drove Greg crazy with lust. He pulled over into the clearing, braked hard and jumped out of the car. Then he opened the door next to her. She still lay moaning over the dashboard. Greg's cock was hard as bone in his pants. Grabbing the dazed girl, he pulled her out of the car.
"Come on," he ordered.
The girl tumbled out through the door, and Greg placed her on her back on the hood of the car. Then he stood next to her face, unbuttoning his pants. His cock had never been this hard.
"Suck my cock," he gasped, and she grabbed his stiff tool, putting it to her lips.
Her tiny, wet tongue carefully licked around the swollen helmet. Then, parting her lips, she started sucking the head of his cock with wet, smacking sounds, as Greg moaned out loud.
"Yeah, that's good. Suck it!"
Brutally grabbing the back of the girls head, he forced his cock into her mouth as far as it would go. Slowly he slid it in and out, in and out, as she sucked and slurped. The rock hard cock glistened from the girl's saliva, as Greg fucked her mouth with long, deliberate strokes.
Suddenly he noticed that the girl had started masturbating again. She lay on the hood of the car, her legs spread wide and both hands in her panties, eagerly stroking and rubbing her pussy. Greg pulled his cock out of her mouth and held it in his hand.
"You want it in your pussy?" he gasped, showing his erect, wet cock to the girl. "You want my hard cock in your randy pussy?"
"Oh yeah," she whispered. "Fuck me. Fuck me with your big cock!"
Greg turned the girl over and placed her feet on the ground, making her bend over on the hood of the car. He pulled off her panties, lifting her dress up over her delicious, round ass-cheeks. Teasing her, he inserted a finger in her hot, succulent pussy. He let the finger probe her wet slit, massage her pussy lips and stroke her clit.
"Mmm, yes," the girl moaned, lustily writhing on the hood.
"Is it good?" Greg asked hoarsely. "Is this what you want?"
"Gimme your cock!" she whispered. "Fuck me!"
Smiling, Greg placed the tip of his hard cock at the mouth of the girl's pussy. Her red pubes tickled his helmet, as her labia trembled from the pressure of his cock. Standing like this he quickly undressed completely, while the girl, still in her summer dress and high-heeled shoes, gasped with anticipation. As Greg stood stark naked behind her, he grabbed her ass.
"Are you ready for some serious cock?" he asked.
"Mmm," she whimpered, biting her fingers with unbearable excitement.
At the same time Greg thrust the entire length of his long cock into the girl's pussy.
"Ohhh," she screamed out loud, as he immediately started pumping forcefully in and out of the girl's pussy.
"Oh yes," oh yes" the cried out hoarsely, throwing herself about.
Sweating, Greg bent over her, holding her wrists down on the hood, as he fucked her
"Is it good?" Greg whispered into her ear. "Is it good to get fucked?"
"Yes - yes - yes," the girl gasped in time to the hard thrusts of his cock. "I'm coming. Fuck me hard!"
He pulled out of her pussy, turned her onto her back on the hood and spread her long, slender legs, placing her calves on his shoulders. With the fingers of one hand he parted her wet, swollen labia, as his other hand guided his cock into her again. Gasping hoarsely he slid it in and out, slowly in and out.
"Play with your pussy," Greg whispered. "Play with your randy pussy, while I fuck you!"
The girl stared at him, her mouth open and her cheeks flushed. She was very close to orgasm. Quickly she raised her head, looking down at her own pussy and Greg's hard, pumping cock. With the fingers of one hand she parted her pussy lips, the other just grazed her swollen clit. The girl jerked from her own touch.
"Ah," she cried. She couldn't take it.
"Keep going!" Greg commanded. "I wanna watch you masturbate, while you get fucked!"
Eyes closed, she started massaging her clit. "Oh no," she whimpered, "it's so good... fuck me... I'm... coming."
The girl let out a loud scream as she came. She threw herself about on the hood with ecstasy. Greg had to grab hard onto her shoulders to keep her still.
The girl's orgasm made Greg want to come, too, and he increased the speed of his fucking. With full force, he thrust his hard cock into the girl's pussy.
"No," she whispered, "please stop..."
