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Subject: {ASSM} The Hitchhiker (MF, MMMF, mast, mdom, anal)
Date: Wed, 10 Jan 2001 09:10:03 -0500
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THE HITCHHIKER 

Greg turned left, exiting the highway. It was early 
afternoon and he still a few hours drive ahead of 
him. But he wasn't in a hurry, and this alternative 
route was a bit more interesting. 

Someone stood at the side of the road. As he came 
closer, he saw that it was a young girl hitch-hiking. 
He slowed down. She was in her early twenties, he 
thought, had long red hair and a nice body, Her long 
summer dress had a floral pattern, and blew around 
her, occasionally revealing a pair of long, slender 
legs in a pair of red, high-heeled shoes. 

Greg wondered. She wasn't carrying any luggage and 
was hardly dressed for traveling. What was she doing 
here, off the main roads? 

He stopped the car, opening the door for the girl. 
She simply got in, closing the door after her. 

"Where are you going?" Greg asked. The girl looked at 
him, smiling quizzically. 

"Just drive. I'll tell you when," she said. She had a 
charming, hoarse voice. God, she was beautiful. Her 
green eyes were shining, and now he noticed that her 
cleavage offered a good view of a pair of round, 
shapely breasts. 

Greg started the car and drove off. 

"There's a forest up ahead," the girl said. "There's 
a place where you can stop the car." 

"Aren't you going any further?" Greg asked, somewhat 
disappointed. 

Smiling, the girl arranged her dress, showing Greg 
even more of her shapely legs. 

"Why go further?" she whispered. "I can hardly wait." 

Greg watched her slowly pulling her dress aside, 
exposing her thin, white lace panties 

"Wait?" Greg gasped. 

Beside him, the girl pulled aside her panties, 
letting him see the red hair of her pussy. She was 
already wet, and Greg watched her as she dreamingly 
slid a finger up and down her moist slit. She gave 
tiny, excited gasps, as she masturbated - right there 
beside him, as he tried to focus on steering the 
car... 

"We're almost there," she whispered. Greg woke up as 
from a trance. He had completely forgotten, where 
they were heading. 

They drove into the forest, and tall, summer green 
trees closed around the car. The girl was squirming 
in the seat next to Greg, forcing two dripping wet 
fingers into her pussy and slowly sliding them in and 
out. She had undone a few buttons, enabling her to 
massage her ripe breast with her other hand. "Mmm, oh 
yes," she gasped, as her entire body trembled. 

Greg's cock was swelling in his pants, buzzing with 
lust. He knew the place they were heading for, and 
they were almost there. Here was the small clearing 
where you could pull over and park. And this was 
where ... 

"Ohhh," the girl suddenly screamed. Forcing two 
trembling into her wet pussy, she fell forwards, 
resting her face on the dashboard. Her entire body 
shook as the orgasm flowed through her. 

Watching the girl orgasm drove Greg crazy with lust. 
He pulled over into the clearing, braked hard and 
jumped out of the car. Then he opened the door next 
to her. She still lay moaning over the dashboard. 
Greg's cock was hard as bone in his pants. Grabbing 
the dazed girl, he pulled her out of the car. 

"Come on," he ordered. The girl tumbled out through 
the door, and Greg placed her on her back on the hood 
of the car. Then he stood next to her face, 
unbuttoning his pants. His cock had never been this 
hard. 

"Suck my cock," he gasped, as she grabbed his stiff 
tool, putting it to her lips. Her tiny, wet tongue 
carefully licked around the swollen helmet. Then, 
parting her lips, she started sucking the head of his 
cock with wet, smacking sounds, as Greg moaned out 
loud. 

"Yeah, that's good. Suck it!" 

Brutally grabbing the back of the girl's head, he 
forced his cock into her mouth as far as it would go. 
Slowly he slid it in and out, in and out, as she 
sucked and slurped. The rock hard cock glistened from 
the girl's saliva, as Greg fucked her mouth with 
long, deliberate strokes. 

Suddenly he noticed that the girl had started 
masturbating again. She lay on the hood of the car, 
her legs spread wide and both hands in her panties, 
eagerly stroking and rubbing her pussy. Greg pulled 
his cock out of her mouth and held it in his hand. 

