Episode 26: ROCKY RODE

“Hit the road, Jack!”

“Talk dirty to me, Hitchhiker!”

In her large white van driver Rochelle “Rocky” Crowder giggled over her co-pilot’s flirtations. While driving the boy wild by going topless she really wished that she had escaped her denim booty shorts too. In transit it was hard to consider that, but the teasing was fun enough for now. She did have a thirty-mile drive ahead of her to the landing field where her father-in-law’s hot air balloon fleet would touch down. She had to be there so that his passengers had a way back to Comstock Park.

“I’m glad I decided to ride along.”

“I’ll be saying that once we reach ground zero.” She winked at him. “That is if you want me to ride a long one.”

“I thought you wanted to wait.”

“As if I can wait. I’m too much of a nympho to postpone any guy. I was only suggesting that to gauge your interest.”

“And now you know.” Mace Belmont laughed! “It’s crazy but I normally like big titties but yours are screaming suck my nipples.”

“They scream a lot of things. Like cum on me. Pinch me. You can touch them just don’t get me so excited that you make me run off of the road.” Just leaving the back entrance to Comstock Park, Mace was distracted a bit by what he was seeing out the window. Realizing his eyes were deviating Rochelle sighed heavily. “You can’t miss all of the action out here in the back forty.”

“Damn! Some of those girls look really young.” Off to his right was a grassy area where firetrucks, ambulances, and police cars were. Their drivers were enjoying those young girls lying out on blankets. Many of the men and women had multiple girls attending to them at once.

“That’s because they are young. Most are fifteen to seventeen. If your aunt is the counsellor at a high school, she must know this goes on.”

“Well, yeah! She does, but that’s still ... wrong.”

“In your eyes. I was doing what they are doing at fourteen. I missed out on the paychecks those girls are getting. If I had been I could have been filthy ass rich by now, not just filthy. When I was that young the city wasn’t near as insane as it is now.”

“How in the hell do they get away with that?”

“I know a little, but I can’t say anything or I’ll get into trouble. Please don’t ask.” She clenched her teeth at saying even that much. She expected her phone to ping at any second. Nothing! Huh!

“In trouble with who?”

“My hubby for one. Lance works at the university. if you think things are bad at the high school, it’s worse there.”

“Really?”

“Some of the dorm parties are mass orgies, but at least they are of legal age. MILF’s are popular.” Unless someone brought over a surprise guest. High school girls often frequented those parties. Just as the Horton-Dexter Swallowers. Any of the cheerleaders in town for that matter. For some who knew everything they were promised scholarships for their slutty activities. In the case of the Swallower’s, with Horton-Dexter slower than others they were less privy to that bit of info. To them it was simply fun and games.

“Crazy! I take it you’ve been to a few of those parties.”

“You know it! Lance likes to watch me fuck guys. Especially huge black guys. I told you that. Well, not about the skin color. Doesn’t matter!”

“Right! You also mentioned you needed to ask his blessing before you and I...”

“Mace! Do you honestly believe I obey him when it comes to that. He knows I have a mind of my own, I just tell him after the fact. We are honest with one another; I just won’t let him tell me no. If I tell him after the fact he can’t stop me.”

“Would you listen if he did.”

“Most times! I do love Lance; he just knows my needs. Are you ever going to show me your dick?”

“Now? Sure! Why didn’t you take your shorts off rather than just go halfway?”

“I’m regretting that.” She giggled, then turned left out of the park onto a busier road. “I’ll pull over in a few and ditch them. Please go naked for me.”

“No problem! Just don’t wreck once you see how big I am.”

“Felt him, so I know.” She smirked! “Bigger the better.”

“As tiny as you are I bet big dicks rip you apart.”

“Trust me, I’ve had whoppers. I’d go back for thirds every time. Playing guys gets me their best. The more I beg no more the harder they hit me. I have a high pain threshold. Deep thrusts make me crazy. I’m a balls deep kind of nympho.”

“Sweet!” Ditching all of his clothing Mace sat there with his big ten at full attention. She was slobbering at the sight. “Stop weaving before we run into a car.”

“You need to drive. I need to be the passenger.” There was no room to pull over in traffic so she hated the fact that she couldn’t stop. Cars behind her, ahead of her and no close turn offs. Pure country now! Eying her tension and his own mirror Mace sighed and carefully moved from his seat to bend next to her.

“Lift your ass up. I’m going to slide under you. Keep your eye on the road and hands on the wheel. 10 and 2!”

“Eeek!” She squeaked! Rising for him, Mace slowly slid beneath her. His huge erection popping up between her thighs had her swooning. “Take my shorts off.”

Reaching around Rocky he unbuttoned them and guided them lower until his pecker got in the way. She hadn’t thought of that obstruction. “Crud!” Mace hissed! “Move your feet I’ll cover the gas so you can contort and get those shorts off.”

Taking the wheel awkwardly, Mace assumed control. Once she was certain he had things well in hand Rochelle brought her legs up to the dash, her knees crushing her 32Bs. Squirming she managed to get those shorts to her calves but then the wheel got in the way.

“I got this. Drive!” She told him.

“I am! Just don’t block my view.” Easier said than done! Laughing together she slid a bit in his lap. Booty shorts tangled over the wheel she decided there was only one way to achieve her goal. “Bringing my legs up over my head.” Like a gymnast Rocky navigated her limps upward, feet touching the ceiling of the van.

“Need help?”

“No! I’m Houdini when I’m desperate.”

Wrapping her ankles behind her head she had those shorts in her possession. Laughing over her move Mace used his left hand to jab a finger up her butthole. The sudden shock led her to lose her shorts over her head and fall directly over his face, vision obstructed.

“FUCK! I CAN’T SEE!”

Laughter guided him to shift his head from side to side until he could see out of one leg slot in the shorts. Free of them Rocky carefully brought her legs back toward the dash. That gave him time to remove her shorts from his head and toss them in back.

“Damn! That was hot.”

“Much cooler now.”

She scooted higher along his body. Reaching beneath her she encouraged his dick up into her dripping wet vulva. A snug fit she sat up straight on it and eased further down, palms on the ceiling as support. “Fuck! So big! I love it!”

“So tight! I love it!” He competed verbally in jest! “Ride that bad boy.”

“Always the plan. Who’s the hitchhiker now?”

“Ride that hitch!” Invigorated by his invite Rocky maintained balance and did all of the work. She was not kidding; her intake was eighty percent of his length each dive. DRIVE! Mace nearly lost control, an oncoming car blaring its horn. “Shit!”

Seeing around her was not easy. Add in her thrusting power his mind was fuzzy. He resorted to mentally praying to God to keep him on the road. “You need to turn around and hug me so I can see better. Where I’m going that is!”

“Hold on!” With the steering wheel in the way it wasn’t easy, but Rocky refused to dismount. “Grip the wheel firmly.” Doing so she gently rotated her body. Her leg moving over his torso and her own upper body, back now lying on the wheel. Once that leg was over and alongside the door, she launched forward and embraced him. At first just circling his neckline she shifted to her right. Nipple in his face he devoured it while peeking around her rib cage to see the highway.