by Ashlee Price
She nodded her head, but was unable to stop the sounds that came out. Every thrust in from his hips pushed her closer to an ever-expanding ball of fire inside of her. Her hips jerked back and she tried to urge him deeper, faster. His hand released her and she scooted horizontally, to line up perfectly for his cock. Carly squeezed her thighs together and grabbed the back of her legs to pull them closer to her chest. Lonnie surged deeper and she replaced one hand to her mouth, to stifle her own noise.
Lonnie was forgetting where he was. Nothing else mattered in that moment but the ridiculously wet woman taking him all the way in. His pelvic made a loud slapping noise as he forced himself in quickly, her ass jiggling with each pump, giving him more unneeded incentive to fuck her harder.
Carly was getting louder. Her hand was not enough to stop her. Lonnie grabbed one of her breast from the side as he pummeled in and out of her hot pussy. He felt the woman tighten up around him and heard her cry out, muffled slightly by her small shaking hand.
“Carly, is that you? Are you up?”
Lonnie froze fully enclosed and looked up to the girl’s body shaking underneath him. She did not seem to hear her and Lonnie prodded her with his cock. She merely whimpered and vibrated harder underneath him.
“Carly?”
Carly’s eyes opened and she clamped down on his cock. She looked over at him and Lonnie mouthed, “Say something.”
Carly’s voice quavered and even to her ears, sounded strange.
“Yea daddy. I am just getting up and I will be right out.”
Lonnie pulled out and slammed back into her, making her moan low in her throat like a growl. She tried to push against his hips, unable to take anymore but the man was close to his own climax. He pushed in deeper, holding her down from moving. Each jerk in, shook her whole body and he needed her the way he wanted her.
“Cover your mouth and don’t make a sound.”
His words were hushed but clear. She placed her other hand over her mouth and squeezed her eyes shut as he hammered her quickly. Carly imploded again and her last rush of fluid splashing on his cock was his undoing. He grunted several times as he filled her with more of his essence. She wanted to say something, but knew it was too late. He had already filled her twice with his man seed. She couldn’t stop what was going to happen and her mind was turned to mush by his pleasure anyways.
He pulled out with another low grunt and Carly tried to stand up on wobbly legs. She grinned down at Lonnie as she almost toppled over, trying hard to conceal her laughter. She tugged on the prior day’s clothes and looked down at him. He smoothed his hair and then she did the same, though it still looked as though she had rolled around on it. Taking a deep breath, she stepped out of the small tent and went to where her father stood.
“Are you okay Carly? You look all blotched and sweaty. Are you sure you are not coming down with something, your voice sounded weird earlier.”
Carly flushed and was sure that she became even redder on the cheeks with his comment. She couldn’t very well tell him that she had just gotten fucked mindless by his best friend. Her fingers quivered and she grabbed her shirt to steady her hands.
“No it is just harder to sleep out here. You know how it is, you get used to air conditioning and television. It is so quiet that I am just not used to it.”
Saul chuckled and hugged his daughter. His back was feeling better and he was ready to start on the last leg of the hike before they had to go back.
“I slept like a rock I must say. Have you seen Lonnie around?”
“No daddy. Maybe he is still sleeping in his tent?”
“No I already checked. You haven’t seen him this morning?”
Carly looked down, afraid that her eyes would give her away.
“No you just woke me up. Maybe he went for a walk. Seems like guys like him like to do that.”
“Guys like him?”
“Yeah, you know, loners. They like to go off by themselves don’t they?”
“I wouldn’t really call him a loner. He has just seen more than most and he deals with it in solitude. He was just telling me yesterday how he was looking forward to starting a family. I think old Lonnie is ready to settle down finally. He will be a good husband and father, so I hope he finds someone soon.”