"You want it in your pussy?" he gasped, showing his 
erect, wet cock to the girl. "You want my hard cock 
in your randy pussy?" 

"Oh yeah," she whispered. "Fuck me. Fuck me with your 
big cock!" 

Greg turned the girl over and placed her feet on the 
ground, making her bend over on the hood of the car. 
He pulled off her panties, lifting her dress up over 
her delicious, round ass-cheeks. Teasing he inserted 
a finger in her hot, succulent pussy. He let the 
finger probe her wet slit, massage her pussy lips and 
stroke her clit. 

"Mmm, yes," the girl moaned, lustily writhing on the 
hood. 

"Is it good?" Greg asked hoarsely. "Is this what you 
want?" 

"Gimme your cock!" she whispered. "Fuck me!" 

Smiling, Greg placed the tip of his hard cock at the 
mouth of the girl's pussy. Her red pubes tickled his 
helmet, as her labia trembled from the pressure of 
his cock. Standing like this he quickly undressed 
completely, while the girl, still in her summer dress 
and high-heeled shoes, gasped with anticipation. As 
Greg stood stark naked behind her, he grabbed her 
ass. 

"Are you ready for some serious cock?" he asked. 

"Mmm," she whimpered, biting her fingers with 
unbearable excitement. 

At the same time Greg thrust the entire length of his 
long cock into the girl's pussy. "Ohhh," she screamed 
out loud, as he immediately started pumping 
forcefully in and out of the girl's pussy. 

"Oh yes," oh yes" the cried out hoarsely, throwing 
her self about. Sweating, Greg bent over her, holding 
her wrists down on the hood, as he fucked her 

"Is it good?" Greg whispered into her ear. "Is it 
good to get fucked?" 

"Yes - yes - yes," the girl gasped in time to the 
hard thrusts of his cock. "I'm coming. Fuck me hard!" 

He pulled out of her pussy, turned her onto her back 
on the hood and spread her long, slender legs, 
placing her calves on his shoulders. With the fingers 
of one hand he parted her wet, swollen labia, as his 
other hand guided his cock into her again. Gasping 
hoarsely he slid it in and out, slowly in and out. 

"Play with your pussy," Greg whispered. "Play with 
your randy pussy, while I fuck you!" 

The girl stared at him, her mouth open and her cheeks 
flushed. She was very close to orgasm. Quickly she 
raised her head, looking down at her own pussy and 
Greg's hard, pumping cock. With the fingers of one 
hand she parted her pussy lips, the other just grazed 
her swollen clit. The girl jerked from her own touch. 

"Ah," she cried. She couldn't take it. 

"Keep going!" Greg commanded. "I wanna watch you 
masturbate, while you get fucked!" 

Eyes closed, she started massaging her clit. "Oh no," 
she whimpered, "it's so good ... fuck me ... I'm ... 
coming." 

The girl let out a loud scream as she came. She threw 
herself about on the hood with ecstasy. Greg had to 
grab hard onto her shoulders to keep her still. 

The girl's orgasm made Greg want to come, too, and he 
increased the speed of his fucking. With full force, 
he thrust his hard cock into the girl's pussy. 

"No," she whispered, "please stop..." 

"Oh yes," Greg hissed. "I'm gonna fuck you. Can you 
feel me fucking you, baby?" 

He was blacking out from lust. The girl's breasts 
were bouncing, and the car suspension rocked, as Greg 
plunged his explosive cock into her pussy again and 
again and again 

"Oh, I'll fuck you!" he shouted. "I'll squirt into 
you pussy!" 

Perhaps the girl climaxed again - Greg was oblivious 
to anything but his own pleasure. But suddenly he 
felt the semen bursting its way through his swollen 
cock. Sweating, he pulled out of her pussy, squeezing 
his cock in his hand. Trembling, he crawled onto the 
hood and kneeled down, straddling the girl's face. 

"Yeah," she whispered huskily. "Let me have your 
thick cum!" 

At the same moment, as if by command, his cock 
started ejaculating. 

