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 Joy of Hitchhiking
   (M, f, first time, intimidation, sex, oral)
   By Bruce the Las Vegas Lipsmacker
   Summer 1969:
   "Read Joy, read!" mom shouted while pointing her finger towards the
hallway.  Just because it was summer-time, didn't mean her daughter could
take it easy.
   Fourteen year old Joy McMichaels, had just finished her freshmen year of
high school a few weeks earlier, she was hoping to be able to relax and
hang out with her friends but her mom had different ideas.  Mom was a
teacher and dad owned the only grocery store in town.
   Her green eyes, long eye lashes, cheek bones, full lips and barely
noticeable freckles high-lighted her innocent face.  She ran down the hall
with her head down, she was an obedient child and never talked back to her
mother.  She believed her mother was very smart and always right.
   She grabbed a book then sat down on her bed but stared off into space
instead of reading.  She daydreamed about the last day of 9th grade.  When
her friends told her about their hitchhiking experiences.  She remembered
them saying, "we met guys....I smoked a joint....a man felt my leg....one
old man asked me questions about sex, it was exciting."
   She jumped up off the bed and pulled some clothes out from her closet.
She looked in her full length mirror as she undressed.  Even though she was
only 14 she loved her very firm breasts.  She didn't need to wear her B cup
bra to hold them up, but her mom said it was the proper thing to do.
   "Men will stare at you!" she remembered her mom yelling advice.
   She slipped on a fresh pair of white panties, thought for a second, then
put her bra back into her dresser drawer.  Today, her very light brown
nipples and areolas would be free to move about.  On went her new black
denim cut-off skirt, a bright red multi-colored blouse with spaghetti
straps and buttons that ran all the way down the front.  The blouse was
heart shaped around the neck revealing her cleavage, and form fitting to
show off her small waist and tight stomach.
   "Wow!  I'm pretty." she said to herself, as she turned from side to side
while looking into the mirror.
   She put her below the shoulder, straight, light brown hair in a pony
tail, then threw on a brown leather vest with hanging dyed leather tassels
so that men couldn't see that she wasn't wearing a bra.  She kept on her
white socks and tennis shoes, then looked at herself in the mirror one more
time before climbing out of the window.
   The five foot one, ninety-nine pound teen walked a hundred yards, on
gravel, to get to the big road then stuck her thumb out.  She wanted to
experience something herself, rather than just read or hear about what
other people did.
   Joy stood by the road for a few minutes before a car came by.  She stuck
out her thumb with a smile on her pretty face but the car did not stop. 
The teen waited a few more minutes then came another car.  But, it too just
passed her by.
   "Hmmm.  This sucks." she thought to herself as she looked around, "it's
hot out here."
   Then she saw a blue VW van coming her way.  She stuck out her thumb,
waved it and smiled real big.  It seemed to work because the van slowed
down then came to a stop.
   "Well, how ya doing young lady?" the man asked, in a very deep voice.
   "Fine, sir." she answered, then thought, "he looks old, older than my
dad and a little over weight.  His arms are big like a football player, but
he seems nice."
   "Do you need a ride?"
   "Ah." she said with hesitation then thought, "come on Joy, he looks
okay, he looks clean and he sure has a nice smile."
   "Riding in a van is much better than walking.  It's getting hot out
here." the friendly, middle aged man said persuasively.
   She nodded her head then reached for the door handle, she felt a rush as
her heart sped up.  She wondered what kind of interaction they would have.
She got in, sat down then closed the door.  The white seat felt very warm
on the back of her bare shapely legs.
   "Fuck!  What a sexy little girl.  Her face is perfect.  I wonder what
she tastes like?" the 48 year old man asked himself as he stared at the
kid's smooth, shapely, legs.
   "Where you goin'?" he asked, as they drove away.  He glanced out the
window to see no one behind him.  Looking forward, there was no one in
front of him either.
   "Down the road to Cherryville.  I am going to visit my grandma, she's
not feeling well." Her grandmother did not live in Cherryville but that was
the first thing that popped into her head.
   "What's your name, kid?" he asked, still smiling.
   "Joy.  What's your name?" she was happy because everything seemed to be
going great, so far.  She couldn't wait to share this experience with her
friends.  She wondered if this old man had anything in common with her.
   "You can call me, Sir or Mister.  It's not polite for someone your age
to call an adult by their first name.  A lot of you young people today, are
not being taught about respecting their elders." he nodded to her, just
like her mom and dad would do, when sharing their wisdom.
   "Sorry, sir."
   "That's okay dear." his eyes alternating between the road and her legs.
His face was already smashed against her mound, in his mind.
