A drive along a desolate road, leads to an amazing night.
The low drone of the LS engine mixed with the sounds of uneven pavement, and gusty winds.
I had picked up this classic C10 in West Texas earlier in the day. It was a nearly complete restoration project that had been put on hold after the previous owner had encountered some health issues. Unable to continue any further with it, he had put it up for sale. Now that it was mine, I would drive it to Phoenix, where I would drop it off at an upholstery shop before picking up a rental to get me back to my home near San Diego.
The winds and dust had kicked up not long after I had crossed into New Mexico. An accident involving a tractor trailer -- probably caused by the winds -- had slowed the traffic on I10 to a crawl.
To escape the slowdown, I had taken the next exit and found myself on a two lane back road that generally followed in the same direction. My maps app ensured me it would eventually drop me at the hotel where I would be spending the night.
The road followed the terrain, curving back and forth and dipping down into washes and back up. In the daytime, it would be one of those roads kids would love because it was like a free rollercoaster ride. But at night, it demanded full attention. At least there wasn't much traffic to deal with as I only met about a single car every couple of miles.
However, as I traveled through the scrubby desert terrain, I saw the flashing lights of some sort of emergency vehicle. I was hoping it wouldn't be another accident that would slow me further. As I dipped into a wash the lights would fade, only to reappear as I crested the other side. The blowing dust in the air illuminated in a multi-colored glow.
Soon I closed the gap and found a worn white van on the shoulder of the incoming lane. Behind it were two Border Patrol trucks with their lights flashing. As I slowed, I realized the van had apparently been carrying undocumented migrants. A large group of men and women sat in a single row on the ground as an agent spoke to them. Their hopes of a new life quicky dashed by one traffic stop.
One of the agents waved me on, and I continued on my way.
My eyes worked to readjust to the darkness as the blinding flashes disappeared behind me. And then as I dipped into another wash, I hit my brakes as a human form dashes across the beam my headlights.
For a brief second I thought I had imagined something, but then I saw a figure huddled in the shadow of a scraggly desert tree. The figure moved to try to conceal themselves better, but I could see it was a young female, and she appeared to be alone. I didn't really have a plan, but I guessed she was part of the group I had just passed. I wasn't about to leave her alone in the desert.
I reached over and rolled down the passenger window. I instantly regretted the move as the wind blew dust in my eyes and mouth.
"Súbete" I called out, not even sure if that was the right word in my very elementary level of Spanish.
The figure cautiously emerged, as she sized up the situation. The old truck likely made her realize I wasn't Border Patrol.
I grabbed the door handle and pushed the door open, which illuminated the cabin and the surrounding area with a warm yellow glow. I slid my bag over to the middle of the bench seat. She cautiously approached and I could see she was indeed young, maybe in her late teens. I motioned "It's okay... Get in!"
She paused for just a second before clambering into the cab beside me. She was dust-caked, sweat-stained, and generally tired looking. Her jeans had a tear in one knee. She closed the door and the dome light faded, leaving the dash gauges as the only illumination.
I pulled away and back onto the road. She didn't speak at first and I didn't pressure her. We hadn't driven but a mile when we met another oncoming Border Patrol truck that whizzed by with lights flashing. I tensed for a moment but it kept on going, fading into my rearview. I think we simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.
We continued on towards my final destination. I figured she could crash in my hotel room for the night and in the morning I would see if I could find a local women's shelter that might accept migrants.
I could see the lights of I10 as the road we were on slowly meandered closer to civilization.
"Luciana, I'm Luciana" her voice softly broke above the engine noise.
"Nice to meet you." I replied a bit awkwardly. To be fair, the whole situation was a bit awkward. "Are you alone?"
"My aunt and uncle..." she replied.
"Oh were all of you in that van?"
She nodded. "I ran when we stopped. Three of us ran. I think... I'm the only one who didn't get caught."
She spoke quietly, fluently, but with a definite accent.
"Mexico?" I inquired.
She shook her head. "No, Peru."
"Wow, a long way."
She nodded and sat in silence for a bit, perhaps reflecting on that journey.
