Vacation gone wrong ((Closed for Rick345))

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Name: Christie Allen
Age: 19
Height: 5’8’’
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair: Dark brown, wavy
Eyes; Bright green
Other; 36DD, curvy body

Christie placed her back in the car before closing the back door of my Ford F-150 and looking back at my father. “There, all done.” She said with a smile before holding out her hand. “Now, I really need to get going before traffic gets to bad dad.” She told him, waiting for him to give her the keys.

He tapped his foot on the gravel driveway, his hands buried in his pocket. “You have your phone and your car charger?” He asked her. “Your grandparents live-”

“Five hours away dad! I can drive that far. I’m not 16.” She interrupted. “Come on, I already told you, I’ll call you every hour.” She reminded him.

He waited another moment, before he pulled the keys out of his pocket and threw them at her. “I want to be called every hour, on the hour young lady. If your even one minute late, I’ll come down here myself and get you.” He told her.

“Got it!” She caught the keys and opened the door and got in. She put the keys in the ignition and started the car up before looking out the window at him. “I’ll call you later, love you.” She blew a quick kiss in his direction before she grabbed the wheel and took off down the drive way, leaving her father standing in the dust.

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After only 2 hours of driving on the highway an emergany broadcast came on the radio, talking about a crimal escaping from the jail house. The jail was right in the middle of her house and her grandparents, but Christie didn’t worry about it. She thought, What are the chances of me meeting this crimal? Besides, I’m a hour and a half away from the jail. They police will probably catch him by them. Done with the topic of the crimal, Christie turned onto a music channel and hummed to the song as she continued on her way.
 
Sam "The Snake" Simmons
AKA 1A373291
Age: 36 years
Height: 6 foot
Weight 185 pounds
Build: Muscular
Hair: Black and short
Eyes: Dark brown

The wind bustled his jet black hair as little dust devils danced about on either side of the only road within miles. He couldn't believe how easy it was to just walk away from the prison work release detail. That day he and five other inmates had been assigned to work in a local restaurant and two hours into shift he asked the restaurant manager where the restrooms were. The manager didn't even look up from the cleavage of the teenage waitress he had be ogling and just pointed his finger down the hall.

Sure enough ten yards down the hall he began to notice the rank stench of urine and as he turned the corner he came face to face with two doors each painted glossy black. The black and white block lettering on the doors was faded and peeling the one on the left ME with the top screw attaching the N missing so the N hung upside down. The door on right labeled W MEN the O missing all together. Causing him the stop just a moment and shake his head before walking toward the door directly infront which caught his eye.

In red and white lettering crudely stenciled were the magic words FIRE EXIT. As his hand came in contact to the cold bass colored bar he froze for just a minute then pressed it fully expected the alarm to sound but, there was only silence as the door flew open leaving him squinting into the noon day sun just two steps and passed threshold to freedom after nine long years in the slammer.

He broke into a run the wind whistling past his ears the ally behind the restaurant was long and narrow and only sound he heard a dog somewhere in the distance yapping to chase away some intruder. It was a sharp snappy kind of yapping, joined in chorus with the shouts of a woman's whine, "Shut up you stupid dog”, and a door slammed and then the only he heard were the scrapes of his prison issued work boots hitting the pavement. His heart felt like it were about to bust out of his chest and his breath became labored just when he thought he couldn't take another step he spotted a white Ford van. He slowed for just a moment his eyes shifting left and right passing the van in a slow nonchalant stroll peering inside and couldn't believe his eyes someone was foolish enough to leave the keys in the ignition.

