Ride of A Lifetime

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   “Nooo”, I moaned. “Don’t do this to me now.” I slammed the car hood shut and prayed that the smoke rolling out of it didn’t mean my trip was over for good. This was so lame. I hadn’t even gotten a hundred miles before my ancient pinto sputtered to a stop. It had taken me six months to save up enough money for this trip and now it might all have been for nothing.   I pulled my phone out of my pocket and willed it to call a tow truck. Instead of buying a fancy new Iphone that could have been a help right now, I had bought a piece of junk with no internet or fancy touch screen.   It was at least thirty miles to the next town. I leaned into my pile of scrap metal and pulled out the bag that contained all of my personal belongings. I looped the strap over my head and set out to either find some help or die in the desert heat.    I had been walking for what felt like days. The morning sun had turned deadly and beat down on me with the force of Thor’s hammer. My bottle of water had warmed considerably but it still felt like heaven in my parched throat. Just one step at a time.   A sound ground through the sand and rumbled under my feet. I turned to see an RV headed toward me. Relief washed over me. I couldn’t make it thirty miles in this heat and I was almost out of water. I moved to the side of the road and stuck my thumb out. Just for extra measure I jutted çankaya escort out my hip and let a sexy smile play across my lips.   The RV slowed and came to a stop a few feet from me. The door swung open and a head covered in red curls popped out. “Hi there. What are you doing out here in this heat?”   “My car broke down.”   Another face appeared in the doorway. Her raven black hair accentuated her blue eyes and brown skin. “It’s over twenty five miles to town. That’s way too far to walk in this heat. Why don’t you let us give you a ride? We promise not to bite.” She laughed, a crooked smile lighting her face.   Red nodded causing her curls to bounce around her bare shoulders. “Yeah, you should come with us. We’re heading to a party.”   “If you can at least take me to town that would be great. I would really appreciate it.”   “Come on in.” They stepped back so that I could get inside. It was an old RV but it was well cared for and clean. I sat on the couch and laid my bag at my feet. Red jumped into the driver’s seat.   “I’m Bailey.” Black haired girl held out a bottle of ice cold water.   Red piped in from the front, “…and I’m Emma.”   “You guys are lifesavers. I’m Avery. It’s nice to meet you.”   A few minutes later I’d finished my bottle of water and had a protein bar. Bailey broke out a bottle of tequila and rus escort started pouring shots. “So, where were you headed Avery?”   “To a concert in Cali. I couldn’t afford to go to the beach for spring break. I just wanted to get drunk, have fun and maybe get laid this weekend but I don’t think that’s going to happen now.”   Emma laughed. “The universe is looking out for you, Avery. It just so happens that we were headed to a great party. We go every year. There’s live music, plenty of alcohol, a huge bonfire and lots of chances to get laid. You should totally come with us.”   I didn’t want to admit defeat but I didn’t have enough money to pay for car repairs and the gas to get to Cali. “Why not? Let’s have some fun.”   “Sweet. But first, let’s find you a party dress.”    An hour later, we emerged from a narrow wooded path to find a large field, surrounded on all sides by lush green trees. A huge bonfire raged in the center, people hanging out nearby sipping drinks or dancing to the band playing classic Doors songs. There were cushions laid out everywhere and people were lounging on them and making out. Two long tables stood to the side, one covered in food and one covered in alcohol. A cute guy in an apron stood by the food table, flipping burgers on a grill.   We drank and ate and laughed until the sun went down. I had never eryaman escort had a high tolerance for alcohol and I was drunker than I should have been. But I was feeling good. As I looked around, I realized I wasn’t the only one who felt that way.  A couple on the cushions next to us had been making out for awhile and now his hands were up her skirt and she was moaning loudly. I tried to look away but my eyes kept drifting to his hand working her into a frenzy. I felt a tightening in my pussy and I desperately wanted to touch myself.   Baileys lips brushed against my ear as she whispered, “Do you like watching them? Do you wish there were fingers rubbing your clit and sliding inside you right now?”   Heat flushed in my cheeks and the tightness below grew more insistent. Breathlessly, I whispered back, “Yes.”   I felt her hand on my leg and my breath caught. The tip of her tongue grazed my earlobe as her hand slid up my thigh. I wanted her to touch me so badly I thought I would burst. Her hand was under my skirt and I spread my legs to give her better access. Her hand played with the waistband of my panties and slid inside, her soft fingers rubbing  my swollen clit as she bit down on my earlobe. I gasped, a spike of pleasure burning through my core.   I watched the couple in front of us. They had invited another man to join them. The woman was bent over her husband,straddling him, yet leaving herself available for the other man to enter her from behind. His cock glistened with lube as he  stroked it slowly making it grow and harden. He spread her ass cheeks apart and probed her tight hole with the head of his penis.

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