Chapter 3
Rick Granger caught sight of the brightly painted panel truck while it was still several miles down the flat, hazy stretch of the Kansas highway. He lifted his thumb a little higher into the air as it approached and noticed it was veering slightly within its lane. When it was practically on top of him it slowed and pulled off the road, several yards behind. Relieved, Rick snatched up his backpack and trotted over to where it sat in a cloud of dust. A pretty girl with long, black hair thrust her head out the window.
"Where to?" she smiled, her eyes flashing.
"California?" he asked, returning her friendly smile.
"Well take you as far as Denver."
"Groovy," he said, "I'm a little sick of Kansas."
She pushed open the dented front door and slid out of the seat. Rick glimpsed a long-haired couple snuggled up at the wheel. They grinned and he grinned back.
"I'll have to open this back door for you," said the girl.
He followed her to the rear of the truck, taking the opportunity to appraise her charms. Lissome and long-legged, she was clad in a short, sexy frock and her firm breasts thrust daringly into the thin material.
"Make yourself cozy," she smiled, conscious of his appreciative eyes, "There's lots of room and we've got lots of time."
He caught the seeming invitation in her voice and, as he flung his gear to the back of the truck, he felt her eyes on his own body. He hopped into the truck and, as she shut the door, their gaze met for a moment. She was smiling, cooly, coyly, and Rick felt a pleasant twinge of anticipation.
"How long ya been waitin?" drawled the bushy headed driver.
"Nearly two hours," Rick answered, getting a closer look at the couple.
The driver had a friendly face with a sleepy look and his girl had frizzy, curly hair and, as she turned to beam a smile at him, he saw she had big, blue eyes. The dark haired girl climbed back into the front seat and they started off with a lurch.
The rear of the truck was fitted with a large, soft matress and Rick gratefully stretched out his tired, sunburned limbs. The truck reeked of marijuana.
Tall, lean and sandy-haired, with a deep tan, Rick Granger fell somewhere in that group of young Americans who are between the "straights' and the "hippies." His hair was of medium length and, though he occasionally smoked grass, he avoided the stronger stuff, having no desire to try it. Generally, he got along quite well with hippies, especially hippie chicks, and had found that long-hairs were the hitch-hiker's true friends of the road. He was occasionally leery though of getting caught in a drug bust. But the vibes today were good.
Super good, he thought, as the dark-haired girl flashed a smile at him from the front seat.
"Been on the road long?" she asked.
"Three days from New York," he replied.
"Not bad time, really-where exactly you headed in California?"
"Pompeyo College-heard of it?"
"Yeah," she said, perking up, "had a friend there last year. I hear some pretty wild stuff goes down there."
"Guess I'll find out soon enough. Feeling weary, he let the conversation go a that and laid his head against his canvas sac It seemed every time the name of Pompey came up words like "wild" came up with it. He smiled as he thought of Ginnie's promise to be faithful. He knew her too well to expect that she'd ever keep it-especially at a place which sounded as out and out swinging as Pompeyo. But he had hardly been a model of chastity himself in the few months since he had last seen her. Only yesterday there had been that crazy, bleached-blonde housewife.
She had stopped for him outside of a small Missouri town and told him she could drive him to the other end. Though he could have walked the distance easily, he hopped in. Though middle aged and somewhat run-down looking, she had a nice body and a lively gleam in her eye. Before too long, it became quite clear that she wanted what Rick had in his pants.
He had agreed to go to her house "for some coffee" and the car had hardly been parked in the garage, when she was all over him. Horny himself, he had obliged her right there in the front seat, slipping off her panties and slipping in his prick. She had been wet and ready and had shrieked with joy at the feel of his big dork. After that, they'd gone inside and he had socked her a few more wham-bang climaxes. She had fed him then and had eventually driven him outside of town as promised.
Such adventures, it seemed, were always coming his way in his travels. They made the tedious, often dangerous going, worthwhile and Rick always kept his eyes open for them.
He had dozed for an hour or so when a rustling in the matress aroused him. The dark haired girl was climbing over the back seat and as her legs parted he glimpsed the white nylon panties under her frock. She crawled across the matress and stretched out beside him.
"Sorry to wake you," she said, with warmth in her eyes, "but you looked so cozy back here, I thought I'd join you."