He had nothing to lose so he hopped in, placed his hand on the key and grinned as the engine whirred and came to life. Twisting to the left looking over his shoulder verifying everything was clear behind him before turning around and buckling up taking a minute to adjust the mirror and squirm to comfortably seat to his six foot frame. With one more look around just to be sure the coast was clear he put it in drive stepped and the gas and sped down the alley turning right at the main street it wasn't much of a main street, it wasn't much a town one of those that if you blinked you missed it. He seen only one farm after leaving town and after thirty more miles he spotted exactly what he was looking for a small one pump gas station. He needed a little sending money and to ditch the stolen van. This one looked like a peace of cake he'd been knocking over gas stations since he was sixteen years old. Slowing the blinker making a tick, tick, tick sound he cased the place though the window he could see an elderly gentleman behind the counter and no one else in sight. The gravel crunched as in slowed and pulled up to the pump.

After putting it in park he rummaged through the grove box and under the seat looking for anything he could use to “persuade” the attendant to give him whatever money was in the till and by the looks of this place it probably wouldn’t be more than a couple of bucks but, ever the optimist he thought at least he could grab a couple of six packs to go…. His stomach started to churn he hated pulling off a job empty handed.

Just as looked as if he’d have to go in empty handed spotted the bluish gray metal between the driver's seat and center consol. Quickly grabbing the butt of the gun and yanking it free admiring the feel and balance of the 9mm Glock before thrusting it into the back of his pants while turning and walking toward the station fumbling with a map in his hands as it fluttered in the wind his steps brisk with nervous excitement. A little bell rang as it swung open with a tug.

"May I help you sir?"

Dropping the map and reaching behind himself in single fluid move he had the Glock trained on the old man before the paper hit the floor. "Give me all you money. NOW!", his pulse racing as the adrenaline surged through his body.

"Yes.... Just take it easy. You can have anything you want.", the old man's voice quaked.

The old man's hand trembled has his wet sweaty palm pressed the wag of green into Sam's greedy hand his fingers tightening around it like a claw.

"Now turn around.." Sam commanded.

Just as the his back was turned Sam flipped the gun grabbing the barrel and the two dull thuds were heard back to back. The first the sound of the gun butt slamming in the gray haired head and the second as the body crumpled to the ground and a sicking moan....

Within minutes Sam's expert hands has the unconscious body hog tired and shoved into a one camode bathroom a greasy rag stuffed into his mouth just in case he woke but, from the sound of the whack when the gun butt came down on his head that was unlikely. After tidying up he sat in the proprietor's chair and waited for his new ride to appear. The was the only gas station within 40 miles miles so surely someone would be by to ask directions, full up and get a candy bar or soft drink.... Setting on the round topped stool swiveling from side to side he waited as the sun kissed the horizon, it'd be dark in a half an hour or so.
 
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"Oh come on!" Christie said to herself as she looked at how much gas she had. It was at red and if she didn't did gas soon she would be stuck here. "I just got gas before I left." She banged on the wheel a bit annoyed with the truck and how much money she wasted on it each day, but she just had to deal with it. Right now, she had to find a gas station anyway.

She turned onto the very next exit she came to and drove down the dark road, looking around. It didn't come to mind that this was the area the crimal had escaped. She was way to freaked at how empty the road way and how pissed she was that she wasn;t going to get to her grandparents on time.

After driving down the road for at least 10 minutes, her phone rang, making her jump in her seat. The car swerved on the road for a second before she got control of it again and grabbed her phone. "Hello?"

"You didn't call." Her father said, sounding a bit annoyed. Chrsite looked at the clock over the radio and saw she was 1 minute past eight.

"Oh, yeah, sorry dad." She told him, just as she spotted a light in the distance. "I turned off on an exit and I'm looking for a gas station. I guess, I just forgot to call."

"We had a deal." He reminded me.

"Yes dad, I now we did." Christie smile widened whn she saw it was a gas station. "Look, I'll call you back in a few minutes after I get back on the road." She told him as she pulled up to a pump and turned the car off. "Give me like 10 minutes." Before he could say anything else, she closed her cell phone and opened the car door, stepping out.

Before going inside, I brushed off my denim shorts and grabbed my purse. she ran her fingers through her hair and walked to the front door, pushing it open, getting greeted by a small bell, "Hello!" Christie said to the man behind the counter, waving her hand to him before she went to the back, where the soda's were kept.

