Erotic fiction inspired by Alice Wayne and Kira Queen in "The Pick Up"
Kira had been warned against picking up hitchhikers. “What’s she going to do?” Kira asked herself as she passed by a sweet-looking girl holding up a cardboard sign. “Strangle me with her pigtails?”
She slowed the car as she passed so she could make out the letters. The sign read: “To the city.”
Kira opened the passenger window. “Wanna ride?” she asked.
Alice had been told never to get into a car with strangers, even when candy was on offer. She leaned her freckled face down to the window to get a good look at Kira. Most strangers didn’t look like Kira, a sultry brunette in a sleek green dress that was revealing from top to bottom. She jumped into the car without any questions.
Kira pulled back onto the road. “Where to?” she asked.
“I don’t know… downtown?” said Alice.
“Sure,” said Kira, holding back a smirk. The girl’s denim overall dress made her wonder, “Have you spent a lot of time in the city?”
“It’s my first time,” said a bright-eyed Alice.
Kira was enchanted. She filled Alice in on where to get the best happy hours, an open table for Sunday brunch, or a cocktail dress on clearance.
“A dress like that one?” said Alice. “It’s so pretty.”
“Oh, this old thing,” said Kira. “It’s good for beating around in the woods.”
“So you like nature?” asked Alice.
“I hate treadmills, and this body is not going to get any fitter sitting on my ass,” said Kira.
“It looks pretty good from where I’m sitting,” said Alice, who was prone to blurting out whatever was on her mind, even when it was mildly inappropriate.
“You think?” said Kira, sliding her foot back off the gas pedal and letting her dress ride up her thighs. She gave Alice a mischievous smile, and all Alice could do was blush back. Splotches of pink exploded over her chest, which only drew more attention from Kira. She took off her sunglasses to leave Alice with no doubt that she was staring right down the dark line of cleavage poorly concealed by the shirt under her overalls.
A weird sensation was coming over Alice that made her want to change topics. “So do you like the city?” she said.
“Oh, sure it’s ok,” said Kira. “You have to live with its contradictions.”
“Like what?” said Alice.
“Well, nothing’s so freeing as being up all night, dancing,” said Kira. “And nothing makes you feel like a slave as much as an alarm clock screaming at you to go to work a few hours later.”
“Yeah, that’s what it’s like on the farm,” said Alice.
Kira glanced at her, doing her best not to laugh.
“I’m just kidding,” said Alice, and they burst into laughter.
“So, is it easy to find love?” said Alice.
“Some parts are easy, but I don’t know if I’d call it love,” said Kira. “Have you read Italo Calvino? He was an Italian journalist famous for writing about the city. He called the city a place where a visitor, ‘hesitating between two women always encounters a third.’”
“That sounds like good odds,” said Alice.
“I guess it depends on whether you are seeking a man or a woman,” said Kira, prompting more laughter.
Kira gave Alice that look again. A deep lustful look that sent a tingle of sin shooting up Alice’s legs. Alice tried to distract herself by twisting and tugging at her pigtails, but her pussy wasn’t getting any less wet and she couldn’t wipe that inviting country charm off her face.
They had been too lost in conversation for Alice to notice that the canopy of trees alongside the road had not yet begun to thin out. “This is the way to the city?” she said.
“The long way,” said Kira. “Sorry, there’s a quiet place I like to go to...” She suppressed her laughter. “To meditate,” she continued, seeming unconcerned that she was not convincing. “I can show you, if you’d like…”
“Sounds fun,” said Alice. “Where is it?”
Kira made a sharp turn onto a lonely road that made the tires and Alice squeal at the same pitch. They were both quiet as they drove deeper into the woods on a road that gave more and more ground to encroaching trees. Eventually, they drove into an open field at what seemed to be an abandoned construction site.
“It’s pretty,” said Alice, twirling her pigtails intently.
“Yeah, it is,” said Kira. She slowly leaned in on Alice. Alice opened her mouth and welcomed Kira’s tongue. Kira’s hand slipped and conveniently landed on Alice’s soft breast as Alice toyed with the strap of her overalls. Kira kissed the goosebumps on Alice’s chest and licked up her neck.
They got out of the car and Kira sat her ass on the hood. She opened her legs to let Alice come closer. They started to kiss even more avidly and Alice slid Kira’s dress up her legs until she was touching the edges of Kira’s pink panties. Kira’s big nipples were bursting through her green dress.
Kira unbuckled Alice’s overalls as Alice jiggled her tits, giggling with every bounce. She was wearing a white t-shirt with a shimmering bow and she pulled it up over her big, braless breasts. They fondled each other and took turns with each other’s nipples in their mouths. Kira let Alice go down further, pulling up her dress to let Alice kiss all around her shaved pussy. Kira leaned back on the hood and let Alice get her tongue deeper inside her as she played with her own tits.
Kira sat up to kiss Alice and got up off the hood. She took Alice by the hand, turning her towards the car and gently pushing her forward onto the hood. The metal felt hot pressed against Alice’s breasts.
Kira pushed the denim overalls up over Alice’s ample ass and pulled down her white underwear. She got on her knees so she could cram her face between Alice’s wholesome cheeks and get a tongue all through her plump folds. There was no more giggling. Alice bit her lip and streaked her hand against the metal of the hood as Kira licked her relentlessly. Alice’s every breath was sharp and calculated as her body became singularly focused on cumming, and she came hard.
Alice got on her knees to have another taste of Kira’s pussy; after one try she already felt like an expert. Kira planted her knee on the hood to let Alice get her tongue angled up into her wet opening. Alice tongue-fucked Kira until Kira had to pull Alice away from her overwrought pussy. They held each other and let the breeze find openings through their entangled bodies.
Eventually, Kira regained track of time.
“I need to get back,” she exclaimed. “I have reservations at…oh, never mind.”
They jumped into the car and Kira peeled out to turn back to the road. “Where can I drop you?” she asked.
“Oh, you can just let me out on the main road,” said Alice. “I’ll catch another ride.”
“What?” said Kira. “You’re not going home, are you?”
“Oh no,” said Alice. “I think I just want to try out more of this hitchhiking thing.”
Kira thought getting lucky on her first hitchhiking experience might have spoiled Alice, but she wasn’t about to burst her bubble just yet. Instead, she gave Alice her phone number when they came to the road. “Look me up when you get settled,” she said.
“I definitely will!” said Alice. She gave Kira a sweet kiss on the cheek and got out of the car, blowing kisses as Kira drove away.
Alice took out her sign and jotted down a new destination. She looked both ways down an empty street but did not see desolation. She saw opportunity. A white car emerged from the distance and Alice readied her sign.
About the author: The Junkman is a contributing writer for the MetArt Network, blending his twin passions for erotic storytelling and high-class porn. He shares a range of musings at JunkPixels.com
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