"Aaah," Greg yelled, as long, white jets of hot semen 
pumped out of his cock. He sprayed the girl's face, 
her cheeks, her neck. She even opened her mouth to 
taste the last, creamy spurts. 

He sat for a while, lazily masturbating the last 
drops from his cock. "Great," she whispered. 
"Perfect," Greg replied. 

Exhausted, he crawled off the hood and collapsed in 
the gravel next to the car. There was a breeze 
blowing now, rustling through the leaves and cooling 
his naked skin. 

Greg stood up, somewhat unsteadily, and started 
dressing. The sun was still shining to the trees, and 
for the first time Greg noticed the sound of birds 
singing. But there was another sound, too. 

"Mmm. Mmm. Ohhh..." 

The girl had started masturbating again. She sat with 
her legs wide apart, stroking her naked pussy. Greg's 
fresh semen still glistened on her face. She looked 
at him longingly. 

"Oh, I'm so horny," she whispered. 

Greg was breathing heavily, completely exhausted. 

"Really?" he asked, out of breath. 

But the girl didn't answer. Closing her eyes and 
panting heavily, she slid a finger all the way into 
her soaking wet pussy. Greg put his clothes back on, 
watching the insatiably hot girl masturbating on the 
hood of his car. 

"All right," he said, though she probably didn't 
hear. 

He then went back to the road, the girl moaning 
behind him. 

There weren't many cars on the road. And he let the 
first couple of sedans pass: A single woman, a 
married couple, another single woman. But finally an 
old van came towards him, driven by to men in 
overalls. One was about forty, the other hardly a day 
over seventeen, presumably father and son. Perfect! 

Greg stood in the middle of the road in front of the 
van, making it pull over to the side and stop. The 
older of the two men seemed to be cursing at the 
interruption. As Greg went up to the side of the van, 
the young man opened the door. 

"You got a problem?" he asked. 

"Yeah," Greg responded. 

"What kind of a problem?" the oldest man asked, 
annoyed. 

Greg smiled. "I think it's one you'll enjoy! But you 
better take a look yourselves." 

Baffled, the two men looked at each other. 

"Okay," the oldest man finally said. They got out of 
the car and followed Greg into the clearing. "My name 
is Larson," the oldest man finally said, "and this is 
my son Billy. But what kind of a problem is it 
anyway?" 

"The best kind," Greg said. And now the two men 
caught sight of the girl in her summer dress writhing 
on the hood of his car. 

"Holy shit," the son said. "Is that...?" 

Larson laughed nastily. "I think we can handle that. 
Eh, boy?" 

They went to the car, where the girl now lay on all 
fours on the hood, her wet, slippery fingers sliding 
in and out of her pussy. She squirmed and panted 
heavily, her entire body trembling. Suddenly, she 
noticed Larson and his son. 

"Who are you?" she gasped, startled. 

"Yeah, I brought you something," Greg laughed. 

Larson and his son climbed onto the car, pulled the 
girl up on the roof and pulled off her dress. She was 
naked now, except for her high-heeled shoes. Greg saw 
the men's cocks already bulging beneath their 
overalls. 

"Are you ready, boy?" Larson asked. 

Nodding, his son unbuttoned his fly and pulled out 
his long, semi-erect cock. Larson placed the girl on 
her knees on the roof facing his son's cock. 

"Now you just start sucking, girl," Larson grinned. 

The girl opened her mouth, grabbed the son's cock 
with her slender fingers and guided it into her wet 
mouth. With wet smacking sounds, she sucked the long 
tool swelling between her lips, making it thick and 
hard as rock. The son moaned loudly. 

"So, boy, is she good?" his father asked. 

"Yeahhh..." the son gasped, grabbing the girl's hair 
hard. Then he started angrily thrusting his cock in 
and out of her mouth, the shaft glistening from her 
saliva. 

Larson lay down, his face behind the girl's ass, and 
started licking her pussy lips. His long wet tongue 
poked the girl's cunt - and then pulled out again. 
Then back - and forth. Licking and sucking her clit, 
he slid a finger into her pussy. He slid it in and 
out - and now two fingers, in and out, in and out. 
She wriggled her ass lustily. Greg watched them, 
fascinated. All you heard was the slurping noises 
coming from the girl's mouth and pussy and the son, 
gasping from mad excitement. 

