The Hitchhiker - Sex Stories

The Hitchhiker

... As I moved up, she pulled her legs up, allowing me to slide into her with ease. It was like a puzzle piece coming together. It was such a natural movement. Holding myself up, looking down at her. I started to grind in and out of her.

I whispered in her ear, “Does it feel good?”

Her hips were moving with the same rhythm as my grinding motion.

“Oh, Jesus Christ, yes! Keep going.”

She started to quiver. “I’m coming! You too! Now! Give it to me, fill me up!”

Hearing the words caused me to explode. My body stiffened up and it was like a cannon shot. I let out a deep breath as I emptied my balls into her. Then I collapsed on top of her.

“Are you done?”

“Huh?”

She said it again, “Are you done?”

“I think so.”

“Good. Me too. Get off me.”

No romance. Nothing like in the movies. Darlene certainly knew what she wanted. And I gave it to her. I was quite proud of myself. I rolled off her and she got up.

As she was leaving the room, she turned to me. “I’m getting a drink. Do you want anything?”

She must have done this hundreds of times before. It was too natural the way she carried herself. Was I the first hitchhiker she had ever had? Was I her first virgin? I bet no on both counts.

“No, I’m fine, nothing for me, thanks.”

When she returned, she had two bottles of water. “I brought you one anyway. You need to hydrate.”

Just like a mother. No, a grandmother. Oh God! Why did I think that? I just fucked somebodies grandma! I am a sick pervert and ...

... my dick is getting hard again.

She spoke, “You’re quiet. What are you thinking?”

No way was I going to tell her what was racing through my head. “Nothing. Just relaxing.”

Then in a moment of insanity, I decided to get chatty. “Darlene, can I let you in on something?”

“I tied you, fucked you, then you sucked my clit and fucked my brains out. Do you really think you have to ask me that question?”

I laughed. “I guess not. I just wanted to let you know that I lied to you earlier.”

In a sarcastic tone, she said, “Oh God! You’re not married, are you?”

“What? No!”

She smiled. “Good. I hate it when I fuck a guy and find out he’s married. Somehow the wife always finds out and then wants to come after me, like it’s my fault. If you hear someone outside, it is probably someone’s crazy wife looking to kill me.”

“Oh shit! Really?”

“No! Not really. You are very gullible. I’m sorry, we went off track for a minute. What did you want to tell me?”

I almost forgot what I was saying. “I told you earlier that I do okay with women. That was a lie. You are the first woman I’ve had sex with.”

“Hmmm. I had a feeling. Well, you did just fine. You got me off twice. When you went down on me, you were great. A lot of guys just slurp around and never get the job done. Not you, you got right down to business.”

Darlene made me feel special. We lay in her bed, both hydrating as she put it. My dick was still like granite. I put the bottle of water down and moved toward ...