   Her skirt was so short, he could see all the way up to her thighs.  He
knew, she wasn't wearing a bra because of how much cleavage he saw.  He
also thought he saw a nipple poking out the red fabric of her blouse when
she first got in.
   "She is a very naive but beautiful kid." he thought to himself, then
asked, "do you have a boyfriend?"
   "No.  My parents think I am too young to have a boyfriend." she answered
as she looked at his hands on the steering wheel, "oh my, his hands are
very big....and he's wearing a ring on his finger."
   "Are you married?" she asked her new friend.
   He smiled at the pretty girl but did not answer her question.  Instead,
he placed his big right hand on her small thigh.  It made her jump a little
and sent a tingle up her vagina.
   "Should I let him do that?  No one has ever touched my thigh before. 
He's not hurting me.  No one will know unless I tell them.  But, he's
married." the thought of him being a married man troubled her.
   "You sure are pretty." he said, soaking up her beauty from head to toe.
   "Thank you, sir." It made her happy to hear someone tell her that she
was pretty, especially an older, more experienced, adult.
   "How old are you?"
   "14." she looked at him then up at the road, but decided to let him
leave his big hand on her thigh, for no reason other than for the
experience and to brag to her little friends.
   "You have a real nice body, for a kid.  I see you have a mole on your
right breast.  That helps draw a man's eyes to your cleavage.  Men like
that, it gets them horny."
   She never liked that mole, she looked down to see that it was exposed
just like he said.  Her emotions about his comments were mixed and
confusing but she was soon distracted by his next question.
   "Have you ever kissed a boy?" he had a very attractive kid in his van,
he was going to take advantage and ask her any question he wanted, no one
would know.  Asking inappropriate questions, of young inexperienced girls,
turned him on.
   "No, sir."
   "Have you ever seen a boy's privates?"
   "My little cousin, Gary's"
   "How big was it?"
   She thought for a second then pointed to the top part of her pinky.
   The big man laughed out loud.  She didn't know why he laughed so hard
but it made her laugh too.  Sharing that laugh, with the big old man, made
her relax a little bit more.  He took that opportunity to move his hand up
and down her thigh.  Finally, letting it come to rest on her upper, most
inner, thigh.  His pinky, just half an inch from her vagina.
   The tingle came back stronger, but it felt wrong.  He was getting too
close to her private area.  Even though it excited her, she pushed his hand
away.  His face instantly grew serious.  He reached for her ponytail and
held on tight.  He jerked it but not hard, it was meant more of as a
warning.
   "Be nice!" he said in a mean tone then released her hair.
   He turned his van to the right, onto a gravel road.  She was scared.  He
had laughed, then got angry, then grew quiet, and now he was off the main
road.  Things were moving too fast for the inexperienced teen.
   "Mister, why did you pull off the road?  Where are we going?"
   "Calm down.  I want to show you something." he answered, without looking
at her.
   "My grandma is expecting me."
   "Then you should have taken a bus."
   He turned left off of the gravel road and onto a dirt road then stood on
it, until he was driving on grass, before stopping the van and turning off
the engine.  Now, she was really uncomfortable and scared.  They were
surrounded by big trees, tall grass and dark green bushes.  She figured she
must be about three to five miles from home.
   "You have a nice smile, I like it.  Smile." he told the girl.
   She was alone with a strange, big, much older man, so she thought she
better make him happy.  She smiled.  He reached across her body with his
left arm and lifted up her short skirt to look at her panties.  She shook
her head no and tried to back away, but where could she go, she was in his
van.  Her eyes showed her fear.
   "Keep smiling.  I like the way your cheek bones look when you smile." he
said, looking down at her clean white panties then turning his glance back
up to her young face.
   "Smile!" he shouted, the once nice man now looked angry.
   She obeyed nervously, showing all her perfect white teeth.
   "Keep smiling." he said, as he let go of her skirt and moved her leather
vest over to the side to give him better access to the buttons on her
blouse.
   She didn't try to stop him, instead her eyes opened wide and her
innocent face kept it's fake smile.  He unbuttoned four buttons on her
tight blouse and pulled it to the side.  Her right breast was exposed for
the first time in front of a man.
   "It's beautiful." he said, reaching to cup it then squeeze the nipple
gently.
   Her head was turned to the left, looking up to his face with innocent
doe eyes.  Her lips slowly closed.  Fear made her, slight body, tremble.
   "Smile!" he said loudly.
   He moved his hand away and placed it back down on her thigh but left her
tit exposed.  This time he moved his big hand under her black short skirt,
until his finger tips poked at her little slit.  She put her hand on his,
and tried to push it away again.
