The skies were clear and the roads abandoned as I made my way through the long stretch towards home. After a long trip I was uncomfortable and tired, nothing of interest on the road for hours. That is, until I came across Angela. I rounded a curve in the road and as the shrubbery cleared there she was, standing along the edge of the path. Her thumb was out and she had a black duffle bag hanging from her outstretched arm. Her denim shorts hugged her hips tight and her tan blouse barely covered her firm, prominent breasts. Her jet black hair was tied back in a messy bun and her eyes were dark and smoky.
Normally I wouldn’t consider picking up a stranger on an empty country road, but what harm could this petite girl do? I pulled the car to the side of the road a few meters away from her and watched as she scrambled to the passenger door. She tossed her bag carelessly into the back seat and hopped up into the seat next to me.
“Thank you so so much! Nobody else has been down this road for hours!” She beamed, slamming the door as she settled in for the ride. I looked over at her shyly. I hadn’t realized how pretty she was at first, but now I suddenly felt flustered.
“Oh, uh- yeah, no problem. So, where are you headed?” I mumbled nervously, avoiding eye contact.
“Oh just that way!” She giggled, pointing down the road, “I’ll know when I get there. I’m Angela by the way.” I told her my name and we shook hands, her skin was soft and her black chipped nail polish was endearing.
“I hope you like company because I could drive a while with you, if you like having a pretty girl to hang out with.”
She smirked. We exchanged a smile and I laughed softly as I put the car into gear. We started down the road and made small talk for about an hour. After a while we ran out of things to say and sat in silence, the night progressing and the sky getting slowly greyer. With hours more on the road before the nearest motel I started to get anxious. I looked over at her for a moment and then back at the road. Something flickered in my mind and I looked back at her for a moment. My gaze landed in her lap and that was when I noticed it. A very noticeable bulge under her denim shorts.
I couldn’t help but stare. They were short and tight and I felt a subtle twinge underneath my own pants. I continued to stare until Angela looked over at me. I nonchalantly averted my gaze back to the road, hoping that she didn’t notice what I had been looking at. When a few moments had passed and Angela had turned her attention out her window again, I snuck another peek. This time, something was different. My eyes wandered down to her crotch and there it was. A long, errect cock sticking out the side of her shorts. I must have stared far too long in shock because I caught myself veering off the road and had to quickly adjust the wheel. I heard Angela giggle at me and I smiled anxiously. I looked back at her and saw that she was looking right at me, her smile was wicked and she knew how nervous I was.
“Surprised?” She asked coyly. I felt sweat dripping down my brow and my fingers were gripping the steering wheel until my knuckles were white. I stuttered an incomprehensible response that even I couldn’t understand and she began to stroke her cock as she stared at me. I didn’t know what to do. When I first saw her get into my car I was attracted to her, but I hadn’t had any thoughts of anything happening. Now suddenly faced with her exposed cock, I felt a stirring in my pants. My face got hot and I was sweating profusely. Was it her dick that made me feel this way? A hundred thoughts swam through my mind and I felt a mixture of emotions build. Curiosity, shame, arousal, confusion. All at once it built up inside me and I felt flush.
“You like what you see?” She asked. Her hand slowly made its way to my thigh. She squeezed and slid her fingers up to my bulge. I felt my erection twitch and I struggled with the desire to release it from its denim prison. Confusion fluttered in my mind but before I could come to terms with what I was feeling, Angela had reached over and unzipped my jeans. I took a deep breath and allowed her to pull my cock out. Her hands stroked and massage my swollen head and I struggled to keep my eyes on the road as I felt her lean over my lap.
Her lips wrapped around the tip of my cock and I felt her tongue dance down my shaft. Such a tease. I continued staring down the road as she sucked my dick, now and then glancing over and watching her stroke her own erection. Her mouth was magical, she licked and sucked on me like a porn star and I could barely contain my joy as I glided down the abandoned road. After what seemed like an eternity in heaven, but was in actuality most likely only a few minutes, I decided the best course of action would be to pull the car over and continue the fun in a stationary position.
I pulled over onto the dirt path and put the car in park. Angelas mouth never left my cock and I sat back and watched as she deep throated me. I reached my arm over her and let my hand fall gently onto her back. I’ve always been a shy guy and was still a little nervous. I slid my hand up the back of her top and felt her smooth skin. My head rested back against the seat and I moaned quietly as I caressed her back. I felt her reposition herself, her lips still sliding up and down my pulsing rod. When I looked down at her again, I saw that she had unbuttoned her shorts and pulled her erection out. I could clearly see her full shaft and balls completely exposed. I was so confused as this sight made my tingle and twitch. I was even more turned on by this than her actually sucking my dick and it felt strange and good at the same time.
My eyes darted back and forth between her pretty face looking up at me as she gobbled my cock, and to her thick, hard dick. My eyes fluttered and I was getting closer and closer to climax. But there was something I wanted to do, something I was both ashamed and excited for. I knew that she wanted it too, and I took a deep breath and reached down over her shoulder. I grabbed onto her throbbing cock and felt it twitch in my hand. I gently squeezed and stroked up the shaft. The tip gushed a healthy dose of precum at my grasp and Angela moaned, her lips vibrating around my sensitive head.
That moment, that was what pushed me over the edge. Her milky cream dripping down her knob and onto my fingers, her pink lips sliding up and down my pole. I gripped onto the edge of my seat with my left hand and grabbed her cock tightly with the right. I grunted loudly and thrusted my dick up further down her throat. My cock pumped string after string of warm cum into Angela’s mouth. I felt it gushing out between her lips and watched as she swallowed as much as she could. I looked over and realized I had been furiously jerking her off as I came and as she swallowed the last drop of my juices and lifted her head up from my lap, she let out a deep, satisfied moan and released. Hot cream shot from her penis and sprayed all over the seat of the car and my hand. She twitched and writhed as she leaned over me, cumming long ropes and groaning in pleasure.
When she had gushed the last bit of cum from her swollen tip, she pushed herself up off of my lap and sat back in her seat. Cum drenched her shorts and her seat, it dripped down my stick shift and covered my hand. I, too, sat back in my seat, a look of satisfaction and realization on my face. My now limp cock stuck out of my zipper and her laid across her moist thigh. We sat in the car together in silence for a moment until Angela looked over at me and said the words that lead to the most amazing day of my life.
“Round two?”