Lee was driving the camper across country. It was the least he could do for his old roommate Bobby. Small price to pay for a soldier serving his country overseas. Just drive the folks’ camper across country to Tacoma, Washington.

It was early when Lee started out from Charlottesville, Virginia. He had a month before classes started back up, and nothing else to do. By starting early Lee could beat the heat through the Blue Ridge Valley and get into West Virginia before it got too hot in the cab of the truck.

He had no idea how hot it was going to get on that bench seat later.

He easily made the stateline by 9:00 that morning. It was shaping up to be a beautiful sunny day as he drove up hill and down through West Virginia on U.S.Highway 64. It was between Dawson and Elton that he saw her in the distance, standing along the road, backpack at her feet.

She was blonde. A dark blonde, her hair hanging out of a yellow bandana. Blue work shirt, sleeves rolled up, tattered jeans and hiking boots. She filled the shirt and pants out pretty well he thought. Out in the middle of nowhere. Alone. He shouldn’t stop he knew. Dangerous to pick up hitch-hikers, that was the accepted line of thought, right? Still, she might be trouble and need a ride.

So Lee pulled over and put on the flashers just before he passed her.

She walked back to the passenger window of the Ford. Lee reached over and cranked the window down.

“Trouble?” he asked.

“I need a ride,” she said.

“Hop in,” he replied, thinking that up close she was rather attractive. Brown eyes. He always like brown-eyed blondes. Never got close to one, but he liked they way they looked.

He turned the flashers off and pulled back onto U.S. 64 and headed West toward Beckley.

“My name’s Lee. What’s your name” he asked, not even really looking at her. He was afraid if he did he might lose track of his driving.

“Maggie,” she said.

“Where you headed Maggie?”

“West. Just west” she said quietly.

Not much was said the next few minutes as they approached Beckley and the turn north toward Charleston.

Quiet morning around Beckley. Everyone had obviously gotten where they were going, and soon Lee and Maggie were headed north into the mountains.

When they had cleared the urban area of Beckley she slid over next to Lee. He noticed a sweet smell and speculated it was shampoo or some body lotion.

“I don’t have money to pay for gas,” she said.

“Don’t worry about it Maggie, the gas is paid for,” he said and then suddenly was aware that her hand was on his leg sliding toward the growing bulge in his pants.

“Well, anyway,” she whispered, unzipping his jeans and pulling his cock out. She ran her fingernail slowly across and down the length of his now throbbing dick.

“Can you still drive if I-” and she engulfed the length of his cock in her mouth.

Lee swerved in the northbound lane, her tongue flicking the end of his penis.

“I guess you can’t,” she said. “Pull off there, at that rest stop.”

Lee did as he was told.

He parked as far from the bathroom building as he could, under the shade of the tamarack trees. He turned the ignition off.

“You don’t have to do this,” he said weakly.

She came up for a breath. “I want to, okay?”

She pulled his pants down, and he shook them down around his knees.

“Feel free to grab something, dude” she said opening her shirt. Her tits were in there, barely covered by a pink bra. Her nipples were standing out, straining against the cotton cups.
Lee began to rub her breasts through the fabric.
Maggie’s hand came up and guided his fingers to her bare breasts.

She made a deep sucking sound as she went up and down his cum shaft. This was all new to Lee. Women had never seemed to give him a second look let alone a hoover job.

Embarassed, he asked “Could I feel you up?”

“Hell, why don’t we go back into the camper and you can fuck me?”

“I couldn’t do that. It’s not my camper.”

“Well, I can’t get my pussy around this cock with the steering wheel in the way,” she whispered, licking his bulging balls.

“Well, okay” he concluded.

Lee practically ran to the back, quickly throwing all the crap on the bunk off onto the floor. Maggie slowly stripped, stroking his cock every once in awhile.

“You want to hump this, Lee?”
He shook his head enthusiastically.

“thrust that big, thick bitch poker into me Virgin Boy,” she giggled.

She lay on the bunk spread-eagled, grasped her ankles in her hands and said “Fill this cunt with cock dude!”

Lee had thrust into her four or five times when he suddenly thought of birth control.
“What about protection?”

“I’m not going to get knocked up. Wrong time of the month-deeper! To the right-yeah.”

They fucked for another 15 minutes and then she orgasmed, whimpering as she came.
“Ooooh, yes-yes-ahhh.”

A moment later Lee filled her cunt with his homemade pudding. It drizzled out of her crotch and onto the bunk. The smell of fresh cum filled the camper.

“Got a paper towel or something,” Maggie said.

Lee found a roll of kitchen towels and they mopped up the spill. There would probably be a stain on the bunk though.

“What now?” Lee asked as they left the rest stop.

“Maybe if you get me to Charleston I’ll swallow a load?” Maggie said, stroking his cock as she zipped his pants up.

There was a cum stain on her bandana.