Erotic Confessions of a Busty Hitchhiker

Erotic Confessions of a Busty Hitchhiker: What would you do?

What would you do if your car left you stranded in the middle of a dark and scary desolate road? You left your purse on top of the bar along with your cell and ID.  No money, no phone, no ID. What lengths would you go through to get back home? This is a tale of a naughty girl who did the unimaginable to reach her destination. Erotic Confessions of a Busty Hitchhiker.

A night of drinks, pool, and Erotic Confessions of a Busty Hitchiker

I was invited to meet my friends at our favorite bar one night, for drinks and pool.  Being exhausted after a long day at work the last thing I wanted was to go out.  My friends somehow convinced me by giving me the guilt trip.  So I quickly showered and threw on a pair of denim short shorts with a beige camisole, and some cute sandals with a wedge.   Getting into the car and starting it I realized that I forgot to make a pitstop and fill up my gas tank. It was on Empty. I was running on fumes.

The bar wasn’t too far from where I lived so I took a chance. On the way to the bar, one of my friends calls me and informed me that we would all be meeting at a new bar that had just opened up. It was on the other side of town out in the middle of nowhere.

” Great”, I thought, If my car leaves me stranded in the middle of nowhere what would I do and who could I call? This was starting to sound like a Red Diary episode “Erotic confessions of a Busty Hitchhiker”.

Sam my naughty neighbor

I reached my destination crossing my fingers and with the leftover vapors that lingered in the gas tank. There at the bar I saw  Sam, I introduced him to my friends, but in my head, I was thinking “Meet my Naughty Neighbor“. After a few fucks and oral, we had agreed to keep it strictly platonic. Only Sam could not keep his eyes off my tits.

All night Sam kept grabbing at me when I was trying to play pool. I was so annoyed by his behavior I decided to call it a night and go home. There were no gas stations around for miles. So with a prayer and the remnants of vapor in the tank, I set off. Trying to reach my destination I could feel the sudden jerks of my car, struggling to keep going.

My poor car would go no more and I was forced to pull to the side of the road. On a very dark and desolate road with no lights. There I sat. Scared and alone. I reached for my purse that contained my cell phone when I realized that I never picked my purse back up. Wanting to get away from Sam I literally forgot my purse!  I must have left it on top of the bar! No money and no phone!

What was I to do?  Reaching for the pack of cigarettes in my glove box, I felt a small bit of relief. The only thing I could do was stand at the side of the road and wait for oncoming cars. I would have to hitch! With no money, I hoped I would encounter some kind soul, or else I would have to resort to sucking cock in order to get home.

It’s you

I lit up my cigarette and ran to the edge of the road. A car was coming, so I stuck my thumb out just in time. A black old jeep pulled to the side of the road. Inside the car, the man yells out to me “Ass, grass or cash?”  Ugh, it was Sam.

I begged for him to just take me back to the bar to retrieve my purse, but he would not comply with my pleas. Instead, he unzipped his pants and motioned to his stiff cock.  I could have burned him with my cigarette and pushed him out of the car. Instead, I gave in.

Sam reclined his seat all the back and unzipped his jeans. Kneeling, before him, I took my bra off and lifted my camisole. Exposing my busty tits, I leaned in and placed his cock in between my tits. Call me to hear how this story, Erotic Confessions of a Busty Hitchhiker, ends.

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