Drive-In restaurants never go out of style. There's nothing like parking, ordering into a loudspeaker and then having a lovely young waitress hang a tray of hot dogs and root beer on your partially down window.

Sometimes it's good to just get some gas in the truck and go for a long drive, head down roads you haven't driven before.

So, that's what I did the other day. It was a Saturday, the fish weren't biting and neither were any of the women I'd grown so fond of showing my pole. Okay, bad pun. In any event, it was 11 a.m. and I just headed down the road in a direction I hadn't been before. Driving, sight-seeing and thinking. It was nice. I got into it too much because by the time evening was approaching I was three hours from home, and hungry!

The regular fastfood places are nice enough, but not for every situation, so I pulled into a drive-in. Back when I was a teen, a drive-in could mean a restaurant or an outdoor movie. Many a cock found a willing cunt watching a movie-or not watching the movie-at an outdoor theatre. It didn't even have to be dark, but it usually was. Unfortunately too many old drive in theatres were sold to make way for discount shopping places, WalMarts and the like.

I pulled in, rolled my truck window down, cut the engine, and started to read the menu posted on the big sign in front of me. I heard the soft shuffle of feet, and a pretty dark-haired girl was walking up, wearing the uniform of the drive-in.

Pleasant young lady. I guessed she was Hispanic from her hair, the light olive complexion, and because her name tag said Maria. She could have been Irish, one never knows nowadays.

The cheeseburger basket was good, if a little greasy. That's part of the charm of a drive-in. The root beer was cold and frosty. Maria giggled when I told her she'd done a good job brewing the root beer, and a pretty, giggly waitress is perfect for that sort of dining experience.

"Where's the excitement in a little burg like this?" I asked her. "What do people do for fun?"

"Hangout down at the Shop-N-Save," she laughed and said, walking to the next car to take their order.

I left a 3 dollar tip for her on the tray, and started the truck. She smiled as she took the tray and said thanks.

It wasn't difficult to find the place she said was the hub of activity. I pulled in and went in the store to buy a 6-pack of beer and some cigars. I'd save the beer for later. Drinking and driving for an old dude like me wasn't a great idea. I lit a cigar as the sun was setting, and sat in my truck in the corner of that parking lot. I am a people-watcher after all.

I had not sat there long enough to finish half my cigar when I saw a small car pull up. Hell, a lot of cars had pulled up since I'd been sitting there for 20 minutes. Big cars, small cars, domestic and imports. Pick-up trucks and vans. All ages of vehicles. Even some kids obviously driving "Dad's car." As always there were a few driving classic cars that I thought they were too young to appreciate. Out of this one small car stepped my waitress from the drive-in an hour before. She looked around and recognized my truck. Me.

She didn't bother greeting the other people hanging around outside the store, but walked to my location. I snuffed the cigar out and popped a breath mint into my mouth. The cigar smoke still hung in the cab of my truck.

"Whatcha doin'" she asked me. She still had her waitress outfit on, her hair tied back with a bandana.

"Sight-seeing" I said. "and having a smoke."

"See any sights you like Mister?" she smiled.

"A few."

"Hmm." she grinned.

"Can you recommend anything of interest," I continued the sight-seeing line.

"Could be," she said, biting her lip and winking at me.

Yes, she actually winked at me. It took me by surprise.

"Could you give me directions to find this interesting thing?" I said.

"I had better show you-it can be hard to find."

"Is hard a good thing to find," I took a chance on that comment but somehow I thought I smelled pussy for the taking.

"Hard is the best thing to find," she said, smiling innocently.

"Hop in and show me," I said, unlocking the passenger door and throwing all my crap behind the seat.

We pulled out of the Shop-N-Save and she directed me through a few right turns and then a left turn. All in all, five minutes of driving and we were well out of town and in a quiet part of the countryside. She looked at me in the fading light and made the sign to cut the engine. I put the truck in park and turned the ignition off.

She scooted over to me, her hand exploring the leg of my pants. My bulge was already showing. She saw it.

