Hitching a ride

VixenMissy

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Any dad want to give me a ride home from the movies? I don't promise to be good.
 
"hi young lady, are you waiting for a bus or something? Want a free ride?" I wink at her from the open window of my car. "Come on, get inside. Its not easy to get a bus at this hour." smiling at her pleasantly.

I was driving an expensive car and certainly dont look like a mugger or kidnapper. Age: 42 short black hair and neatly dressed.
 
Missy
19
5'2"
88 lbs
32a
brown hair/brown eyes

I wish my friends had not left me here. They were just too eager to party and I was not in the mood for beer. Not my drink.

This guy looks nice, real nice. Kinda handsome. I think I've seen him before.

"You're Kara's dad aren't you?" Kara is a year older than me and had a reputation for wildness. Everyone knows Kara's family is loaded, oil money or something. Kara spends money like she has an unlimited supply. I'm jealous. My Mom barely makes enough money for us to get by. But she does insist I go to college anyway. She's cool about that.

I walk over and lean down to look in the window. What little cleavage I have shows as my top drops a bit away from my chest. I work with what I have. I bet he likes that. I am an incurable and relentless tease.

I'm thinking that if I do take a ride from this man, I'll enjoy teasing him. He thinks he's so rich and powerful, he's unaware of the power I can have over him.

I can smell the leather interior of his car. Not something I'm used to, but something I could get used to.

I give him a warm friendly smile, not making any move to open the door. If he doesn't play this right, I'm gone.
 
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His daughter, Kara, was like perfect. Perfect body, athletic, smart, popular, and did I mention, RICH.

Yeah I guess I'm really jealous.

I was blessed with being naturally thin. A very good thing. But also I have practically no tits. I wish I had more, but I would never get a boob job. Toooo weird. Maybe I try to make up for my limited chest by being a tease to get sexual attention. I don't know.
 
There are some really beautiful women with small breasts who I admire. Sometimes I wonder why some men just think bigger is better. What about proportion?
 
VixenMissy said:
There are some really beautiful women with small breasts who I admire. Sometimes I wonder why some men just think bigger is better. What about proportion?

you are absolutely right young vixen :) ...that list could go on and on...
 
"You're Kara's dad aren't you?" I dont remember seeing her, but sure enough she knew my daughter. She leans against my window showing off her neat little cleavage and tiny black bra inside.

"You are absolubely right. My name is Ken. Would you like to hop in?" I asked again. Pushing the button beside my steering, the electronic door slide open smoothly.
 
There is something about this man that scares me, but that fear also is exciting. I feel a chill run through my body. It makes me aware of my lower lips, freshly shaved this afternoon in the bath. After shaving I felt so turned on from looking at my own pussy that I played with my little lips and clit until I nearly fell off the tub.

"OK sure, you know where the Belvedere Apartments are?"

Wow, the door popped open by itself. I slide into the soft leather. I like the feel of the leather warming under my exposed thighs. I bet he likes the view of my legs, with this skirt only about an inch of inner thigh is hidden.

AS he drives off I move my left leg against the console, opening my legs a bit, and twist around to lean back against the door so I was almost facing him.
I looked him over. Money sure is nice to have. Expensive things are more sensuous.
 
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By the look on his face, I bet this picture is what he was thinking when he offered a ride.
 
I'm losing my patience with this ride. Any sweet dad out there who wants to call me over to his car?
 
VixenMissy said:
I'm losing my patience with this ride. Any sweet dad out there who wants to call me over to his car?


I start off driving slowly, and reach my hand over to touch her exposed thigh.

Her leg is hot to the touch, I squeze it tightly
 
Sorry Time4Bed, that isn't going to make it. I'm looking for someone who wants to be teased until he can't stand the excitement. Any quality drivers who want a little tease to drive with tonight?
 
David stopped the car, watching some young girl get out. He thought for a moment, was there some sort of fight? He didn't want to get involved.

But, the young girl seemed more than eager for a ride home. The car drove off, and he saw her simply standing there by the side. When she saw him, he lowered his head, some dirty thoughts coming to mind.

She was old enough to be his daughter though. And, here at the movies late at night, what if something happened to her? The way she was dressed a lesser man would have easily thought he could take advantage of her.

He drove up, "Are you ok? Do you... you need a ride anywhere?"

God, look at what she was wearing? Did her parents let her leave the house with so little on?
 
God Damn that bastard! How dare him grab my thigh! Fucking rapist asshole. Shit Shit Shit

Now here I am out in the middle of nowhere.

Oh God here comes some other bastard.

"Are you ok? Do you... you need a ride anywhere?"
Well that's more like it. My heart is beating a million times a minute. I take a deep breath, then another.

Standing away from his car in a defiant, leaning back, arms crossed pose "I need to get home, the Bellevedere Apartments. It's across town, are you going that way?" I'm hoping to all hell he is, but damn if I'll let him know how eager I am.

OK girl, let that anger go, this guy didn't do anything wrong.
 
She looked pretty pissed off. He looked at the car in front of him, speeding away. It wasn't her father, must be some boyfriend, some fight. The thought of a boyfriend did make him feel sad though, this girl was attached to someone.

He couldn't think like that. She was a young girl, young enough to be his daughter.

He bit his lower lip, "I'm not really going all the way across town," he had to admit it, "My place is only a few blocks..."

She looked so cute though. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. Even in that pose, the anger seething through her he could make out the wonderful curves of a woman.

"But I don't want to see you out here all by yourself. Come on, get in."

He opened the door for her.
 
My true self broke down my tough act and I held the door open and leaned into the car giving him a nice view of my admittedly modest cleavage.

"Mister I really need to get home" I smiled as warmly as I could "Don't you have it in your heart to do a good deed this evening."

And I'll make sure your really turned by the time you drop me off.

"I'm really good company."

"Really, I am"
 
"Oh, I bet you are," He said, right into her cleavage, and he turned away from her. What was he doing? He had just been leering like some old perverted man. God, she must think of him as some sick rapist trying to take advantage of her?

He was just missing a mullet, a bag of candy and an old van.

He smiled very nicely as she got in, and turned the car towards the other side of town.

"So, what on earth is a cute little girl like yourself doing out here this late all by yourself?"

He tried to keep his eyes on the road, but they refused. He would steal the smallest of peaks down to her perky breasts, and that rise of thigh that showed as she got in.

He had to keep his eyes on the road...

What was this girl doing to him?
 
"So, what on earth is a cute little girl like yourself doing out here this late all by yourself?"
I like that "cute little" part. He's right with both words.

"That jerk who just let me out just reached over and grabbed me right here" I turn my left hand around and grab my thigh right next to my mini skirt. "See, right here.......that bastard" I move my hand around a little on my thigh, squeezing my flesh. Then I remove my hand by pulling it back dragging my skirt back a little more so my panties are nearly visible.

"My friends left me at the movie theater because I didn't want to party with them tonight. I figured I could catch a ride." I look over at him with a Mona Lisa smile.
 
I'm driving back from the trailhead when I see you. I'd like to offer you a ride, but I've been trail running for hours, and I'm salty with sweat.
 
My dirty little mind has me fantasizing. I would really like to play with my pussy now. What if I was in the car alone, naked, and rubbing my little groove. MMmm I'm getting wet thinking about it.
 
Sometimes my mind is even dirtier. I think about just leaning over and swallowing this guy. Sucking him until he fills my mouth with his salty load of cum. Tasty!
 
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