1 comments/ 74635 views/ 7 favorites Out of Gas By: kimbelina "Sam, we're going to run out of gas! Why didn't you stop when we had the chance?" I knew this would provoke an argument, but I couldn't help it - my boyfriend was so stubborn about things like this, and it drove me up the wall! "Don't worry, Julia, we'll make it just fine. Trust me!" "Yeah, right. Just like a few hours ago, when you refused to ask for directions, and we wasted all that time on the wrong highway? That's part of the reason we're running out of gas, you know." "Hey, quit hassling me. It'll be fine." "Come on, you two," John chimed in from the backseat, "don't argue, it's not helping anything." "Yeah, you're right, John. I think I'll try the silent treatment for a while," and with that I slumped into my seat, certain that we were going to run out of gas in the middle of nowhere, but knowing it wouldn't do any good to yell at Sam about it any more. Sam and John were best friends from way back, and the three of us were on our way to a wedding that we had decided to turn into a road trip - we could have flown there, but we all needed a vacation from work, so decided to take a few extra days. Plus, John had just been through an ugly breakup a few weeks back, and Sam and I decided a change of scenery might do him some good. After another 15 miles or so, the engine began making some unfortunate noises, and my worst fears were confirmed. Sam avoided my glance as he pulled the car over to the side of the road. We sat there in uncomfortable silence for a few moments - silence that made it obvious there wouldn't be any other passing motorists anytime soon to offer us help. Just as I opened my mouth to offer up an "I told you so," Sam put up his hand and spoke first, "Yeah, yeah. I know, it's my fault. Listen, I think we're only a couple of miles from the next town. I'll get out and walk, and hopefully somebody there will be willing to give me a ride back, and we'll be out of here before you know it." "Hey, man, I'll go with you!" John offered, but Sam quickly declined. "No, buddy - thanks, but why don't you stay here with Julia, I want to make sure she's OK." John agreed, and we watched him walk along the shoulder of the highway, getting smaller and smaller until he finally disappeared over the horizon. "God, he can make me crazy. Has he always been this stubborn?" "Oh, yeah," John replied. "But he's also a great guy, definitely the best friend I've ever had." "Oh, I know. I wouldn't be with him otherwise. But I just wish he'd listen sometimes, especially when I know I'm right." I put my arms up in the air in a long stretch, and then returned each hand to one of my shoulders, trying to rub out some of the tension I'd built up as we argued. "Here, let me help you with that," John offered. Since he was still in the back seat, directly behind me, it was easy for him to put his hands on my shoulders. "Sure, John, thanks." I let my head fall back on the headrest as his big, strong hands worked on my shoulders. "That's nice," I said softly, thinking to myself that he gave an awfully good shoulder rub. He continued rubbing my shoulders as we shot the breeze, doing our best to kill time while we waited for Sam to return. "I have to say, John, you're awfully good with your hands! That's the best shoulder rub I've had in a long time!" "I'd be happy to continue with your back, if you'd like to come sit back here with me?" "Sure, why not. It is a little weird, anyway, talking to you from the front seat - I can't even see you!" I opened the door, walked around to the driver's side of the car, and climbed into the back seat next to him. "OK, now get ready for the backrub of your life. I'm going to remove every ounce of tension, you won't even remember that your silly stubborn boyfriend left us on the side of the road, out of gas." I chuckled, and turned my back towards him, scooting close enough that he could easily reach me with his hands. Again, his fingers worked their magic, and I indeed felt my tension dripping away. Before long I realized that I was no longer sitting up on my own, but rather letting myself lean into his hands. I could feel him moving a bit closer to me on the seat, and now my head rested on his shoulder as he continued working my lower back with his hands. We continued to talk about everything under the sun, and commented a few times when a car went speeding by at how rude it was for people not to stop and see if we needed any help. His fingers were now under my loose-fitting blouse, and I noticed that he had to keep avoiding my bra strap as he worked that part of my back. Just as I noticed this, his fingers now lingered there, and he whispered in my ear, "Would you mind if I undid this? I'm not trying to put the moves on you, it would just give me a lot better access." "Yeah, sure, John, I trust you!" As soon as the words left my lips, he quickly unhooked the bra, and immediately began working the middle of my back just as effectively as he had my shoulders and lower back. As he wound up his work, I quite literally melted into him, and turned my head, which was still resting on his shoulder, to say "thank you." As our eyes met, I suddenly was hit with the intimacy of the situation. Our lips were just a few inches apart, and before I really realized what I was doing, I found myself kissing him passionately. Just as quickly, I realized what I was doing - starting to make out with my boyfriend's best friend - and pulled away again. "God, John, I'm sorry, I just meant to say 