She took a minute to look through everything before grabbing a pepsi and walking back to the front of the store. She didn't think she needed anything else, seeing as she'd be at her grandparents in probably another hour and a half, maybe two. IF she got hungry, she could alway go to a fast food place anyway. So, she simple put the soda on the counter and started going through her purse, taking out $20.
 
Laying aside his gun he began rummaging through the cupboards and shelving under the counter finding nothing useful only dust layered on dust. He heard a creak and ring.... someone had just come in he had to pay it cool. He grabbed his gun putting his hand behind his back to conceal the weapon. Slipping it under his belt.

"Sorry I was just straighten up. Tell me if there's anything I can help you with. It's sure a beautiful day today isn't it.", extending himself to his full six foot stature. Smiling as he watched her dark wavy hair glimmering in sunlight bouncing with every step she took. His eyes savoring the soft supple curves of her well toned body. He smiled waving back as she waved in passing.

His nostrils flared catching a whiff of whatever fragrance she was wearing. The rich fruity earthy bouquet quickened his heart. His chest raising as he breathed deeply to capture moment before it vanished. He closed his eyes lost in his fantasy it took a moment after opening them to notice her shorts.... Mmmmmm short enough to expose the bottoms of her round sexy ass cheeks. His eyes drifted back and forth following the slow sway of her hips his tongue slithering out wetting his lips. His eyes locked on the line across the top of her legs were her shapely ass met equally shapely her legs. The way her ass jigged ever so slightly with every step awoken desires he had kept in check for nine long years.

She looked deliciously inviting as she sashayed toward the soft drink coolers as his eyes drawn toward her studying every single inch of what she was showing. He felt a stirring in his pants he had repressed while in the slammer. What's the point of having a hard on if you have no one to enjoy it with until now... Rubbing his jaw to feel if he were clean shaving after all he considered he might get lucky tonight...

As she reached down and took a Pepsi from the cooler the hem of her shorts rose up a little causing the swelling in his pants responded in kind. His hard-on growing he couldn't keep his eyes off her breasts bouncing with every step. That is until she stopped and placed her drink on the counter and slid a twenty toward him.

"Is there anything else today?", smiling as he spoke then suddenly he heard some kind of musical tune coming from her purse.

"You better get that... It may take a minute to get this old cash register open it a cantankerous old thing. But, I'll have you on the road in no time I promise you that.", his dark brown eyes locked on hers his voice soft and soothing.
 
Christie didn't notice how good the cashier looked until she was standing in front of the counter, his dark eyes staring into her's. He didn't have that stupid long hair cut that most men did now to cover their eyes. lt's like they thought they had more control over the women if they couldn't see your eyes. Bull! Slowly, her eyes traveled down the top half of his body that wasn't hidden by the counter top. He must work out quite along because he was ripped.

He had that whole, bad boy look going on. Which, Christie just couldn't help but eat up. She'd always had a weak spot for those kind of men. Probably because of the way they acted in bed, always such animals! Hmmm, l wonder how he is? How all that muscle, would feel against my tiny body.

The only reason she tore her eyes away from his chest was because of his question. "l just need a tank of gas and that will be all. Thank you." Christie leaned forward, rested her hands on the counter, making sure not to keep them from covering her cleavage. The top she wore was nice, tight, and low cut. Perfect to show herself off to him.

Then her cell rung. With a sigh, she pushed off the counter and reached into her purse, pulling out her phone. Damn it dad! "Umm thank you sir. l'll be right back." Shw told him before she backed up and turned around before opening her cell phone, "What?" Christie asked, her voice a bit snappy.

"You hung up on me, didn't you? Christie l wasn.t done talking to you yet!" He told her, the sound of how pissed he was clear.

"Daddy, l'm busy, okay." She whispered. "l'll sorry l hung up, but l'm about to fill the car up. Then l promise, l'll call you."