"Oh yeah, suck my cock. It's so good!" he panted. 
Larson's face was red. 

"Damn, that's a tasty pussy," he whispered, finger-
fucking the girl with a vengeance. "Come back here, 
son." 

The son pulled his stiff, glistening cock out of the 
girl's mouth. Holding his big tool in his hand he 
crawled over her, as Larson placed the naked girl on 
her back. 

"Fuck her, boy," Larson said hoarsely, and the son 
assumed the position on the hood of the car between 
the girl's legs. In his hand he held his erect cock, 
pointing directly at her curly red pubes. Greg stood 
close to the car and saw Larson bending over the 
girl. 

"Get ready for some real cock, girl," he whispered 
into her ear. Slowly, his son pushed his stiff cock 
in between the girl's tender, wet labia, filling the 
entire length of her burning hot pussy. She moaned 
out loud, and he began pumping her thoroughly - long 
hard thrusts making her whimper and hold on tight to 
the roof of the car. 

"Yeah, that's good," the son grunted. Eyes glazed, 
Larson stared at his son's cock, sliding back and 
forth between the girl's red pubes. Now he, too, 
unbuttoned his fly and shamelessly began stroking his 
thick, swelling cock. 

"Can you feel his cock?" Larson whispered obscenely 
to the girl. "Can you feel him fucking you? Is it 
good? You like feeling his big cock in your pussy?" 

"Yes. Oh yes," she gasped. "Fuck me! Fuck me! I'm 
coming!" 

Rhythmically, the girl thrust her pelvis against the 
son's and threw herself about in ecstasy. Quickly, 
Larson grabbed her shoulders, pinning her to the roof 
of the car with his entire weight. 

"Aaah, I think I'm coming," the son gasped. 

"That's good, boy," Larson said. "Come on her tits!" 

The son pulled his throbbing cock out of the girl's 
pussy and stood over her torso. Moaning loudly, he 
stood stroking his big cock, pointing at the girl's 
naked breasts. 

"Play with your lovely tits," he gasped, and the girl 
obeyed, beside herself with lust. Hands trembling, 
she massaged her soft breasts, looking up at the 
young man who was masturbating like mad. 

In the meantime, Larson had assumed the position 
between her legs. And suddenly, with one brutal 
stroke, he thrust the entire length of his fat cock 
into the girl's pussy. She climaxed immediately. 

"Ohhh," she screamed, shivering from a violent 
orgasm, as she pushed her hips upwards to meet 
Larson's cock, holding onto the roof of the car. 

The son couldn't hold back, either. With a wild yell 
he let his cock ejaculate, shooting jet after jet of 
piping hot sperm from its swollen head onto the 
girl's naked body. 

"Yes. Yes. Yes," he shouted, masturbating wildly, as 
if to force every last drop from his heavy balls. 

"Suck him dry," Larson panted to the girl. And 
sitting up, she took the son's still twitching cock 
in her mouth. He let out an animal roar, as she 
sucked the last drops out of it. Exhausted, he 
stumbled from the roof of the car and fell down on 
the gravel, where Greg stood watching the show. 

Larson's cock had swollen to its full size inside the 
girl's quivering flesh. And now, slowly and steadily, 
he started fucking her. 

"Oh no," she whispered. "Please." 

Larson smiled fiendishly. 

"I'm gonna fuck your randy pussy," he hissed. "You're 
gonna feel my hard cock, until you pass out." 

He pumped her mercilessly with long, deep thrusts. 
All way in, out and all the way in again. She moaned 
quietly, her juices flowing around his thick, hard 
cock. Suddenly Larson pulled out and placed the girl 
on her hands and knees again. He knelt down behind 
her and grabbed her breasts hard. Then he thrust his 
tool into her from behind and kept going - in the 
same, slow, determined rhythm. 

"Mmm," she whimpered, "It's so big... I can't..." 

Greg had an erection again. Undressing, he started 
masturbating, watching the couple fucking on the roof 
of his car. Larson's face was bright red as he 
increased his rhythm, thrusting faster in and out of 
the girl's pussy. Sweating and grunting like an 
animal, he grabbed her hips hard, forcefully fucking 
her in an ever-wilder tempo. Greg saw his thick, 
soaking wet cock swell, ready to ejaculate. 