"Oh yes," Greg hissed. "I'm gonna fuck you. Can you feel me fucking you, baby?"
He was blacking out from lust. The girl's breasts were bouncing, and the car suspension rocked, as Greg plunged his explosive cock into her pussy again and again and again
"Oh, I'll fuck you!" he shouted. "I'll squirt into you pussy!"
Perhaps the girl climaxed again - Greg was oblivious to anything but his own pleasure. But suddenly he felt the semen bursting its way through his swollen cock. Sweating, he pulled out of her pussy, squeezing his cock in his hand. Trembling, he crawled onto the hood and kneelt down, straddling the girl's face.
"Yeah," she whispered huskily. "Let me have your thick cum!"
At the same moment, as if by command, his cock started ejaculating.
"Aaah," Greg yelled, as long, white jets of hot semen pumped out of his cock.
He sprayed the girl's face, her cheeks, her neck. She even opened her mouth to taste the last, creamy spurts.
He sat for a while, lazily masturbating the last drops from his cock.
"Great," she whispered.
"Perfect," Greg replied.
Exhausted, he crawled off the hood and collapsed in the gravel next to the car. There was a breeze blowing now, rustling through the leaves and cooling his naked skin.
Greg stood up, somewhat unsteadily, and started dressing. The sun was still shining to the trees, and for the first time Greg noticed the sound of birds singing. But there was another sound, too.
"Mmm. Mmm. Ohhh..."
The girl had started masturbating again. She sat with her legs wide apart, stroking her naked pussy. Greg's fresh semen still glistened on her face. She looked at him longingly.
"Oh, I'm so horny," she whispered.
Greg was breathing heavily, completely exhausted.
"Really?" he asked, out of breath.
But the girl didn't answer. Closing her eyes and panting heavily, she slid a finger all the way into her soaking wet pussy. Greg put his clothes back on, watching the insatiably hot girl masturbating on the hood of his car.
"All right," he said, though she probably didn't hear.
He then went back to the road, the girl moaning behind him.
There weren't many cars on the road. And he let the first couple of sedans pass: A single woman, a married couple, another single woman. But finally an old van came towards him, driven by to men in overalls. One was about forty, the other hardly a day over seventeen, presumably father and son. Perfect!
Greg stood in the middle of the road in front of the van, making it pull over to the side and stop. The older of the two men seemed to be cursing at the interruption. As Greg went up to the side of the van, the young man opened the door.
"You got a problem?" he asked.
"Yeah," Greg responded.
"What kind of a problem?" the oldest man asked, annoyed.
"I think it's one you'll enjoy! But you better take a look yourselves."
Baffled, the two men looked at each other.
"Okay," the oldest man finally said.
They got out of the car and followed Greg into the clearing.
"My name is Larson," the oldest man finally said, "and this is my son Billy. But what kind of a problem is it anyway?"
"The best kind," Greg said. And now the two men caught sight of the girl in her summer dress writhing on the hood of his car.
"Holy shit," the son said. "Is that..."
Larson laughed nastily.
"I think we can handle that. Eh, boy?"
They went to the car, where the girl now lay on all fours on the hood, her wet, slippery fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. She squirmed and panted heavily, her entire body trembling. Suddenly, she noticed Larson and his son.
"Who are you?" she gasped, startled.
"Yeah, I brought you something," Greg laughed.
Larson and his son climbed onto the car, pulled the girl up on the roof and pulled off her dress. She was naked now, except for her high-heeled shoes. Greg saw the men's cocks already bulging beneath their overalls.
"Are you ready, boy?" Larson asked.
Nodding, his son unbuttoned his fly and pulled out his long, semi-erect cock. Larson placed the girl on her knees on the roof facing his son's cock.
"Now you just start sucking, girl," Larson grinned.
The girl opened her mouth, grabbed the son's cock with her slender fingers and guided it into her wet mouth. With wet smacking sounds, she sucked the long tool swelling between her lips, making it thick and hard as rock. The son moaned loudly.
"So, boy, is she good?" his father asked.
"Yeahhh..." the son gasped, grabbing the girl's hair hard. Then he started angrily thrusting his cock in and out of her mouth, the shaft glistening from her saliva.