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Death Valley
by Frederick T. (address withheld)
***
A hippie couple hook up with a teenage girl traveling
with her family. (MF/f-teen, 1st, drugs)
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The gray van had just passed state line, entering the
"Great State of California." I was trying to build up
speed. We were approaching the back side of the Baker
grade and I knew the van would run out of steam about
half way up. The needle was hovering just above
seventy-five, about as fast as the van would go.
Carol was sitting next to me, packing the bong. I
preferred joints but Carol insisted young ladies like
bongs better... So I switched. Not a real difficult
decision as I love young ladies as much as I love
marijuana. Must be a youth thing?
Carol had the bong going and was taking a huge drag.
The van had already started to slow down and we were
through seventy on the way down. I hoped we could
maintain around fifty-five but wasn't too confident. I
took a rip off the bong and passed it back to Carol.
I did a scan of the traffic. The only vehicle near us
was a motor home and I didn't think it could catch us.
I took another drag and then another look. The motor
home was right on our tail and making a move to pass.
It had moved into the stream of traffic passing us and
gaining slowly. I pushed the accelerator to the floor
and then backed off a bit realizing that I was at max
speed and nothing I did would make any difference.
Carol handed me the bong and I took a drag just as the
cab of the motor home came even with us. A woman was
looking at me. I was holding my breath with the bong in
my lap. After they passed, I exhaled and was in the
process of taking another drag when a window of the
motor home pulled even with me.
Marci Jackson was gawking out the window of the motor
home her parents rented for a month. Fuck! A whole
month! Stuck here with her parents and little sister
for a whole fucking month. The were attempting to pass
a van. She looked forward a bit and saw a little of the
driver. She blinked once and then again. He had a bong
to his lips and was taking a tremendous drag.
She started laughing and as her window passed the van
cab, raised her hand and flashed him the peace sign.
She was still laughing when the guy turned and looked
at her. He blew out the whole lung full of smoke and
flashed the peace sign back at her. Marci wished she
was in the van with them. Shit! The guy looked so
old... Even older than her parents. The woman he was
with was more her parents age... Maybe, forty?
They were pulling away and she went to the back window
and looked out. The guy was taking another hit off the
pipe. He flashed her the peace sign again as they
retreated behind the motor home. Marci held the peace
sign until she could no longer see the van.
I was stoked and really high. We crested the top and
started down. Ahead of us was next grade. I was going
through seventy when Carol said, "She was cute... All
that dark hair. A little heavy, though. Did you notice
her tits when she was waving from the back window?"
* Baker *
I nodded my head and kept my eyes padlocked to the
motor home. I was gaining. I passed them just before
the grade began to rise again and squirted just a
little in front of them before I started to lose the
race. I waved to the young girl again as we passed,
both ways. She was at the side window and then moved to
the rear again. They were lost to view when we topped
the rise and could see Baker off in the distance. I was
accelerating like a jet as we raced down the hill and I
swore I saw the motor home turn off toward Baker. I
exited also.
"What the fuck are you doing, Willy?"
I just kept driving until I saw the shape of the motor
home heading up the Death Valley road. I'd never been
up this way in a car. Oh! I'd flown over it many a time
courtesy of the U.S.A.F. It was a little after three.
We started late. I usually like to make the trip in the
early morning but Carol had some friends over and one
thing led to another...
Anyway, now I was on the trail of a very interesting
young lady... Probably fifteen or sixteen. Away from
home with her parents. I knew this was the last place
she wanted to be. I accelerated to catch up with the
motor home. It pulled into a motor home park or
something like that. I didn't mind sleeping in the van,
especially with Carol but the van was a little small
for three... Plus when we passed through Barker the
thermometer was reading one hundred and twelve.
I parked a ways back as the motor home registered and
then drove off toward its spot. I figured they drove
all day to make it here and surmised that they'd
probably go out to dinner even though I was sure there
was a kitchen in the motor home.
