Stranded (Open to one male writer)

[xTerrax]

Stranded (Closed)

Name: Ellie Kennedy
Age: 19
Height: 5'9
Cup size: 38G
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The wheel grasped in my hand, I drove through this long stretch of an interstate. Granted, I could have gone on this trip in a more appropriate ride - as my beat up Nissan Altima 1995 certainly was not a reliable vehicle. In it, there's only me, nineteen year old Ellie Kennedy. Not exactly the type of woman one would expect in such a harsh Texan road - a brunette with soft brown eyes, pale skin and wearing a flimsy purple blouse, wrapped around scandalously, given the heat. What is my reason for being here? Well, to see my boyfriend. Let me explain...

I'm originally from Texas, being born and raised in Austin. However, instead of staying here like most folk, I decided to go to a college in Wisconsin. My boyfriend didn't - having decided to stay in the state. Now, while most people who go as far to say that long distance relationships just couldn't work, I disagreed. My boyfriend and I managed to keep this flame alive, what with the constant exchanges of dirty emails and photos. This all said, we never got intimate.

However, with my boyfriend's birthday coming up, I thought that I would surprise him. Maybe get intimate with him for the first time? Who knows. The only thing that was certain was that I was faithful; despite the constant attempts of men trying to get in my pants, I never gave in. Things were going spectacularly until...

*Toof Toof Toof*​

"No no no no!" I cry out as the Nissan began to stall. "Not now, come on..." I whine as I begin to move the car to the far left, it slowly dying out until it came to an abrupt full stop. "Great!" I say, panicking "Fantastic!" as the the harsh heat begins to kick in. "Okay come on Ellie...pull yourself together." I think, trying my best to calm myself down. I go outside, closing the door behind me as I observe the far distance, hoping that someone will come to my aid.

As luck would indeed have it, off in the distance I could hear a faint noise...Someone was coming! Hurrying, I frantically wave my arms, hoping to get the attention of whoever was passing by.

(Closed)

 

[justsexmaam]

Name: Kyle Adams
Age: 35
Height: 6' 1"​

In an ideal world, I would be driving home in a fast sports car with an even faster woman in the passenger seat next to me. But having just helped my best friend, his wife, and their college-age daughter move to Oklahoma, I'm driving the large red van that I purchased way back in my college days... a time when I had roommates and needed a private place to "get to know" all of my female classmates better. Even before my divorce a couple of years ago, I had always kept the van in excellent condition. After the divorce, I revamped the interior and returned to my old ways of picking up women... The old tricks still work, and the ladies are just as attracted to my deadly combo of calm blond hair, energetic blue eyes, and firm biceps now as they had been fifteen years ago!

My friend, who had been my wingman in our single but always looking days, hadn't been thrilled with the idea of his daughter riding in my love machine. However, circumstances of the move had left him little choice. I wish I could say that I got lucky with the 20 year-old (who was going to school on sports scholarship), but with her parents driving behind us the entire way, the closest I got was watching in my windshield mirror once and awhile as she spent the entire drive digging into her suitcase and trying on one skimpy outfit after another. She must not have realized that I could see into the back of the van from my seat, or perhaps she did. Either way, I wasn't about to spoil the view by discussing the subject with her. To say that the experience had left me horny would be an extreme understatement!

I am planning to spend a couple quality hours with my friends, right hand and computer with broadband internet connection, as soon as I got home. But, as I follow a slight bend in the road, I suddenly see you urgently waving your arms in the air as a distress signal. Although I would have, unhappily, stopped to help no matter who you were or what you looked like, the way in which your outfit shows off your slim physique and massive tits make me eager to render assistance. The sounds underneath my van change as pavement turns to sand and gravel.

"Looks like your car has seen better days," I quip. "Want a lift?"

Secretly, I begin to plan the methods of seduction I will use on you.

 

[xTerrax]

"Looks like your car has seen better days, want a lift?"

"Oh thank god." I say happily, moving towards your open window "It just ran out of fuel and I'd love a lift to a nearby gas station. If you don't mind." And seeing him nod, I knew that we were good to go. I took one last look to my beat-up car, almost afraid to leave it behind, but obviously it couldn't be helped. I climbed up to the open passenger side and introduce myself, offering my hand:

"I'm Ellie Kennedy. Nice to meet you."

