Chapter 9
Thad stopped at a restaurant in a small town in Kansas around noon. Both of us had missed breakfast and the eggs and toast and coffee seemed to fill us both with new energy. Even watching Thad eat made me feel sexy, but I didn't say anything until the truck was gassed and we were on our way again. I'd had more sex in the past few days than I'd ever had in my life, yet I was still hungry for the handsome male at my side. Finally, as we were speeding along a four-lane interstate highway, I knew my chance had come.
"What are you up to?" Thad laughed, watching me unbuckle his belt. My fingers trembled on the buttons of his fly, but I managed to get it open too.
"Thad, I w--w--want to put your cock in my mouth. It's okay, isn't it?"
"Oh, baby," he said, shaking his head in disbelief. "Anything you want is fine with me."
It was warm and moist between his legs. Finally I got my fingers under the heavy shaft of his swelling penis and lifted it out. It stood straight and pretty, throbbing as if it had a life of its own. Thad scooted his pants down further and glanced in the rear view mirror.
"I just hope I don't run this mother in the ditch," he said. His eyes were full of love and affection for me when I lowered my head to his crotch. I wanted it to last a long time for him, so at first I just made my tongue into a point and started at the soft place where his sac joined his shank. Thad took deep breaths and gripped the steering wheel until his knuckles were white, but I still didn't hurry. I wet down every inch of skin until I'd worked my way almost to the flared ridge of his glans. It was purple now and jumping with each beat of my man's heart.
"It's so pretty!" I whispered and made a teasing circle of the crown. "So hot, too!" Thad tried to say something, but just mumbled instead. His breathing sounded anything but regular.
Slipping to the softer underside, I found the two little bumps just behind the orifice at the tip and flattened my tongue out. I licked one first, then the other and finally both of them together. Thad pushed his ass up from the seat, trying to make his penis slip deeper into my mouth, but I pulled back. "Right now you could ask me for anything you, want, Shelly," he gasped, "and I'd give it to you."
"Darling Thad," I cooed, "you don't have to give me anything."
Before he had a chance to say another word, I dropped my mouth over his hardness until the tip barely touched the back of my throat.
"God damn!" Thad moaned.
Quickly, I pulled back and lapped greedily at his glans again. He was beginning to make noises I'd never heard a man make before in my life--not even when I'd sucked Billy at the swimming hole. The sounds excited me and wetted my crotch. Careful not to take him too deep, I bobbed my head about twenty times, my tongue ravishing every inch it could reach. Then I stopped and nibbled tenderly on the drum-tight head.
"You're killing me," Thad coughed.
I didn't know how it felt to a boy to have his cock sucked by a girl, but I remembered how it felt when my own slit was licked, so I didn't want to tease him too much. I wet my lips, formed a little U-shaped trough with my tongue and started moving up and down on the full length of Thad's very rigid penis. It was what I'd done to Billy Joe at the beginning of the summer that had made him explode. Thad writhed on the seat each time I sanded the two sensitive bumps of his glans.
"God damn!" he gasped.
My mouth was suddenly swimming with thick glops of semen. I swallowed fast, just to keep up with the forceful spurts. Though I really couldn't say I liked the taste of it, I didn't gag this time.
My pants were soaked with my own dew. As I slipped a couple of fingers down to Thad's balls, another huge spout of seed foamed into the roof of my mouth and dripped onto my tongue. Happily I pushed the stuff to the back of my throat and gulped it down.
Thad hadn't said a word all this time. When I finally took my lips from his slowly sagging meat and looked up at him, I saw he was holding his breath again. The speedometer nodded on twenty and the truck was running half on the paved shoulder. Thad saw me laughing and had to chuckle too.
"Doll, if you only realized what you just did to me."
I pushed my face against his chest, "I'm just glad I did it right."
"Kiss me!" he said, pulling back into his lane and speeding up.
"Well ... I'm kinda messy with your--"
Thad put a hand behind my head and guided our mouths together. I felt his tongue deep between my lips and teeth, tasting and caressing me while he drove. "And just sixteen," he said afterwards, "just sixteen years old."
Ten miles from the Colorado border, Thad let me take over the driving for a while. I was overly cautious at first, staying too far below the speed limit, but he encouraged me not to be afraid and soon I was tooling right along with the rest of the traffic.
"Guess you couldn't wiggle out of those jeans, could you?" he asked after a while.