If Carol asked once, she asked a hundred times. "Where
are we going?" What are we doing?" I pulled into a run
down motel down the street and told her to register. It
was a little after five. Again I figured right and the
motor home pulled out as I was taking some stuff to the
room. I hollered for Carol and had the van out of the
parking space before she got in.
"What's the hurry, fool?" I laughed and motored off in
the direction I saw the motor home going. She torched
up the bong and took a big hit. We pulled into a fast
food joint about three hits later. I jumped out of the
van and quickly entered the lobby. They were all
queuing up at the counter. Four of them. Dad, mom, my
friend and her sister.
I sat and when Carol caught up with me, told her to
order dinner. That's what I loved about Carol. She
figured I'd tell her what was up when I was ready and
there was almost no sense in her pestering me but she
usually did anyway. I'd tell her the plan when I was
ready as they usually changed direction quite a bit.
Oh! Sometimes she guesses but it's rare.
The young lady moved off to the rest rooms as soon as
the family ordered. I waited patiently and after five
minutes went by, slowly got to my feet and wandered
toward the men's room. I met her in the hallway to the
rest rooms. She was just coming out of the female door.
"Ooooh! Wow! You're the girl!" I exclaimed.
She started giggling.
"Sorry... Sorry... I'm Willy." I held out my hand and
she took it. We shook.
"I'm... I'm Marci... Where's your wife?" She stammered.
I pointed off toward where Carol was sitting then
whispered, "She's not my wife... Just a friend... Hey!
Wow! If your not busy later we're in room 176, down the
street. The Death Valley Inn or something like that...
Well, it doesn't matter... There's only one... Room
176... If we don't answer right away, we're probably
too stoned to get up. Keep knocking. If you're not
busy... that is..." I let that trail on into the head
and took a piss. I left immediately, Carol following me
out with the food about three minutes later.
"Oh! Wow! Willy... I don't believe you. Right under her
parents noses.
Is she coming over?"
"If she's not busy..." Carol expected me to continue
but I didn't. I pulled into the motel and parked well
away from the room. I wandered around a bit as Carol
went right to the room. I followed about five minutes
later after telling the desk clerk that we were
expecting our daughter who was camping out with some
friends up in Death Valley. Carol was eating when I got
to the room. I showered and picked at the fries as
Carol used the shower.
When she came back into the front room I told her to
keep the towel on.
In fact, I had some other ideas and was soon relating
them to Carol.
"You sure she's going to come?"
I nodded my head. "In more ways than one, honey. And I
want it all on video. You can handle it and still join
us?"
"How you so sure?" She was nodding her head that she
could handle the video.
"Number one; she's, as you said, about fifteen or
sixteen... Has a lot of friends at home that she could
screw around with all Summer. Instead she's with her
parents and sister... A real bummer.
"Two; she gets real excited when she sees me toking on
the bong. If she was home, she may be trying it for the
first time or more likely she tried it a little this
year at school and was looking forward to doing it a
lot this Summer. This trip squashes that idea.
"Three... Wa! La! I arrive on the scene... Smoking like
a fool on the interstate... Then the restaurant and the
dope is so close... Less than a block away.
"Four; without you this would never work. She thought
you were my wife but I told her you weren't. But still
another woman makes it safe but you're not my wife...
So it puts a little fear in her... My wife... She'd be
totally at ease. Agreed?"
Carol nodded her head and I continued, "And last;
they've been on the road for several days if not a
week. For the first couple of days the parents were
over protective of them. The girls act like little
cunts for a couple of days and the parents relent... In
the process, the girls get more freedom. Marci knows
that and is figuring her chances of getting caught,
coming over here tonight, are slim and none."
* The Motel *
"Her name's Marci?" I nodded my head just as the knock
came at the door. I pointed toward the shower and Carol
tip toed toward it. She closed the door and I heard the
water come on. Another knock and I opened the door.