 

[justsexmaam]

Strengthened by the desire to relieve my current horniness as well as by the memories of previous conquests that took place in my van, I am able to reply to your introduction without ogling you. Instead of staring at your body, I smile and look you in the eyes.

"Kyle," I respond as I take your right hand in mine, intentionally leaving my last name a mystery in case you don't care for my upcoming sexual advances.

I close the front passenger side window so the air conditioning can cooling the inside of the van once again. With no other cars on the road competing with me, I easily merge from the shoulder back onto the road. Time to get to work...

"If I read the signs correctly, the next gas station is quite a few miles away," I say after a few silent moments of driving. "There's a fridge in the back of the van. Feel free to get up and get yourself a snack or something cool to drink." Pausing for dramatic effect, I have found, is an exceptional tool when working to manipulate a woman into doing what I want her to do. "Or, if you'd rather just rest, there's a sleeping area back there too."

Awaiting your decision, I daydream about what it would be like to watch you climb out of your seat and make your way, bent over, into the back of my van.

 

[xTerrax]

"Nice to meet you Kyle." I say with a warm smile, a friendly demeanor that I gave to pretty much anyone.

And so, we were off - driving ahead to the nearest gas station. Thankfully, I could say that my rescuer wasn't, or at least didn't appear to be, some kind of psychopath. In fact, I'd say that he was much better looking than what I had originally imagined someone stopping in the middle of this deserted road to look like.

You offered me to go out in the back, to either eat, drink or to simply rest. Now, resting did seem good, somehow, but I respectfully declined to that. I was an incredibly light sleeper, and the motions of the van would keep me up. "I'll go for a drink, thank you." I say, as I moved myself, somehow, to the back. Sure, it involved me bending over in my tight shorts but, it's not like he could see, given his eyes on the road.

"Can I get you anything?" I asked.

 

[Algonquin100]

Still looking for another....would love to jump in....can play any role needed....love, long detailed erotic roles....

 

[justsexmaam]

"Thank God," I say silently to myself as I watch you going into the back of the van, "for the mirror in the upper center of my windshield!"

In the privacy of my own thoughts, I also appreciate whatever clothing design visionary came up with the idea of girls in short shorts. Yours practically beg for me to yank them off in order to reveal what I'm sure is your magnificent young pussy! Your asshole too if you're a really nasty girl!

"Does she trim, shave, wax, or just let nature have it's way?" I ask, still silently, thinking about your love mound and its hair (or lack thereof).

Hearing you ask me if I want something to drink, I become more confident than ever that you didn't see me spying on your tiny little ass as you made your way to the back of my van. I speak loudly to make sure you can hear me all the way in the back.

"What sounds really good right now is a can of cold beer, but I hate to drink alone, and something tells me you're not exactly over 21... so nothing for me, thanks. Besides, even on this deserted road in the middle of nowhere, I'm not about to risk a cop pulling me over with an open can beer in my cup holder."

 

[xTerrax]

I hear you mutter something as I reached back to the fridge, seeing nothing but beer in here. I supposed that you forgot to stockpile or something of that sorts, so when you say:

"What sounds really good right now is a can of cold beer, but I hate to drink alone, and something tells me you're not exactly over 21... so nothing for me, thanks. Besides, even on this deserted road in the middle of nowhere, I'm not about to risk a cop pulling me over with an open can beer in my cup holder."

I can't help but reply (even though it would slow down the trip); "Well...we could stop for just a while if you're thirsty. I mean, you're driving me to the gas station, there's no reason why you shouldn't get to drink just a bit..."

 

[justsexmaam]

Doing my best not to appear too eager, I pull the van off to the side of the road.

"That's very sweet of you," I say as I turn the engine off.

My plan is working perfectly! I unbuckle my seat belt, lift the arm rest on the right side of my seat until it is out of the way, then start the journey to the rear of the van. I would have loved to have done this with my friend's daughter, but you -- a year younger than her and twice a beautiful -- are an even better prize.

I thank you for your kindness. "I appreciate you letting me take time for a little sip."

I reach into the fridge and grab a beer. Pretending, the can "accidentally" falls from my grasp onto the floor. It rolls in your direction, but I get to it before you have a chance to pick it up. I pull the tab at the top of the can. Pressure escapes from inside the can as a loud fizzing sound fills the van.