"Damn, you sexy cunt," he yelled. "You make me shoot 
my load!" 

Suddenly he pulled his fat cock from the girl's 
pussy, yelling wildly. 

"Aaah," he shouted as he came. Larson's thick, creamy 
semen shot in long, white squirts across the girl's 
ass-cheeks. 

"Ahhh," he grunted with satisfaction, standing up, 
his hand clutching his still erect cock. "That's a 
good little pussy!" 

Larson calmly wiped the sweat from his face, the last 
drops of sperm still dripping from his cock. But he 
wasn't done yet! Concentrating hard, he started 
masturbating, slowly and thoroughly. And moments 
later his cock was just as hard as before! 

Greg watched in disbelief, as Larson forced his rock-
hard cock up into the girl again, making her sob 
quietly. The son had recovered, too. He stood naked 
beside the car, smiling as he witnessed his father's 
virile performance. 

Greg was mad with lust. Determined, he climbed onto 
the car, showing off his erect cock to the girl. 

"Suck it," he ordered. The girl opened her mouth to 
his stiff cock and let him have his way, as he slid 
it in and out between her moist lips. 

Larson was pumping away inside her pussy, mad with 
ecstasy. 

"Fuck. I'm fucking you. Feel my hard cock," he 
murmured. But this time he couldn't hold out long 
before he surrendered. Grunting, he pulled out of the 
girl's pussy and starting pumping his second load 
onto her back. Gasping, he stumbled off the car and 
collapsed in the grass. 

Greg pulled out of her mouth, placed her on her back 
and rotated her 180 degrees so he faced her abdomen. 

He bent forwards, spread the girl's legs and forced 
his thumb into her tight ass. 

"Oh," she cried out. Slowly, Greg pulled his thumb 
out, instead grabbing his rock hard and dripping wet 
cock. He thrust his hips forward as hard as he could, 
and slowly his cock entered her tightest orifice. 

"Aaah," she screamed. "Yes. Yes. Fuck my ass!" 

Greg started pounding in and out of the girl's tight 
rectum. Staring at them, the son started 
masturbating. 

Lustfully, dreamily, the girl began playing with her 
pussy. Looking Greg deep in the eyes, she slid a 
finger all the way up into her pussy. Then she pulled 
out the soaking wet finger and put it to her lips, 
licking and sucking it with a randy smile. Greg was 
pumping away in her ass, ready to explode with 
excitement. 

"Yeah," the girl whispered. "You make me so hot. Give 
me your stiff prick!" 

One of her hands parted her labia; the other stroked 
her swollen clit, as Greg's bone-hard cock thrust 
hard into her ass. He felt his cock bulging, felt the 
unbearable pressure of sperm pushing upwards through 
the shaft. 

She was screaming now. 

"Yeahhh." Her pelvis was jerking so hard that Greg 
had to grab hold of her thighs as she threw herself 
about in her orgasm. 

"Come all over me," she yelled. "Give me your thick 
cum." 

Greg heard someone grunting uncontrollably. Next to 
the car, the son suddenly ejaculated. His semen 
pumped out of the head of his cock, thick white globs 
of sperm landing in the grass, where his father had 
fallen asleep. 

Now Greg couldn't control himself, either. Yelling 
madly, he pulled his cock out of the girl's tight 
ass, shooting his load. His cock started pumping long 
jets of white sperm over the girl's face, her breasts 
and her belly. 

"Delicious," she whispered, picking up globs of semen 
with her fingers to lick it up. She did this over and 
over. 

Exhausted, Greg sat down on the hood of his car, 
watching the trees, as Larson and his son collected 
their clothes and drove away. He and the girl were 
alone again, both of them naked and sweating. 

"Wanna hear something funny" she finally asked him. 

"Mmm," Greg said. 

"After the first time - I didn't really want to do it 
any more. I just wanted to see what you'd think of." 

Greg began to laugh. 

They laughed together. For a long time. 

---
(c) Bonfils 2000
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