Hitchhike

The next morning, Amber woke up early, eager to wash off the remnants of the night before. After a quick shower in the campground facilities, she returned to the tent, only to find Luna disheveled and saying goodbye to the guy she had chosen to share a tent with.

“Morning, sleepyhead!” Luna teased, her hair tousled. “I heard a lot of noises last night. Looks like Jake kept you busy!”

Amber rolled her eyes, trying to suppress a smile. “Jake didn’t come to my tent.”

Luna’s brow furrowed with confusion. “Then who did? Spill!”

Amber quickly deflected, “Let’s not... Did you sleep well?” She changed the subject just in time to avoid any more questions.

Luna’s appearance conveyed the image of someone who had been thoroughly enjoyed—or perhaps mistreated—all night. Her bronzed skin bore faint scratches and small, red suckles in visible areas, evidence of a passionate encounter that had left its mark. Despite this, she wore a mischievous smile as she began to detail everything that happened during the delightful night in her tent with the boy she had just met.

“Oh, Amber, you wouldn’t believe it!” Luna exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “He was amazing! We started slow, just talking and getting to know each other, but things quickly escalated.” She gestured to the marks on her neck and shoulders. “These are from him. He was so gentle yet insatiable. Every touch, every kiss... it was like he couldn’t get enough of me.”

Amber’s eyes widened as she listened, half-horrified, half-fascinated. She saw a little of herself in Luna, the desire to plunge into what felt good, even if it meant risking a few bruises along the way. But Amber worried about her friend, knowing that Luna’s free-spirited nature often led her into unpredictable situations.

“Luna, wow! But what if...” Amber began, her voice trailing off as she tried to find the right words.

Luna waved off her concern with a dismissive hand. “Life’s too short to worry about what ifs, Amber. Besides, it was incredible. We explored every inch of each other, and by the end, I felt like we were connected in ways I’ve never experienced before.” She paused, her smile softening. “I think I might actually miss him.”

Amber shook her head, trying to process her friend’s wild escapade. “You’re unbelievable, Luna. But be careful, okay? Not everyone is as harmless as they seem.”

Luna nodded, though her expression remained carefree. “I know, I know. But for now, let’s focus on getting back.”

As they finished packing up their camping gear, Luna’s demeanor remained lighthearted, her adventurous spirit undimmed by the night’s events. Amber couldn’t help but feel a mix of admiration and worry for her friend, knowing that Luna’s free-spirited nature often led her into unpredictable situations. But for now, they had a long drive ahead, and Amber knew she had to trust that Luna would be cautious, even if her actions sometimes said otherwise.

After they packed up their camping gear, Luna turned to Amber. “Are you ready to go? It’s going to be a long trip since we have to drive in the opposite direction to drop off the others.”

Amber hesitated, a secret smile creeping onto her face. “Actually, I got a ride with someone from the campground.”

Luna’s curiosity piqued, and she pressed, “Who?”

Amber hesitated for a moment before reluctantly revealing, “It’s Earl, the old guy who was next the bonfire”

Luna’s expression shifted to one of alarm. “What? Amber, no! You can’t get in a car with him! He’s creepy!”

Amber tried to calm her down. “Luna, it’s fine. He seemed harmless enough. He’s just a little… odd.”

Luna shook her head vehemently. “I don’t like it. You don’t know him! What if he’s really not who he seems? This isn’t just some fun adventure!”

Amber took a deep breath, trying to reassure her friend. “I promise I’ll be careful. It’s just a ride. Besides, it’s the easiest way to get back.”

After a few tense moments, Luna finally sighed, albeit still looking uneasy. “Just text me when you get there, okay? I don’t like this at all.”

Amber nodded, appreciating Luna’s concern. They exchanged quick hugs, and as Luna stepped back, worry still etched on her face, Amber couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and apprehension about her unusual choice.