There she was. I kept the door coming open, staying in
the shadows and she walked into the room. She was
carrying a small hand bag, dressed in jeans with a crop
top that displayed her belly button. I felt my cock
tingle in my shorts.
I closed the door and went and sat on the bed. She
stood in the middle of the room. I know she could hear
the shower going. Some MTV shit was blaring on the TV.
I could take it or leave it but I knew Marci would
think it was cool. I had an ounce or so on the night
stand next to the bed. I was packing the bong before I
said anything.
"Carol's in the shower... She'll be out in a minute.
You want to get stoned?"
She sat on the end of the bed, well away from me. I
torched the bong and handed it to her. She took a
medium sized hit and exhaled almost immediately. I
reached out for the bong and lit it again. I held my
breath for a long time before I exhaled and handed her
the bong.
"Hold your breath for a long time."
My head was spinning and I was getting harder. I'd
taken my magic pill about the time I started telling
Carol why I thought it would work. I was having some
terrific success just having my cock grow in my
pants... Acting naturally except for the fact that I
obviously have a hard-on. Batting about six hundred
with that technique... Never with so young a girl,
though.
I asked her what time she had to leave and it took her
about a minute to reply. "What time is it?"
I laughed and told her it was six-thirty. She said she
should leave about nine. Her parents were out at a bar
and left the girls alone.
"What about your sister?"
"Oh! She's cool. I told her I was going to try to score
some smoke.
That's ok? Isn't it?"
I slid down next to her and held the bong to her lips.
She took a big rip and I pulled her to her back on to
the bed. She lost most of the lung full of smoke she
had but when she opened her eyes... They took a few
seconds to stop moving.
"Oh! Wow! That was wild... I've never been this
stoned!" I leaned over and blew a whole lung full of
smoke into her lungs... And let me tell you, this young
lady had a set of lungs that would make almost any
woman envious. About softball size and high on her
chest. I was sure she wasn't wearing a bra underneath
the crop top and could hardly wait to taste and suck on
them.
My cock was fully hard when Carol opened the bathroom
door and exclaimed.
"Oh! Jesus... Willy... I wish you would have told me."
I sprang up off Marci. My tongue had been fencing with
hers after she exhaled the smoke back into my mouth. We
breathed each other's breath until I found her tongue.
She was a very energetic kisser.
"Aaah... Carol... This is Marci... Marci... Carol."
Marci jumped up to a sitting position and I lit the
bong again. I passed it to Carol and she took a full
drag. She dropped to her knees at my feet. My hardon
was like steel. Carol stared at it while she took
another drag. I took a hit and attempted to pass the
bong to Marci. She refused it so I leaned back and put
it on the bed stand. I rose to a sitting position and
put my arm around Marci's neck. I pulled her face to
mine and blew the smoke into her mouth. My tongue was
close behind and we were frenching again.
Marci put an arm around me and Carol was working on the
front of my shorts. I lifted my hips and Carol started
my shorts down. My cock sprang out and moved about in
my crotch. I had my tongue buried in Marci's tonsils. I
wanted to bury my cock there. I broke the kiss as Carol
stripped off my shorts. Marci glanced down to where
Carol was and her eyes opened wide when she saw my cock
sticking up out of a jungle of pubic hair.
Marci couldn't believe what she was seeing. She was
frozen, couldn't move... More tense than she'd ever
been... Even that first time with her best friend's
brother two years ago. Well, it really wasn't the first
time... What the fuck was she doing here? She was more
stoned than she'd ever been in her life and here she
was sitting with this couple. The guy has his pants off
and a big hardon and the woman is dressed in just a
towel. She wondered what was going to happen next? She
thought about getting up but couldn't.
Anyway, there's no way she could go back now. Her
sister would know for sure that she was stoned. Her
little sister was not quite as cool as she let on. She
actually told her she was going out for a walk.
"Jesus!" She snapped her gaze out of the man's crotch.
