Going to California
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I increased the speed of my licking, making sure to explore her walls a bit more. I also began to lightly rub her clit with my index finger. Her mouth felt heavenly on my unit, her tounge seem to cradle my cock like she was made to lick me.
"God, I thought," I hope I can drink all that sweet salty cum down. Or that he just shoots all over me and lets me bath in it.
"Oh baby," I moan out as he finds my clit. MMM! baby, I think, as I push his ccock down my throat. His precum is flowing fast. I hope I can get it all down, or . . . .
"Oh baby," I moan out as he finds my clit. MMM! baby, I think, as I push his ccock down my throat. His precum is flowing fast. I hope I can get it all down, or . . . .
"Mmm!, oh!, ah!, oh god, huh, mmmm, aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!," my orgasm his me so hard, and my cum just flowed like a flood. "Sorry, Master, sorry I lost control like that," I whimpered.
I returned to his cock fucking his cock with my throat.
I returned to his cock fucking his cock with my throat.
I gobbled it down just as quickly as I could. It was so hot and creamy I couldn't get enough of it. Some even shot into my nose. When he finished I was covered. I then quickly cleaned him off, and started to lick my own self clean. "Do you have a tissue?, I have to blow my nose."
"Just drop me off in West Virginia sweetie, or at least near the border, I can get a ride from there," I told him.
"You think I could just leave my shorts off for a while, I kinda like the breeze," I asked. I slipped on my top again and leaned back in the passenger seat. Going to California was going to be a fun trip.
"You think I could just leave my shorts off for a while, I kinda like the breeze," I asked. I slipped on my top again and leaned back in the passenger seat. Going to California was going to be a fun trip.
"No problem here, hell you could keep your top off too if you wanted. We'll be there in about an hour." It was amazing, after all we did I was getting hard again. Had to concentrate on the road though and not the hot red head next to me.
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new character: Hank
OOC
Henry (Hank) is a rambler. Inherited half a million from a distant uncle, Hank invested almost all of it and hit the road with 20 grand.
Without a specific goal in mind he thought he'd tour the states. A sister in Columbus would be his first stop. Hadn't seen her in a dog's age.
Having dropped out of school, Hank had no carreer to speak of or to leave behind. He kept a large box of carpentry tools in the big van, just in case he felt like making a little cash, but just now that was not what was on his mind...The van was fitted with a convertable sofa/bed, 2 captains chairs, a table, fridge full of libations, and a box full of toys(?).
Hank is 6' 2", not buffed, but fit from working outdoors, tanned, with a gap toothed smile and sandy hair that blew out the open window.
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Eastbound on 64 should connect with I 75 No here in Lexington, somewhere, he thought. "Shit, what a time to be rolling a number." The exit flew by. "Now I gotta come back around."
Two ramps later Hank hit the gas to get up to speed.
A Viper appears in the rear view mirror and quickly comes abreast of Hank's window. Before it shoots by (at what must have been 85+), Hank turns to nod in a neighborly way. The joint drops from his open mouth.
Sitting there, pretty as you please, was a girl looking up at him, smiling broadly and fluttering her eyelashes.
Holy cannoli, that girl was stark naked! He meant to say. Long slender legs topped out at a red muff he could not have smelled from where he sat, though a heady scent was in his nostrils. A belly button midway the swell of her young abdomen and two sweet, pert tities were capped with marachino cherry colored nipples.
With the throb of 10 all American pistons, the Viper blew by him.
If only the van could pump like Hank's heart, it would easily have kept up.
The exit for I 75 came and went, but Hank headed west. He was gonna find that girl.
OOC
Henry (Hank) is a rambler. Inherited half a million from a distant uncle, Hank invested almost all of it and hit the road with 20 grand.
Without a specific goal in mind he thought he'd tour the states. A sister in Columbus would be his first stop. Hadn't seen her in a dog's age.
Having dropped out of school, Hank had no carreer to speak of or to leave behind. He kept a large box of carpentry tools in the big van, just in case he felt like making a little cash, but just now that was not what was on his mind...The van was fitted with a convertable sofa/bed, 2 captains chairs, a table, fridge full of libations, and a box full of toys(?).
Hank is 6' 2", not buffed, but fit from working outdoors, tanned, with a gap toothed smile and sandy hair that blew out the open window.
IC
Eastbound on 64 should connect with I 75 No here in Lexington, somewhere, he thought. "Shit, what a time to be rolling a number." The exit flew by. "Now I gotta come back around."
Two ramps later Hank hit the gas to get up to speed.
A Viper appears in the rear view mirror and quickly comes abreast of Hank's window. Before it shoots by (at what must have been 85+), Hank turns to nod in a neighborly way. The joint drops from his open mouth.
Sitting there, pretty as you please, was a girl looking up at him, smiling broadly and fluttering her eyelashes.
Holy cannoli, that girl was stark naked! He meant to say. Long slender legs topped out at a red muff he could not have smelled from where he sat, though a heady scent was in his nostrils. A belly button midway the swell of her young abdomen and two sweet, pert tities were capped with marachino cherry colored nipples.
With the throb of 10 all American pistons, the Viper blew by him.
If only the van could pump like Hank's heart, it would easily have kept up.
The exit for I 75 came and went, but Hank headed west. He was gonna find that girl.
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Hank pulls in for coffee.
Feeling a little disapointed, Hank slumped into the red sparkly vinyl booth. He had been wishing he could have caught up with that girl in the viper.
The menu promised a special on grilled cheese and fries.
The waitress waltzed over as Hank was absorbed in the selection of steaks. Looking up, he forgot all about food.