"Fine with me," Rick grinned, rubbing his eyes.
"Besides," she added, "three was getting to be a crowd up there. Take a look."
Rick straightened up and peered into the front seat. The curly haired girl had her old man's cock out of his pants and was lazily pumping up and down on it as he drove. Rick supressed the impulse to laugh and when he glanced back at his dark haired companion, she was grinning mischievously.
"See what I mean. They're always going at it like that."
"Does it bother you," he teased. "Hardly," she said. "Half the time I don't even notice it anymore. Say, care for a little wine and weed?"
"Sounds good," said Rick, not quite sure if he was ready for such a combination.
She reached over into the front seat, thrusting her cute ass in Rick's face and came up with a half-drained jug of Vin-Rose and a joint. As she settled back beside him, she snuggled up closer and at the feel of her pliant flesh against his, Rick felt his cock swelling in his pants.
They passed the joint between them, taking generous tokes at it, interspersed with slugs of the cheap, strong wine.
"Where you from," he asked her, fishing for conversation as the mellow effects of the dope began to spread through his system.
"Chicago," she said, indifferently, letting out a clod of smoke, "We were all living in a big house but the vibes got too uptight and Martha and Jake and I decided to split. By the way my name's Sherry."
"Mine's Rick."
"Get much action on the road, Rick?"
"Oh, every so often something happens to spice things up."
"Like today maybe?" she purred.
She snuggled closer, pressing her titties into his arm. The strong, sweet grass fumes mingled in Rick's head with the aroma of her body as Rick turned to look at her.
"Yeah," he smiled, "I think so."
His cock felt like it was trying to bore a hole through his pants as he reached out and touched her knee, running a testing hand lightly along her smooth leg. She sighed and sank a little deeper into the matress, letting her frock ride up to the tops of her creamy thighs so that Rick could see the inviting V of her panty crotch. He didn't need anymore of a go-signal than that.
He pulled her into his arms and caught her mouth in a warm, succulent kiss. Her body was ripe and yielding and she quivered against him as he wound his tongue in her mouth. "Ooooooh... Rick," she sighed. He stroked his hand along the slope of her thigh and her skin was hot and moist to his touch. She lolled back, splaying her thighs wider, giving him total access to her goodies.
He began to caress the crotch of her nylon panties, his fingers moulding the thin, silken material to the lips of her cunt. She squirmed on the mattress, shutting her eyes and rolling her head back.
"Mmmmmm, wet and wild," Rick murmured as he felt the moisture seeping through her panties.
Sherry reached her hand into his lap, making a joyful little sound in her throat as her fingers gauged the stone hardness of his prick under the rough denims. It throbbed with delight and she began to work the zipper down. She fished her hands into his cotton briefs and frenziely drew his big stinger out into view.
She sobbed with pleasure as she watched his mighty red horn jerk and bob through his pants front. The enormous, length wobbled stiffly as the blood throbbed up and down the gorged flesh. She brought her fingers to the hot length of it and Rick heard the sharp hiss of her breath as she began to fondle it. His belly rose instinctively, thrusting up to meet the tantalizing stroking of her fingers.
"What a beauty!" she cooed. "Such a monster!"
"Think you can handle it?"
"Yesss. All of it! Ooooh, I can't wait!" Her legs were yawning apart by this time and it was easy for Rick to life the panties away from her crotch. He began to caress her hairy cunt, his fingers moving up and down the lushy Hps, then shallowly between them. She whined and gasped breathlessly as he touched her thrusting clitoris. Her hips were grinding and the narrow slit between her legs was moist with desire.
Rick's big penis was aching in her fingers which wandered slowly up and down in it. He watched fascinated as she bent her mouth to the rich crimson point of his cock, wondering if her oral technique could surpass her manual technique. It did.
As if trying to escape, his prick jerked wildly in her fingers as the warm pressure of Sherry's lips closed around its crest. She tightened her grasp at the same time sucking hard on the crown-drawing its soft fleshiness against her tongue and gradually sliding her hand lower on his shaft to make room for her mouth.
Rick glanced at the couple inthe front seat in time to see Martha's head drop from view, obviously on its way to Jake's lap. A pair of glazed, smiling eyes greeted him from the rear view mirror and Rick had to stifle an impulse to laugh at the utter craziness of the whole situation.