She'd been staring. "Fuck! The woman is stroking his
dick!" She looked across the room at the TV as the
woman got to her feet. Marci was turning her attention
toward Willy when Carol dropped the towel.
Her breasts were nowhere near as large as the
teenager's but nice tits all the same. About the size
of large apples with very little sag. Her areolae and
nipples are what usually grabbed your attention. About
the size of the bottom of a beer can and a real dark
brown. The areolae were all crinkly and her nipples
were erect, about thumb size.
Her bush was a jungle of hair starting out just below
her belly button where it fanned out and formed a
diamond shape - all dark and tangled. Carol dropped
back to her knees and sucked the head of my cock into
her mouth.
"Ooooh... god damn!" I exclaimed. The "god" sounded
almost like good with a hard "o." I leaned back on my
elbows. Marci and I were watching Carol suck my cock.
Every once and a while, she'd look up at us and just
lick it. It was glistening in the dim light from the
night stand. She swallowed me, damn near whole, and
started bobbing her head over my groin. I fell back and
grabbed Marci's arm. She was tense and frozen. I
started rubbing her arm and then moved to her bare
back. I had my hand up above where a bra strap would be
and was now sure she was braless.
Marci couldn't take her eyes off the woman sucking this
guy's cock. Jesus Christ! She was taking the whole
thing almost and it was much bigger than Jerry's, her
friend's brother... It was a pool party and she got to
stay the night. Two years ago. She was thirteen. Some
of the kids had some pot and she smoked a little. She
ended up with Jerry out in the changing room with
everyone else inside. He kissed her and played with her
tits, even sucked on them. Told her he thought they
were the best at the party. He was nineteen at the time
and she was going to do anything he wanted. Her friends
would talk about this for years.
He was sucking on her right breast when his hand slid
in between her legs. He pulled the crotch of her suit
aside and now had some fingers in her pubic hair. He
spit out her tit and exclaimed. "You've got a lot of
hair down here, Marci. Jenny doesn't have any, yet."
Marci was thinking she didn't have any tits either when
he poked a finger into her.
He was soon fucking his finger in and out of her like
crazy. While doing that he guided her hand to his dick.
It was bare. He'd dropped his trunks and she could feel
the hard, smooth skin of his erect penis. After a few
minutes he started coaching her on how to jack him off
and about ten minutes later, he squirted four or five
spurts of warm jizm on the front of her bathing suit.
The guy pulled the woman's face out of his groin. His
cock slapped back on to his stomach and he started
taking off his shirt. His cock was all slippery looking
and the woman was running her hands up and down his
thighs. He rotated on the bed and now had his head in
her lap. She moved away from him but he followed and
kept his head in her lap. He was on his back, lying
away from her. The woman jumped up on the bed and
straddled him. Marci watched as the woman guided the
guy's cock to her hairy place and then sat on him. He
made a loud groaning noise and so did the woman.
She started to bounce up and down on the man... Jesus!
They're fucking! Marci couldn't believe it. She hardly
felt the guys hands on her arms and then he was pulling
her down and kissing her. Her tits were squashed
against his head, his hands on the back of her head.
His tongue was like a snake in her mouth and then she
felt his hands on the hem of her top. She lifted her
arms as he pulled it off over her head.
"Nice tits, Marci." The woman almost whispered and
Marci noticed that she was not moving as energetically
as she had been.
I was in heaven. This young lady's tits were huge...
Like watermelons. They hung down on my head and face. I
opened my mouth and took a large bite out of the
nearest one. A small groan. I pulled myself up on an
elbow and gazed at them. Her areolae were as large as
Carol's but nowhere near as dark. A light tan color,
her nipples semi-erect on her chest. I leaned over and
sucked an areola and nipple into my mouth. A louder
moan. Carol had stopped riding me for now. I think it's
going to be a while until I get back to her.