Carly smiled down at her feet, her father’s words made her mind whirl with possibilities. She hoped that he had been thinking about her when he had said that. What would her father say if he found out? She could not see it ending well, so the confession that was so close on her lips was pushed back. The two stared at the rising sun in the distance, while Lonnie got back into his own tent and dressed before coming out like nothing had just happened.
~THE END~
Road Tripping With Daddy’s Best Friends
Chapter One
"Sabrina, you ready?"
I opened my door by just an inch. I was still wrapped in my towel when poked my head out and saw my dad standing in the hall, dressed and ready to go.
"I just stepped out of the shower," I told him. "If you're worried about being late and getting a camp site, just go. I can follow once I'm done. I need to drop a few things at school anyway."
He stared at me with a frown, "You've never been to the camping grounds before."
"I'll just use a GPS to get there," I told him as I tried shutting the door. He shoved a foot in and butted in a suggestion, "Want to just ride with James and Ben?"
I shrugged, "Dad, I'm not going to get lost."
"I still don't want you traveling all those hours on the interstate all on your own."
"Dad, I'm eighteen," I reminded him.
He shook his head, "You're going with them just so I can make sure you're okay."
"Ugh," I complained. "But that means I won't be driving."
"Figure it out with them, they might let you," my dad told me.
"Now I really need to go. Call me when you guys get there, okay? I'll wait for you guys at the reception lodge."
I nodded and shut the door, "All right, bye!" I yelled so he could still hear me.
I had no idea why my dad wanted to bring me with him this time to the camping grounds. All they do there is sleep in tents, fish, and hunt deer. Maybe for him and his friends it might be exhilarating but all I wanted to do was go back to sleep. Going camping at the other end of the country was not exactly how I wanted to celebrate graduating high school.
After a few minutes I heard him drive off. He had to take the pickup truck and the trailer it towed behind it. I planned on using his sedan but those dreams were gone now.
I took the towel off and stared at myself in the mirror. I was a bit thicker and heavier than some girls but I still found myself very pretty and hot. With long blonde hair and green eyes, a curvy body and a plump ass, a lot of boys tried getting in my pants in high school but none of them ever got the chance. The farthest I've tried is letting my ex-boyfriend fondle my tits.
But deep inside I loved the way guys stared at my body whenever I passed by. I had curves in all the right places.
Flaunting these good looks in the middle of nowhere while my dad and his friends hunted deer, however, sounded like the most boring thing to do after graduation. I wanted to go to Chicago and get a job, not drive all the way to Washington state and spend five days lost in the woods.
"Ah, what the heck," I mumbled to myself. This was how Dad wanted to bond with me before sending me off to college so I guess I'd give him a pass on this one. But before following him on the road, I needed to drop off some papers at school first.
So I went with a pair of jeans, ripped at the thighs and slightly at the back. I wore a pair of thongs underneath so that my skin would show through the tears. I paired this off with a white tank top and sneakers.
"Fuck," I muttered to myself when I realized I forgot my father to tell me when Ben and James would be driving by to pick me up.
I took my phone from my drawer, swiped through a few text messages, and dialed my dad's number. He answ
ered after the sixth ring.
"What's up?" He asked.
"Are you talking while driving?" I teased. He hated it when I was on the phone while on the wheel so it was wickedly cool to catch him doing it too.
"Ha-ha," he said sarcastically when he figured he was caught.
"What do you need sweet cake?"
I paced around the kitchen as I replied, trying to fix myself a glass of grape juice, "What time are they coming to pick me up? I need to drop my old projects at the school library."
"Oh, Sab I think they're already on their way," he told me. "Be nice okay? I promise, these guys are cool."
"Ugh," I muttered in disappointment. "Really? Well there goes my plans of seeing Janine today."
My dad didn't seem to care, "I'll make it up to you when we get back home, okay? Honey, I need to go, I'm heading to the interstate."
"Kay, bye Dad."
"Bye honey," he said right before he ended the call.