Sherry, meanwhile, was going even lower on his prick, taking its stiff meat between her teeth, cramming the throbbing hom until he could feel it pulse furiously at the back of her throat. In time with the slow bouncing and rolling of the truck, she began to drive her head strongly and evenly up and down on him. Rick's cock slid in and out, fucking between her widly stretched hps and twitching fiercely to the accompaniment of his harsh gutteral breathing.
He couldn't take much more of it, though, and, when he felt the warning rumble deep in his balls he gently lifted her head away. He rolled her over and as he stared at her pretty pussy tightly held in the taut panties he decided he wanted a taste too.
He helped her work the frock over her head and her cute, round titties bounced free. They were the high-set, up-thrusting kind with large pebbly aureoles and pretty pink nipples, stiff with arousal. Rick couldn't help but lick his lips as he bent Sherry back on the matress. Her lithe, svelte, body writhing beneath him, nude but for the clinging panties, was a luscious sight, and he felt his head swimming with desire as he bent to kiss her pink-capped titties.
He nuzzled them gently with his lips, testing and tasting their silky smooth texture with tantalizing expertise.
"Oh, Rick, baby... ohhhhh!" she crooned, running her ringers through the tangled, sandy crop of his hair.
He seized a nipple in his lips, then, and held it there while he teased the tip with a rapid, yet feather light, diddling motion of his tongue. He turned his attentions to her other breast until that nipple too was rigid and tingling.
He worked his mouth lower on her body, kissing her soft, white belly as his hands slid along her soft sleek thighs, rubbing gently while she writhed in anticipation of his mouth on her cunt. His hands skidded up the backs of her thighs and gripped her bottom, billowy and springy-soft in the thin, clinging briefs. He petted her lovely ass all over, covering every inch of her panties, delighting in the exquisite, feminine feel of it.
Then, as his prick beat hard with excitement, still protruding through the front of his jeans, he hooked his fingers into the thin elastic band at the top of Sherry's panties and slowly drew the silky garment down her legs. He held tham at her ankles as she slipped her feet out of them and then let the flimsly garment drop beside her. She groaned as he gazed hungrily at her lovely cunt.
"Oooooh, baby... do it-hurry!"
Her triangular fur patch was thick and as raven black as the hair on her head. It formed a sensational contrast to the whitness of her skin in the untanned swath across her hips. Her cunt lips were puffed and pink and her clittie as firm and rigid as her nipples.
Rick gripped her ass cheeks in his hands and without further hesitation, he burrowed his face into her fragrant girl fur.
"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed as his tongue swabbed her pussy lips.
She arched her back off the matress, spasming with joy and spreading her thighs wider to his electrifying muff dive. He licked into the juicy folds, found her tense clit there and stimulated it with darting strokes of his tongue.
"Uuh! Oo! Mmmmmmmm!" she squealed, writhing gently and enhacing their mutual excitement.
Rick squeezed her ass a little harder as his tongue delved into her soft, moistening socket. He let his saliva drool to mingle with her oozing cunt syrup while he lapped at the rosy core of her cunt.
Sherry writhed and rolled voluptuosly, lifting her legs to his shoulders and clasping his head in a sift, fleshy vise. Rick was inundated with her warm, musky fragrance.
His tongue centered on her clit again as she bobbed spastically against him. He licked the hard little nub carefully-twirling it, bending it back and forth, lapping across it, tickling with deft, sibilant strokes. The flow of her cunt juices increased, filling Rick's flaring nostrils with her heady erotic scent.
His cock throbbed painfully in the aperture of his tight pants, but he decided to hang on and give her a good lip loving before he shoved it to her.
He laved her pussy lips again, fastening his own lips to her soft inner mouth and sucking gently as she twisted ardently in his hands, grinding against his hungry lips. He stroked his tongue in and out of the pouting hole and felt her spasm. He knew she was about to come.
He quickly seized the rigid nubbin of her clitty, sucking and twirling drawing it out. She tossed wildly against him but, between his hands and mouth, he had a firm enough hold to keep her in an excrutiating lust-lock.
"Oh... oh... oh... ohhhh," she keened.
He flicked his tongue furiously across her slit tip and suddenly, heaving and moaning, Sherry launched into her climax. Her hips jerked in a rapid fire tempo as Rick kept tonguing and lashing her clit. Her high pitched wail of release dwindled to a contented sighing and, satisfied that he had brought her off good and hard, he lifted himself away.
"Oh, Rick, baby-that was lovely," she sighed.
His hand touched on her discarded panties and he lifted the thin garment to his lips, wiping off the thick lather of saliva and come juice. They gasped and panted for their breath as Rick shucked off his shirt and unbuckled his pants, trying to steady himself on his knees as the truck rocked over a rough stretch of road.
His cock sprang free, super stiff and eager for the folds of a hot, tight pussy. Sherry's eyes were very glazed and grinning as Rick moved between her thighs.
"Oh yeah," she breathed. "Let's put that big hard fucker where it belongs."
"Comin' right up," he grinned.
He gripped his stiff member with his fingers and worked its fiery head up and down the trough of her pussy, rubbing its fiery head up and down the trough of her pussy, rubbing the sensitive, overcharged membranes and prodding her rigid clit. He centered the swelling tip at the portal to her inner depths.
' Oh, stick it-now, please!" she hissed, trembling all over.
He watched her face contort with greedy pleasure as he deliberately held it there, exerting only a gentle pressure against the moist pussy lips as she trembled impatiently, expectantly, arching her back, lifting her ass off the mattress.
"C'mon... " she groaned.
With a hard, expert thrust, he drove it into her. he squealed with pain-pleasure as it slowly sank all the way into her hot cavern, swelling even harder in the tight grip of her soft cunt walls.
Sherry's fingernails dug into the muscles of his back as they both went wild with unleashed passion. Rick wanted to give it to her slow and tantalizing as he had with his mouth, but the feel of her snug pussy and the writhing of her body against his own nakedness was so unbelievably good, he found it impossible to restrain himself.
Furious with lust and passion, he buried his organ in her raven haired pit of ecstasy. He throbbed and moaned as he worked his prick feverishly back and forth in and out, plungin again and again, each thrust sending incredible tremors of ecstasy from his prick through his body. He buried his mouth in her breast and sucked hungrily.
Rick heard her cry out with little shrieks of delight as she started to come again. Her small white teeth clamped painfully into his shoulder and her nails raked and clawed at his clenching buttocks.
He drove his organ feverishly, using all the leverage of his powerful thighs and knees and suddenly his loins exploded, boiling and spurting the white heat of his male fury deep into her womb. They shuddered and groaned in each other s ears as they fought past the crest of their mutual wave and quivered against each other until their bodies lay, spent and heaving in their lust lock.
"Wow " came a voice from the front of the truck. 'Farrrout!! Rick lifted his head from the turgid nipple he had been lazily sucking. It was Martha, her eyes wide with awe and a touch of reverence.
"That was fantastic," she breathed, "I mean-that was soooobeautiful. Oooh, Jake you should have seen it."
"Oh, I caught a little of the action," said Jake, his eyes twinkling in the rear view mirror.
"Wow," Martha went on. "And at fifty-five miles per hour... "
"Didn't even feel that," grinned Rick, rolling off Sherry's limp, heaving body.
He saw Martha's eyes widen as they looked over the long roll of his slack penis clearly. She was pretty turned on by what she had just seen and wasn't about to cool down. She turned to Jake.
"Hey, Jake, is it cool?" she asked.
"Sure, baby," he chuckled easily, "you know it is."
Suddenly, to Rick's surprise, she was climbing over her seat "Don't mind me," Jake told him, "we share everything here: rides; dope; bread and even-I should say especially-sex."
Martha was kneeling in front of him, her eyes aglow as Rick's mind slowly and somewhat incredulously grasped the situation.
"Lay back, baby," Martha purred. "It's Momma Martha's turn-and I'm gonna take good care of you."
The way she was greedily licking her lips told Rick just what she had in mind. He eyed her body for the first time and liked what he saw. Big, full breasts and shapely hips and ass tightly packed into a grey, faded pair of cutoff shorts. She was very, very fuckable.
He began to slowly massage his thighs, scrubbing the hard muscles with a smooth insistent motion of her palms. Warmth flowed back to his prick and he felt a gentle swelling. But it didn't harden yet.
"Like that?" she husked. 'Mmmmmm.' Her hand slid along the inner slope of his thigh and her fingers probed into his thick pubic thatch. Those fingers found the pendulous sac of his balls and lifted them, enjoying the weighty, man-sized feel of them.
