by Ashlee Price
“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 answered 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 throughout 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.”
“I don’t mind,” I told Ben. Honestly, I didn’t give a damn at this point. I never got this kind of attention before and I might never get it again. I always feared I might grow up single and alone with no husband or kids. If being with Ben here in this van, even with James right there within earshot, I’d grab the chance.
Ben smiled as he gave me a soft peck on the lips, “Really, now? Aren’t you a naughty little girl.”
“They always say virgins are the naughtiest,” James added. “They don’t know what it’s like so they keep fantasizing about it.”
I had to laugh and answer, “I do not fantasize about sex all day.”
Ben pulled away from me and smirked, “Really? Are you sure about that? Let’s take a look here.” He then left my side and headed to the back of the van where he started going through the bags and messed around with my backpack.
“Hey!” I yelped as I tried to follow but he was blocking the only path to the back.
“Ooh, what’s this?” he asked as he turned around and dangled my vibrator in the air. My cheeks flushed when I saw them and I felt a little furious that he’d go through my belongings like that. I knew he was looking for something like a phone with porn videos but finding a vibrator was like finding gold.
James laughed aloud when he saw the vibrator, “Holy shit. Sabrina, you actually use that thing?”
“Yes,” I softly answered as I shut my eyes and wished I didn’t pack it along with me. “My friend bought for me when she dared me to walk into an adult store. I didn’t want anything that had to go in me so she picked that instead.”
Ben scooted back to my side and told me, “I wonder if this works on you.”
“Of course it does,” I replied. “I was planning on using it in case I found the trip boring. Dad’s trips are often boring.”
“Well, the other times he didn’t have us along with him,” James told me, which was true. Dad often would bring people his own age and they were often quite boring. They’d leave me at the campsite to watch over their belongings while they went hunting or fishing. I never thought my Dad would bring in a few guys that were a bit younger this time around.
“I don’t know,” Ben said teasingly as he fumbled with the vibrator’s buttons. “I need to see it in action to believe it works on you.”
“That’s evil,” I answered but deep inside I wanted to go along with it. Despite my answer, I gently began to spread my legs and slouch on the seat. Ben didn’t need to be told what to do and he immediately came closer. At first he nibbled at my lips but soon his tongue found its way down to
my neck and before I could stop to think Ben was pushing the fabric of my tank top down as he found access to my breasts.
When his lips suckled on my right nipple, that’s when I realized that this ride would be my finest.
Chapter Four
“Oh God,” I moaned out as Ben pushed the seat down and me along with it. We lay on the makeshift bed as comfortably as we could while James drove at a steady pace on the highway. Ben almost ripped my tank top when he took it off me and I marveled at the muscles on his torso when he took his shirt off.
Ben leaned in on top of me and his lips and tongue continued to assault my breasts. My hands roamed over his back until they found his hair and I tugged softly each time he would nibble or suck hard on my nipples.
His hands kept themselves busy as well. He slid one up to fondle my other breast and the other he began undoing the zipper of my jeans. His fingers crawled through the folds of my pants and under the soft fabric of my thong until he finally made his way to the soft mound right atop my now moist and aching pussy.
“B-Ben,” I stuttered softly. “P-Please be g-gentle.”
“I will darling,” was all he said before he suckled on my tits and poked a finger through the folds of my pussy. Almost immediately my whole body froze as an electrifying jolt shot through every inch of me. He didn’t penetrate his fingers past my hymen and instead focused solely on teasing and rubbing my clit. At times he would apply more pressure and it would make me squeal in both pleasure and excitement.
“I love it when you moan like that,” Ben told me as he rose up momentarily to drag my pants and panties off. He tossed them to the rear-end seat, close to the bags.
I bit down on my lip and teased him with the naughtiest look I could muster. “When I moan like what?” I asked.
Ben suddenly pressed the vibrator against my clit and turned it on. Instantly my legs tried to cross and squirm as the sensation of ecstasy flooded my mind.
“Oh my Go— fuck!” I moaned out loudly as the vibrator continued to ruthlessly take a hold of my most sensitive part.