The morning sun was a relentless furnace, baking the campsite with its fiery intensity. Amber’s skin prickled under the heat as she approached Earl’s tent. The sight of his massive pickup truck, its bed transformed into an extended tent, sent shivers down her spine—not from fear, but anticipation. She wore a black little dress that clung to her curves, ending mid-thigh. Her shoulder-length red hair framed her face, contrasting sharply with her dark makeup. No bra underneath, her nipples pebbled against the thin fabric, already betraying her arousal. Soldier boots completed her look, clinking softly against the dry ground as she walked.

Amber reached the entrance of the tent and hesitated for a moment. She could hear Earl rummaging around inside, his movements clumsy yet deliberate. Taking a deep breath, she ducked under the flap and stepped inside. The interior was dim, the canvas walls filtering the sunlight into a soft, flickering glow. Earl was at the back of the truck, fiddling with something metallic. He didn’t notice her immediately, too engrossed in his task. His flannel shirt was unbuttoned halfway, revealing his sinewy chest and the tangled mat of hair that covered it. His overalls hung loosely on his frame, the straps slipping off his shoulders.

“Hey, Earl,” Amber called out, her voice a mix of casualness and curiosity.

Earl turned, his bloodshot eyes narrowing as he took her in. His gaze slid from her boots up to her exposed thighs, lingering on her nipples before meeting her eyes. A slow, leering grin spread across his face, exposing the gaps where teeth should be.

“Well, well, if it ain’t little miss darkness,” he rumbled, his voice gravelly and rough. “What brings you to my humble abode?”

Amber feigned innocence, tilting her head slightly. “I was wondering if you could give me a ride back to campus. I got separated from Luna and her group.”

Earl’s grin widened, and he took a step toward her, closing the distance between them. “I’d be more than happy to take ya, darlin’. But in these parts, girls like you gotta pay a special fee for that kinda service.”

A flash of indignation crossed Amber’s face, though it was only half-hearted. She loved the way he spoke to her, the insinuating tone that made her skin tingle. “A special fee? What do you mean by that?”

Earl stepped closer, his eyes never leaving hers. “You know exactly what I mean,” he purred, his breath hot against her cheek. “A girl like you, all dressed up and lookin’ so… available. You think I’m just gonna drive you without gettin’ somethin’ in return?”

Amber’s heart pounded in her chest, her breath quickening. She played along, trying to keep the game going. “And what exactly do you want in return, Earl?”

His hand shot out, fingers curling around her wrist. He tugged her closer, his grip surprisingly strong for someone so gaunt. “Oh, I think you know,” he whispered, his mouth brushing against her neck. “But I’ll tell ya anyway. I want payment in advance.”

Amber’s body responded instinctively, her nipples hardening even more against the fabric of her dress. She leaned into him, feeling the rough stubble of his beard scratch against her skin. “Payment in advance? And what if I told you I’ve already paid the sufficiency last night?”

Earl chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated through her. “Last night don’t count, darlin’. Last night, you didn’t ask for a ride. Today, you did. So Today, you owe me.”

Before Amber could respond, Earl’s lips found the crook of her neck, pressing a series of wet, open-mouthed kisses against her skin. She shuddered, her knees weak as his tongue darted out, tasting her. She turned her head, offering him more access, letting him explore the sensitive curve of her neck.

“Earl…” she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. “What do I have to do?”

He pulled back slightly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “You’ll see,” he said, his voice thick with excitement. “Now, turn around.”

Amber complied, spinning on her heel and leaning against the back of the truck. The metal was cool against her flushed skin, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from Earl’s body. She felt his hands on her waist, then sliding downward, fingers hooking into the waistband of her panties. With a swift, almost brutal motion, he yanked them down, exposing her completely.

“Good girl,” he murmured, his voice dripping with approval. His hands moved back up her sides, caressing her bare skin before coming to rest on her hips.

Amber bit her lip, her body trembling with anticipation.

Earl didn’t waste any time. He quickly shed his own pants, the rough denim scraping against his thighs as they fell to the floor. His cock sprang free, rigid and throbbing, the tip glistening with pre-cum. He positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he nudged the head of his penis against her opening.

“Damn, you’re wet,” he growled, his voice filled with amazement. “Been thinkin’ about this, haven’t ya?”