He was silent for a moment before he sighed. "Alright baby. Call me, love you."

Christie smiled a bit. "I love you too. Bye." She told him before hanging up and turning back to the cashier.

"Did you get it open yet?"
 
Rattling the cash drawer and franticly stabbing every key with his index finger the tiny beads of perspiration multiplied on his furrowed forehead his frustration grew. He thought about pulling his gun and just shoving it in her gut bending her over the counter tearing off those skin tight shorts and ramming his throbbing cock deep in her fuck hole or just dragging her off somewhere and fuck her six ways to Sunday.

He’s probably be the first cock she’d ever had she looked so young so innocent. But, in New Mexico kidnapping would get you life and it would be his third strike and that could mean the firing squad or hanging… The muscles in his neck tighten at the thought. No he had to think of a plan…

"Did you get it open yet?"

“No, I’m sorry. To be honest this is my first day here and the old man that owns the place showed me how to open it just once. Then he disappeared I haven’t seen him since I guess he’s tired up somewhere. You can go pump your gas and maybe by that time I‘ll figure out what I‘m doing.”, looking into her eyes smiling as he spoke.

His eyes drawn to the two large white mounds of womanhood she was practically shoving in his face. He was mesmerized by the way her breasts seem to raise slightly with each breath she took.

Dragging his eyes away he leaned toward her his eyes flashed, “I don’t mean to get into your family business and I didn’t mean to over heard your conversation but, I got’a say…. What is your Dad’s problem it sounded like he treats you like a little girl and form where I'm standing what I see is grown woman or can handle anything that comes up…”
 
"Oh. l can't believe he would just leave before making sure you know what you were doing." She said to him as she pulled back on her spot on the counter. "What a ass!" She tugged at the hem of her shirt a bit, pulling it down more so he could see more of her perky, round tits. She watched as his eyes went down to stare at them. Damn, it's to bad l have to go. She thought, a bit upset.

"Please take your time. If you can't get it open by the time l get back, you can keep the change. I don't mind." When his eyes went back to her's, she gave him a flashy smile.

"l don't mean to get into your family business and l didn't mean to over heard your conversation but, l got'a say... What is your Dad's problem it sounded like he treats you like a little girl and from where l'm standing what l see is grown woman or can handle anything that comes up..."

"Oh well..." With a sigh she stand up straight. "He just worries to much. I keep tell him to stop, but being his only daughter he wants to make sure l'm doing okay." Christie brushed her hair out of her face as she moved away from the counter to the door.

When she reached the door way, she turned back to him with a grin. "By the way, you look like a man who can handle a lot too. With all those big muscles. Hmm, l wonder if you have anything else big on you." With a quick wink, she walked out. The bell ringing behind her.

Christie walked to her car, her body on fire. She'd never acted like that with any other guy besides a boyfriend. Flirting with a stranger like that was a big step for her. Especially someone sooo hot! When she got to her car, she opened up the gas tank the grabbed a pump, putting it inside. She leaned up against rhe cold metal of the car as she waited for her car to fill up.
 
He couldn't tare his eyes away from the luscious round tits has she pulled on her dress exposing the slightest bit of circular pinkness. It was all he could do to keep from drooling. The friction caused by her pulling and tugging on her dress transferred to very subtle almost imperceptible sifts in the silky lining of her bra. The silky caress of the lining causing her ever sensitive nipples to swell and harden until they looked like two small bullets pointing outward straight at him. Like he was a target and she was aiming straight at him.

It was all he could do to keep from reaching across the counter and grabbing her shoulders and pulling her toward him. To grind those perky mounds into his chest to feel the soft plumpness of her lips as they kissed. The thought of her full moist lips parting yielding allowing his thick meaty tongue to slip inside was maddening. He shook his head trying the dislodge those thoughts. Her voice finally bringing him around.

"By the way, you look like a man who can handle a lot too. With all those big muscles. Hmm, l wonder if you have anything else big on you."