I gave him a smile. "I know you must have something nice on your mind, but I'd be afraid somebody would see me, Thad."
"Nobody saw what you did to me."
I shrugged and wrinkled up my nose. "Well, okay ... if you can get them off."
Thad undid my zipper and struggled with my clothing while I raised my bottom off the seat and tried to keep the truck on my side of the road. After some hassling, he had me skinned from the waist down and it felt absolutely wonderful to sense his eyes devouring my tummy and thighs, teasing the fluffy veil of my brown sex hair. Then Thad put a palm against my belly and moved it around in a circle.
"What are you going t--t--to do with me, Thad? I asked, trembling with excitement.
When I heard the glove compartment snap open I couldn't look because a car had pulled out to pass, but when I heard a soft buzzing fill the cab, I had to snatch a glimpse. Thad was holding a plastic penis-shaped bullet about seven or eight inches long. He touched it to my cheek for a moment and I could feel the vibration from the mechanism inside.
"What is it, Thad?"
"How would pretty Shelly like this gadget pushed up inside her?"
I swallowed nervously and hung onto the wheel. "It won't hurt, w--w--will it?"
Thad leaned down and pushed the white tip of the thing against my belly button. Then he slipped it down my tummy to the beginning of my slit. Once more he moved it and the plastic cock touched my clitoris.
"Wow!" I gasped.
Thad smiled and began to pet my juicy flesh with the smooth end of the vibrator. My nipples filled with sudden fire and sprang hard from their rosettes while he pried my cunt lips softly apart. Thad was pushing the thing down toward my hole, down my wet cleft. I wiggled crazily against the seat and pulled air into my lungs in deep shuddering breaths. When I glanced down at the long, white shaft, it was just in time to see it slide inch by inch into my vagina until there was only the blunt, circular base left between Thad's fingers.
Holding the thing firmly inside me, he put his lips to my vulva and sucked my aching clitoris between his lips, tonguing and nibbling it while my breasts heaved with passion.
"Thad ... oh Thad," I cried, dropping one hand to his curly hair while he worked over my sopping cunny.
Thad must have sensed that I was going to come because he started moving the cock faster in and out of my body while he licked. I must have been completely lost in the excitement of it for the next thing I knew there was the loud blast of an air horn beside our pick-up. When I looked up, the amazed and greedy eyes of a burly trucker were taking in everything--my naked thighs, Thad's cunt-slick mouth and even the dripping, plastic penis jutting half out of my slit.
"Oh, damn it, Thad!" I yelled. "Look!"
"Pull over and let him go by," Thad said.
For a while we sat there on the side of the road while the huge semi-trailer disappeared over the next hill.
"We can't do it any more like that," I said, pulling my pants up again.
"But baby, you must be ready to explode."
"We just can't, Thad. It's too risky."
At the next filling station, I wanted to freshen up a little, but there was an out-of-order sign on the door marked WOMEN.
"Why don't you just go ahead and use the men's room, ma'am," the attendant said when he saw me coming back. "Here's the key. You can lock it from inside."
After finding the light, I washed my face and peed. Then I combed my hair in front of the cracked mirror, laughing at some of the filthy words scrawled here and there. I was just about to leave when I saw a narrow machine hanging on the wall. PRELUBRICATED, the sign said, FOR PREVENTION OF DISEASE ONLY.
I knew what was being sold of course, but until that moment I'd never really had a chance to see one. I was all alone and they only cost fifty cents. Blushing a little, I pulled a couple of quarters that Thad had given me out of my pocket and dropped them into the slot and turned the dial. When a small cardboard package slid out of the machine, I stuffed it into my jeans and walked quickly back to the truck.
Ten miles down the road, Thad saw me smiling and pushed a finger into my ribs. "Okay, what are you up to now?"
"Not much," I said, tickling him back. Then I pulled the package out of my pocket and held it up, giving him my most dumb-innocent look. "The filling station man really looked funny when I asked him what these things were for."
Thad's eyes were wide. "You've got to be kidding."
"Of course I am, silly. But all the same, I've never seen one." I studied the small print on the foil wrapper. "How do you get it on?"
Thad took it out of my hand, read the label himself and handed it back. "I've got some better than this," he said. "But since you told me your period was just a few days ago, I haven't worried about it."