We finally reached the small freeway town where I had booked a hotel. It was nothing fancy, but close to the Interstate and about halfway to Phoenix.
I pulled in and found a spot to park.
"Wait here, I will be right back!" I assured her.
I went to check in and get my room key card. Luckily the front desk staff seemed to be overly interested in watching a baseball game on TV, so I knew they wouldn't even notice my guest.
I grabbed a few toiletries she might need for the night -- like a toothbrush, a razor, and a hair brush -- from the small sundries area near the front desk.
I went back out to the truck, not sure if she would even still be there. However, I could see her silhouette in the front seat. She practically jumped in fright as I opened the passenger door, but calmed when she saw it was me. She got out of the truck, leaving a large trail of dirt and dust on the seat. I was glad the upholstery hadn't been done yet. I grabbed my bag, and closed the door.
We returned to the hotel, and sure enough the front desk worker was too engrossed in his TV to even look up. We ducked into the elevator, and rode it up to the third floor. Luckily, there didn't appear to be a lot of guests at the hotel tonight and we didn't encounter any curious onlookers.
We made our way down the hall and I swiped the card to the room. I entered, and closed the door behind us.
"Stay here." I ordered as I didn't want her tracking her dirt around the room. I kicked off my shoes and set my bag down. I knew she didn't have a change of clothes with her, so for now I fished a pair of my boxers and one of my T-shirts from the bag.
I grabbed a towel from the shelf under the sink and handed all three to her.
"Go ahead..." I said gesturing to the toiletries and then the shower.
She nodded and removed her dirt caked shoes before disappearing in to take a shower.
The shower ran for what seemed like forever. I didn't hurry her as I knew had probably been weeks since she had been able to enjoy one in private.
Finally, I heard the water turn off. A few minutes later she emerged. She looked like a completely different girl. Her dark hair shined and her sun baked skin had taken on a golden glow. My boxers hung loosely on her shapely hips, and she had tied my T-shirt up one corner as it was too big for her.
I did however realize, that she may be a bit younger than I had first thought. This did cause me to have a twinge of guilt as I could clearly see her nipples poking against the damp fabric of my shirt.
I quickly averted my eyes and headed to the shower to clean myself up. My shower was much quicker than hers as I quickly soaped up and rinsed off my body. I through on a pair of boxers. I stepped around to ask Luciana if she wanted something to eat, figuring I would just get some food delivered. But I found her already asleep, snuggled under the covers.
Just her damp wavy hair and her face peaked out above the sheets. A steady but calm snore escaped her lips.
I decided to skip dinner and just went and brushed my teeth. I then turned out all but one of the lights and took a seat in the armchair. I doom scrolled on my phone for a while just to pass the time. Eventually my eyes began to feel heavy and I knew I had to get some sleep. I briefly contemplated sleeping in the chair, but quickly decided that would be a fruitless endeavor.
I gingerly made my way to the bed and slid under the covers. I stayed to the far edge of the bed, and turned off the remaining lamp. The room settled into darkness with the only light being a bit of the parking lot lights seeping through the gap in the blackout curtains. It was enough to cast a soft glow on the stranger lying next to me, but not too much for me to soon drift off to dreamland.
It must of been a couple hours later that I awoke. I groggily got my bearings and realized that Luciana had rolled over. She was still soundly asleep, but now she was closer, gently snoring in my ear with one arm flung across my chest.
I gently moved her arm aside and attempted to roll her over. She however was a dead weight and only rolled about a quarter turn.
In the glow of the parking lot lights leaking through the curtains, I looked at her young figure. My boxers were definitely too big for her and they had sagged, exposing a generous amount of her pelvis. Likewise the T-shirt had ridden up under her ample boobs and exposed her belly.
I knew better, but I reached out and placed my hand on her stomach.
I gently traced circles on her stomach.
"Don't even think of it!" my conscience screamed at me.
I ran my hand upwards pressing the fabric of her shirt against her soft breasts.
"STOP IT!" my conscience ordered as I felt my hand slip under her shirt and gently cupped her soft breasts. There were easily a C cup and filled my hand nicely.
