The Hitchhiker - Sex Stories

The Hitchhiker

... didn’t say a word for the rest of the trip. The fantasy I had, I was undressing this lady in my mind. She steered the car off the main road toward the Gulf of Mexico. I knew we were running out of land. I could smell the saltwater in the air. The road ended at a driveway but I couldn’t see the house. We came to a stop at one of the largest homes I’d ever seen.

I wasn’t sure what to do. “Should I wait here for you?”

“Don’t be silly. It’s Sunday. I don’t have to be in Tallahassee until tomorrow. We’ll spend the night here, get a good night’s sleep, rise early and I’ll have you at school in time for your first class. Then I’ll go to my office for my weekly grind.”

We walked into her house together. “My first class isn’t until Wednesday. I should call my Mother and let her know where I am.”

She looked at me with a wicked grin. “What are you going to tell her? That you missed the bus and you were hitchhiking and some strange woman picked you up. That you have no idea where you are. How do you think that will go over at home?”

I gave it some thought. “You’re right. I’ll just send her a text to let her know I am okay.”

She said, “Good idea, Stud. Make yourself at home. The fridge is stocked with beer, soda, and snacks. Help yourself to whatever you want.”

I went down a long hallway toward the kitchen. I passed a living room that was the size of my entire house. It had a wall of glass sliding doors that led out to a pool. Beyond that was the Gulf of Mexico. Water ...

... as far as the eye could see, the view was amazing. I grew up in a comfortable home and I wanted for nothing. This was a world that I was not familiar with. I became aware that Darlene was a wealthy woman.

As the winter clouds swirled above and the sun started to set over the water, the brilliant blue, gray, and orange combination in the sky was stunning. The view was mesmerizing. I felt a presence as I stood gazing outside. It was Darlene. She quietly snuck up behind me. I turned to comment on the sunset, she was standing there in a thick white robe.

“I am going for a swim. The pool is heated. I keep it at eighty-eight degrees. A comfortable temperature year round. Why don’t you join me.”

“I don’t have a bathing suit.” It was the only thing I could think to say. What an idiot I am.

She burst out laughing. “Okay then. You were ready to take out your cock in my car while I was driving. Now you're shy? What the fuck is that all about?”

She opened the door and stepped out onto the pool deck. She untied her robe and placed it on a lounge chair poolside exposing her nude body for me to see. There were no noticeable bikini lines. It became obvious to me that she rarely wore a swimsuit. I went outside to join her, shedding my clothes and releasing the erection that had been strangled in my pants for hours.

Darlene’s body was incredible. I wondered if she was a model when she was younger. Her tits were naturally firm, a muscular body with solid legs and a tight ass. ...