Amber nodded, unable to speak. The truth was, she had been thinking about sex since she woke up that morning. Images of Earl’s weathered hands on her body, his beastly groans filling her insides, had haunted her thoughts. .

“I… I did,” she admitted, her voice shaking. “I even touched myself in the shower.”

Earl let out a low laugh, the sound vibrating through her. “That’s my girl,” he said, thrusting forward with sudden ****.

Amber gasped, her body arching as he penetrated her deeply. The sensation was overwhelming, his thick cock stretching her, filling her completely. He began to move, slow at first, his hips rocking against her ass as he claimed her. Each thrust was deliberate, his pelvis slamming into her, making the metal truck bed groan under their combined weight.

Amber’s mind was a whirl of sensations, every inch of her body alive with stimuli. She could feel his cock moving inside her, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her core. “Yes… oh God, yes…” she moaned, her voice breaking.

Earl’s pace quickened, his thrusts becoming harder, more urgent. He gripped her hips tighter, pulling her back onto his cock with each powerful stroke. Amber’s toes curled, her legs trembling as waves of pleasure began to build inside her. She could feel her orgasm approaching, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in her belly.

With a cry that echoed through the tent, Amber came, her body convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. Her pussy clenched around Earl’s cock, milking him for every last drop of pleasure. He groaned, his own release imminent as he continued to pound into her, riding out her climax with brutal intensity.

Earl’s voice rumbled low in his chest, a predatory growl that sent shivers down Amber’s spine. “You ready to be knocked up, darlin’?” he asked, his tone both teasing and serious.

Amber’s eyes widened in shock, her breath catching in her throat. The intensity of the moment, combined with Earl’s unexpected question, left her momentarily speechless.

“I… I don’t know,” she stammered, her voice trembling. “Are you serious?”

Earl’s grin was wicked as he thrust into her with renewed vigor. “Dead serious,” he replied, his voice dripping with desire. “And I’m gonna fill ya up with more seed than any man ever has.”

With that, he began to climax, his cock pulsing inside her as he released wave after wave of potent sperm. Amber could feel it flooding her insides, far more than she is used to. Each pulse of his release triggered another orgasm within her, her body convulsing with pleasure as he continued to fill her.

The first orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her pussy clenching around his cock as she cried out in ecstasy. The second followed quickly, her legs trembling as she felt him still pumping into her, his seed spilling deep within her womb. By the third, she was barely coherent, her mind a haze of pleasure and disbelief at the sheer volume of his ejaculation.

Finally, the fourth orgasm crashed over her, leaving her gasping for breath as she felt Earl’s final pulses of sperm filling her completely. She could feel it pooling inside her, warm and thick, a testament to his virility.

As the last tremors of her orgasm subsided, Amber lay panting against the truck bed, her body spent and sated. Earl’s hands still gripped her hips, his breathing heavy as he pulled out slowly.

“Damn, girl,” he muttered, his voice rough with satisfaction. “You took every drop.”

Amber turned her head to look at him, her eyes wide and dazed. “That was… intense,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe.

Earl chuckled, leaning down to kiss her shoulder. “Just wait till next time,” he said, his voice promising even more.

Amber dragged herself to the communal showers, her legs still weak from the intense encounter. The water was cool against her heated skin, washing away the remnants of sweat and Earl’s seed. She tried to rinse away the sticky mess, but it seemed endless, a constant reminder of his virility. Her fingers traced over her swollen pussy, feeling the residual warmth inside her.

After what felt like an eternity, she finally stepped out, wrapping herself in a towel. She found Earl already packing up, ready to leave. He glanced at her with a knowing smile as she approached. “Ready to go, darlin’?” he asked, his voice still rough from their earlier activities.

Amber nodded, her heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She climbed into the passenger seat, adjusting her dress to cover her legs. As they drove away from the campsite, she noticed Earl’s eyes frequently drifting to her exposed thighs. Each glance sent a shiver down her spine, a thrill of anticipation for whatever might come next.

She smiled softly, feeling a sense of contentment settle over her. The rhythmic hum of the engine and the gentle sway of the truck lulled her into a peaceful sleep. Her head rested against the window, her dreams filled with images relentless passion.