“I am stopping here for a quick pee,” I told the hitchhiker I picked up some hundred kilometres earlier.
The forest parking had one other vehicle, with the occupants nowhere to be seen. I locked the car and followed the logging road into the woods. I assumed that my hitchhiker also needed to pee since she followed me right up to the selected tree.
‘So she wants to watch,’ I thought to myself and began to fiddle with the zip. Out of the blue, she placed her hand over mine. Our eyes locked, and I could see a blend of nervousness and boldness in her eyes. We were locked in a stalemate for several seconds before she moved my hand off my zipper.
After a quick scan of the environment, her hand snaked its way through the trouser opening. She had a surprised look on her face to find that I was wearing boxer shorts: uncommon for this part of the world. I started to get hard as she got it out into the open. Her face registered surprise as she took a look at my ever hardening penis.
She stroked my exposed glans with her fingernail. I got even more aroused by her curious touches as she circled my coronal ridge. I grinned as I managed to fool a woman into believing that I was circumcised: I say ‘fooled’ as I was uncut and found it more convenient to keep the foreskin pulled back at all times. I understood that my new home country didn’t circumcise, so took advantage of her fascination.
I checked for the lack of other people, prior to inviting her to guide the pee stream. I saw her arousal rise as she gawked at my exposed meatus firing off a golden liquid. Once done, I got her to wipe the meatus with her finger. She kept me exposed for longer than I felt comfortable. She had a firm grip on my penis with one hand, while the other tried to hike up her own dress.
With no other people around, I placed my hands on her hips, feeling her up. I asked her to relax as I raised her dress to expose her panties. I prevented her from removing them: I wanted to do that myself. I then changed my mind and moved the crotch to one side.
I gently pushed my finger into her vagina, and I got a positive response from her. She touched the glans again and I couldn’t hide the first signs of precum. She proceeded to taste this fluid. Our eyes locked, and no words were necessary to figure out what was coming next.
My hitchhiker scanned the area for other people and bent over. There was no time for any form of teasing hence proceeded to penetrate her vagina. She was barely lubricated, but it was good enough for that circumstance. She squeezed me and I started to deliver slow shallow thrusts.