   "You're married, sir." she made a feeble attempt, acting like if she was
concerned about his wife but also hoping that he had some kind of
conscience.
   Again, he reached for her ponytail but this time pulled on it a little
harder, he raised his big hand near her face like if he was going to slap
her.
   "Be nice!  You want to get slapped!?!  I give you a ride and this is how
you treat me!?!" he said almost shouting, knowing they were far from the
main road.
   His voice was so deep that it did scare her.  He pulled her over closer
to him and put his big arm around her shoulders.  He used his other hand to
squeeze her tits then went down to her panties and rubbed her pussy.
   "If I want to touch your tits, I'll touch your tits.  If I want to rub
your pussy, I'll rub your pussy.  Understand?"
   The innocent teen with the nice firm tits nodded her head.  He grabbed a
handful of tit and squeezed it, while looking at her pretty face.  After a
few seconds he placed his big hand on her little pussy and rubbed it again.
Again, instinctively, she tried to push his hand away.
   For some reason she felt she had to protect herself down there.  When
the big old man touched her leg or boob she allowed it even though she felt
uncomfortable but she felt her vagina was super private.  This was getting
the big man very angry.
   "One more time!  One more time, and I'll hit you!" he said loudly,
pointing at her face with his left hand and jerking her ponytail with the
other.
   He unbuttoned the rest of her blouse, without interference.  Her tits
hung out, fully exposed.  Her firm B cups, fit nicely on her petite body.
He rubbed, squeezed and played with them before going down to her white
panties where he did the same thing to her pussy.  This time there was no
resistance from her at all.  She gave him what he wanted, total access.  He
did most of the touching with his left hand since his right still had a
good grip on her ponytail.
   "Good girl, good girl.  See, that isn't bad, is it?  Fuck, your pussy's
hot.  Come on baby, let's go outside." he said, taking his hand off her
panty covered pussy to open the driver side door.
   He stepped out the van, pulling her with him by her ponytail.  To
prevent any pain she jumped out, right away, and went with him.  They
walked around to the passenger side of the van, he holding her by her hair,
she with her head slightly tilted.  He leaned against his van.  He looked
big sitting down, but now she realized just how big he really was because
her eyes stared right into his barrel chest.
   "Do you want me to teach you how to kiss?"
   Joy looked up and shook her head no, "can I go now, sir?  Please?" she
asked, very respectfully.
   "If you kiss me, I'll let you go." he said, looking down at the small
teen.
   He could have forced her but it got his dick very hard when a young girl
kissed him willingly.  It made him feel good about himself, it made him
remember back when he was young and handsome.
   The little scared teen looked up to the big man and nodded her pretty
head.  "He'll teach me how to kiss, then let me go.  That's a good deal.  I
just don't want him to hurt me." she thought to herself.
   "Good.  Get on your toes and give me a peck."
   She got close to him, pressed her body against his, got on her toes and
kissed him.  He held her in his arms tightly, like a lover, and kissed her
back.  He kissed her lips and was satisfied, but only for a couple of
minutes.
   "Open your mouth and show me your tongue."
   He had a firm hold of the young teen, looking down right into her mouth.
She opened her mouth and stuck out her pink tongue.
   "Ah, yeah!  Pretty tongue.  Give it to me." he ordered.
   The little teen moved closer and touched her tongue with his.  He closed
his eyes, she left her's open.  Her little heart was beating fast.  The old
man did not shove his tongue in, he just slowly moved it against her's and
played with it.
   "Yeah, mmmm.  Wait, I have an idea." he said, letting her go, unzipping
his pants, pulling them down, then wiggling his cock in front of her.
   Joy's eyes almost popped out of her head.  She had no idea that a penis
could grow to be so big.  The thing was huge, it hung down, it looked
almost as big as her forearm.  She also noticed specks of white hair as the
long thing got closer to his body.
   "Pull it towards you while we kiss." he instructed, "pull on it, baby."
   She hesitated, she had never touched anything like that before.  He
pointed at her face.  "Don't fuck with me kid!  Don't make me angry!  Come
on, stop acting like a child.  You told me you were fourteen."
   Joy reached for the adult's cock and held it with her left hand, it felt
heavy and warm.  Her thumb and fingers were on top of his penis but could
not touch.  She noticed a thick vein running in between her thumb and
middle finger.
   Her soft palm held on to the bottom side of the piece of warm meat.  She
began pulling on it, just as his big hand reached for her ponytail.  He
didn't pull on it, he just wanted to hold it for control.  He closed his
eyes and started kissing her with his tongue again, enjoying her soft hands
massaging his fat cock.  Again, she kissed him but with her eyes wide open.