Just holding the rubber in my hand made me tingle. I suddenly had the desire to put one over Thad's pretty cock all by myself--slip it over the head and pull it tight. But I was still just guessing. I really didn't know the first thing about how to go about it.
"Can I put one on you?"
"Now?" he asked, looking somewhat amused.
"You could pull off somewhere and then ... show me."
Thad laughed and pulled me against him with one arm. "Okay, you little imp, okay." He shook his head, still smiling. "You're like having a kid sister."
I put my fingers on the hot lump at his crotch. "But you're not supposed to fuck kid sisters."
"You've heard of incest, haven't you?"
Before we'd gone ten miles, Thad found a side road that wound along beside the banks of a dry creek before ending in a grove of cottonwoods. We found a soft place behind one of them where the wild grass was thick.
"Well," I said, giving Thad's jeans a tug, "take them off."
As he undressed, I could see that he was half hard already, so I made him sit down while I dug the thing I'd bought out of my pocket again. My love just sat there watching with a smile while I fumbled the condom out of its wrapping and tried to figure out how to make it go on.
"Shelly," he said finally, "just put it on the tip of my cock and roll it down."
He was super hard now and when I did what he told me, the rubber sheath unrolled perfectly until his whole shaft was covered by the thin latex. My hand was slick with the lubricant they had coated it with and I started moving my fingers over the thinly covered penis.
"That'll get you a rubber full of sperm," Thad said, moving with my caresses.
"Oh let me!" I said, excited by the thought of seeing the thin prophylactic pumped full of Thad's come.
"But it's really your turn." He touched my face with his hand.
"When I'm through making you come, you can do something nice to me, okay?" I was awfully excited, but I had to watch Thad's penis in action. He crossed his arms and nodded while the breeze blew a lock of blond hair across his eyes.
The slick stuff let my fingers glide easily over every curve and bump of my man's big cock and I could feel Thad's body heat against my palm.
"Is this the way boys ... do it to themselves?" I asked.
He seemed to have trouble talking. "That ... sure is one way."
Sometimes I moved the outer skin itself over the more rigid body of his organ and then I'd just let my fingers slip over the greased rubber of the condom. Thad seemed to like everything I did, especially when I concentrated on the flared glans, making a tight little circle with my fingers and moving as fast as I could. In just a couple of minutes the muscles in his legs trembled and tensed and he fell back in the grass. I put my face close, watching the tip while I thumped my hand up and down. All of a sudden the end of the rubber swelled out with hot seed and I heard Thad ripping grass out of the ground with his hands. I kept rubbing him until he groaned for me to stop.
"Hey, that was neat," I said. "And it didn't take long either."
Thad pulled me down on him and kissed me until I thought my heart would jump through my chest. Then he rolled me over and unzipped my jeans inch by inch, kissing down toward my cunny as he went. I'd closed my eyes and felt him begin to slip my pants off when there was the sound of another car coming down the road.
"Stay out of sight," he told me as he pulled on his jeans. "It looks like a cop."
I waited there in the tall grass, so afraid that I didn't even dare pull my jeans back on. I heard two voices, Thad's and another man's. Then there was the sound of a car leaving and after a long minute or two, Thad came back.
"It was a cop all right," he said. "Told me he was just checking this place out, but we'd better not hang around. I didn't tell him I had you with me and he might just have a description." Thad shook his head and smiled grimly. "If he'd wanted to look in that duffel bag of yours I'd have been in jail for sure."
While Thad drove, I stayed down on the floorboard until we'd crossed into the next county. He stopped in a small town for a pint of bourbon to calm his nerves. Then we went on, hoping to make Denver before night.
"Poor baby," he said, hugging me close, "you must really be wired by now with all those interruptions just when I'm getting you hot."
I kissed his chin and slipped my hand under his shirt so I could touch his hard belly. "It's okay. Tonight we'll have a soft bed and plenty of time." Thad had promised that we'd get a motel in Denver so we could relax and clean up.
As the truck droned westward, I felt everything catching up with me. The hassles at the farm, getting away from Ben Gordon--and then Jason, had drained me emotionally, not to mention my last minute escape from my stepfather. As the tiredness crept over me I thought of how nice it was to have a man who would take care of me and keep me from danger. It was true, I felt awfully unsophisticated when Thad talked of certain things he'd done in big cities. But I knew he liked me more than just a little. With my head on his lap and smelling the warm muskiness of his body, I went to sleep.