Jim Anderson whipped the steering wheel of his Jeep Wrangler hard to the right, squealing in delight as the car skidded in the sand. His cowboy hat went flying off to the ground in his wake, but he knew he would just go get it later. Right now, he was busy burning donuts in the bottom of the quarry.
"Weee!"
He laughed and spun the wheel hard left, almost toppling the jeep as it ran over some loose boulders.
Then suddenly, out of the dark pond in the middle of the quarry, a woman appeared. Hell it was barely a girl, so slender and small.
Jim could see her shaking. And his twenty five year old eyes noted she was naked. And his twenty five year old libido went racing out of control.
It was a deserted rock quarry, surrounded on most sides by cliffs, except for the steep gravel ramp that led down one face. The bottom of it was layered with soft sand and pebbles, and the occasional boulder or stone. In its center was the usual pool of dark and cold water that most quarries seemed to naturally collect.
And this was Jim's special place to cut loose.
He was a farm hand on a nearby property owned by some company or other. He hardly ever got to go into town, and when he did, he usually left with a few bruises. His natural good looks got him in good with the ladies, but in bad with the boys. It only made him laugh, he didn't give a damn about what anyone thought of him.
He was good in bed, and that counted more to him than respect from any hick town.
Respect? Honor?
A boy of the city needs not these things! An independent and self made man was what Jim considered himself.
One day, he might even work for himself. But right now, it was better to have someone else in charge.
So today was his slack off day, and he had come to the quarry to spin around in his jeep. Only had it for a year, he figured, so he might as well break it in.
And lo and behold, do mine eyes deceive me? he thought, looking at the girl who had wrapped her hands around her shoulders, covering her breasts.
Jim halted the jeep fast, near her. And then he just stared at her, a sly grin across his large mouth.
He got out of his seat.
He walked around the jeep, and non-chalantly strolled over to where his hat had come to rest. He picked it up, aware of the girl's eyes on his physique, and dusted the beige hat off, before replacing it on his head. He brushed one long lock of hair that just barely hung over his brown eyes to one side, and then folded his arms over his chest.
"Well well well, what ever do we have here," he said, grinning wide and showing his even white teeth.
Girls loved his smile.
This one just looked at him, blinking.
What to do, Jim pondered. Out in the middle of nowhere, and a goddamned naked girl shows up. No one around for miles, and suddenly he was finding himself with a raging hard on.
Jim smirked and walked over to his jeep.
"Here," he said, and handed the girl a blanket.
She put it around her shoulders and wrapped it around her legs, sitting on the ground, looking anywhere but at him.
What the hell, he thought. Naked out here? She must be in some sort of trouble.
And that meant she probably needed his help.
And THAT meant...he could ask for something in return.
God, he loved this game.
He crouched down, looking at her, still smiling broadly. Eventually, after she warmed up, she managed a small smile to him. Her eyes were dark, maybe blue? Very dark blue. And her hair was sleek and black, cut in a geometric fancy-dancy hairstyle.
This was no country girl, that's for sure, Jim knew.
"So, miss. How do you come to be out here all naked like this?"
She didn't answer.
"In some kind of trouble?"
He peered at her closer, then planted himself down beside her, looking around, then back at her. She had such white skin.
"Trouble?"
She nodded, a barely noticeable movement.
Jim spoke quietly, still smiling.
"Anything I can help with?"
The girl looked at him then, and her eyes were suddenly not so afraid. She looked him up and down, at his work shirt, at his jean cut-off shorts. Then she looked at his jeep.
"I need to get away from this place," she said in the eeriest voice Jim had ever heard.
"I can take you to the police station, if you like. It isn't too far, if you don't mind driving a bit."
The girl nodded slowly, and then stood up. Jim followed suit and moved to the jeep, turnig to see if she was following.
She stood very close to him, almost too close.
But she was naked, and Jim was good in bed, his mind told him.
He looked down at her, grinning as he did.
"I think I should drive," she whispered quietly, looking up at him, blinking.
Jim laughed, very loudly.
"Oh you do, do you!"
"Yes."
Jim hooked his thumbs into his waist band, taking a cocky position as he leaned against the side of the jeep.
"Convince me," he said, playing along.
"I need you to take your clothes off," the girl answered, surprising him.
He blinked a few times, and then shrugged. He tossed his hat into the back of the jeep, and looked at her. Then he undid the few done up buttons on his shirt and pulled it off slowly, making sure his chest moved forward as he slipped his arms free.