Stacked is the word for her figure. Literally bustin out of her too short white uniform. The gap between buttons showed red lace carressing milky white globes.
When he could tear his eyes of her cleavage he saw her smiling thru the chewing gum pencil and order pad at the ready. "what'll it be, Chief?" , she licked her red framed lips, her mouth open enough for Hank to see most of her teeth were there.
"Uh, steak and eggs" he paused, "..any other specials today, maybe a tuna melt?" He looked up at her questioningly.
She just kept smiling. Hank couldnt tell if she was considering his question or if she had dismissed it.
"Uh, ok, steak and eggs, rare and over easy."
She nodded, called out "number 4, rare and easy"
A voice called back "Special Ginger, comming up"
It was then Hank noticed the waitress had a name tag, pinned to her collar so as not to spoil the view, he supposed.
It read 'Ginger'.
"You got a bathroom?"
"Follow me" she turned and wagged her cheecks down the aisle.
Hank followed like a puppy.
Ginger pointed down a hall, past a screen door out to the patio/rear lot.
Hank grinned ear to ear, there was the Viper, parked under a tree.
Feeling a little disapointed, Hank slumped into the red sparkly vinyl booth. He had been wishing he could have caught up with that girl in the viper.
The menu promised a special on grilled cheese and fries.
The waitress waltzed over as Hank was absorbed in the selection of steaks. Looking up, he forgot all about food.
Stacked is the word for her figure. Literally bustin out of her too short white uniform. The gap between buttons showed red lace carressing milky white globes.
When he could tear his eyes of her cleavage he saw her smiling thru the chewing gum pencil and order pad at the ready. "what'll it be, Chief?" , she licked her red framed lips, her mouth open enough for Hank to see most of her teeth were there.
"Uh, steak and eggs" he paused, "..any other specials today, maybe a tuna melt?" He looked up at her questioningly.
She just kept smiling. Hank couldnt tell if she was considering his question or if she had dismissed it.
"Uh, ok, steak and eggs, rare and over easy."
She nodded, called out "number 4, rare and easy"
A voice called back "Special Ginger, comming up"
It was then Hank noticed the waitress had a name tag, pinned to her collar so as not to spoil the view, he supposed.
It read 'Ginger'.
"You got a bathroom?"
"Follow me" she turned and wagged her cheecks down the aisle.
Hank followed like a puppy.
Ginger pointed down a hall, past a screen door out to the patio/rear lot.
Hank grinned ear to ear, there was the Viper, parked under a tree.
OOC: sufi, I don't know if you've read the board rules but your not allowed to control other people's characters. I'm not parked because I haven't said I've parked yet.
IC:
Driving down the highway, I neared a rest stop. "Should I drop you off here?"
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Driving down the highway, I neared a rest stop. "Should I drop you off here?"
Welcome back.I went into the womens room to brush my teeth and wash up a bit. The mens room was closed for cleaning. Poor guys, I thought. The womens room was a little dirty, but not too bad. Seeing as there was no one around, either at the stop or in the bathroom. I decided to just clean up in front of the row of sinks. So, I slipped off my shorts and started lathering up . . .
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The viper roared, spit rock, and sped away
I decided to drain the lizard and think about something besides how fast I can get hard.
Hunh, 'Out of order', the sign doesn't give a guy much choice.
The door to the ladies room swung easily, there, barefoot on the gray tile was the girl. Taking a bath without the tub.
Again, I had to pick my jaw up off the floor. As she turned, I managed a smile.
"Hi." I said lamely. "Uh 'scuse me. I didn't think anyone else was around."
I decided to drain the lizard and think about something besides how fast I can get hard.
Hunh, 'Out of order', the sign doesn't give a guy much choice.
The door to the ladies room swung easily, there, barefoot on the gray tile was the girl. Taking a bath without the tub.
Again, I had to pick my jaw up off the floor. As she turned, I managed a smile.
"Hi." I said lamely. "Uh 'scuse me. I didn't think anyone else was around."
"Oh shit," I said. Well, at least the guy was pretty cute. I was blushing furiously. I tried to cover up as quickly as I could. Oh shit, my top and shorts were on the counter right next to him. Crap, I'd left the rest of my belongings out one of the tables outside.
"Um, do you mind tossing me my clothes," I asked cautiously.
"Please?, and could you turn around."
"Um, do you mind tossing me my clothes," I asked cautiously.
"Please?, and could you turn around."
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Hank meets our heroine
I don't even hear her request for her clothes, or realize she is embarrassed.
"Is it a lifestyle thing, always being naked? Or am I just lucky?
Oh, sorry, here." I fumble the wad of skimpy cotton on the table next to me and between us they fall into a rank puddle on the floor.
The look on her face says she can't believe this is happening.
I succeed in choking back a guffaw.
"Oh Geez. What a mess." I lunge for the pile, hoping to rescue this wonderful girl's clothes before they soak up all of what's on the floor, but it's too late. I hold them up dripping and look at her like a bassett hound and realize she's still naked .....
and absolutely beautiful. My gaze must have lasted many seconds, I was lost in her.
I don't even hear her request for her clothes, or realize she is embarrassed.
"Is it a lifestyle thing, always being naked? Or am I just lucky?
Oh, sorry, here." I fumble the wad of skimpy cotton on the table next to me and between us they fall into a rank puddle on the floor.
The look on her face says she can't believe this is happening.
I succeed in choking back a guffaw.
"Oh Geez. What a mess." I lunge for the pile, hoping to rescue this wonderful girl's clothes before they soak up all of what's on the floor, but it's too late. I hold them up dripping and look at her like a bassett hound and realize she's still naked .....
and absolutely beautiful. My gaze must have lasted many seconds, I was lost in her.
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