It was a long hard drive, in the arid dessert of Arizona in summer. It was early morning and I had been driving all night listening to Lil’ Kim. I wondered what my cousin was feeling, and how I had left her in the lurch. My only comfort was coming from the fact that I had helped her escape Max and his foot long probe. I had managed to throw on a loose pair of cotton shorts but was otherwise undressed as I drove. Unknown to me I was heading to my dream location, LA. I stared at the rear view mirror sign regarding objects that may be perceived being unreliable in terms of distance. I laughed and relaxed a little. I noted how my pants were so loose I could get my hand down there, but wasn’t in the mood to try. I was enjoying the drive. The scenery was repetitive to say the least, sand and more sand. I continued merrily and barely noticed the 5”10 brunette hitchhiking a ride on the side of the road. About five hundred yards on I slowed down and stopped to look round and double check, she was still there. I slowly reversed and open the door. She led with a long, tanned leg, and followed with the short denim cut-off jeans only some one as good looking as her could get away with. She wore a tied shirt and looked every inch the American belle. Her short hair was fashionably cut and she had a tight body. She sat back and sighed before finally looking over to me with her enticing big brown eyes and speaking in a Californian drawl. ‘Sorry, I just need a lift home, I’m going to L.A and was hoping you were going near?’ she looked pleadingly and explained her story. She was hitching up from Mexico to surprise her husband who was back in LA. Unfortunately all the flights and coaches were booked and she had to hitch. A trucker had given her a lift and she had been waiting for ages. As she spoke I saw her smooth legs glisten from sweat and felt the heat in my draws. My balls tightened and I breathed deeply.
‘Close the door, I’ll give you a RIDE’ Max said.
Kim, that was her name, looked at his growing crotch. She thought it would stop at eight inches but it quickly continued. At ten it made a tent of his shorts and he pulled it free by removing the shorts. A look of lust took her as she allowed her fingers to rub her enclosed pussy. Max reached over and unravelled her shirt and let her small breasts fall free. They were tiny and flat, but her nipples were rock hard. She flung her head down and took one between her teeth. She yanked it hard and yelped in pain Max was now fully erect at twelve inches and took a hand around Kim’s neck. Her eyes were stuck at the cock and she leaned over taking a few inches in. She bobbed but couldn’t get more than seven inches in, as Max made a fist with his hand. Driving erratically he only concentrated on the cocksucking beauty. He raised his fist and hit down on her head. She forced another inch following the hammer blow and Kim gagged for air. With his free, bandaged hand he reached around and tried to grab some cunt meat. It was hanging out of her hotpants and she parted her legs so he could fingerfuck her unshaven haven. She had eight inches in and out and used both her hands to work his shaft. Juice and her own saliva ran down across her fingers as she orgasmed on his finger technique. Twenty minutes later and her jaws ached from sucking and blowing. She had already soaked her seat with cum and was so sensitive her clit rubbed her zipper giving her ongoing delight. Max angrily pulled her off, she couldn’t suck him off. He looked at her cumming all over and squirming with joy.
‘You owe me big’ he said as she agreed submissively stroking her moist warm pussy. