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Hitching it...

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: jacknmac Posted on: 12 Jul 2003 1 comments
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Someone asked if my stories were true. Yes, to a great extent. I can't seem to just make them up and have to base them on some actual experience...btw, love the chat...Just spent a very pleasant (hot) hour or two there....Summer, 1966. Cars on the highway shimmered in the July heat. Occasional but insignificant breezes rustled the dry grasses along the side of the road. I was walking backward in the gravel with my thumb out hoping for a compassionate driver to stop and give me santuary from the heat and dust. I could feel the sweat trickling down my spine under my t-shirt and between the cheeks of my buttocks. The front of my shirt was damp from using it to mop my brow. Cars passed without slowing but the momentary breeze generated by their passing was welcome. Despairing of getting a ride I began walking, kicking an empty beer bottle into the ditch. I did not turn as another vehicle passed, slowed, and pulled to a stop on the gravel curb. As the dust cleared and arm appeared out the window motioning. I picked up my pace to a trot and leaned over and looked into the passenger window of the old Ford Fairlane. "How far ya goin?" the driver asked. A woman in her late 20's or early 30's was leaning across the seat. I immediately took note of the way her v-neck blouse gaped open revealing twin mounds supported by a bright blue bra. Noticing my gaze she pressed the fabric against her chest with a delicate hand but I thought I detected a knowing smile twitch the corners of her full lips. "Just about five miles," I answered giving her my best smile."I'm going to Bristol so hop in," she responded unlocking the passenger door.I slid in beside her stealing a glance at her tanned legs. We pulled back onto the pavement leaving a cloud of dust swirling in or wake. "Sure is hot!" she exclaimed, pullin up her skirt to mid thigh, "I don't know how you can stand those jeans in this weather. Don't you have any shorts?" she continued looking down at the obvious bulge in my jeans. Being in a hurry I had put on the first pair I came and they were tighter than the work pants I normally wore to work."I don't have any shorts," I explained feeling the bulge grow as I continued stealing glances at her thighs. "They would be more comfortable than those jeans," she commented with a widening smile, "How old are you? 18?""Yes, in March," I answered feeling my face flush but not from the heat."I wish I were still 18," she said wistfully, "I'd give you a run for your money..."I stared straight ahead not knowing what to say but thinking that she wasn't bad whatever her age was."Jeans that tight can't be too good for you. Don't you think you should loosen them and let that thing air out?" she asked with a mischievious twinkle in her eye. "I...I'm ok," I sputtered in embarassment."Am I embarassing you?" she asked laying her hand on my knee."No," I lied crossing my legs, "I need to get out at the next road.""Too bad," she said with an exaggerated pout. She pulled to the side of the road. "Thank you very much," I said trying to open the door."You have to unlock it," she said reaching over my back and pulling up the latch, "If I were you I'd go down in those bushes and play with that thing. It sure looks like it needs it. Maybe I'll see you again sometime. I travel through here several times a week.". She waved as she sped off. I ran across the road watching the car disappear into the distance. Stupid, stupid, stupid, I chided myself as all the possibilities of the situation flooded my mind. I walked across the lot dodging the trucks. I was working as a janitor for the summer at a trucking terminal before going to college in the fall. Part of my job was to clean the rooms in the drivers' dorm. I clocked in and bounded up the back stairs to the dormatory. One room was used to store dirty bed linens and towels until they were picked up by the linen service. I unlocked the door and pushed aside the mound of sheets, towels, and pillow cases which almost filled the room. Making sure the door was locked I unzipped my jeans and dropped them to my knees. My cock immediately sprang to full vertical and my brain was still racing with what if's about the woman in the Ford. I began pumping furiously, falling back into the pile. Almost immediately streams of semen shot from my engorged cock head. Spent, I used the slightly damp towels to wipe the cum from my cock and t-shirt, pulled up my jeans and covered the evidence of my relief.I loaded up my cart with fresh linens and rolled it down the hall checking each room to determine if it needed cleaning. After stripping most of the beds and remaking them I wheeled the cart back to the storage room and loaded up with another load of clean bed linens. The door to the next room I came to was slightly ajar. I knocked. No answer. Pushing the door open I was surprised to find a big burly trucker sitting up in the bed totally naked looking at a magazine. He looked up with a little grin but didn't move otherwise. "Sorry, was just here to clean the room," I said starting to close the door. "C'mon in. I just got in and this room hasn't been cleaned yet," he said cheerfully. "Oh, ok," I replied opening the door a little wider "You can move to one of the rooms I've already cleaned..."