He could feel his body grow hot his heart pounding like it were about to jump from his chest. When she winked it was almost too much as his already hard cock throbbed in response. Ahhhh what could he do he had to have her his eyes locked on her shapely ass as he watched her hips sway through the dusty glass of the door the bell still ringing in his ears... He couldn't let her get away... He couldn't!

As she leaned back against the car her skirt raising slightly the sight burned into his brain. Like his whole body was consumed by one thought his total attention was focused on the hemline of her skirt praying that a gust of wind would come along and expose what lay beneath.

'Come on God just one little peak and I'll never do wrong again... I promise', he muttered to himself. He could feel his cock harden. He had to get some relief as he reached into his pocket and felt a budge.... It was the money he forgot the money. His hand tighten around it like a claw, pulling out the wad of cash it looked like welted lettuce between his fingers.. He reached behind and pulled the gun from his belt and thrust it into his heft pocket. It was time she and I take a little drive and have a little private time he decided.

Running toward the door he tackled it and it flung open, " I got the cash register open! Here's your change, waving the green wad franticly."

The gravel crunching beneath his feet as he ran. His feet sliding on the gravel his he raised his hands to stop himself but, it was too late it was all he could do to stop himself from slamming into her as he came to rest his hands gripping the roof on either side of her. His torso coming to rest pressing against her soft firm body her perky tits pressing into his chest as she found herself pinned against the car..
 
" I got the cash register open! Here's your change, Christie jumped a bit when she heard him yelled. She had been so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t hear the door open. She turned her head and watched as he ran towards her, waving the money around in the air, which made her want to laugh. Before he got to her, she took the pump out of the car and placed it back.

When she looked back at him, it was just in time to have him smack into her and have her pinned against the car. Christies body bounced off the car door as she hit it then pushed into his before she regained her balance and looked up at him. “Are you o-” She stopped in mid sentence, finally realizing just how close he was to her. How his body pressed up against her in way that made her heart seem as if it would stop at any second.

Her breasts were smashed up against his chest, her hips were pressed just above her’s and… Oh god. She could feel something hard press against her thigh. Without telling it to, her body pressed even harder against his her hands going up to grab onto his shoulders, trying to get even closure to him.

“Are you okay?” She asked, her voice a soft whispered as she stared up into his eyes. “You didn’t hurt yourself?” Now that was a dumb question. With him looking the way he did, how could he hurt himself but sliding into me? If anything I should be making sure I’m alright. She squirmed a bit, accidentally grinding herself against him as she did.

Nothing feels broken so I must be okay.
 
He was stunned by the collision it took seconds to realize what had happened as he felt her hands seize his shoulders. Her bright red polished nails biting into his back like a cat hanging on to a tree trunk for dear life. As she relaxed and eased her grasp her nails left ten tiny semi-circular indentations on his upper back hidden by the blue denim work shirt he wore. The short selves of his shirt tighten around his biceps as his finger tips pushed his upper body away from the car only slightly

They were still so close he could feel the heat of her breath as she spoke, her voice just above a whisper soft and caring like a tender caress, “Are you okay? You didn't hurt yourself?”

Before he could answer he felt her squirm her the soft warmth of her body grinding against his cock. The stiff rod so hard it was super sensitive even to the barest of touches the unintended contact of her squirm causing an urge to swell up in his loins and erupt in a slow long breathless moan as it released itself through his lips..... Instinctively his hips lunged forward seeking what he desired. His throbbing manhood as if having a mind of its own and with only a single consuming thought twitched involuntarily... His hot shaft indenting the firm toned flesh of her upper thigh pinning her even more tightly against the cold metal of the car....

"I'm OK are you OK... Are you sure you are hurt anywhere?", his eyes locked onto hers their piercing green color holding his gaze but, only for seconds. His attention drawn to the round full softness of her tits with a power he couldn't resist as he pushed his torso away slightly so they were no longer mashed into his chest. Looking down on her mesmerized him as he stared for one long moment watching her breasts heave and fall as she caught her breath. His arms still entrapping her his hips still pressing into her his cock still enjoying the firm warmth of her thigh. Her dark lustrous hair tickling his face as it was stirred by a sudden guest of wind.

