It was hot. Hotter than hell. As I drove down I-10, with the top down on my Jeep, I was desperately trying to remember why I had decided to drive from New Orleans to San Diego in July. What was I thinking? Usually, I’m a very smart person. This was definitely not a smart move. I was in the middle of Texas, God only knows where. At least I had remembered to dress for it. I had dressed cool in a white tank top and a pair of jean shorts. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail and my Saints baseball hat was pulled down over my forehead. Smashmouth played loud on my speakers. All in all, I was crazy.
As I drove down a particularly lonely and desolate stretch of I-10, I noticed a woman in the distance by the side of the road. As I got closer, I realized she was hitchhiking. Not exactly the best of places to be doing it. I was tired of driving by myself and felt the need to be a good person. I slowed down and pulled to the side of the road.
“Where ya headed?”
She was going to Santa Barbara. Her car had broken down and she had gotten tired of waiting for someone to stop and help her, so she had started walking. I told her to climb in. Since I was headed to San Diego, she could ride the rest of the way with me if she wanted. I didn’t need to ask her twice. She hopped in, telling me her name was Karly.
As we drove, I felt suddenly a little calmer. I hadn’t realized I needed company. We talked and found that we had a lot in common. Both had gone to school back east and had family in Southern California. As I drove, she casually slipped her short blonde hair back behind her ears. She was about the same age as me and very pretty. She unbuttoned the top two buttons on her shirt and tied the shirt tail in a knot at her waist.
We drove for a couple more hours and then decided to stop and grab a bite to eat. It was getting dark and I really didn’t want to drive at night. Something about breaking down in the middle of the night in Texas brought to mind images of Deliverance. We pulled into a hotel near a Cracker Barrell and I checked into a room. They were booked solid except for one room with a king size bed. I took it and Karly and I headed over to Cracker Barrell for a relaxing dinner.
When we got back to the room, Karly went to shower while I called home to tell my parents they could probably expect me in another couple of days. I wasn’t going to hurry the drive along. Karly stepped out of the shower wrapped in a towel as I hung up the phone. Her hair was wet and tucked again behind her ears. She wore the towel tight around her. As she started to dry off, I headed for my turn in the shower.
As I stepped out of the shower, I grabbed a towel and dried off. I usually don’t sleep in anything but since I was going to have to share the bed with Karly, I slipped on a pair of panties and short t-shirt. Karly was already in bed asleep when I stepped out of the bathroom and turned off the light. Crawling into bed, I realized how tired I really was. I think I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
A noise woke me from a sound sleep. A noise like a soft moan. A woman’s moan. My body shivered and I felt a warmth that made me excited. I must have been dreaming. I felt as if someone was stroking me, opening me and kissing me. I heard the moan again. It was me. I slowly opened my eyes. The room was dark and I felt a breeze rush over my body. Where was I? I was in a hotel room in Texas. I was in a strange bed. Ohhhh! I moaned again and felt my body shiver. I looked down, moving my head to see what was happening. As my eyes opened wider, I realized what was happening.
My t-shirt was pushed up and my right breast was exposed. A hand was kneading it gently, squeezing my hard nipple in it’s fingers. My legs were open wide. There was a tongue pushing gently against my pussy lips, licking me slowly, loving me. Karly’s blonde head was moving up and down between my thighs as her tongue slipped in and out of me, stroking my wet lips. I moaned as I felt her finger slide inside me, the tip of her finger crooking gently and moving back and forth as her tongue slipped up and down my slit. My God! She was incredible!
I moaned as I felt my body tingle again and again as her finger moved in and out of my tight hole and her mouth closed over my hard clit. She was sucking me into her hot mouth. Her hand was squeezing my breast harder. I reached down and stroked her head, pushing her mouth harder against my aching pussy. She moaned into my pussy as I felt myself shake and my orgasm gush into her waiting mouth. She sucked harder on my clit, then moved to suck on my pussy lips. I felt empty as her finger slowly withdrew from me. She looked up from between my legs, her mouth full and lush, her face pink and wet. She smiled and kissed the inside of my thigh.