'thank you'!" "No, Julia, don't be sorry. Truth is, I've fantasized about kissing you ever since the first time I laid eyes on you. If Sam weren't my best friend, I would have been trying to steal you away from him all this time." "Really? Wow, John, I'm flattered! But still, I'm not sure we should go any further. After all, Sam might be back soon." John clearly wasn't going to let this opportunity pass him by, and rather than answering my last comment, reached his hands around my torso and took my tits in his hands, firmly pinching my nipples as he kissed me again. I couldn't help but respond, and the contrast between his gentle backrub and this firm grasp on my boobs had me immediately hot. "I've wanted you for a long time, Julia. Wanted to touch your long blonde hair, to grab your beautiful tits, to look into your deep blue eyes as I fuck you." "Oh, yes, John. I want you too," I said, turning to face him. Completely turned on by his comments about my body, I quickly stripped for him in the back seat, pulling off my blouse and already unhooked bra and then slipping out of my shorts and panties. As I kneeled on the seat next to him, he leaned forward and took one of my tits in his mouth, sucking it while his hand found my sex. He slowly stroked around the outside of my already-wet pussy, occasionally darting over my hard clit. As he pleasured me, I unfastened his belt and unzipped his jeans, and began massaging his cock, still hidden in his boxers. His cock quickly grew in response to my touch, and I could tell it would be impressive when he was hard. I didn't want to wait any longer to see it and feel it in my hands, and then my mouth, and then my pussy, and roughly pulled down his jeans and boxers to free him. He protested at first when I pulled away from him, but when he realized it was to position myself to suck his cock, he gave in. I cradled his balls in one hand, encircled the base of his cock with the other, and then took the rest of his length into my mouth. He was still growing, and I loved the feel of him inside my mouth, twitching as he grew and hardened. As soon as he was fully erect, I began bobbing up and down on him, and before long he gathered up my long hair in his hands and used it to guide me as he fucked my mouth. I had forgotten everything - that we were in the back seat of a car, that my boyfriend would likely be back any minute - and was only aware of the present moment. All of my energy was focused on pleasuring his cock, and anticipating the moment when I could feel him inside of my dripping wet pussy. He pulled me off of his cock one last time, and we changed positions. He moved to the center of the back seat, his cock standing at attention, and I straddled him, slowly lowering myself down onto his length. He was bigger than Sam, and at first I couldn't take all of his thick hard cock into my tight little pussy. But he was patient, allowing me to work slowly to take more and more of him into me, until my clit finally met his skin, and I paused for a moment, enjoying the fullness. Once there, I started grinding against him in a slow, circular motion, before finally giving in to the urge to fuck and riding up and down on his cock. It was at this moment - which was either exactly the right moment or exactly the wrong one - that I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Sam was watching us. I froze in place, John's cock buried deep inside of me, and couldn't help but think that perhaps fucking Sam's best friend was a bit of an extreme reaction to his running out of gas, and that he had every right to be furious with both of us. I had no idea how long he had been standing there outside the car, how much he had seen - and I couldn't tell what he was thinking, the expression on his face was so mysterious. As he opened the door, John and I could both plainly see that Sam's cock was bulging. "Well, you two - I can see you've kept busy while I was gone!" "And this sight turns you on, does it?" I said, grabbing at his crotch. "Frankly, yes! I noticed the car rocking from down the road, and it was obvious what you two were up to. At first I was angry and jealous, but as I watched you through the window, it was just hot! And then I couldn't help thinking about that threesome you've always wanted, Julia." As he said this, I was overcome with renewed desire, and began moving on John's cock again. Sam reached into the front seat and pushed the driver's seat as far forward as it could go, and then climbed into the car with us, closing the door behind him. He quickly pulled down his pants and boxers and began stroking his cock as he watched us fuck in front of him. There was something incredibly erotic about the close quarters of the car's back seat - the sounds and smells and heat of sex were overwhelming in the small space. "Yes, John, fuck her! Fuck that tight little pussy as I get ready to fuck her ass." Sam had often asked me to tell him how I fantasized about being fucked by two men at once, but I don't think either of us thought we'd ever act on it. John was now furiously thrusting in and out of my pussy, and began gradually pulling us down onto the seat into a position that would give Sam access to join the action. Once John and I were almost horizontal, I felt Sam come up behind me and begin rubbing his hard cock against my asshole. He had fucked me anally before, but never with another man's cock in my pussy, so I knew this would be a delightfully tight fit. John slowed his rhythm down to almost nothing to give Sam