With one hand I reached for the waist of her jeans. She
leaned back a little further and gave me free access to
her zipper. Down it came. I didn't bother to try to
force my hand into her crotch. I started yanking on her
jeans until she raised her hips. I slowly worked her
jeans down. Her panties remained around her hips but
they couldn't hide the hairy pussy this young lady had.
I kept dragging her jeans down as I stared at the dark
shadow at the crotch of her white panties.
She moved her feet around as I dragged her jeans off
and over her sandals. Once free, I tossed them off the
bed. I immediately went for her panties and she raised
her hips before I got to the waist band. I got them
hung up on her sandals because my face was already
heading for her crotch. I ended up with my tongue in
her very fat belly button. I reamed into it and she
shrieked out, "Oooooh!" Her panties ended up on the
floor with her jeans.
Her pussy was a large triangle of dark, curly pubic
hair. My tongue raced to it and now I had hair in my
mouth. My hands were pushing her thighs apart as I
slithered in between then and toward her hair covered
sex. I couldn't make out her cunt at all amongst the
large amount of hair this young lady had growing
between her legs. When my tongue tasted cunt, she went
wild. Her body tensed up, her thighs chorded and
attempted to close on my head. I pried them apart and
licked the moist meat in front of my face. What Carol
was doing was beyond the scope of my situation
awareness.
She smelled like she hadn't bathed today but I was
wild, my tongue racing up and down her fat, hair
covered vagina lips... Dipping in and out of her fat
pink cunt. Her hips were thrusting her crotch up into
my face so I reamed my tongue into her and rode her
tremors until she settled down.
Marci was paralyzed. She'd never been this turned on.
The old man's tongue was like an electric eel, never
still, roaming around her crotch and touching all the
places that made her feel so good when she played with
herself... Only this was better... Much better. She was
throwing her head back and forth on the bed when she
felt the woman suck one of her plump tits into her
mouth. Her back arched up off the bed and Marci had her
first orgasm. Her body thrashed around until she
finally ran out of energy and went limp.
That didn't stop the assault on her body though. The
woman had pulled her arms above her head and was
licking under her arms. The old man had pushed her legs
up in the air and had his mouth between the cheeks of
her ass as his tongue headed for her asshole. She
started to move again and when his tongue started
licking her anus, she went wild... Moaning and groaning
gibberish. She never wanted this to stop.
I figured the young thing was cumming about every
minute. One orgasm starting to overlap the other. I
looked up and found Carol bending over her chest,
licking her tits and nipples. I was ready to fuck her
and could hardly control my excitement. I got to my
knees between her legs and was arranging her legs when
Carol looked up from the young thing's heaving chest.
"Willy... I want some before you fuck her." I laughed a
stupid little laugh and climbed out from between the
young girl's legs. Carol, quick as a cat, took my
place. I just watched as her head buried itself between
Marci's thighs. My cock was as hard as stone so I
stroked it a bit, still watching the young teenager
thrash around on the bed. She was moaning and groaning
non-stop now, filling the room with her sounds.
I slithered up and pulled her face around to my crotch.
Rubbing my cock against her cheek, I whispered for her
to open her mouth. When she did, my cock head entered
and I was in heaven. No doubt in my mind this young
lady had never had a cock in her mouth. She was so out
of control that her lips felt like a fishes mouth,
nibbling on my cock and it was driving me wild.
I pulled her face closer and in the process drove
several inches of my shaft into her mouth. I felt her
teeth but my cock had spread her jaws so wide that she
couldn't really get enough leverage to hurt me. Her
moans and groans were now muffled by the meat she had
in her mouth and I started thrusting. She was quick to
learn and I was close to cumming.
Marci couldn't believe the woman was licking her hairy
place. She still couldn't control herself and when she
opened her eyes, found the old man's penis right in her
eyes. He rubbed it against her cheeks and lips until
she finally opened them, accepting his hard smooth
shaft. It was so much bigger than her friend's
brother's. He had a hand on the back of her head and
was sliding his penis in and out of her mouth.
