I think she was underage, God help me.

Last August I got caught in one of the insane thunderstorms and could hardly see out the window so I looked to the side of the road and there was this skinny girl with her thumb up giving me the hiking signal. I quick;y pulled over and opened the opposite door for her and she jumped in my car. I told her I would drop here where she wanted to go when the rain let up enough to drive in it and she said, "Great!"

It was hot in the car and she fanned her face with a hand. Soon, she parted her knees to pull up her skirt which was dripping wet. I was watching her but had not turned my head so as to obviously be staring. She said, "Oh God, I'm hot." I thought she meant the car interior but as I discovered, something else. She caressed her thighs a bit and fanned them with her hand, then a minute later she pulled down a pair of embroidered panties (or so they seemed). She began to masturbate and my cock was quickly alerted.

She was flogging herself wildly and she looked at my crotch, seeing my boner. She blurted out, Oh, C'mon, C'mon man, fuck me good. I need to fuck NOW! Needing no further invitation I took off my pants and shorts and my cock stood up like a power pole. She went down on it and sucked and licked it like mad while the rain continued battering outside, and now with steamed up windows. I drove a bit closer to the edge of the road by some bushes and she held my hard rod and said, "oh, this is a good one" and mounted me.

I did not yet know her name but there she was, sliding up and down on my rock-hard one, making cooing sounds. She announced an orgasm, then soon after, another. I was enjoying it so much I did not want to come so I took my thoughts away from the scene momentarily. She said, "When you want to shoot off, just do it. I'm just off the rag. Just come in me."

I took her little hips and held them tight, pushing my cock deeper to reach as deeply as I could to her cervix and she moaned loudly, announcing another orgasm, saying, "Wow, this is a good one." I started counting the number of times we came and lost count, not believing the electric connection we had.

The rain eased, we put on our bottoms and I drove her about half a mile to her home, letting her out. She said, "Oh God that was some fine fucking we did back there," walking off. As she pushed the door open I noticed her little handbag, made up as a little white rabbit with big eyes, now soaked as well. Immediately the thought came to me that she must be underage and my heart started pounding. Not even teenagers carry little rabbit bags like that. I went home, took a shower and masturbated to my new memories another few times, not thinking until here and now of anything but out mutual heat and enjoyment. I will just call us, ageless in the rain.

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