My index and middle finger slipped around her stiffening nipple as I cautiously kneaded her breast in my hand, before eventually switching to the other one.
"She is way too young for you!" the mental scolding continued. Luciana however did not stir.
Feeling emboldened, my hand slipped from under her shirt and traced its way down to her waistband.
My conscience gave up it's battle as my hand slipped underneath. I knew that what I was doing was wrong, but my cock was getting harder by the nanosecond.
My fingers gingerly felt their way about. She had obviously put that razor I had bought her to use as I found only a small patch of pubes, above her clit. My fingers slipped lower, encountering the soft folds of her pussy. Her inner labia protruded like a little tasty piece of deli meat. I contemplated what her pussy tasted like. Maybe if I just slipped my fingers in her for a bit...
Suddenly I felt nails dig into my forearm. "No!" Luciana hoarsely whispered.
I had been caught. But it was too late. I was too horny, I wanted more, I needed more.
I wretched my arm from her painful grasp.
My animal instincts had taken over and had drowned out all my gentlemanly intuition.
I sat up and faced her, grabbing her waistband I tugged her bottoms down.
I shoved my own boxers to my ankles and kicked them off, setting my thick cock free.
I climbed on top of her.
"Please! Don't" Luciana begged. Even in the low light I could see her dark eyes looking up at me.
Supporting myself with one arm, I grabbed my raging cock with my other hand. I guided it to her pussy, rubbing the tip back and forth between her lips.
"No!" she urgently begged In a whisper.
I pulled back and pushed the tip inwards.
"Nooooo..." She groaned as I felt my cock enter her tightness.
She tensed up, and her hands pushed frantically on my chest. It was to no avail as I pushed deeper into her.
I heard her sobbing as I forced myself into her teen pussy. It squeezed on my cock tightly as I began to thrust against her.
Against her will, her tightness began to welcome the unexpected invader. I began to feel moisture forming around my cock.
She ceased her struggle, seemingly accepting her fate. I was sure this was not what she had dreamt of before she had started her trek to the US. Even a few hours ago, I hadn't considered having sex with her. Okay, maybe I had some inappropriate thoughts when I had seen the outline of her nipples through her shirt after she showered. But those thoughts were fleeting and I had quickly pushed them from my mind. Now, in the middle of the night, I couldn't help myself.
I pushed myself upright and took hold of her hips. I shoved forward hard, hearing my pelvis slap against hers. She yelped in surprise and her cunt tightened on my shaft.
I began to thrust, roughly driving myself into her. Her young pussy increased in temperature and wetness, even as she quietly whimpered at my abuse.
The bed squeaked and clunked against the wall as her body absorbed my vigorous movements.
I could feel the cum boiling in my balls as I relentlessly drove my cock into her. She uttered a soft moan just seconds before I let loose my load. I grunted loudly as the cum shot forth furiously, spurt after spurt of thick, creamy semen coated the tight walls of Luciana's womb.
Fully spent and suddenly feeling a bit guilty of what I had done, I pulled out of her and collapsed in the bed. Neither of us said anything and just laid there in an awkward silence in the dark.
Eventually my exhaustion took over and I drifted off to sleep.
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I awoke to a sliver of sunlight searing through the gap in the curtains.
I half expected to find myself alone -- that either Luciana would have fled in the night or that I would wake to find it all had been one crazy dream.
But, instead I saw her sleeping soundly next to me.
She was turned away from me and all that was really visible to me was her dark hair spilling over the pillow and comforter.
I carefully slipped out of the bed, and made my way to the bathroom, trying not to disturb her.
I brushed my teeth without turning on the light above the sink. I then stepped into the inner bathroom. After relieving myself, I stepped into the shower and washed myself clean.
In no rush, I let the water course over me as I thought about the prior night. I felt a bit remorseful about having forced myself upon her. I knew I shouldn't have taken advantage of the situation. However, I simultaneously began to feel a bit aroused as I recalled filling her young womb with my cum.
Frustrated, I stepped out of the shower and dried off. I opened the door, and was surprised to see Luciana standing in front of the sink brushing her teeth. Her hair was a tousled mess, and she was still wearing my T-shirt, but no bottoms.
