The Hitchhiker's Ride into a Trap

Then, Jean unzipped my pants and inserted her hand into my pants.

I no longer stopped her. If she wanted to measure me, let her be. After all, I did touch her.

So she fished out my member.

I thought she wanted to just have a look; I did not expect her to grab it!

Cells in my entire body exploded with desire. The itch of passion was raging in my mind.

I slammed on the brakes, putting the truck to a halt to prevent any accidents from happening.

Jean looked at my member with awe and praised, "Sir, you're amazing. I could barely hold it all with one hand. Look at how much is still showing. You're much better than Ray. His barely shows if I grab it."

I had been driving for a long time, but this was the first time someone had grabbed me in my truck. Especially by someone so soft and pretty. I trembled at her touch.

Jean smiled flirtatiously at my reaction.

"You're reacting really strongly to it. Do you want to do it?"

I never thought that she would be coming on so strongly. Ray was still watching from the side. This was completely immoral.

"I thought you were just going to measure it. Why are you grabbing it?"

Jean whined coquettishly, "If I don't grab it, how could I measure it?"

She even moved her hand up and down with practiced ease.

I could not help but sit up straight, pushing myself up on the seat with both hands, feeling the strong love she was making.

"Uh… You're bold. Aren't you worried that your boyfriend might get mad?"

"Well, let's see him try." Jean went in closer to me. I could feel her hot breath on my nose.

As expected, Ray did not mind one bit. He was even watching this scene excitedly.

He said, "This guy's been so kind to us, even giving us a ride. Jean, just help him. Go on."

He nudged Jean toward me, causing her face to bump into my member. I could barely keep my desire in check any longer.

Jean put her tongue out, swirling on its head.

"Uh…" Her smoothness on my core made my blood rush. The exponentially growing desire was about to burst out of me.

I grabbed the side of my seat tightly as my body stiffened. This feeling was… way too strong. Too exciting.

I had lived for so many years. This is the first time that I could barely hold back. The desire built up in me for so many days was focused right at that point.

"Jean, I can barely hold on much longer. I beg you, let me have this once."

I could not believe that I would say such things, let alone believe that Jean would agree to it.

She smiled at me lustfully as she grabbed my shoulders. She opened her legs and straddled me.

"Am I edging you? Do you want it?"

I nodded my head fervently as I placed my hands around her waist. Feeling the softness of a lady.

She stood up on the seat, aiming the bottom of her mini skirt at me.

"How's the view from down there? Do you like it? You must really want it."

I was secretly stunned. So, she noticed I had secretly looked under her skirt.

"It's fine. If you want to look at it, you can look at it as long as you want."

Standing on the seat with her legs wide apart, Jean faced her blossom of womanhood at me.

She was wearing crotchless pantyhose. That would be much easier for me.

I was on the brink of a nosebleed. I couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

The silkiness of the pantyhose made blood rush more to my member.

Jean said, "It's easy to move my underwear aside. Try it."

I reached my hand up into her skirt. She was wearing a simple thong, barely covering her ladybits. Just moving it aside lightly, her secret garden was immediately right in front of me to behold.

I was getting dizzy.

"P-Please, give it to me," I was almost pleading with her.

Jean chuckled. "I'm going to sit on you!"

She wrapped her arms around my neck as she sat down hard, aiming for my member.