   "Oh fuck!  That feels so good, Joy." he told her, as their lips touched
and their tongues played with each other.
   He had one hand on her left tit and had released her ponytail to caress
her shoulder as they kissed.  The way he kissed, held and touched her, made
her relax.  She noticed his big penis was getting hard in her small hand,
she wanted to look down but that would mean removing her mouth from his. 
She didn't want to do anything to make him angry, she had never been yelled
at by someone so big.  This man had her scared but curious too.
   "This is kissing?  It's nice.  I knew it would be.  His breath smells
good.  His thing feels silky smooth, it's even smoother when it's hard."
she said to herself.
   She never dreamed that her first real kiss would be with a man older
than her daddy.  Touching and pulling on his big hard penis gave her a
strange feeling, an exciting uneasy feeling.
   "Fuck, Joy.  You are making me feel so good, kid.  I love your lips and
face." the old man said as he tongue kissed her mouth then her face and
neck.
   "Sir?"
   "Mmmmm." he answered, as his mouth dropped down to suck on her tits.
   "I like the way you kiss.  I'll make you feel good," she paused for a
second, then added, "just don't hurt me, okay?" she requested, very softly,
almost in a whisper.
   She wasn't smiling, she was thinking, "this is one experience, I better
keep to myself."
   He took his mouth off her tits.  "Ha ha!  That uh girl.  It's a deal,
make me feel good and I won't hurt you.  When we are done, I'll even drop
you off near your grandma's house.  Here, let's take this off."
   The big man took off her leather vest and threw it on the back seat of
the van then he helped her out of her red blouse.  He tossed it on top of
her vest then took off his own t-shirt.  She stared at his big bare chest
as he placed her little hand back on his cock.
   "He has white hair on his chest just like on his privates." she thought,
as she pulled on his penis.
   "Get on your knees, Joy."
   She got down in front of him but continued to stroke his cock.  She
looked at it and then looked up at the happy expression on his face.  She
remembered that he liked her smile so she smiled, as she pumped her hand
back and forth, on his hard meat.  She didn't know why but It gave her a
thrill, to be so close to a man's erect penis.
   "Yeah, you sexy little fuckin' bitch!  Open your mouth, honey!" he said
in his deep voice.
   Watching the innocent teen beat him off with a smile on her pretty face
was getting him very worked up.  The wide eyed girl opened her mouth as she
looked up to the stranger.  She still did not know his name.
   "Now, put it in your mouth, little girl."
   "You want me to put this in my mouth?  I don't know how to do that." she
said, but what she really wanted to say was, "I don't want to do that."
   "Come on, you said you would, make me feel good."
   "Gulp." she swallowed, her body shook, then she nodded.  She opened her
mouth wide, almost forming a perfect O with her lips.
   "Good girl, put the whole head into your mouth baby.  Rub your tongue on
the bottom and suck it.  Keep moving your sweet little soft hands back and
forth."
   She listened to everything he said.  She didn't mind playing with his
hard penis but putting that big ugly thing in her mouth was something she
did not want to do.  But, she needed to make him happy and she wanted to go
home.
   "Fuck, you are so pretty!  There you go, move your head back and forth,
my little baby whore." he leaned back on the side of the van and stuck his
big fat hard cock all the way out.  She moved her head back and forth with
the aid of his big hand.  He knew he would have to help her, since she had
never sucked cock before.
   "Does that feel good, sir?" she removed his cock from her mouth just
long enough to ask the question, then quickly covered his swollen head with
her lips again.
   "Oh yeah, that feels great, you fuckin' cocksucker!" he said with a big
smile on his old face.
   "I overheard a classmate talk about sucking her boyfriend's thing.  This
is what she meant." she said to herself, as she sucked on a man's cock for
the first time.
   "Ah fuck!  You like sucking cock, whore?"
   "Yup, this is it!" she thought to herself, then nodded her head yes as
she bobbed her head back and forth on his thing.
   She didn't know enough about cock sucking to answer honestly but she
knew enough about this man and she did not want to upset him.  Sucking his
penis caused her mouth to make a lot of saliva, it came out from the middle
of her bottom lip then slid down her chin until it hung and swung as she
sucked.
   "Get up here cunt." he said, pulling up on her ponytail.
   She stood up so fast that her boobies bounced, then pointing straight
ahead.  She continued to hold on to and pull his cock.  He smiled when he
saw the saliva hanging from her chin.  The old man put both of his big
hands on her face and grabbed the spit with his tongue then brought it back
into her mouth as they kissed.  She had just met him but she knew she was
making him very happy.
   "You are making me very happy, Joy.  Come on honey, let's take these
off." he undid her skirt and pulled it down then threw it on top of her
other clothes.