the chance to press into me, and I cried out in a mixture of pain and delight as he entered me. Sam waited for a few moments with about two inches inside me, and then began slowly pressing again, his cock gradually filling me as John again picked up the pace. I almost immediately began what was to be the longest orgasm of my life - the sensations were so powerful that I lost all control, and was at the mercy of the cocks thrusting simultaneously in and out of my two holes. John came first, our long fucking session finally bringing him to a climax. Sam held through that, and then began thrusting harder as John's cock wilted inside my pussy. As I was in the last throes of my orgasm, just clinging to reality, Sam groaned as he shot his load deep in my ass. After a few minutes, we managed to pull ourselves together, get back into our seats, and start off on the road again, rolling down the windows as we drove to release some of the sauna-like heat that had built up during our wild fucking session. After a few minutes of silence, nobody really sure what to say, John finally spoke up, "If the back seat of your lousy old car was that good, Sam, imagine what we can do in the hotel room tonight!" Out of Gas DAMMIT! Of all times for my car to run out of gas, this had to be it. It was already later than I would have liked. It was dark, but the moon was out and the stars were shining. It would have been a nice night, if I wasn't stranded on an Oklahoma farm road and desperate to get back to my hotel. And wouldn't you know, my cell phone didn't work out here. I would just have to wait for the next person who drove by. If anyone ever would. I'd been sitting only for a few minutes, when I saw the lights of an oncoming truck. I flashed my lights at him, and the truck slowed down and stopped in front of my car. I saw the figure of a man get out of the truck and walk towards me. "Something wrong?" he asked? I could tell from his voice he wasn't from around here. He didn't have the usual twang or drawl. But he sounded nice enough. "My car ran out of gas. Can you give me a ride to the gas station?" "No problem." I grabbed my purse, and got out of my car. I opened the door of his truck, and was stunned. This man was dead sexy. He had black hair and gorgeous dark blue eyes, and arms to die for. I immediately felt a tingle between my legs. "So, where are you from?" he asks as we drove toward the gas station. Like I knew. I could smell his cologne and my pussy was reacting. I tried my best to engage in conversation, but every time he shifted I got a little wetter. We got to the gas station, and fortunately I had known the owner since I was a child. I explained how I'd been foolish and hadn't filled up like I should have, and after gently scolding me, he was kind enough to give me a few gallons to take back to my car. We got back in his truck, and drove off to find my car. This stranger was so unbelievably sexy; I just had to know his name for when I fantasized about him later. Joe. His name was Joe. As we drove along, I could feel myself getting more and more excited. My nipples hardened, and were sticking out against the thin fabric of my shirt. Of all nights not to wear a bra. I began squirming over the seam in the seat of my jeans, desperate for pleasure. He noticed the movement, and looked over at me. I looked at him in time to see his gaze find my hard nipples. He reached over and lightly pinched them over my shirt. I couldn't help it, a moan escaped, and he smiled evilly. Oh God, please let there be more. We got back to my car, and got out of his truck. He walked around to the side of my car and filled the tank. I looked around the size of my car, shamelessly staring at him. He finished with it, and walked towards me. "Well, that should get you to where you're going." "Thank you so much," I said, "I would have been stranded if it wasn't for you." I held out my hand to shake his. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into him. We were kissing each other fiercely, our hands all over the others body, my pussy dripping. His hand slid down the front of my skirt and roughly grabbed me, finding my panties soaked. "You want me don't you?" I was so aroused I could barely whisper a yes. He spun me around, pushed me face down on the hood of my own car, flipped up my skirt, and pulled down my panties. I felt the head of his hard cock press against me. Oh fuck, I thought. His cock is too big. There's no way I can fit that much inside me. But his massive size only made me want him more, and I pushed back against him. I felt the head slowly push its way into my tight pussy. As he pressed on, I felt myself being stuffed full by his huge cock, and by the time he had buried all of it deep inside me, I was cumming for the first time that night. He pulled out and thrust back into me. "Get on your back." He demanded. I laid on the hood of my car, and threw my legs over his shoulders. He ripped open my shirt, exposing my tits and hard nipples, wanting to watch them bounce while he fucked me. He rammed his cock right back into me, and I screamed. He pounded my tight pussy, driving himself deeper into me than I'd thought possible. I felt like such a whore, lying on my back on my car with my legs in the air, and a stranger's dick rammed up my cunt. I came at the very thought of that, my pussy dripping my cum all over his cock. "That's it, come for me." My orgasm kept going as he kept pounding me. The sight and feeling of me cumming all over that beautiful cock was too much for