I was heading out of town one night when I got the shock and thrill of my life. That doesn't happen much in a town the size I live in, but that night proved to be different. I was heading out to see some friends then. We had no real plans that night. I figured it would be another night of a couple of beers and talking about the women we never really got. That was typical with my buddies. Even that changed as I passed the cemetery that night.
There isn't much light there, but I could see someone standing on the side of the road. My headlights revealed long legs and the tightest shorts I'd ever seen. I could see looking blonde hair and she turned when she saw my headlights, sticking out a thumb. As I passed her I realized two things. First of all, she was busty and braless. I could see pink nipples clearly through her shirt. Secondly the hitchhiker was my cousin Cindy.
I immediately turned right at the next corner, then repeated that 3 more times. That brought me back out on the road behind her. Pulling forward I stopped next to her.
Rolling down the passenger window I waited for her to walk over. Her shirt was sheer, and I could not only see nipples I could see her tits in their entirety.
She leaned into my passenger window smiling. "Hey Eric. What's up this evening?"
I was simply from the view at that point, but I didn't go there. At least not right then. "Not much Cindy, as usual. Jump in."
She hesitated for a moment, then shrugged and climbed in with me. "Where you headed?"
She pointed down the road we were on. "That way right now at least."
She buckled in and the belt just accentuated those big tits, making them stand out even more than they already did. I shook my head and put the car in drive.
My cousin was what comes to mind when you hear the term Amazon. She was 6 foot tall, busty and gorgeous. Her Dad was a minister at a local church, which made her the preacher's kid we always heard stories about. With her open innocent look though I'd never believed the rumors. I was having second thoughts though right then.
After a couple of minutes I looked over at her again, taking in the view. "So what are you doing tonight Cindy? I love the outfit, but that's not one I'd suggest for hitchhiking."
She gave me that dazzling smile of hers then. "I know. I'm not really hitchhiking tonight. I'm trying something else."
Dressed like that I couldn't wait to hear what she had going on. She waited a moment and then began with, "You know Belinda don't you?"
That was never a good opening line. I knew Belinda. She'd graduated from high school with me and moved out on her own right away. Things eventually went south for her and according to what I'd heard she started working as a hooker. She eventually moved back to town and worked in a bar. But rumor had it that now and then she'd take on a customer for cash.
I looked at Cindy and nodded. "I know of her anyway. What's she got to do with you?"
"We got to talking one night and she'd had a couple of drinks. I got to hear all about her sordid past when she lived in Elk River."
"Ok. I'm assuming there's more to this story?"
"There is, but you can't tell my Dad. Is that ok with you?"
"I'm good with that. So what's the rest of it?"
Cindy took a deep breath (which was amazing in the shirt she was wearing) and told me, "When she told me about her adventures, it kinda got me interested."
That's one way to put it. I smiled and asked, "Did it get you interested or did it get you horny?"
"To be honest, horny. Then I started wondering what it would be like. You know, to get paid to have sex with strangers and all."
I could picture that and a mental image came into my mind. "So let me make sure I've got this. You've been fantasizing about being a hooker, and tonight you decided to act on that. Have I got it?"
"That's exactly right. You got it."
"A sweet young thing like you wants to try being a hooker?" I laughed and asked, "Just how much do you know about sex anyway?"
"I haven't been a virgin since I turned 18, so probably more than you'd think."
I saw a familiar road coming up, so I immediately turned right there. A mile down the road and a quick left and I was parked in the game preserve outside of town. Shutting off the car, I unbuckled and turned to face her.
I reached into my pocket then and pulled out a 20 dollar bill. I handed it to her and said, "Then consider me a customer."
Cindy flushed and looked surprised. "Eric, I can't do you. It's incest. It's illegal."
"So is being a hooker Cindy. So what's the difference really? I'm nothing more than a hard cock and some money at that point. Who cares if I'm your cousin."
"I don't know Eric. What would you want me to do?"
"I'd want you to strip naked and crawl over here to suck me off."
While that little picture ran through her mind I went ahead and laid my seat back. I made sure she could see the bulge in my jeans then. I even rearranged it as she watched. I gave her a minute or so then finally asked, "So what's it gonna be? Do you want to do home or do you want to see if the fantasy is as good in real life as it is in your imagination?"
I saw her eyes wander over my body then. As they focused on my lap again I reached down to stroke my shaft through my jeans. That tipped her over the edge and she looked at me once again.
"You're not gonna tell Dad, right?"
"Not even close. Hell, I'll probably be calling you up every time I get some money to spend."