She kissed me, parting her lips on mine and tickling my mouth with her tongue.

When she had kissed me for 20 seconds or so, she pulled away and unbuttoned the top of her blouse. I reached in and took ahold of her left breast, removing it from the cup. Her nipples were dark, round and thick. I handled her tit gently, stroking her nipple and massaging it.

Her hand found my bulge and rubbed in a circular motion.

"I'm not going to jail for this am I?" I whispered.

"I'm 17, and I do what I want," she said as her other hand unbuttoned my pants.

I was going to Hell for this one, no doubt.

"Maybe we should get out and have more room?" I suggested.

"Too many mosquitoes," she said, her fingers closing around my now throbbing cock. She rubbed up and down a few times, her fingers caressing my balls, and said "My God you older guys sure have big dicks!"

"The better to plow young pussy," I said, slipping off my pants entirely. Not easy in a truck!

I slipped her blouse off, dropped the bra straps and exposed her right breast. Magnificent with the round, large nipple which I licked softly.

"Will you make me cum?" she gasped, my hand finding the wet spot on her panties.

"I will if you will," I said, tasting her throat. Her fingers quickly tracing the outline of my throbber.

Up under her skirt my fingers had gained access through her panties and were exploring dark, moist and what was smelling increasingly sweet territory. She recoiled as my finger thrust into her cunt.

"I wasn't ready," she explained. "don't stop though, it feels good."

I felt her up for a few moments, squeezing her ass and then her tits with my free hand. She licked everything on me from the neck up, and then sucked on my man-tits, small as they are. She left little circles. She even bit me softly, and I swear she purred.

"How do you like your cock?" I said after a few moments.

"Large, I think," she laughed, sticking her 17 year old tongue in my ear as far as it would reach.

"Where Sweetheart?"

"In my hand?" she answered, tentatively.

Her dark eyes looked into mine, searching for the correct answer.

"Is that the way it's always been?"

She nodded.

"That's all right for the young boys," I said, "but older men like it other places."

I guided her face to my cock and her mouth opened slowly to taste the drops of pre-cum forming at the tip. She then began slowly to lick and gently suck my cock. She gagged a little when I took her head in both hands and guided her face downward. I slowed down a bit and spoke encouraging words.

"You're doing great Maria."

She smiled up at me with my cock engorged in her mouth.

She moaned as my fingers first probed her vagina, then I began to finger-fuck her slowly.

As she groaned and slid her mouth up and down my love rod, I pulled her panties down from beneath her skirt.

"Okay," I whispered after her cunt was exposed, "that's enough foreplay, it's time for the main event.

"I don't want to get knocked-up," she said quietly. "Just let me stroke you off."

"You won't get knocked-up, I guarantee it" I said, scooting over to the middle of the seat and lifting her onto my erect cock.

There was a squishing noise, and the sensation of tight but wet as I penetrated her.

"Oooh," she muttered.

I stirred her sweet spot with a small rotation of my cock and she gasped. Her tongue reached out and licked the side of my face.

"I think you like fucking," I said.

"I think I do too," she said, forcing herself lower onto my cock.

I lifted her skirt and saw my large pink cum-sprayer thrust ballsdeep into the coarse black hair of her cunt. She grunted as her hips began to rotate.

Her eyes flew open wide as she experienced her first orgasm with a cock thrust inside of her, and her mouth opened in a scream without words. A moment later she cursed, her eyes rolled back in her head and she leaned backward and I forced myself another few centimeters into her body. Her vagina shuddered, and I felt the lips grip my cock about midway down, and we shook with the vibration.

"Is this how it ends?" she gasped.

I lifted her off my cock and turning her forced her head down on my cock-barely holding the load I was going to blast.

"No, this is the proper way to end your first fuck," I said as I filled her mouth with thick white cum.

She lapped it up like dessert.

I dropped her at her small car about 10 p.m. and started the long three hour drive home.

Satisfied with the drive-in service.