He had a good build, and he knew it. Nicely tanned skin over well padded muscles, he fit his clothes well.
The girl made no motion or sound.
Jim shrugged and slowly began to undo his belt. The buckle rattled slightly, and he pulled the belt right out of the loops, and tossed it to the back of the jeep. Then he kicked of his low cut work boots, and wiggled his toes in the sand.
Carefully, watching the girl's eyes watching him, he opened his shorts and exposed his cock to the sun and sky.
Jim was good in bed, he knew this. And a lot of it had to do with his equipment.
He pushed the jean shorts to his ankles, and then left them there.
"And now?" he asked in a smart-alec voice.
The girl dropped the blanket to the ground. She wasn't shivering anymore. Her skin was so white and pale, Jim reached out to touch one of the creamy shoulders. But she brushed his hand away, and lowered herself infront of him.
Surprised at her boldness, Jim recovered quickly and took his cock in one hand, putting the other on her head. Again, she brushed him away.
With her own hands, she held his cock stiff and straight out, and then looking up at him one last time, she pressed the cock into her mouth.
Jim tilted his head back, letting out a calm sigh.
This was grrrreat.
He had just come out here for a few hours of driving, maybe some spinning. Then out of the blue this peach of a girl shows up and is all over him.
It was great.
The girl moved her mouth off of him, and began to rhythmically jerk him off with one hand, while her mouth moved to kiss around his groin.
"Oh...yeah....." Jim moaned, grinning and then biting his lip as she nibbled on his balls. Then, he felt her bite a bit harder than he would have liked.
"Hey, careful there, now," he whispered.
And then, her teeth sank into his flesh, right at the base of his cock.
Jim's reactions were mixed, to say the least.
Her teeth were actually sharp, very sharp. So the pain was sharp, and although intense, it was not a dull aching pain like a dog or a person biting. And then she was licking where she had bitten him, and still jerking him off. So there were pluses here.
He felt a sudden elation, as he felt his balls tighten, and his cock throb. He was about to cum and it was going to be a doozy, he just knew it.
Jim rested his hands on the side of the jeep, and gripped it, to hold him up. The orgasm's build up was making him dizzy, something he had never felt before. But he didn't care, because it all felt so good.
The girl moved her hands over him, one on his cock, pulling at him, the other cupping his ass, nails digging in. And her mouth was going wild at the spot where she had bitten. He could hear her slurping even.
The spot was becoming numb, he thought to himself. Slowly, the numbness was creeping upwards, through his stomach, down his legs, up his spine.
She jerked him faster, masturbating him perfectly.
Jim found it hard to hold onto the jeep, and he sank into the driver's seat. The girl quickly pushed him back until he lay down, her face still buried in his groin.
And then, Jim came.
He came hard. And it felt like it went everywhere! But yet, he didn't feel any of it land on him.
Almost like his legs were disconnected.
His body, disconnected.
Jim was aware of the girl's mouth still at his groin, licking at his flesh, sucking at the wounds she had put there. They hurt now, slightly, kind of like puppy teeth marks, sharp and needle type of pain.
His head was foggy. God that was some orgasm!
It almost felt like some fantasy had been fulfilled.
The girl moaned, and her mouth vibrated over his skin. That spot seemed to be the only place that had any feeling left. And with every jab of her tongue into the wound she had made, Jim felt an equal stimulation of pleasure inside his brain.
He had no idea why. He had no clue of what was going on.
But for some reason, that seemed completely okay to him.
He was aware of the girl pulling him out of the jeep, then he thought maybe his head hit something. He blacked out, or at least, couldn't see anything for some period of time.
Then he saw her legs, where his head had lolled to one side. She was in the pool of water, washing something off of her face.
His cum, he bet himself. Hell yeah, he had cum so hard.
She walked towards him, and he had the weirdest wish, that she would lay over him and they would have passionate sex.
That would be the best, he thought giddily.
But instead, the girl put on his shorts, which she pulled from his ankles. She pulled his shirt on and rolled up the sleeves. She tied a knot in the tails of the shirt, just below her breasts, and left the buttons undone. Then she walked over him.
Jim was too weak, laying there in the sun and sand, to care that she climbed into his jeep and drove up the stoney ramp and took off, leaving him naked and half dead in the middle of no where.
Jim was also too high.

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