."Nah," he said laying the magazine on his lap. "I'm already settled in here. I'll get out of your way while you do your job." He slid off the bed with his semi-erect circumsized cock standing out from a thick mat of gray streaked brown pubic hair. I made an effort not to stare and set about the business of stripping the bed and pillows. "Mind if I finish looking at my magazine?" he said holding up the centerfold."Fine with me," I said nervously. "Looks like a good one..."."Yep," he said turning his head and looking at the sweet thang in the picture. "I've been on the road for three days and ain't had no pussy in over a week. Bet a young feller like you gets lots of pussy?"."I wish," I confessed feeling a little less intimidated by this rough looking fellow sitting in the chair fondling his hairy balls and now very hard cock. A glistening drop of pre-cum was oozing out of it's reddish purple head and, much to my consternation, my dick began pushing out the front of my jeans. I did my best to keep my back to him fearing that he would notice that I was becoming aroused. But he did notice. "Looks like you're packing quite a load there," he commented beginning to stroke his cock slowly. "Better let it out before you bust you zipper.""I'd...uh...better go finish my work," I responded hesitantly, grabbed up the pile of sheet and headed for the door. "Here, take this with you," he said standing up jacking very rapidly. I couldn't get past him as he had his back to the door."Excuse me, I have to go," I pleaded. He leaned back against the door and shot goobs of cum all over the sheets I was carrying. All I could do was stare as he milked the last pearly drops out, reached down and wiped his shaft off with the corner of the sheet. "You are a good man. Have a nice evening," he finally said standing aside as I scurried out the door nearly tripping when I stepped on the corner of one of the sheets I was carrying. I rolled my cart to the farthest end of the hall, locked the door of of the room behind me, and listened for the sound of footsteps. To my relief I heard nothing. I felt very confused that I had been so aroused by the recent encounter. Having grown up in the country feeling that way would have had dire consequences if any of my friends found out. I had secretly enjoyed checking out my classmates in the showers after physical education but was in constant fear of developing a hardon and being laughed at or branded as "queer". The guys in the school that were suspected of having those tendencies were often harassed openly. I never participated but didn't come to their defense in any way either. I had spent the night with one of them after working on his parents' farm. During the night he began feeling my bare chest and stomach and my crotch outside my jockey shorts. I pretended to be asleep until he slid his hand under the waistband and began fondling my cock and balls. I quickly rolled over onto my stomach pretending to still be asleep. I was awake most of the night hearing his fist hitting his stomach and feeling him rub the head of his dick against my butt. I too was very hard and had great difficulty not hunching the mattress. Finally I guessed that by the motion of the bed and his gasps that he came and soon drifted off to sleep. I left early the next morning and we never discussed the night before. On the walk home through the fields I made a detour into a thicket and sprayed the bushes with my cum thinking of the evening's activities. I was almost sorry that I hadn't responded to his advances but feared that he would tell someone.These thoughts were running through my mind sitting in the silence of the room. I reached down into my jeans and pulled my stiff cock up against my stomach so that it wouldn't be so noticable should I run into someone. It was almost 2:00 a.m. by then and my shift was about over. The next shift would be coming on any time so I finished up the two remaining rooms and clocked out.The air outside the building was heavy with dew and the only sounds were the cars slipping through the night on the highway. I shuffled toward the gate with my head filled with the events of the day. My hardon had subsided by the time my father pulled up in the pickup. I didn't have much to