She looked at me in the mirror as she brushed, her mouth frothy with toothpaste.
"Good morning" I said.
She cutely waved at me as she continued brushing. She seemed so sweet and innocent.
"About, last night..." I started, feeling the need to apologize. "I shouldn't have..."
She spit, and tilted her head under the running water, and spit again. She shook her head as she wiped her mouth.
Looking at me in the mirror, she spoke quietly. "I wasn't ready? I mean I appreciate what you did for me, but I wasn't ready for that."
"I know, I know that I shouldn't have done that to you. I don't know why, but I couldn't help myself."
"It hurt a lot, I know you probably didn't mean to. Or maybe you did? Either way you just... you are just really big." she said, before taking a deep breath. "Look, I am not mad. It's okay. I mean it didn't hurt the WHOLE time. I mean, towards the end, it started feeling good...like really good." she admitted. "I don't know... I wanted to save myself until the time was right. But, like... I dunno... maybe you felt like I owed you? I felt like maybe I did which is why I ljust let it happen. Maybe I still do?"
"No, you don't owe me anything. I shouldn't have done it." I apologized.
"Do you regret it? You didn't enjoy it?" she asked, sounding almost offended.
"No, that's not what I meant. I just shouldn't have taken advantage of you, just because you were so young, alone, and vulnerable." I defended myself.
"Hey, I am a big girl. I am old enough to have sex, and I could have fought you if I really wanted to, but I let it happen."
"I mean, maybe old enough for Peru, but not sure you are here?" I replied.
"Really, how old do you have to be here???"
"18" I informed her.
"Oops" Luciana giggled as she spun around to face me. "Yes, guess you are going to have to move to Peru."
She looked up at me as she placed her hands on the back of my neck. She stood tantalizing close, but seemed teasingly careful to make sure our bodies didn't touch. "I mean, I probably still do owe you for taking the risk for rescuing me." she said, before tracing her tounge across her smile.
Even with her messy hair, she looked so beautiful.
I shook my head. "No really, you don't owe me anything."
"But, what if I want to owe you? What if I want to do this again, but in the daylight so we can see each other? What if I want to do it again now that I am a little prepared for how big you are?" she asked.
"We shouldn't..."
She backed up, leaning against the counter. She pulled her T-shirt up, exposing her pussy to me for the first time in the daylight. It was exactly as my fingers had sensed it in their early exploration that night before. A little landing zone of pubes led directly to the protruding folds of her inner labia. She slipped her hand down between her legs, rubbing her middle finger in between the folds.
"Come on, tell me you don't want this... " she teased.
"It is not that, I don't..."
She gestured towards my cock, which was undeniably getting aroused. "I mean, you can't say you don't want it..."
This was true. I definitely did want her again.
Luciana, spun back around toward the sink, bending forward with her legs spread out. She placed one hand on her ass, and looked back over her shoulder. "Come on, please... come here..." she begged.
I couldn't resist the temptation. My balls were aching, my cock was twitching wildly, I needed that pussy again.
I stepped over to her, and she leaned back against me. My hard cock was pressed against the small of her back as I leaned in and kissed the side of her neck.
She shivered and moaned softly. My hands slid under her shirt, cupping both her soft tits in my hands. She reached down and peeled the t-shirt over head letting me see her tits for the first time. They were round but not firm, they shaped to my hands as I kneaded their supple flesh.
"Mmmmmm... fuck me ... fuck me from behind..." she begged in barely above a whisper as she bent forward, supporting herself against the bathroom sink.
I grasped my throbbing shaft in my hand and positioned the tip at her pussy. This time I found her slit already moist with excitement.
I pushed slowly in. She gasped and grimaced as my cock pushes into her.
"Ayyyye fuck!" she cursed. She looked back at me in the mirror with lustful eyes. "Do you like my pussy? Is it tight enough for you?"
"Mmmmhmmm nice and tight!" I replied as I pushed deeper into her. I leaned forward and kissed her shoulder.
