Stranger Car Fuck: Hitching For Kicks

One of the things about being away at college is the urge to do everything you’re told not to do.   

So, if you’re as adventurous as I am, that includes a lot of rule-breaking. One thing that I was always told me not to do was to hitchhike. Instead of putting me off hitching rides, the warnings provoked a spate of wild fantasises. I’d lie in my bed at night and finger myself to orgasm as I imagined fucking mysterious strangers who picked me up at the side of the road. I just longed to be a horny hitchhiker and have a random stranger car fuck! I didn’t care who’d see me – after all, I’m a dirty little exhibitionist too…

As my fantasies became more outrageous, I’d sneak a cucumber into my room at night, or reach for my favourite hairbrush handle and imagine myself sprawled on the back seat of a car. Every time I pushed an improvised cock into my pussy, I promised myself that I’d pluck up the courage to go hitchhiking. My goal was to have a completely anonymous adventure, with just a hint of danger.

When I finally had a stranger car fuck, it was completely by accident. 

One Friday night, I went to a friend’s party in the next town. I got a ride there, and the plan was to share a taxi home with friends. The party was wild, and we all had way too much to drink. By the end of the night, I’d become separated from my friends, and I suddenly realised that I was stranded in a strange town and didn’t have my taxi fare.  Then I had a crazy idea. Why not hitchhike? The main road that led to my town was just a five-minute walk away. I didn’t dare, as it was just too risky…but I wanted to. I felt a surge of nervous adrenaline and set off towards the main road. 

Fifteen minutes later, I had hitched a ride with a rather sexy guy in his thirties who was heading my way. Finally, I was possibly going to live my fantasy and have a stranger car fuck!  I leaned back a little in the passenger seat and let my mini skirt rise to show off my barely-there panties. As I flirted with the driver, I kept eyeing the bulge in his jeans. He caught me looking and put his hand on my knee. I opened my legs wider and stroked the back of his hand with my fingertips.

When he pulled off the road into a dark wooded lane, I was already reaching for his cock – this was going to be one hell of a stranger car fuck! 

I told him that I wanted him to fuck me as hard as he could while I lay across the back seats of the car. I was also secretly hoping there’d be a dirty pervert voyeur watching through the window.

As I was leaning back in the cramped space, I hoisted my skirt around my waist and pulled the crotch of my skimpy panties to the side. I was desperate for his cock. As he stood in front of the open door, I began rubbing my clit in anticipation. The guy was so excited that he almost dived on top of the slutty hitchhiker spread wide before him. There was a moment of fumbling, and then he thrust into me.

I’m quite tight down there, and normally I prefer men to ease their dick into me.

That night, I was so wet that I took his whole length with a gasp of pleasure. As he fucked me, I felt the car moving beneath us. I thrust back rhythmically with my hips and clawed his back through his jacket. It wasn’t the longest fuck I’ve ever had, but it was one of the most exciting. It was also my first stranger car fuck, and I screamed like a banshee as I squirted all over his cock. Just as his friend turned up…

Did his friend join in? What do you think?! Call your favourite English girl for all the gory details.

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