   He put his big hands on the waist band of her panties.  This was it, he
was going to see her super privates.  She let her hands drop stiffly to her
sides then brought one hand up to her mouth, to bite down, just below her
thumb.  She could not hide her fear and anxiety.
   No man had ever seen her completely naked before.  It was a big moment
for her, to him, it was just another pussy.  He didn't waste time, he
pulled her panties down fast then helped her lift one foot, as he slipped
off her panties.
   "Oh fuck the shit out of me!  What a beautiful pussy, it's so small!  I
bet it tastes sweet.  Come here, baby." he couldn't wait to touch her
tightly closed, puffy, pussy lips.
   He slid open the side door of the van and sat down but kept his feet on
the grass.  He brought the little fourteen year old girl to his lap and
pushed her legs opened quickly, with his big hand, then covered her entire
pussy with it.
   "Ohhhh." came out of her mouth, as her little body bounce on his lap.
   He gently palmed the whole thing.  She had hair on her virgin cunt but
it was very little and thin.  The hair was the same color as her ponytail,
light brown.  His big hand sent chills up her arms and back.
   He heard her breathing change, as she saw him lick his entire middle
finger in front of her, after it had been on her pussy.  He put his hand
back on her slit and slowly rubbed.  He licked his big finger then rubbed
her pussy over and over again, removing it from her hot sticky slit, only
to lick it again.
   "Huh, huhhhhhh." she face looked pained, almost in agony.
   But, the old man knew, he was making her feel very good.  The young
teen's cheeks turned pink and her eye lids grew heavy.  He detected a
slight smile on her closed lips, it was small but it was there.
   "Hey, your pussy is getting very wet.  Does it hurt or does it feel
good, baby?"
   "It feels good, sir." she answered, with her eyes closed.
   "Have I hurt you all?" he asked, moving his finger up and down her slit
and against her clit.
   "No sir, you haven't." she answered, wiggling her ass on his lap,
enjoying the tingling feeling, just before the cum.
   "Oh, my goodness!  Oooo, ooooooooo!" she moaned with closed eyes, then
shook and jiggled as she came.
   He enjoyed giving young girls orgasms and stopped only after she had her
full cum.  He kissed the right side of her face, right on her pink cheek
then rubbed her stomach.
   "Do you like school, Joy?" he asked, snapping her out of it.
   "Mmm hmm." she nodded.
   "Well, today you are learning something new." he said, with a smirk on
his face, as he licked his fingers in front of her, right as she opened her
eyes.  He looked like if he was eating fried chicken.  "I'm learning too,
I'm learning that your cum soaked cunt taste's good."
   He was right, she looked down and noticed that her vagina was dripping
wet.  His big hand had felt wonderful and seeing him touch her vagina then
lick his finger, was almost too much for the young teen to handle.  Her
mother and the church told her that, that place was bad and dirty but this
stranger was telling her that it was beautiful and delicious.
   "Okay Joy, stand up." he said, lifting her up off his lap then giving
her ass a quick slap as the kid struggled to steady herself.
   "Put your hands on the van and stick your ass out."
   Joy nodded obediently then leaned forward with her hands against the
long window of the VW van, like if she was going to get frisked by a police
officer.  She stuck her ass out like she was instructed to do by her new
teacher.  The old man got down behind her, on his knees, with no t-shirt on
and his pants around his ankles.  He pressed his face and nose into her ass
hole and inhaled deeply.
   "Ahhh!" he let out air after he withdrew his face.
   "Sir, are you going to....?"
   "Shhhhh!"
   She felt the flicking, of the tip, of his tongue on her butt hole,
followed by the rubbing of the middle of his tongue on the entire anus.
   "I'm glad I took a shower this morning." was the first thought that
entered her head.
   Even though he was a stranger and hadn't asked permission to do that,
she still would have felt embarrassed had she been unclean.  She waited
quietly at first, just hoping that it would soon end.  But after a few
minutes he was still licking and she was still hoping.
   But then....she began to relax.  His tongue started to stimulate her
very tightly closed, sensitive anal opening....then pleasure came.  She
rolled her head then let it hang down to look at the grass....then turned
back, until his head came into the view of her right eye.  When she saw the
big, much older, adult on his knees licking her ass hole, that was the
cherry on top of a hot fudge sundae....she felt empowered!
   "Hmmmmm." she moaned softly, "I'm someone, I'm beautiful." she thought
to herself.
   The big man stood up behind the petite teen and licked his lips then
rubbed her back and shoulders, his cockhead poked the small of her back. 
Joy immediately turned around and gently reached for his cock to hold and
pull on it.  Now, she wanted to make him happy.