"You really are hung nice," she whispered, probably not wishing to have Jake overhear. Such a groovy stud!"
Rick glanced at Sherry from the corner of his eye. He lay alongside, propped languidly on her elbow, watching the scene with rapt interest.
Martha's fingers settled suddenly on his half erect prick, still slick with a thin coat of sperm and pussy-juice. He saw the earnest, almost loving look in her eye as she commenced to gently fondle him.
The sensation began to build in his prick and it grew stronger in her hand. She bent over him and her curly hair fell delicately on his neck and chest, he began to kiss around, causing her hair to trail over his flesh. Rick shivered with delight, his blood throbbing anew with lust, his prick tall and solid in Martha's velvety grip.
He ran his hand into her abundant curls as she bit his nipples and teased his chest hairs with her teeth. He watched her pink tongue as it moved lower and dipped into the sensitive indentation of his navel and thrilled to the moist, fluttering caress.
Her sweetly torturing mouth moved along, down into the bush of coarse hairs at the base of his prick, her hair tickling the tip of his organ as her hand jacked up and down on it harder, faster, pumping and pumping until Rick began to writhe and twist from the rough, fiery pleasure of it. he could feel the full strength of his big joystick as she worked it like this and her excited breath escaped in little sighs.
Suddenly her hair was tossing and tumbling on his balls and her mouth came down over the crown of his cock in a swift, greedy motion. Her soft, sucking lips fastened onto the shaft just behind the corona and her tongue fluttered over the cocknead. Now she began to lap gently against the underside of the organ as she sucked.
Rick groaned, spreading his fingers through her hair. His prick twitched, its knob swelling to bunt against the roof of her mouth. She began to bob her head moving her lips up and down across his corona. Her tongue kept fluttering and sliding and Rick closed his eyes and surrendered once more to the delightful thrill of an expert cocksucking. These babes really knew how to give head!
Martha's sucking and licking grew in intensity becoming rough, almost violent. Rick bucked upward, ramming his rod into her throat. She made a gagging sound but kept up her furious motion, eating his prick ravenously. She was giting gently-chomping and scraping on the hard gristle as she continued to lick and suck. Sperm and saliva drooled out of her mouth and down his stalk to trickle through his hair.
She gasped and drove her mouth as far down as it would go on his turgid cock, as Rick growled fiercly and arched to thrust and buck. He fucked into her mouth for a few more seconds before he decided it was her pussy he should really be fucking.
He grasped her head pulling her away with a sudden jerk. He saw the wild, animal gleam in her eye as he pushed her back and knew that she wanted it rough. Well, she'd get it rough!
In a corner of his lust-dazed brain he heard Sherry's hiss of excitement as he roughly shoved Martha down onto the matress. He glanced at Sherry and saw she was sitting wide-eyed, her finger pumping in and out of her puss.
Rick enjoyed the idea of an audience and decided to play it up. He grasped the top of Martha's shorts and jerked open the zipper. He slid them off her kicking legs,Revealing a cute pair of bikini panties. He could see her inviting girl patch throgh the thin nylon and the sight inflamed him. He gripped the panties by the waistband and violently ripped them open as Martha moaned and shivered.
"Oh wow!" she murmured.
His enraged prick was jerking fiercly as he dropped between her spreading thighs and gazed at her lovely pussy. It was wet and ready and Rick didn't waste any time fucking into her. He took her with a single, quick thrust, driving his hot tool clean and hard into her pussy paradise. He watched her eyes roll and her face contort with pleasure as he began to work in and out, in and out... little flecks of foam appeared at the edge of her mouth.
A few hours later, Rick found himself at the wheel of the old truck, steering it along the noonday highway, while he tried to take in as much of the rear view action as possible.
Jake had taken his place on the matress and was avidly licking Sherry's puffy pussy while Martha sucked his large cock. Rick found his prick coming back to life as he watched the scene in the mirror. His earlier activity had only whetted his appetite and he was looking for a lot more back seat fun before they hit Denver.
For a moment, he thought of Ginnie and it occured to him that perhaps he should be saving some for her, but, as he watched Martha's hps slurp away at Jake's cock, he decided it probably wasn't possible anyway.