him, and with a huge thrust, he came inside me. I could feel the huge spurts of cum deep inside me, filling me up with his hot cum. He pulled out, and some of it spilled out of my used pussy. "Get on your knees and clean up." I got on my knees on the gravel road, and took his semi-hard cock all the way down my throat. The taste of both of our cum was delicious, I devoured his cock like I was possessed. "You can get up now." I got to my feet, and kicked off my panties. I could tell by the look in his eye there was more coming and they'd just be in the way. He roughly grabbed my tits, and told me if I wanted more I'd get in my car. By the time he I finished saying that I'd ripped open the door and got inside. He got in the driver's seat and told me he was going to help me drive to my hotel, but first I had to stroke him. I pulled out his cock and wrapped my hands around them. He quickly got hard. "Get on." He told me I slipped into his lap, grabbed the steering wheel, and plunged my pussy back down onto that cock. He told me to grind on him, get my juices all over his cock. Then he explained what was to come. "You're going to take this cock up your ass while you drive. It's a straight shot to your hotel." I was stunned at his words. Up my ass? While I drove? Was he serious? But I absolutely love anal, so I agreed. He started the car and we began the trip to the hotel. I lifted myself off his cock. I felt him spread my ass cheeks apart and I aimed his cock at my asshole. His cock was lubed with my juices, but I honestly thought it was too big to fit. As I tried to drive, I lowered my firm ass little by little onto his cock. My ass had to stretch immensely as he began to slide in. It hurt, but I took a deep breath and moved down a little further, and the head suddenly slipped into my hot ass. I could barely see the road. Anal turns me on so much, and after he got the head in my pussy was dripping down my ass onto his cock, lubricating it even more. The last few inches slid in easily, and we both gasped as the entire length of his huge cock was now buried deep inside my ass. I clenched the steering wheel tightly, wanted to get us to my hotel but distracted by the intense pleasure. He moved slowly at first, letting me get used to such a huge piece of meat in my ass. "Keep your eyes on the road." I struggled to make my eyes focus, while the pace of his thrust increased. My ass was filled with the stranger's cock. The feeling of it sliding in and out of my ass lubed with my cum was starting to stir up another orgasm, and driving became nearly impossible. Suddenly, he began furiously pounding my tight asshole. I'd never had anyone treat my ass like this, and the brutal fucking I was getting was overwhelming me. I quit trying to focus on driving, shoved three fingers into my cunt, and immediately came. I screamed and he only pounded harder. He reached up, wrapped his hands around my neck, and began choking me. I came again, harder than before, and swerved off the road. I moaned and screamed and shuddered while the orgasm overwhelmed me. I regained my senses, only to find that I had conveniently swerved into the hotel parking lot. I shakily did my best to park. He asked where my room was and I pointed to the one right above us on the second floor. He gently raised me off of him, and helped me up the stairs to my room. We got to the door, and before I could open it: "Take off your clothes." He said "Not out here! People will see me!" "You're gorgeous. It's ok." I timidly peeled off my ripped shirt and pulled down my cum-stained skirt. He asked me to kneel, and I did as he said. He leaned back against the railing, and put his still-hard dick against my lips, and I eagerly took it in my mouth. "Oh yes, that feels so fuckin good. Rub your clit while you suck my dick." I lowered my hand and slowly began rubbing my clit in circles while I deepthroated his cock, getting turned on at the idea of who could be watching me suck this guy and staring at my naked body. He was close now, I could tell, and I began deepthroating a little faster. He pulled his dick out of my mouth, stroked it, until he shot his massive load all over my face and down my tits. He finished, and I looked up at him with my cum covered face and asked: "Are we finished?" He smiled. "We haven't even started." Out of Gas When I started driving some years ago, I recall my dad's repeated warnings about keeping plenty of gas in my car. Well, as this 19-year-old sat on the gravel shoulder of a rather desolate foothill highway after running out of gas, the last thing I wanted to think about was my dad being right, as usual. It didn't seem that I would have to worry about anybody coming along this road at 1 a.m., so I figured I might as well bunk in my car until daylight. It was early fall but still warm, so I left the windows down and tried to enjoy the faint breeze coming off the foothills. All alone in the middle of nowhere, and nothing else to do, I figured it was as good a time as any to jack-off. I stretched out across the seat and leaned back against the passenger door, undid my pants and pushed them down to my knees. I could clearly make out my exposed cock and balls in the bright moonlight that shone through the windshield. I then started to pump my dick to hardness while I cupped my balls. Almost as soon as I settled in for a nice hand fuck, headlights rounded the corner. 