   He had given her so many new and strong feelings, she was beginning to
think they were friends.  Thrill, fear, nervousness, domination and an
orgasm, all within 20 to 30 minutes.  She was learning and feeling so many
things, so fast, she thought she was going to faint.
   "Go on, open the back of the van and get that big green blanket." he
turned her, by her shoulders then pushed her away with another slap on her
taut ass.
   "Yes, sir!" she said, with a bounce in her step.
   Joy walked to the back of his van.  There was a lot of stuff in the
back, an ice chest, a five gallon container of water, some clothes and the
big green blanket.  She pulled it out and looked at the stranger.
   "Over there, Joy, under the shade."
   The pretty teen followed the instructions of her new friend without
thinking.  She bent over in front of the old man to straighten out the
blanket.  When she turned around she saw the big man was now completely
naked, like her.  He walked towards her stroking his own penis, his eyes
fixed on her ass.  She saw him lay down on the middle of the big blanket,
all he had on was his shoes and socks, just like her.
   "Sit on my knees, Joy.  Face me and grab a hold of my cock.  Move it up
and down baby." he said, with his hands behind his head, waiting for his
orders to be followed.
   Her friend was way older than she was and his body wasn't in the best of
shape but she was still intrigued by his fat hard penis and all the new
sensations.
   "He hasn't hurt me." she rationalized to herself as she sat down just
below his knees.  Her butt cheeks smashed against his shins.
   "Beat me." he said, looking at her innocent face.
   She froze with her hand up in the air, she had an unsure look on her
face.
   "Beat me....stroke me....jerk me....pump me.  It all means the same
thing, Joy." he moved his hand in the air like if he was rubbing his own
cock.
   The unsure look left her face and youngster took control of his big cock
then went to work on it.  She moved her hand just like she had seen him do
just a minute before, when he was looking at her butt.
   "Ah, fuck yeah!  Dirty little bitch!" the old man brought his hands out
to the sides of his body and let the kid work on him.
   She was still uncomfortable about being naked in front of a man but she
tried to ignore the thought.  She didn't mind playing with his thing at
all, it excited her.  The clear fluid coming out of his pee hole held her
attention.
   "You see that, baby?  You got me turned on.  Did you like it when I
played with your pussy?"
   Joy nodded shyly.
   "Did you like me tasting your wet pussy juice?"
   Again, she nodded but was too shy to look at his face.
   "Put your mouth on the tip of my cock, wipe off that clear stuff with
your tongue and eat it.  Come on, Joy.  I tasted your spunk, you taste
mine."
   She nodded, she wasn't smiling or happy about what he was asking her to
do but she immediately followed his instructions and lowered her pretty
face, covered the cockhead with her mouth and licked off the old man's
slime.  She sat back up and smacked her tongue on the roof of her
mouth....and ate it.
   "Nice." the man said, "good girl.  How did it taste?"
   "It was slippery and slid around inside my mouth, but I couldn't taste
anything, sir."
   "Lay on your back, right here." he patted the blanket, near his side.
   She laid near him on her back, but nervously kept her legs closed.  He
got up and straddle her legs, his big butt near her little ankles.  He
leaned forward to kiss her pussy mound, just above her slit then raised his
head to look at her for a second.
   He wanted to see her young face before dipping back down to open her
pussy lips with his thumb and forefinger.  He opened her up a little, then
gave her clit a quick flick with his big watery tongue almost dripping with
saliva.
   "Ooooo." her response was immediate.
   "You like that?"
   She nodded yes.
   "Hold your legs back, Joy.  Open yourself up for me."
   "Why?"
   He swatted her thigh, near the side of her ass.  "Do it!" he shouted,
the old bastard was horny as hell.
   "I don't want to have sex, sir.  I'm too young." she was turned on too,
but unlike him, she was very afraid.
   He calmed down, he needed to lie.  "Hold your legs back.  We are not
going to have sex.  I want to cum so, I can let you go.  Don't you want to
go?  You got this old man worked up, I need to blow my load.  I'm going to
rub my cockhead against your clit, we can both cum.  Come on, I'll shoot my
sperm on your tummy.  Come on Joy, hold your legs back for me, it's getting
late, we've been here too long."
   She wanted to go, she had experienced enough.  The fourteen year old
virgin held her legs all the way back for the old man, her little hands on
the back of her thighs.  She completely exposed herself to him.
   "Fuck yeah!" he said out loud.
   He could see her cherry, it was pink and protecting the opening to her
body.  It was a beautiful sight to him.  He got down right in between her
legs, in the fucking position.  He held himself up with his left hand, his
right hand held on to his big hard cock.  He rubbed his giant leaking head
on her hot wet slit first, before finally rubbing her small hooded clit
with his pee hole.