She wondered if he was going to squirt that stuff into
her mouth but realized that she was powerless to stop
him. At this point she wasn't sure she wanted to. She
was cumming again as the woman started fingering her
pussy and licking her small clitoris.
I couldn't hold off and felt my cock quiver in her
mouth. I lay still and watched her lips slide around
the pole of flesh I had in her mouth. She was doing it
on her own, nibbling, sucking and moving her lips up
and down my cock. I was on a trip I couldn't control
and knew I didn't want to anyhow. I screamed a little
and noticed that Carol was watching us... The girls'
mouth with my cock in it.
The three of us didn't move just looking at each other
after I pulled my cock out of Marci's mouth. I knew she
wanted more. She looked so sweet but had such a
different look than when she walked she walked through
the door a little over an hour ago. I got to my knees
and moved to where Carol was lying between Marci's
legs. Carol moved and Marci spread her legs. She knew
what I was going to do and was eager to have her body
consumed by the fires we'd ignited.
Again I arranged her legs around me and then pushed her
thighs back on to her chest. Carol reached between us
and guided my cock to the young girl's twat. Her pubic
hair was matted in several places with gobs of saliva
and cunt butter, her cunt clearly visible in the
tangles of dark hair that grew between her legs. Carol
was rubbing the head of my cock in her opening and I
forced some of it into her. She was a swamp and my cock
slipped about three inches into her. I felt her hymen
and flicked my hips, driving my cock against it. She
winced and then yelped as I slowly leaned forward above
her driving my cock deep in her belly.
I froze. No shit! I could actually feel her belly
ripple as I slid into her cunt. It clung to my every
millimeter as I buried myself in her. I started fucking
and only then did she scream a little but her hips were
already moving and shortly, I was fucking her brains
out. Her screams filling the room and only stopping
when Carol started kissing her. She was wet and gooey,
like warm, sticky jello and very tight.
Marci knew the old man was going to stick his dick in
her. She could feel the woman rubbing it against her
raw and wet cunt. She was afraid but wanted him to do
it at the same time. When his dick sank into her she
felt the pain and screamed a little. It wasn't close to
being as bad as she'd thought it would be and then a
warm glow started to spread from her stomach through
her crotch and thighs and she noticed that her hips
were moving her pussy up against the old man's belly.
She started screaming as he started pumping his meat in
and out of her. Nothing had ever felt this good...
Better than their mouths on her pussy.
The woman started to kiss her and she could taste her
pussy on the woman's lips and tongue... Smell
herself... And then she was cumming, arching her back
off the bed, trying to drill the old man's cock deeper
into her belly.
I was pumping to beat the band. This young lady had
such a nice tight, wet, fat cunt. It was beginning to
suck the life out of me. I spasmed a few times and then
the orgasm swept over me as I shook above the young
girl spread below me. I'm sure that if I could fill her
with cum that it would be seeping out of her cunt in
gallons, drenching the sheets below us. I finally came
to rest, my cock still buried in her... Feeling her
cunt muscles contract and relax against the bone in her
belly. I only pulled out when she was still and Carol
was throwing a leg over her chest.
They were soon going 69 and I watched. Marci, now as
aggressive as Carol, pulling her ass apart and reaming
her tongue into Carol's hairy cunt. They went at it for
an hour or so and I fucked Carol for a bit, feeling
Marci's tongue on my balls as they dangled above her
face.
The van horn sounded. I came awake with a jerk. Carol
was swearing at some jerk who cut her off. It took a
few minutes but I finally came to realize that we were
entering freeway 91, on our way to the beach. I torched
up a joint and Carol looked over at me.
"How long you been awake? Some asshole just tried to
kill us... Shit! It's one a.m. and the mother fucker
thinks he owns the road. Hey! Give me some of that..."
I laughed and handed her the joint. I was thinking of
Marci. God! What a fucking turn on!
end
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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