Chapter 10

The truck coming to a stop awakened me and when I sat up I could see the whole line of the Rockies spread out on the far horizon. The setting sun was making the clouds all orange and red and purple. I rubbed my eyes and smiled over at Thad.

"We'll be in Denver in half an hour," he said, rubbing the nape of his neck, "Just stopped to pick up a hitchhiker."

I looked out the rear window and saw a lanky girl with jet black hair done in pigtails running toward the truck. There was a knapsack slung over one of her shoulders and a ragged-looking sweater clutched in her hand. Napoleon was standing with his paws on the tailgate, watching her come up.

"Thanks a lot," she panted. "Going to Denver?"

"Going all the way to the Coast," Thad said, taking a very close look at our new passenger as she clambered in beside me.

"Far out!" The girl gave me an easy smile. "I'm Ronnie," she said.

Thad told her our names and for a while the three of us just sat there as the passing countryside changed colors and the sun dropped behind a peak. Then we were on Colfax Avenue and Thad was keeping his eyes open for an inexpensive motel. I had to admit I felt a small pang of jealousy--maybe because Ronnie's good looks reminded me that my man probably had dozens of girls in San Francisco that liked to go to bed with him. I'd have to get used to it sooner or later, though, so I pushed my silly thoughts into the back of my mind and didn't let on to Ronnie.

She said she couldn't afford a room, but wanted to sleep in the back of the truck if it was all right with us. I could see that Thad was bothered by this arrangement and after we'd found a place and he'd brought my duffel bag in, I sidled up to him and gave his cock a loving pat.

"Why don't we invite Ronnie in," I offered. "The manager won't know the difference and it might get chilly out there with only Napoleon to keep her warm." Immediately I thought of just how warm my dog could be and had to suppress a laugh.

Thad nodded. "Good idea. Won't cramp us any, will it?"

"You mean... the pretty things you were going to do to me?"

"Yeah," he said, "we could still play. Right? Even with Ronnie sleeping on the floor."

"I guess it won't bother me if it won't bother you."

When Thad went out to tell her, I had misgivings about being so polite. She was probably lots hipper than I was about boys like Thad. What would keep her from moving in on me, maybe even stealing Thad away? Once when he'd held out a match to give her a light, she'd taken his hand with both of hers and held it there long after the cigarette was going. Ronnie was just a little shorter than Thad, and he was almost six feet. Her body was stylishly lean, like a high-fashion model with narrow hips and slender graceful legs--even through the baggy jeans she wore I could tell that much. Surely Thad had already had visions of being next to her in bed. I was wondering how big her breasts we're when Thad came in, carrying all her junk.

"Oh boy!" Ronnie squealed when she saw the bottle of bourbon Thad had gotten earlier sitting on the table. "Booze!"

Thad poured her some of the liquor over ice while she dug through a pocket of her knapsack. Finally she pulled out a small plastic bag full of green, dry leaves all crumbled up.

"I've got a little something for you all too, just to show you how much I appreciate your hospitality."

I watched Ronnie lick a couple of cigarette papers and stick them together. Then she poured some of the green stuff into the crease she'd made and rolled up a cigarette, twisting the ends professionally and wetting the whole thing finally with her tongue. Of course I wasn't so dumb that I didn't know it was grass, but I couldn't help being a little frightened. It would be my first time ever to smoke some and I had no idea what to expect.

Thad was grinning in anticipation. "Thought I'd have to wait till I got back to San Francisco for some of that."

Ronnie let Thad light it for her and I watched them both take huge lungfuls, holding the smoke in until the last minute before exhaling. Thad showed me how to suck in air with the smoke so it wouldn't be so hot and by the second try, I'd figured out the technique. I was smoking my first joint.

When the thing was about half gone, a giddy, light feeling seemed to fill my body and my skin tingled. Thad was strangely quiet, studying my reactions and watching Ronnie while her eyes blazed back at him hotly.

"That stuff always makes me so... sexxxy," she purred, rubbing long fingers down her abdomen.

"Uh huh," I agreed. There was no mistaking that my loins were buzzing. When I moved my hips, my vulva felt all buttery.