   "Oh, ooooooo!" the innocent teen moaned then closed her eyes, she was
ready to go on another trip, her body relaxed, she believed him.
   Her head and body shook, her cheeks blushed as the man moved his slimy
smooth cockhead directly over her virgin clit.
   "Huh." her body squirmed under the man as he rubbed his big thing over
and around her small pussy.
   "Your pussy is so fuckin' small, Joy."
   "Huh." her mouth was getting dry.
   He stopped moving his cock and stared at her pretty young face.  His fat
cockhead rested against her pink maiden head.  He thrust in her just as her
eyes opened.
   She screamed!  Then cried!  Then screamed again!
   The little teen scratched his chest and tried to move out from under the
man's big body, but she was trapped like a pinned wrestler.  He kept
thrusting in, as she wiggled to get away.  He kept fucking and working to
get deeper inside the child with the tight shapely body.
   He dropped down hard over her with his elbows above her shoulders and
his arms around her neck, now she couldn't move at all.  He kept moving in
and out, each time he moved in, his big cock learned more about the inside
of her tight body.
   "Nooooo!  You are hurting me!  It hurts!" she cried, and yelled, then
hit him with the bottom of her fists on the side of his face and the top of
his head.
   "Mmmm....ugh....mmmm....ugh!" he moaned and groaned as he fucked the
tight teen.
   Her scratches and punches were nothing compared to the tight, wet and
complete feeling her young pussy was giving his cock.
   "Mister, you said you would not hurt me!" she cried through tears.
   He heard the kid crying and screaming but he could not make out what she
was saying, all he could hear was the slapping sound of fucking.  The only
thing on his mind, was giving this petite girl with the pretty face a sore
pussy.
   This was a big day for her, the memory had to last her a lifetime.  He
kissed her on her wet tear covered cheek, then looked into the tall grass
as his hips bucked into her.  She continued crying in pain.  He moved his
big hands down to her ass cheeks without missing a stroke.
   "ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh...ugh!" he grunted, as her whole body jerked
hard, back and forth, over the now wrinkled green blanket.
   She decided to give in and stop fighting.  She excepted defeat and let
him do what he wanted.  "Maybe this will be over soon." she thought to
herself, as she wiped the tears away, from her face, with her hands.
   He noticed the change in her body, kissed her forehead and in one motion
raised his big body to a kneeling position.  At the same time brought his
huge hands to the back of her legs and pressed her open so wide, that her
knee caps touched the blanket.  He pounded her pussy with all his weight
and might.
   "Nnnmm, nnnmm, nnmmm, nnmmm!" she gritted her teeth and groaned in pain
like a small animal, as everything came down in and on her.
   He shook his head violently, then sped and fucked her harder and faster.
Her slender legs were pinned all the way back and her little toes were
pointed up to the sky, but her eyes stood transfixed on his face, looking
for some degree of pity.  He looked half angry and half in pain.  She felt
numb and a burning sensation, but it didn't hurt like it did when he first
forced himself in.
   "Fuckin' bitch!" he said, as his cum shot into the girl's body.
   She knew it was almost over because of the change in the motion of his
big body.  She saw his stomach shaking and felt the thing inside her
jiggle. He was breathing hard and his movements were slowing down.  He
looked sleepy.
   Finally, he pulled his long thick cock out of her.  He rolled over on
his back and spread his arms out.  Joy noticed the big dopey smile on his
face before looking down and seeing the blood on the big thing that had
tore open her vagina.  That thing had hurt her so bad, that she didn't know
if it would ever feel right again.  She scooted away from him in a sitting
position with her arms wrapped around her legs.
   "That was a great fuckin' ride, Joy!  Ha ha ha!"
   "You hurt me!" she yelled at the man, then touched her vagina, "I'm
bleeding!" she showed him her hand.
   "Sorry Joy, but I had to fuck you.  And you're bleeding because you were
a virgin."
   "I'm going to tell my daddy!" she said loudly with determination.
   He could tell that wasn't an idle threat.  He was an old man with a
family and that was one thing, he did not want to hear.  He took a deep
breath then sat up.  "Stay still, don't you dare fuckin' move!"
   He slowly got to his feet then walked over to his VW van and grabbed a
Polaroid instant camera that he kept in a box.
   "No, don't do that!"
   "Smile!" he yelled.
   "No!" she yelled back but in a squeaky voice.
   He walked over to where he left his pants, pulled out his wide, black,
leather belt and walked right up to her.
   "I'll spank you so hard on your ass, you'll think you were a foster
kid!" he threatened, holding the belt up, "now, smile!"