'Wouldn't you know?' I thought as I stopped beating my meat for a second. The truck passed me by very slowly, enough to make out the shadow of a lone driver behind the wheel. I could swear we made eye contact. It seemed as if it would continue on, then came to a stop. Back-up lights came on, and the truck pulled to the side of the road in front of my car as I scrambled in the front seat to pull my pants back up. I was a bit uneasy at this turn of events. After all, even though I was about 5'10", I was a rather skinny runt for my age. I certainly wasn't what anyone would call "fighting trim". All the stories from my youth of things that happened to teenagers or unlucky travelers out alone late at night flooded through my mind as the driver's door of the truck opened. A flashlight came on and the beam was square in my eyes. My heart raced. "You okay in there?" called a voice. "Uh... yeah!" I answered back. "Just out of gas." The light remained in my eyes as footsteps crunched on the gravel towards me. "Not the best place to run out of gas, my friend," said the voice. "Not that any place is a good place to run out of gas. You're about 10 miles from the nearest gas station, and even if was only 10 feet, there isn't gonna be one around here open this time of night." The flashlight was now at my window, and the footsteps had halted. The beam was cast all over me and the interior of my car, then back to my face. "So I figured." I snorted nervously as I squinted at the bright light. "Relax." The flashlight was turned up to reveal the face of a rather friendly face that looked about 30 or so. "My name's Kurt. You have no need to be scared of me." "Thanks," I stammered, feeling relieved. "You even old enough to drive this thing? You look barely a teenager!" My curse: always looking younger than I was. "Yes, I'm old enough." I countered. "Although, maybe I need to be a bit more responsible so I don't end up in a situation like this, huh?" The man waved his hand in a fatherly gesture. "What's done is done. Come on out and let's see what we can do about getting you some gas for your car." I opened the door and slid out of the car, still bathed in the beam from the flashlight. In my haste to pull up my pants when Kurt's truck came up, my underwear ended up as more of an afterthought... they were rolled up at the top of my thighs and bunched up in my pants. I was immediately self-conscious as the beam worked up and down over me. "You look harmless enough. Lock up the car and get in the truck, and we'll see if I got some gas for you." I did as he suggested, locking up the car and getting into the passenger side of the truck. As I prepared to get in, the cab's light gave me a better look at the man known as Kurt; maybe 10 to 15 years my senior, moderate height, stocky, close-cropped brown hair, and with an air of someone enforcement or the military. To my amusement, he was dressed in a robe and slippers. He seemed to notice my surprise at his clothing, or more, the lack of it. "No, I don't drive everywhere in my robe," he said with a self-knowing chuckle. "I live only about a hundred yards back. You caught my attention when I heard you slow down and stop. That, and your repeated tries at starting your car again. Not too many other reasons to stop out here, so I figured you needed some help." "Well, I appreciate it." As I sat down on the seat, I was still a bit uncomfortable from my rolled underwear. Kurt eyed me with a slight smile, but didn't say anything as I pulled the door shut, turning off the overhead light. He started the truck and headed up the road a bit, driving but a short way and turning onto a gravel side road, and then motoring to the top of a small hill. He stopped the truck and turned it off as he flipped off the headlights. My heart jumped. "Wh-what are you doing?" I croaked. "Relax," Kurt said soothingly. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just noticed that you had a problem, and I'd like to help you out with it." I was too scared to speak as the man reached across the seat to me and gently placed his hand on my thigh. "When I drove by you, I was checking to see what kind of person you were, and whether I should stop to help you. I saw you beating off in the moonlight. Well, at least I saw you with your cock in your hand." As embarrassed as I was, I began to relax a bit at his soothing tone, and the warmth of his huge hand caressing my thigh. I was also getting excited. "And, seeing that you have your panties in a bunch, so to speak, I thought I'd give you the chance to either finish the job," his hand slid up to my crotch, "or at least get comfortable." Two fingers found their way into the zipper I had forgotten to pull up in my rush, and Kurt began to toy with my pubic hair. Despite my earlier fear, I felt comfortable with his gentle touch. And sure enough, his soothing tone and tender strokes had my dick getting hard. In the moonlight streaming through the cab, I could see that Kurt now had his robe open, and he clearly wore nothing beneath it. He was holding his own stiff meat with his left hand. It looked enormous in the pale light. "Want me to stop?" asked Kurt. "No," I gulped. "Then, please take off your pants for me." "Won't someone see us out here?" "We're on the back side of my property. Even the wife doesn't come out here in the daytime. Now, let's get off with the pants, please." He pulled back his hand as I obediently pushed off my sneakers, then undid and slid off my pants and rolled-up briefs in one move. He reached down to his left and released the seat latch, sliding the bench seat as far back in the cab as it would go. Feeling a little