I was sick of everything about Curtis Springs, the people, my lousy job working at the local caf and most of all my step dad. Not that he was a bad guy, but since my Mum had died four years ago, he just didn’t do much of anything anymore. I had stayed around because of him long after my friends had moved on to other places but I had just turned twenty and knew I had to get away.



I quit my job and just told him I was going. He didn’t try to stop me, just gave me some money and told me to ring him every now and then. Part of me felt insulted that he hadn’t tried to stop me but on the other hand I could now start to live my life.



I was waiting for the bus when I first saw him. He drove up in a black car and just stared at me, my pussy moistening as I too stared back. I couldn’t describe what I was feeling as he got out of the car, his lean body dressed in black boots, jeans and t-shirt and his hair just completed the image. When he opened the door for me and picked up my bag, I just couldn’t help but get into his car. I was vaguely aware of my bag being placed on the back seat and then he slide back into the car and drove off.



If I was dreaming I didn’t want to wake up, my whole body just tingling with anticipation and something else I couldn’t name. He turned to me and spoke for the first time, his voice as beautiful as he was. Where are you headed? It was the same question I had asked myself everyday for the last year or so, but for once I had an answer. Anywhere you are going? He raised an eyebrow and then smiled at me, a smile so sensuous I almost came on the spot. I was not normally so forward, but it just seemed like the only thing to say.



His hand came to rest on my thigh and I didn’t stop him as he pulled my skirt up my leg. He gave me another smile as he rubbed my thigh, my breath becoming short until he pulled his hand away. It was all I could do not to moan and ask him to put his hand back. What is your name? I was jolted back to reality. Julie, my name is Julie. Somehow telling him my name made things more real but I still had no desire to be anywhere but beside him.



“I’m Nathan. Julie, I want you to take off your panties for me. I hesitated only a moment, before raising my bottom off the seat and lowering my g-string to the floor. He held out his hands for them and smelt them once before putting them into his pocket. Normally his behaviour would have creeped me out but I only felt more and more turned on.



“Good girl, now I want you to pull your skirt right up, that’s it and spread your legs for me, There had been no hesitation this time, and as I felt the air on my already soaked pussy, I felt alive. I want you play with yourself but you’re not allowed to cum. If you feel yourself getting close, you will take your hand away for a while.



I did as he asked, excited by what he wanted me to do. I looked down and rubbed along my already puffy slit a few times before pushing two fingers easily into my pussy. Look at me while you play with yourself. I looked at him, taking in his strong jaw and his large hands on the steering wheel. Longing for him to touch me, I almost came but pulled out at the last minute, my breathing ragged.



“Let me taste you. I brought the hand that had been inside me up to his lips and thought I would cum with just the feel of his mouth on my fingers. He sucked them in and the ran his tongue up and down each finger before letting me pull them free. Taste yourself. I dipped my fingers into me and brought my hand up to my mouth, tasting my own sweet juices just as he pulled off the road to a rest stop surrounded by trees.



I stayed quiet and still as he got out and walked around to open my door. When I went to lower my skirt he slapped my hands away and I left it where it was as I stood up. We were alone and by the looks of the place, no one had been here for a long time. Without a word, he pulled my top up and removed my bra, taking in his breath as he looked at my body. I had always been proud of my body and had been told I looked just like my Mum had when she was younger. The only difference was that she had been a blonde and I had always been a brunette.



I gasped as his hands roamed all over my breasts before he roughly turned me around and pushed me over the bonnet of the car. It was warm and I tried to pull up, but then his hand was in me and I forgot all about my own discomfort as he worked his fingers in and out of me. I heard a zipper and tried to turn around to see what his cock looked like but he held me firm with a hand on my back.



I thought he would never end as he pushed in what felt like the biggest cock I had ever felt, not that I had a lot to compare it to. In fact I knew that I was inexperienced for my age, but when all the decent guys leave after high school, you don’t have many opportunities to expand your horizons. He sped up and I felt him grip my hair, making me look up.



My nipples were rubbing on the top of the car and felt like so hard I thought I must be scratching the paint. The grunts coming out of my mouth echoed around me and I wondered if anyone else could hear us. When he suddenly pulled out and spun me around, I didn’t know what had happened, only that I had been so close to cumming. I was pushed down to my knees, the pebbles rough under me and his cock was pushed into my mouth.



I gagged as he pushed it down my throat and held it there, his cum spurting straight down into my stomach. He allowed me some air and I gasped a deep breath before he pushed down even further and finished cumming in me. I longed for him to just touch me once and went to bring my hands down, only to find he was holding them together behind my back. I was just starting to need more air, when he pulled out so that his cock was just resting on my tongue. Julie, you are not to make yourself cum. I will let you cum later, if you continue to be a good girl. I could only nod at this man who had come into my life in such a way that I felt like I couldn’t refuse him anything he asked.



He did allow me to lower my skirt and to put my top back on, but kept the bra. I felt so alive and so much like a woman, my pussy still tingling with need. Moaning as I sat down again, I wondered when he would allow me to cum. We drove on, the music the only sound in the car. He would at times tell me to play with myself, either pinching my nipples and rubbing along my slit, but still would not let me cum.



By the time it was getting dark and I was getting more and more frustrated, he pulled into a motel. I tried to sit patiently as he got us a room and unpacked the car. Finally we were inside but he didn’t rush me liked I had hoped he would, but instead played with the TV and then rang up and ordered us some food. I didn’t even notice what he ordered, my hunger nothing in comparison to my need to cum.



“I’m having a shower. Be a dear and answer the door for the food when it comes. Oh and Julie, make sure you are naked when you answer the door. He didn’t give me time to reply as he had already turned on the shower, his beautiful body being exposed to me bit by bit as he undressed in the doorway and then stepped into the shower. I stood and watched him through the dappled glass screen, almost forgetting what I had been asked to do. I didn’t think of anything but pleasing him as I took off my skirt and top.