   She smiled.  He backed away and pointed his camera.
   "Clickzzzzz." the film shot out and hung there until the man pulled it
out, he waved it in the air.
   "Stop!" she held her hand out like a traffic cop, no longer smiling.
   "Clickzzzzz." he pulled out another picture.
   "Stop, I won't say anything!" she looked down at the blanket.
   "Clickzzzzz."
   He placed all three pictures on the passenger front seat to let them
dry. "Little fuckin' bitch!  I got three naked pictures of you, one that
shows the front of your face, smiling.  I'll destroy them if you keep your
mouth shut or, throw them around town if you tell your lies."
   "I want to go." she said, getting to her feet.
   "Use the water, I have in that container, in the back of the van to wash
your pussy, then put your clothes on.  I'll take your fuckin ass to your
grandma's."
   "I want to go home.  Take me back home."
   He put his camera away and put the pictures in his pocket as he dressed.
Joy wasn't moving as fast as the old man was because her vagina and stomach
were hurting, but she was doing her best.
   "You're married and old!  How could you do this to me!?!  I'm just a
little girl."
   "So what.  I'm not going to fuck my wife anymore, she's 48.  I love her
but she does not turn me on at all.  Did you say you were a 'little girl?'
You are old enough to hitch hike, you're old enough to flirt, you're old
enough to tease, then you are old enough to fuck."
   "How would you like it if your wife had sex with another man or, your
daughter was forced to have sex with an old man?" she wasn't giving up, she
wanted him to feel bad.
   "My wife has only been with me.  If I ever found out she was with
someone else I would beat the shit out of her, then divorce her.  Plus,
she's a good woman.  It took me three months to get her in bed.  It only
took me about 30 to 40 minutes to fuck you.  By the way, I don't have a
daughter."
   "You tricked me!"
   "The moment I saw you, I knew I was going to fuck you.  You are a sexy
little girl." he said, getting into his van, "now, get in and let's go.  I
still have a few things I need to get in town.  Little girls are only good
for fucking, not having a conversation with.  We have nothing in common. 
The only thing we can do together....is fuck."
   "I hate you!  You hurt me!  You are a bad man!" she yelled.
   "Get the fuck in the van, if you want a ride.  It's a 4 mile hike back
to your little town, that's a long way to walk with a sore pussy." he said,
calmly.
   She finally got in with the man who took her virginity.  She was still
crying, but it was more out of anger than anything else.
   "Fix your hair it's a mess."
   "I want those pictures." she said, as she fixed her hair as best she
could.  They drove off of the grass and towards the dirt.
   "I promise, I'll give you all the pictures."
   "When!?!"
   "When I know you're going to keep your fuckin' mouth shut, then and only
then, will I give you back those pictures."
   "Give them to me now, I won't say anything."
   "Bullshit!  You think I'm stupid?  I'll give them to you next week.  How
does that sound?" he looked at her as he drove onto the dirt road and
headed towards the gravel.
   "Okay.  Don't show anyone.  What day next week?"
   "Saturday, same time.  Be standing there where I picked you up."
   "And you promise to hand them to me?"
   "Yeah, I promise.  We'll drive back to our spot and I will give them to
you."
   "Drive back to our spot?  No!  I don't trust you at all!" she raised her
voice and threw her hands up and down like an old Italian man.
   "There will be no more fucking.  I just want to lick your pussy and ass.
That's all.  I promise.  After you let me eat your pussy and ass, I'll hand
over the pictures and drop you back off near your house.  The whole thing
will be over quickly."
   "I don't know."
   "Come on, Joy!  You know you liked me touching your pussy and licking
your ass.  It felt good didn't it?  I only hurt you when we fucked.  And I
had to do that to get my dick inside your little pussy.  You were a fuckin'
virgin, your pussy had never had a cock in it before, that's why it hurt."
he said as he drove onto the gravel road and headed towards the big road.
   "I'll think about it."
   "Well, think real good because that's the only way you are going to get
those pictures back."
   They drove in silence for the next few minutes.  He stopped at the spot
where he had picked her up, close to, an hour earlier.  She got out of the
man's van slowly, then slammed the door real hard, on purpose.
   "Hey, you are going to break my window!" he yelled, but calmed down
quickly, "see you next week, sweetie." he said, to the back of her head as
she walked away.
   "Who was that guy?" she asked herself, as she slowly walked home, she
couldn't wait to be safely in her bedroom, reading about other people's
experiences.
   To be continued........................................................
   A very special "thank you" to Malenka, for her outstanding ideas and
superb memory!
   
  
Joy of Hitchhiking