Foam explodes from the beer can, onto your top... enough for me to see the faint outline of your nipples through the fabric.

 

[xTerrax]

"Aah!" I yelped, feeling the cold beer splash on the thin fabric of my top.

I could only then watch, a bit helplessly, as I saw the beer drench my top before sliding down my fit stomach, sculptured after so many sit-ups and cheer-leading practice during my high school years. To my horror then, I saw that the fabric must have been a bit weaker than I thought - given that my large nipples could be now seen though it. My arms instantly go to cover myself up, as my skin must have gone red with embarrassment.

"Oh god, oh god..." were the only words that I could speak, repeating them over and over again.

 

[justsexmaam]

"Relax honey," I say soothingly. "It's not like I haven't seen a woman's perky nipples through her wet top before, though I must confess yours are the largest."

So far so good! Now for the next phase! I point to a small container behind you on the floor, in the back right corner of the van.

"I keep a small stash of stuff in the van for emergencies. There should be a bottled water and a small towel in there so you can rinse the beer off before it gets sticky."

I privately wonder how you will react to all of the naughty items stored in the same container as the towel and water. Some of the women I've let peek in there over the years have freaked out, making the job of seducing them more challenging afterwards. Others, the sluts, have either politely ignored the items or just chosen one and started the fun.

 

[xTerrax]

Covering my chest with my hands, I wordlessly hurry over to the box. With my back to turned to you, I let go with one arm, searching through the box for that bottle of water and towel. I found them - not before coming across several other, um...items. Being the shy woman that I was, I didn't make fuss - I simply picked out what I needed and cleaned myself up. Well, as much as I could, anyway.

Tying my top back, I turned around and thanked you:

"Thanks Kyle. I think that's all the alcohol that I'm going to need." I say, with a laugh.

 

[justsexmaam]

I laugh along with you then ask, "Mind if I finish my beer before we get back on the road?"

Never intending to give you a chance to say no, I grab my beer and sit myself down on the zebra patterned comforter in the corner opposite the container. I let out a quiet but primal grunt as I take my first sip. I pat the comforter with my free hand, indicating my wish that you join me.

"I'm guessing it's not that comfortable for you just standing there. Come keep me company while I drink my beer."

I take another sip, but just a small one since this beer needs to last until I've seduced you. Then, I lean my head back until it is resting on a large body pillow which is vertical against the corner.

 

[xTerrax]

"I'm guessing it's not that comfortable for you just standing there. Come keep me company while I drink my beer."

"Well...okay." I say, going over to you as you take another sip, leaning over until your head rests on a pillow. I go over and sit next to you - everything being relatively normal, despite how incredibly close we were. My eyes simply go over to the rest of the van, while I'm keeping you company - my mind obviously drifting off to what I had seen while I was searching for bottle and towel.

"So...what do you do?" I ask, trying to get some conversation going "Have a wife? Any kids?"

 

[justsexmaam]

I can feel heat radiating from your body, and must concentrate on staying focused on my overall objective to prevent myself from fondling you on the spot.

"I'm in mergers and acquisitions... mostly mergers," making sure to put some double meaning in my response, "and I'm divorced, no kids."

Having devised an excuse to touch you, I lightly grab your shoulders and rotate you to face me. "What about you honey? You must be a fashion model or something like that. Right?"

 

[xTerrax]

"Mergers huh? That's pretty cool." I say, wondering why you would put so much emphasis on that. My attention was quickly shifted to you personally, as your hands rotated me. That said, I smiled as you went on:

"What about you honey? You must be a fashion model or something like that. Right?"

I giggled, perhaps too much like a school girl. I was a sucker for compliments, I guess. I replied: "Oh no. I wish though. I'm just your everyday student."

 

[justsexmaam]

"You must be joking," I say in a normal voice but with awe before letting go of you and drinking more of my beer. "Why, your rack alone puts you in a category all by yourself."

I allow myself to stare at your breasts, the sight enhanced by what the mixture of beer spray and water had done to your top.

"Guys must have to get in line for a chance to be with you," I compliment. "If only I were a few years younger, I'd throw my hat in the ring without hesitation."