say on the way home and dad was just interested in getting back to bed. In the darkness of the truck as it bounced over the rutted gravel road I could feel my groin again stirring and only wanted to get home and into my bed where I could relieve the pressure out the open window by my bed. I just hoped my younger brother was asleep. Dad parked the truck, got out and took a piss in the middle of the road while I walked to the house and tiptoed into my bedroom. I took off my clothes in the near total darkness and felt my dick rising as I crawled into the lower bunk under my brother's. I quietly raised the window to the cool dampness of the night air. I moved closer to the windowsill and, careful not to make any noise or shake the bed, began to rub the head of my cock with the pre-cum now flowing. Finally I blew my load onto the shrubs under the window and fell peacefully asleep.The next morning broke cloudy and humid. I got up about 10:00 and did some chores around the farm before taking a bath and getting dressed for work. My dad picked me after work but I hitch hiked to work during the day. I had to walk 3 miles to the "hard road" before I could expect to catch a ride and usually left home around 2:30. There was a bowling alley next to the terminal where I would go if I got lucky and got a good ride but today wasn't to be one of those days. After walking almost six miles to the nearest main highway I was soaked in sweat and if I didn't get a ride for the remaining nine miles soon I'd be late for work. In addition, thunder clouds were beginning to build up to the west. The wind picked up and was welcome. Lightening began rippling through the clouds as it became darker and darker. Huge raindrops began spattering the dusty pavement and I was begining to look for a safe to wait out the storm. I was climbing the barbed wire fence next to a barn just off the highway when I heard a car stop and blow it's horn. Instantly a thrill ran through my stomach as I realized that it was the woman from the day before. I won't be stupid this time I thought as I jumped into her car just as the downpour commenced. "You're lucky that I happened to see you," she said with a broad smile and pulled back onto the road. "Thank you!" I said wiping my forehead on my sleeve. "I can't see a thing," she said leaning forward and trying to see through the downpour. Her wipers were obviously in need of replacement. "I'm going to have to pull off." She turned onto the narrow dirt road which led to the barn I was heading for earlier. She stopped on the eastern side of the barn where the rain wasn't as bad and turned off the engine. "Guess we'll just have to wait it out," she said resignedly. There was a long silence as we sat there watching the lightening dance in the distance. "I hope I didn't embarass you too much yesterday...," she said apologetically. "I think you are a very good looking young man.""Thanks," I responded feeling my face flush. "I was a little embarassed...I never had a girl say anything like that to me before.""I can't believe that," she said touching my forearm. "I got so wet thinking of you in those tight jeans that I played with my pussy all the way to Bristol." I glanced toward her to see her slip one hand under her blouse. I felt my loose work pants began to bulge out as I wasn't wearing underwear. I looked down and confirmed that a tent was definitely being raised...as I looked up her eyes rose from my crotch and met mine. She looked around and leaned across the seat and kissed me on the cheek and on the ear and the neck. I was completely tongue-tied and jumped when she reached down and squeezed the bulge in my pants. "Can I just have a peek?" she asked giving another squeeze. "I guess...," I said. Before I could reach down she was already unzipping my fly. Instantly my pulsing cock popped into the air. "That's really nice," she said kissing the bulging pink head now oozing pre-cum. A sudden bolt of lightening struck very near the car and I jumped and she plunged down on my straining cock at the same instant. "God!!" I gasped as she swirled her tongue around the head of my dick while rolling my balls in her hand. This was the first time anyone had taken me in their mouth (I had tried but could only get the tip of my tongue on it). I felt the cum rising and attempted to pull my cock from her lips but she only sucked harder as I exploded in her mouth. Surge after surge was drawn from me and swallowed. I was blind and deaf to the storm raging around us. She raised her cum-laden lips to mine and I sucked her tongue as she had my dick tasting her and my semen in a delicious cocktail I'd never experienced. I reached under her skirt but she pulled away wiping her lips with a kleenex."Next time...I have go to a church meeting," she apologized buttoning her blouse and straightening her hair. "I promise...".