Crap. Well, I need to change plans. If those two were already on their way I needed to get my backpack ready. Dad already brought all the big essentials so all I needed to do was pack some clothes, underwear, toothbrush, and others. I wondered if my phone would get any reception in the woods. If it did I could just video-chat with my friends to pass the time.
So I headed to my room and began unloading stuff from my drawer. I packed a lot of light clothing: tank tops, light shirts, and shorts. When I got to my drawer of panties I suddenly burst into laughter when I saw my vibrator.
It didn't look like a real penis because it wasn't the kind that was inserted in a woman's pussy. It just vibrated and I always pressed it against my clit whenever I needed to find some release, which for no reason was every night before I'd go to sleep.
Janine bought it for me when she dared me to walk into an adult store. The guy at the counter couldn't stop staring at my tits and at the time I was so tempted to just flash them at him and run. Instead, Janine walked me down an aisle and actually bought me this thing. In the end, it proved to be so useful.
Knock! Knock!
"Coming!" I yelled. Ah, shit, they're here. I grabbed the backpack and stormed out of my room, through the kitchen, and out the front door, locking the house as I exited.
When I turned around to greet them, my jaw dropped when I realized these two were the hottest men I have ever encountered.
Chapter Two
I saw Ben first since he was the one standing outside the van. He was this tall, hulking man with finely tuned muscles. He was tanned, probably from spending too much time outdoors hunting or whatnot, had neatly cropped black hair and a goatee. He wore an old flannel shirt, ripped jeans, boots, and a cap worn backwards.
Inside, in the driver's seat, was James. He stepped out to greet me too. James was probably only half an inch shorter than Ben, had an equally well-built body that rippled with muscles, and wavy dirty-blond hair that reached his shoulders. His jaw and chin were marked by a trimmed 5 o'clock beard.
"Hey!" I finally managed to say.
"Sabrina, right?" Ben asked as he reached out to shake my hand.
I gripped his hand it felt like I was being handled by a bear, so firm and strong. "Yeah," I replied. "Sorry I got you guys in this mess. I took too long and my Dad had to go ahead so now you're stuck with me."
James waved it off as he offered to take my bag. "You kiddin' me?" He asked as he pushed my bag into the back of the van, behind the back seats. "We'd love to have you along. It'll be a long ride, missy, and it can get boring with no one to talk to. I'd go insane if I had to listen to Ben's banter all day."
Ben rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, I love you too, moron."
I chuckled at that. I guess hitching a ride wouldn't be so bad after all. If they were this lively on the road I might have more fun with them than I would have listening to music on my phone if I had ridden with my Dad.
"Lucky us," Ben then said.
I frowned back, "Why lucky?"
"Well," he answered as he opened the van's side door for me. "We get to ride with a hot chick for once."
I burst into a fit of laughter. Ben sat down in the van as James took his seat at the driver's side. I entered and took a seat right beside Ben.
"How is that funny?" He asked me.
"I've never been referred to as the hot chick," I admitted. Honestly, hearing him say it made me blush so I turned to the other side and stared out the left window just as James began maneuvering out of the driveway.
James glimpsed at my reflection through the rear-view mirror, "What? No one ever told you you're a walking sex machine at school?"
I laughed at that but confirmed my previous statement, "Nobody. Even my ex never told me anything like that. Well, he did say I had a nice ass."
Ben leaned in closer, "Did he ever get to tap your ass?"
Laughter again burst out. I shook my head when I was able to compose myself, "What? Nope, actually I'm still a virgin."
I felt James almost stomp on the breaks upon hearing what I said. Luckily he had better concentration than I and was able to drive us out of the neighborhood. We were on our way to the back streets that would eventually lead us to the interstate. "You never had sex all through-out high school?"
I shrugged, "Never. I only had two boyfriends in high school and the farthest we ever got was light fondling."
Ben looked at me like I was some poor kitten abandoned on the street. "No one ever tried?"
"Uncle Ben," I replied. "Guys want skinny girls."