She pushed back against me, burying my cock into the depths of her pussy. She whimpered, "mmmm it still hurts..."
"I'm sorry..." I apologized.
"No, it is okay! Don't stop... " she pleaded.
"Are you sure baby?"
"mmmmm hmmm" she mewed as she nodded her head. "Fuck me, fuck me hard!"
I stood upright and grasped her curvaceous hips. Her round soft ass was pressed against my pelvis. I pulled her as tight as I could against me before slowly pulling my cock back. It's full length glistened with Luciana's juices as it came into view.
I shoved back into her, this time with force. She stumbled but caught her balance. "Yes!!!" she grunted.
Holding her hips firmly I thrust in and out of her young pussy. Her tits repeatedly slapped against the cold quartz of the countertop as she bit firmly against her bottom lip.
Letting our an exasperated gasp, she moaned ... "Mmmmm yes, yes, yessssss, soooo fucking ayeeee oh fuck, fuck..." her accent more pronounced.
She grasped the sink faucet firmly to support herself. Her other hand plunged between her legs. I could feel her fingertips brushing against my shaft as she feverishly mashed them against her clit.
Her moans became louder and her vocalizations turned to her native Spanish. I couldn't keep up with what she was saying, but the lustful look on her face told me all I needed to know.
"Mmmm mmmm harder, harder ... papi, harder..." she begged I slammed into her.
"Eeeuuuhh yeeuaah" she squealed. Her body shook as she orgasmed hard. Her already tight canal restricted further around me.
I looked at Luciana in the mirror as I continued to work deep into her. Her body glistened with droplets of sweat, her hair was matted with dampness too.
I gripped her firmly and thrust roughly against her. This was enough to trigger an eruption.
"Yessssss" she gasped as I pumped a fresh load of cum inside her tightness.
"Cum in me! Cum in me!" she needlessly begged. I hadn't thought for a second about doing anything else.
I felt a nice thick glob splatter inside her followed by several smaller -- but still forceful -- blasts.
I then slowed my thrusts. She pushed herself up from the counter and I leaned in to meet her.
I cupped one of her tits in my hand as I kissed her neck. She shuddered and sighed, turning her face slightly towards me. I planted a kiss on her golden cheek.
I slowly backed up, withdrawing my spent cock from her juicy confines. I felt wetness splatter on my thigh as my dock swang free.
Luciana turned to face me, and hoisted her butt up onto the counter. Her legs spread she reached down and gently spread her pussy lips. She giggled as my cum spilled out and ran down her inner thigh. She then reached out and took my hand and pulled me towards her.
"Mmmmm, you put a lot in me." she remarked happily. "It was so hot, seeing us in the mirror, seeing you just having your way with me."
I nodded in agreement.
"So, what happens now? I know that this was amazing -- I never would have dreamed of this happening. But, like what happens to me now?"
"Well, we need to check out soon. But, I suppose I will need to stop at a Walmart to get you some clothes. Your old ones are beyond hope, but I don't think you can go around public in just my boxers and a T-shirt."
"I feel bad about you buying me anything... and I guess I will probably just end up getting caught and sent back to Peru so maybe I should just go back."
I shook my head. "No, I am taking you with me. We head to Phoenix today."
"REALLY? Is that where you live?" she asked.
I shook my head, "No, we will drop the truck off there, so it can get some new seats."
"Because I get them all dirty??? I can clean them!" she offered.
I laughed "No, the interior just needs work on the truck, even before I met you! So we will drop off the truck in Phoenix and stay there tonight. Then get a rental car to get home to California."
"You are really going to take me with you??"
I bent down and brought my mouth to hers, gently kissing her parted lips. "Yes, I am not done with this little pussy yet!"
"What about your wife? Look, I saw your ring. I don't mind. But, I am guessing she won't be excited about her husband fucking some barely legal girl."
"Legal in Peru, at that." I teased. "But really, she is super open minded, but yeah I will need to figure out about getting you a place to stay once we are in California."
Luciana smiled contentedly "Mmmm, I guess I am going to owe you forever. I like the idea of that... a lot... I've got some ideas of how I can work on paying my debts to you..."