Peril on the Freeway

The man is nearing exit 111 when he sees a car parked on the shoulder and a tall brunette peering into the open hood of her Kia Rio. He parks his car on the shoulder behind her and gets out inquiring if she needs any help.

She replies, “The tow truck is on its way. Thanks anyway but you can keep me company, if you want, until the tow truck arrives.”

The man notices that the brunette in her early 20’s is wearing a straw sun hat, dark glasses, a cream colored sleeveless summer dress that stops a foot short of her knees and white sandals. The arm openings of her dress are large revealing a thin, cream colored D cup size bra underneath her dress that showed quite a bit of her milky bosom and a well defined cleavage. Her armpits have stubbles of brown hair about a quarter inch long, perhaps because those areas have not seen a razor in maybe a week or two. She has little makeup on except for bright orange lipstick. She has an oval face, a pointed nose, brown eyes, shoulder length wavy brown hair and a pleasant smile. Her nails are painted bright orange, the same color as her lipstick. The woman asks the man to get into the car from the passenger side. He obliges introducing his name as Steve. The woman says her name is Ginger.

She puts the hood of her car down and gets into the car from the driver’s side. As Steve enters her car he notices the aroma of sweat emanating from her and her raised armpits. The odor is not disgusting per se and it is to be expected perhaps because she may have been waiting in her Hot car for some time.

Ginger says, “I am sorry I am probably stinky due to waiting in the Hot car for more than half hour.”

“No problem,” says Steve, “I Love the smell of a slightly sweaty woman!”

They both laugh as she turns her entire body toward him. In the process her dress rides up her thighs by about four inches revealing the ends of long, curly, brown pubic hair.

“No matching cream colored panties?” Steve wonders.

“It is Hot and also I feel itchy,” Ginger says.

She inserted her right hand under her dress to scratch her inner left thigh. In the process it reveals more of what is hidden under the dress. She seems to take her own time with her scratching, revealing in full glory her Pussy, its shapely lips, a nice shiny clit and luscious brown bush with some hairs about three or four inches long and tiny droplets of moisture at the tips. There appears to be some white powdery stuff on her bush and her Pussy lips resembling dandruff.

Steve thinks that she is doing this charade of scratching on purpose. But he is feeling his rod getting erect and stiff.

“You said you like female sweat. Do you want to smell my Pussy and see if it is to your liking?” she asks.

Steve hesitates but Ginger appears determined as she places her right palm behind his head and pushes it forward so that it lands squarely on her crotch. Her Pussy is not the cleanest smelling. Steve knows that because he has smelled, licked and fucked a thousand pussies in his life time. In this case it smells like rotten fish and the lips feel sticky and slimy. The powdery stuff appears to be dried urine and sweat, tiny toilet paper residues and residues from other evaporated liquids.

“Do you like the smell down there?” she asks

Meanwhile she is continuing to press his nose and face deep into her Pussy which is choking Steve. He is unable to reply due to the fact that his mouth and nose are held captive by her snatch. Finally, she releases him and he lifts his head up gasping for air, his lips and nose coated with the slimy stuff from her Pussy.

“So, do you like the smell down there?” she repeats.

“It is a little too strong for my liking. I take it you don’t clean your Pussy regularly?” he queries.

She replies, “I am usually pretty good about washing it once a day but since I have been on the road, it didn’t quite get the attention it deserves and it has been three days. In fact I haven’t showered for three days.”

“Gross,” thinks Steve.

“But tell me, Steve, haven’t you ever fucked a slimy Pussy, or do you always go for the clean, perfumed ones of the elite bitches who live on the coast?” she asks.

Now Steve is trying to wipe the nastiness off his nose and face with a handkerchief.

He says, “I have to leave now or else I will be late for my appointment”

“Not so fast, lover body. Not until I get what I want,” Ginger says.

She is holding a small pistol in her right hand and pointing it at him. It happens so fast that Steve is wondering how she magically pulls the pistol out so quickly. Perhaps it was hidden under her butt on the car seat?

Steve isn’t expecting this and is shocked. She calmly unzips his pants and pulls his clean, shiny and erect cock out through the flap in his underwear.

Ginger says, “This is not very long at all, only four inches long, five inches max. I am disappointed.”

But she continues stroking the crown and shaft with her left hand while her right hand pushes Steve’s head back down to her Pussy area.

She commands, “Now lick it and lick it with passion.”

The right hand is still holding the pistol. Steve does not have a choice but to lick the lips of the smelly Pussy. She starts to move his head up and down so that his face and lips caresses her Pussy lips and her clit. She starts moaning softly and then her sounds grow louder. Her left hand is moving the foreskin of Steve’s penis up and down and increasing in speed. As she reaches Orgasm, Steve ejaculates and his cum spurts from the tiny pore in his cock and spews all over the dashboard, windshield and her hair.

“Now that wasn’t so bad was it?” she asks him.

She continues, “That will be a hundred dollars.”

“Seriously?” asks Steve.

“Yes,” says Ginger, waving the pistol at him.

“Now fork it over. If you don’t, I have the evidence caught on my car camera, your licking my Pussy, against my will. I am excellent with photo-shopping and video editing and I will take the video clip to the police,” she says firmly.

Steve looks flabbergasted and has no choice but to count five, twenty dollar bills and hand it over to Ginger.

She says, “Thank you. Now clean your disgusting cum off my dash and get out.”

After he does that, she kicks him out of the car with her right foot. Then she slams the door shut and speeds away so fast Steve is unable to note her license plate number. But he will never forget that face or the awful stench of her Pussy.