With a sly grin his eyes not looking up, "Well I'm glad your not hurt I wouldn't want to hurt you. But, it was pleasure bumping into you", finally looking up winking as he spoke...

Forgetting what he was holding he relaxed his grip for just a moment and that's all it took for the wind to grab the money from his hand flinging it in all directions like confetti at a wedding...

"You gott'a help me... Oh shit!", he shouted breaking the embrace turning and began chasing the green papers as they swirled and danced just out of reach.
 
Her breath caught in her throat when she felt his hips thrust forward, hitting hers. Right then she could feel just how hard he was, how much he wanted her. Her eyes closed for a moment as she enjoyed the feeling of his body against her‘s. The only reason she even she even opened the was because of his question, "I'm OK are you OK... Are you sure you are hurt anywhere?"

“No, I’m fine.” She said sweetly, giving him a smile. “You didn’t hurt me.” She reassured him before his eyes dipped downwards, towards her chest. She thrust her chest out more for him, a silent ‘go ahead and look’ juster. This wasn’t the first time a man openly looked at her tits, but this was the first time she allowed it. Especially a man standing with his body pressed against her own.

“Well I'm glad your not hurt I wouldn't want to hurt you. But, it was pleasure bumping into you"

Christie grinned at him, “You should do it more often.” She told him as she rubbed his shoulders a bit, gentle massaging them. It was really nice until the wind blew and sent the money flying. Before she knew it he was pushing off the car and away from her, running after the money. She watched him for a moment, seeing him chase the money before she ran after him to help catch ot before it all blew away.

She waited until she hit the floor before she bent over and grabbed then, holding them tight in one hand. It didn’t really accurr to her that every time she bent over to grab some, her skirt would ride up and her black panties would be on full display.

The whole time she was running after the money, Christie was laughing. Unable to help herself.
 
Running around chasing the money accross the parking lot was all he was thinking about until out of the corner of his eye he spotted Christie bending over and snatching two bills from the ground. He was struck still as her skirt rose up when she bent over exposing the sheer black panties hugging dearly to the firm round perfectly formed cheeks of her sweet sexy ass.

His cock sprang to life swelling to its fill eight and a half inches his mind racing with lusty thoughts at the sight before him. It drove him crazy that the panel in the crotch of her panties blocked the view of her pussy. But, that didn't stop him from fantasizing about grabbing her by those round full hips and ramming his stiff hot throbbing cock into her sweet young cunt and fucking her doggy style. Till they both cum and collapsed in a heap on the grass left panting for breath...

When she finally gathered up the last dollar and started to stand up right he slowly quietly walked up behind her and reaching out and took her by the hand spining her around wrapping both arms around her squeezed her tight and said, "I sorry but you were driving me crazy."

As he pulled her close they bodies molding themselves to each other as he tilted his head slightly and pressed his lips to hers... Her lips were soft as rose pedals as he reached up and ran his finger through her hair gently pressing on the back of her heard bringing their lips together in a closer dance... His tongue slipping between hers and wetting her upper lip. He sighed as he squeezed her even tighter. Trying to wage his leg between hers. His right hand easing down her back his finger tips feeling a small tell tail dimple at the top of her right ass cheek as it slid past and grabbed the round firm flesh and squeezed.. His hand spread over her ass and pressed her into him.... Massaging the thing that just moments ago was the center of his attention.... His hand siding under panties his middle finger tracing the the warm moist crack of her ass downward as his kisses lightly brush the curve of her white slender neck. His kisses stopping for just a second as he perused his lips so close to her ear he could feel the moist heat of his own breath reflected back onto his face.

"What's your name?", he said almost panting almost breathless with passion. Looking into her eyes getting lost in the beautiful green which seems to sparkle up at him....
 
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