"Why, take a look at your old man," Ronnie giggled, pointing at the lump in his jeans. Thad blushed as red as I'd ever seen him.

"Come on you two. I was thinking about motorcycles until just a minute ago--"

Ronnie scooted over to me and cupped a hand so she could whisper in my ear. "Has he ever balled you on that bike?" she asked.

At first I didn't know what to say. I'd just never met anybody quite like Ronnie; her easy, frank manner was hard to adjust to after living for so long in such a different world. She saw my hesitation and raised her eyebrows.

"You can tell me, Shelly."

"It might be... K--k--kind of hard." My face reddened. "I mean the motorcycle is so small and..."

Ronnie laughed and rolled backwards on the rug. "I really go for you, Shelly," she said. "You're too much."

Thad was focusing all of his attention on me now, but Ronnie was staring again at the crotch of his jeans. When I saw her lick her lips, I jumped up nervously and took his hand.

"Hey," I whispered, "why don't you take me in the bathroom and..."

"Just what I was thinking about," he laughed, getting up. "Somehow I forgot all about motorcycles."

Relieved to get him away from Ronnie for a while, I pulled Thad out of the room and closed the door behind us. Hurriedly we started undressing each other.

"Let's take a shower too," he said.

"Can we make love and get clean at the same time?" I asked silkily. I'd been waiting for some sex all day. Now, with the grass tickling my insides, I didn't know how long I could wait.

Cupping my hands together, I gathered up Thad's lovely balls and he pulled me against him, his big cock pressed tight between our bellies.

"Almost forgot about that surprise I told you about," he said.

Thad had mentioned something about a better condom or something when we'd been messing around out in the middle of Kansas. Suddenly I was very eager to see it.

"Show me, Thad... please!"

He reached behind him, opened the little leather bag he kept his shaver in and showed me a small box. Then he pulled it open and took out a strange object, dangling it before my amazed eyes. It wasn't really a prophylactic at all but more like a rubber collar exactly cock-size and covered with raised bumps that looked over an inch long. Pushing my finger against one of the protuberances, I found that they were firm but flexible.

"Like it?" Thad asked.

"I think I w--w--would."

"Well, you can think about it while I scrub your back."

The shower was delicious and with all the giggling and tickling and rubbing, it took us half an hour before we were patting each other dry in front of the big mirror. Thad went to the sink and splashed cold water over his parts until his penis lost some of its erection. Then he slipped the rubber collar over the end and pulled it back tight against the hilt of his body. His stiffening cock filled it quickly.

"Only way I know of getting it on," he laughed.

I was still awfully high from the stuff we'd smoked and the look of Thad's penis, surrounded by blond curls, with the wide band of rubber studs circling it, made my bottom go even squishier than it had been in the shower.

Thad opened the door a crack and peeked out. Ronnie had the sound turned down on the television and sat crosslegged in front of it, another smoking joint in her hand. The blue glow from the screen was the only light in the bedroom.

"Come on," Thad whispered. "She won't see a thing."

We ran quickly to the bed. Just like he'd said, Ronnie didn't so much as turn her head. Thad pulled the sheet over us as he stretched out between my thighs, but before we had really started working on each other, Ronnie got up and walked as if hypnotized to the bathroom. In a little while we heard the shower running.

"Good," Thad said, "now I can turn you over. Get on your hands and knees, Shelly."

I did as I was told and immediately felt my lover kissing the round fullness of my buttocks. He kissed first one cheek, then the other, rubbing his hand between my cleft at the same time. I braced my hands apart on the sheet and shook my bottom seductively. Suddenly his tongue was moving into the freshly washed divide where my rectum nestled.

"Gosh, Thad... that's really weird!"

"Even your sweet little asshole is beautiful," he breathed, tonguing the tight vortex of muscles there until I found myself shivering with the strangeness of it. Thad was rubbing my soaking crevice with long, knowing fingers. Then I felt his weight over my back and the turgid head of his cock as it slipped back and forth below my slickness as if searching for a home. It was a funny, tight feeling when he pushed the erect flesh inside my softness and I couldn't help but moan a little from the erotic friction of our parts. Each time Thad shoved in my tummy bulged full of male organ and the air was pushed from my lungs. When he pulled his long penis out of me, I thought he would take my womb with him too. I could feel every bump of the studded collar gouging me delightfully.