"Maybe in your school," he told me. "But when it comes down to it, a chick with some meat on her is always better."
That seemed a bit confusing. Didn't all boys want skinny, sexy girls?
"Huh?" I asked.
"How does being a bit thicker make me better?"
James answered this one quickly, "We want to fuck girls, not skeletons."
"Nothing turns me on more than the sound of my body smashing against a thick ass while pounding a girl doggy style," Ben added.
"Too much info!" I said as I tried to stop myself from laughing.
Ben casually wrapped his arm over my shoulders and scooted himself closer to me, "So now you're heading to college as a virgin, huh?"
Okay, I admit, that sucked. "Yeah," I said with a sad tone.
"Honestly I did try to seduce my ex during our prom but he fucking walked out on me and took that slut Melissa home instead of me."
"What an idiot," Ben commented. He inched even closer to me and by now I could smell the strong fragrance of his cologne. It was a cool, refreshing sensation. He smelled like a man. I almost swooned over!
"Oh Uncle Ben," I said as I shook my head. "It's too late for me now, I guess. I won't meet another guy until I start college."
James answered without even taking his eyes off the road, " Oh I doubt that. You've got fans, dear, fans who would jump to be with you the moment they could."
"Huh?" I shot back with a chuckle. "That's impossible Uncle James, where would I meet a guy, during summer no less, who would feel inclined to date me much less sleep with me?"
Ben cupped my face all of a sudden and turned my head so he could look at me eye to eye, "Right here, honey."
And without warning he leaned in and planted a kiss on my lips.
Chapter Three
When our lips parted I felt a sudden void tear me from the inside. The warmth of his lips and body vanished when he pulled away and I almost caved in to pull him back to me.
"U-uncle Ben," I stuttered as I kept my gaze on him.
Ben smiled as his large, warm hand rubbed my cheek,
"Was it good?"
I felt my whole body tremble but I licked my lips and had to admit that it felt exhilarating to be kissed like that and by someone who looked like he just walked out of a gym with a build that any woman would melt in front of.
“It was,” I softly whispered back as I bit down on my lip.
“My, my, my,” James said as he continued to drive. “Ben, be careful
, I think you might wake up the beast.”
I giggled and snuggled into Ben’s arms. It felt warm and reassuring, two sensations I haven’t felt even when I was dating someone back in high school. Back then it was just about being cool enough to even have a boyfriend but here I was being adored by a really hot guy.
“Look at me, baby,” Ben told me.
I felt a warm knot come loose in my gut when I heard him call me ‘baby’. I smiled and turned my head to look at him and he immediately moved in to give me another kiss. This time though I welcomed it, and pressed my lips in forward to greet his.
Ben pressed deeper this time, and I felt the warmth of his whole body as he shifted closer. I felt the weight of his hands as he gripped my shoulders. His fingers gently tapped the skin of my shoulders and slowly danced to my neck and back where they roamed freely as our kiss began to engulf itself in passion.
My breathing deepened and I felt my pulse begin to quicken. When I kissed back again I felt Ben gently push his tongue forward and I willingly took it in. Immediately he lashed it forward and danced with the tip of mine. As our kiss shifted from something playful and nice to being erotically passionate I felt the urge to straddle on top of his lap but it was an urge I had to resist. We were in a moving van after all.
Suddenly Ben pulled back and for what seemed like an eternity he just stared into my eyes, our faces still so close to each other, as we both steadily tried to catch our breaths.
“Damn you too,” James jokingly said as he looked at through the mirror. “I would say get a room but nothing beats the privacy of this van.”
I looked around and realized he was right. The windows all had black taints on them, ensuring no one would be able to see what was going on inside. The air conditioning was just right, the seats were long and comfortable and could be folded back into a sort of bed, and the music James was playing was some sort of evening jazz that only set the mood even further.
“Yeah?” Ben said sarcastically as he continued to stare into my eyes.
“You’d still be there listening.”