Amy Hutchens slept for about two hours on a blanket by a stream and underneath a tree for shade, naked as the day she was born, before waking up groggy, thirsty and famished. Blinking up at the afternoon sun, the eighteen year old realized she had to get back onto the road and resume her journey, for better or for worse.
She felt pretty good, despite the fact that she had pretty rough sex with three men earlier in the day. But Amy was young and resilient, and she put those bad events behind her, instead choosing to focus on the future. Rummaging through her backpack, she took out her water bottle and a granola bar. After a few more minutes of eating and drinking, Amy got up, stretched a bit, and was back at the stream to wash her face. Her hair was mostly dry, but she thought she must look dreadful.
The next twenty minutes were spent fixing up her hair and makeup, and then putting on some clothes. Amy put on the plainest bra and panties she could find, which – since she had brought along her hottest outfits – were still fairly sexy; they were a matching black, low-cut lace bra, and a lace g-string that was also silky and nearly see-through. Next the girl selected a pink baby-t that was cut high so that her flat tummy was visible, and her least scandalous mini-skirt that was a simple jean skirt that wasn't too short. Lastly, Amy chose a pair of brown cowboy boots on, putting away her white high heels in her small luggage.
With this all done, Amy gathered up her belongings and walked back out towards the road. It took her less than five minutes to do so, and after reaching her destination she looked around to get her bearings. Finally figuring out where she was, Amy sighed, knowing that she hadn't made much progress. She was about thirty or thirty-five miles away from her home, and although she might be in the next county, she wasn't close to Belmeade at all.
So the blonde stuck out her thumb for a ride for the third time of the day. And because Amy was incredibly gorgeous – pretty and young with big tits, a tight teenage ass, and long slender legs all on a slim, petite frame – it only took one car to drive by and stop for her. However, because there wasn't too much traffic, Amy still had to wait a good twenty minutes for it come along.
The car itself was an old yellow Camaro that had seen better days, but seemed serviceable enough. The teen went up to the car and peered inside; it was jammed with five guys and looked pretty tight inside, two in the front and three in the back. They all looked to be college age, perhaps a few years older than Amy herself. Three had sandy hair, one had dark brown hair, and the last one had black hair, and they were all fairly athletic looking, wearing t-shirts, tank tops, shorts and jeans. Again, they seemed like fairly generic college kids.
Amy was a bit hesitant about the situation. "Ah – hi guys! Where are you guys headed?"
The guy sitting in the passenger seat replied back. "Hey there, beautiful! We're going to Belmeade to visit some friends. You need a lift?"
"I am heading to Belmeade -" said Amy hesitantly. After what happened earlier, she wasn't sure if she wanted to get into a car full of men. "- but it doesn't look like you guys have the room..."
"Nonsense! My name's Josh – and the driver here is Tony. In the back are Tyler, Norm and Brian. You can just sit in the back with them – we can fit you in!"
"Well – I'm not sure ..."
Josh smiled. "Look – it won't be a problem since you're tiny anyways. And it wouldn't feel right – leaving a young lady like you out on the road by your lonesome!"
Amy was taken back and was in fact a bit charmed by Josh – she felt she could trust him and take him at his word. She was thinking hard and couldn't make up her mind whether to enter the vehicle or wait for another one.
Seeing her indecision, Josh smiled. "It's up to you ... if you want to want for the next car, that's fine with us. But we're heading straight to Belmeade and will be there in less than two hours!"
Biting her bottom lip cutely, Amy decided to go with Josh and his friends. She returned Josh's smile and said, "OK – if you think I can fit, I'll ride with you guys!"
The drive, Tony, popped open the trunk, and Josh stepped out of the car.
"Here," he said, "I'll put your stuff in the trunk. You get into the backseat!"
So Amy climbed into the back with the three young men. It was a two door so she had to clamber into the vehicle from the passenger door, trying hard to ensure her mini-skirt didn't show too much skin to the men in the vehicle. There really wasn't much space so after some awkward introductions, she then settled onto the lap of the man in the middle whose name was Norm. To her left was Tyler and to her right sat Brian. The teen felt rather uncomfortable sitting on Norm's lap, surrounded by strangers, but tried to hide the fact by trying to keep a conversation going. But only Tony and Josh were talkative, it seemed. All the guys in the backseat were silent, and Amy was getting a bit uneasy because she felt all three of their eyes burning into her.
After a good twenty minutes or so like this, Brian finally spoke up. "Nice ass from what I could see – how does it feel, Norm?"
Norm smiled with his hands on Amy's hips. He squeezed her and said, "Feels fucking nice! Her ass feels juicy and tight!"
Squirming in his lap, Amy said, "Stop that!"
Brian laughed. "Lucky bastard!"
Then it was Tyler's turn to speak up. "Look at those legs! Fucking sexy – so smooth and silky! I wonder if her pussy is as smooth?"
Now everyone laughed in the car, except for Amy of course.
"I bet you this chick's pussy is bare and smooth as a baby's behind!" Brian replied.
Amy was fuming but her cheeks were flushed red at the same time. "Would you guys quit it? I'm right here!!"
"Quit what?" Norm replied, smirking. He squeezed her again, and then moved his hands up a bit to curl around the girl's slim waist. "We're just trying to be friendly!"
"Well – cut it out!" The blonde looked at Josh imploringly, as if asking for help.