"Th--Th--Thad... oh God, it's--"

He tilted his pelvis under me and thrust straight up. The flexible bumps dug into the walls of my vagina and I began to realize why some of the ticklers were longer than others. The ones near the base of the collar curved upward toward my clitoris and when Thad squirmed his full length inside me, the things dug at my throbbing little stalk until my own bottom was wiggling crazily against him. My head hung between my shoulders with the passion of it and I watched my fingers curl against the sheet.

"Faster, Thad... please, please!"

He grasped my hips firmly and crashed forward, almost throwing me down onto the pillows. His knees were beside my legs and I could feel his firm, muscular stomach over my soft buttocks.

"Oh Jesus," he sighed as I felt his teeth dig into the flesh of my back. Suddenly I had an overwhelming desire to be on top. It couldn't be wrong to do it--just to see what it was like. If Thad didn't like it, he'd tell me. Scooching forward, I pulled my sweet slit away from his plunging member and pushed him sideways onto the mattress.

"Hey, what's happening!" he laughed.

"Shelly wants to play," I whispered. "Just lay back and enjoy." Thad did what I said, smiling up at me with a curious look in his eyes. I hoped I could figure out how to do it like this, but if I didn't there was no time like the present to learn.

With my sopping cunny against his stomach, I began kissing his strong chest, starting at his shoulder and working down to the dark little man-nipples. Thad writhed under me when I got one between my teeth and I could feel his glistening penis as it bobbed sideways against one of my ass cheeks. At first I stretched my legs out next to his, but it was too hard to get his lovely cock back inside my cunt. Finally, I pulled my knees up beside his body and then wiggled back until the throbbing head touched my tiny inner lips. Thad pushed himself up and forward when he felt me, but I teasingly kept him at bay, only letting an inch slip into my eager, slick tube. The sensation was tantalizingly intense. I had to fight the urge to shove backwards all at once and imbed that rock-hard thing into me fully. It was more fun to take him slowly. Again he tried to force me down, his hands trembling against the outward swell of my hips.

"Naughty, naughty," I whispered against his ear. "I've got you in my power."

Thad pulled my face down and kissed my mouth until my lips tingled. "You're a witch," he said. "A sixteen-year-old witch."

When the full length of Thad's penis was finally completely inside my vagina, I stopped for a moment and slipped my hands under his back. Then, making sure I kept him all the way deep, I started to rock my bottom from side to side... faster, faster, until I could hear my man start to breathe raggedly. Every time he started to say something, I covered his mouth with my own and gave him my tongue to suck. He stroked my back, digging into my skin with his fingers while I kissed him. I felt my drool running down into his mouth and he drank it like a man dying of thirst.

I pushed my open mouth over his again and again. The spiny collar was about to drive me crazy and finally I couldn't keep from moving forward and then down. Thad's slippery organ was spearing me deeply now and the ticklers pushed into my tender flesh until ravished moans poured from my throat.

"Oh... oh... ohhhh." Even faster I pulled my bottom up and dropped it over the hot and swollen penis that would soon explode inside me.

The saliva ran from my mouth and wetted Thad's chest and neck and he pressed my head with his hands until my face was buried in the soft place under his chin. I bit him with my teeth, bit him hard.

"Tell me, darling," I murmured. "Tell me when you're coming." But Thad didn't have to. His breathing stopped suddenly and I felt every muscle in his body shiver with the tension. I was getting close too, so it took all the will power I could draw on to slow down. Tightening the muscles that controlled the entrance to my vagina, I rocked myself ever so gently forward and then lingeringly back. Thad drew a thigh up against my bottom and then stretched himself out again. His eyes were closed and his chest was full of held air. I stopped moving altogether, then twisted my pelvis in a circular motion, feeling the smooth walls of my vagina rub lightly against his glans.