funny in just my t-shirt, I got bold and slipped it off over my head. I leaned back in the seat as Kurt looked me over in the moonlight. He slipped closer to me and reached over with his right hand to stroke my fully erect dick once again, and began kneading my balls with his left. "Have you done this before?" "Yeah," I sighed. "I just don't get a chance to do it with someone very often." Chuckling, Kurt said, "Well, let's change that." Kurt let go of my balls and took my chin in his thick fingers, then bent over as he drew my lips to his. I returned his kiss while I gingerly reached over and took his thick cock in my own left hand. The head wasn't much bigger than my own, but I couldn't get my hand completely around the shaft. Still, I started to eagerly pump his massive tool. With that, Kurt kissed me again, more enthusiastically, his tongue probing into my mouth. He slipped out of his robe completely, grabbing me up in his arms and pushing his much larger body on top of me as he laid me out on the seat, our now-naked bodies becoming intertwined. My hard dick was pressing against Kurt's stomach while his own huge member was settling between my thighs and resting against my ass. His tongue danced in my mouth as he gently rocked his hips while I wrapped my legs around him to hold his body more firmly to mine, while he slid that phone-pole of his against my butt crack. Even though I enjoyed the sensation of his dry-fucking me, I was worried that this man would eventually want to try to stuff that monster cock in me. The head might have gotten in, but anything after that seemed impossible. I'd taken some dicks in my ass, and knew for sure that this one would kill me. Kurt must have sensed my tension. "Don't worry, my friend," he said as he started to kiss my chest and lick my nipples, one of my favorite sensations. "Not many can handle it." He slid back as he worked his tongue down my belly, brushing past my dick and then suckling on my balls. He guided my hand to my dick, which I took as a signal and started to stroke it to his affirmative murmurs. He cupped both of my butt cheeks in his hands and raised my hips upward, taking my whole ball sack into his very warm mouth. Every once in a while he'd slip his tongue into my anus, sending shivers through me. I was in heaven, beating off while watching this man in the moonlight, his mouth full of my testicles. The image was too exciting, and I couldn't help but to start pumping my dick a little faster. I said, "I want to cum. I need to cum." Kurt let my balls fall from his lips again and said, "Would you like to cum in my mouth?" "Yes!" With that, Kurt's hot mouth replaced my hand, enveloping my dick as he started to deep-throat me. His large hands were still cupping my ass cheeks, and he was effortlessly pumping my hips up and down into his mouth. He was fucking his own mouth with my cock! I just let my body go. It felt like an eternity of ecstasy, but I'm sure I didn't last but a few seconds before I felt my guts ball up, and I exploded like a geyser into my friend's throat, with Kurt hungrily swallowing every drop I could muster. I was like a rag doll as he continued to pull my hips to his face, my cock to the back of his mouth, sucking long after I was spent, softer and softer, until he finally let my drained dick slip from his lips with a soft 'pop'. Kurt crawled up over my again, drawing me into his arms and kissing me deeply, the taste of my semen still in his mouth. His throbbing meat was streaming a line of precum like a snail trail along my thigh. Although I felt like a limp washrag, I reached down and started to stroke his monster cock. With a little effort, we changed positions in the front seat, with Kurt laying fully on his back and me between his legs. I wanted so much to see his enormous member up close and make to that huge cock cum. While it was only around 7" long, I swear that gorgeous piece of man-meat had the circumference of a can of soup. His balls were a perfect compliment to his tree trunk of a dick. I put both hands around his shaft and started a steady pumping rhythm. I put my mouth over the mushroom head, which was all that was going to fit into my relatively mouth, and sucked his salty precum like nectar. He moaned contentedly as I pumped the shaft up and down while being careful not to hit the sensitive head with my teeth. Kurt reached up and took my face into his hands, encouraging me to gently bob my mouth up and down on the head of his massive cock while I stroked the full length of his pole. "Keep going. I'm gonna blow your head off when I cum!" I could feel his shaft tighten in my hands, and the head of that beautiful dick swelled even further. With the way his delicious precum was oozing, I nearly thought he was already cumming. "Oh, geez..." moaned Kurt. "Oh, fuck..." Kurt's thighs tightened about me like a trap, and his hips began to rock. The head of his cock was so engorged that I couldn't hope to keep it in my mouth. "Oh... my... GAWWWWD!" growled Kurt as his hips bucked wildly. His huge cock throbbed in my hands like a serpent and the head erupted into my mouth with a torrent that I could not have ever have hoped to be contained. My mouth filled instantly, and even as I tried to swallow some of his thick fluid, he came like a volcano. His moans continued as his hot cum sprayed all over my face and ran down in rivulets over my still pumping hands. I tried to put the head of his cock back in my mouth and catch some of the last spurts. It was like trying to put a gushing water hose in my mouth. Finally, his orgasm subsided. I couldn't believe the amount of sperm on my face and my hands, or on Kurt's dick and stomach. And this didn't count the near gallon I swore I had swallowed. I lay my head on Kurt's heaving stomach, smeared with his semen, until we both caught our breaths. Finally, Kurt stirred. "I guess we'd better get you some gas in your car and send you on your way. My wife's probably already wondering where I am now as it is." Kurt pulled a ragged t-shirt from behind the seat, wiping off what I was unable to swallow, then handed it to me so I could clean up, too. I fumbled for my clothes while he simply wrapped the robe back around him. He started the truck and drove slowly as I put my clothes back on. I exercised a bit more care with my underwear this time, although my previous haste had proven to be a blessing in disguise. As Kurt drove, I leaned over and opened his robe, and slipped as much of his softened cock into my mouth as I could, and suckled like a baby at its mother's breast. He stroked my hair in appreciation until he brought the truck to a stop. I reluctantly withdrew from my sucking and sat up... and found that we were right back at my car! I looked at Kurt, not sure what to think. "The gas is in the back of my truck," he said, as he leaned over to kiss me on the mouth once more as he gave my crotch a soft squeeze. "Everything else was just... because." I gave Kurt's dick a soft squeeze with my own hand. "Is there any chance we could do it again some time?" "One never knows what fate will bring you," said Kurt with a wink. "Maybe you can run out of gas here again, say, this time next week?" Out of Gas Tap. Tap tap. "Hey! You okay in there?" The voice of a woman, muffled by the car window. Then more tapping. Tap tap. My eyes fluttered open. I picked my head up off the steering wheel and turned to look blearily out the window. There was a woman. I rubbed my eyes and shook my head, trying to clear out the cobwebs. She giggled. "Good morning, sunshine." Her voice was still muffled and I scrambled to roll down the window to hear her better. I was starting to gain focus and I took in the sight of her as I cranked the handle. She was cute. Not one of those 'drop dead gorgeous super model' girls, but genuine 'I don't need makeup to look hot' cute type. Her dark brown hair was short, a few inches above her shoulders, and straightened to hang down like glossy curtains of... whoah, let's not fall in love just yet. Her eyes were an icy blue. Her lips were full and had the barest amount of gloss on them. Her nose is what really got me. Strange as it may sound, I have a thing for a certain type of nose. Hers was perfect, like a cute button, small and rounded with a dusting of freckles. The next thing I noticed was her cleavage. It was hard not to! She was leaning down to look into my car and wearing a low cut shirt. And good god they were big. Not grossly massive but more like 'instant drooling moron' big. Her skin was pale and I could see more freckles on her chest. Her shirt was low cut and it was a shirt and her chest. Her arms were on her knees and there was her chest. She smiled about a foot above her chest. Did I mention she had a nice chest? It wasn't until she cleared her throat that I realized I had been grinding the window crank while staring down her shirt. I quickly stopped and felt my face get hot. Shit. Not a good first impression. "You okay, man?" Her voice sounded more amused then angry. But I kept my eyes on the steering wheel anyway. "Y-yeah. I, uh, just ran out of gas last night and fell asleep." Yep, still thinking about those boobs. She looked around at the dirt road surrounded by forest. It was early out, judging by the cold air and mist. Cold air. Boobs. New image. Dammit! "You know, if you had walked down the road about five miles you would have hit the party." My head hit the steering wheel. Damn. That close. "Well, crap. I guess I didn't have to sleep in my car." I looked back up at her. She was standing and smiling down at me now. I could see her a bit better now that I wasn't staring down her heavenly valley. Her shirt was low cut, as I've said, and long sleeve, striped black and white with what looked like a hood hanging off the back. She was wearing a short black skirt that fell about mid-thigh, and thigh-high white stockings, and boots. Big black boots. Just simple boots with a couple of straps and buckles. Oh, her body. Curvy hips, long, toned legs, that amazing bust, and topped off by a gorgeous face. This girl was a fantasy. And my new favorite. "My name is Chase, by the way." She extended her hand to shake. Her nails were painted black. "Caysee." I shook her hand. Her skin was smooth and silky. "I saw that you already met my girls." She grinned. "Huh?" Gimme a break, I just woke up and the first thing I saw was this vision. I wasn't exactly up to speed here. She leaned down into my window, still grinning. "I saw you staring at my tits, Caysee." She winked. My face got hot again. "Oh, well, yeah. They were there and I'm a guy." I grinned back but there was no hiding my embarrassment. She giggled. "Don't worry. I catch chicks staring at 'em too. Hell, I have a friend that plays with 'em every chance she gets!" She full out laughed. I tried to laugh too but that image took over my brain. "Anyway, I can give you a ride, if you're comfortable with that. I'm not sure where the nearest station is but if we don't find one then I'm headed to the city." "Yeah, that's fine. I live there and I can at least call someone to help me out from home." I got out of the car. She was only a little shorter then me. A few inches, so... five-five, maybe? "Don't you have a cell?" She asked as we walked to her car. It was blue. I don't know cars, sue me. "Yeah but it's battery is a piece of crap and my car charger is busted." "Oh. Shame. My phone's dead too. Think I was doing a bit of drunk dialing last night." She laughed as we sat down and started the engine. Some music started to play but she clicked it off. "I prefer talking when someone else is in the car." She winked at me and we started off down the road. Out of Gas As you are walking down the street ,no street light in the near pitch black night, your car has runs out of gas now on your way to the nearest store to get some gas and a gas can.I see you walking and slow down and offer you a ride, as you pull yourself into my truck I can see your sexy legs from the dome light, a nice little cotton sun dress. As we go down the road I reach over and start caressing your thigh. You push my hand away, I tell you nobody rides for free, and start grabbing at my dick. As I reach back over and caress your thigh, now a little higher you reach over and start to rub on my dick through my jeans. I slide my hand higher up your thigh and gently start to rub your clit through your soft cotton panties. You begin to unzip my fly and slide your hand in, slowly running down my shaft, I gently move your panties to Tue side and play with your clit with my ring finger as I slide my middle finger in your wet pussy. I feel your core tense up from the feeling and excitement. As your hand grasps hard on the shaft of my dick. You let out a slight moan, and pull my dick out of my pants. Your legs now spread apart more beaconing me to slide my finger deeper inside as I still use my other finger to rub your clit slightly harder and more vigorously. Now with you stroking my dick from tip to base you slowly begin to lean towards me. You begin to lick my ear, stroking faster as I finger you deeper as I keep your clit happy. You now lean down and begin to slowly suck and lick the head of my dick. I run my hand across your ass and start fingering your pussy again now from behind. You are so wet I can feel it beginning to spill out and begin to be absorbed by your panties. Now going in near perfect motion your head down my finger deeper. We drive past the gas station and pull down this dirt road. Still with your mouth on my dick and my finger deep in your see pussy. As the truck slows to a stop, your feel the stop and lift your mouth off from my dick and sit up in your seat. With my finger still in your pussy you do a little wiggle and open the door. Wither the truck still running and the headlights still on you out your door and me out mine I meet you in the middle by the brush guard. I drop to my knees and push you around so your ass is in my face, slide my hands under your skirt and pull down your panties. You lean forward grabbing the truck as I start licking your ass wile rubbing your clit, you push your ass out more and I bury my face in your sopping wet pussy. Gently making circular motions with my fingers on your clit as I lick your pussy juices. Pushing my face deep as I can nose in your ass, tongue thrusting into your pussy, rubbing your clit faster and harder. You cum with a violent spasm, your juices get lapped up by my tongue. I stand up as you undo my pants, I pull your dress off over your head, you pulling my shirt of as I undo your bra. I lean forward sucking on your breasts as you stock my dick with a firm grip, I gently slide my hand up your thigh and up to your still wet pussy and slide a finger in and use my palm to rub your clit. Rubbing and trusting my finger in as deep as it can go, I feel the wet begin to flow down the back of my hand. As we face each other I lick your ear and your neck and we kiss, tongues intertwined you taste yourself on my tongue. You push my hand of your pussy and grab the front of the truck, thrusting your ass back onto my cock and begin to move your ass up and down as I kiss your neck and reach one hand around to caress your breast the other slides down your back across your side them down your stomach to rub your clit. You stand up still with ass pushed out and Press upturn back onto my chest still living your ass up and down with my dick rubbing I'm your ass crack. You put one hand on the back of my neck using your other hand putting it on top of my hand helping me play with your clit and pussy. You lean forward and use your hand grasping my dick and sliding it into your soaking wet pussy, you push your ass back forcing my dick deep into your pussy. With one hand on your breast and the other on your clit still making circular motions your reach up and start to play with your other breast other hand grasping the truck. I thrusting, you pushing backwards, rubbing your clit and playing with your breast. You cum again and lean back grasping the back of my neck again this time putting your nails into my skin. I thrusting harder and faster, you lean farther forward pushing your ass back hard, still rubbing your clit even harder and faster. Your body begins to quiver as I thrust harder and finally cum deep inside your pussy. But not stop fucking after I cum. I gently and slowly pull back and my cum starts to come out of your still quivering pussy. You turn around and I kiss your neck more as you stroke my cock. We kiss more and then gently run our hands on each other.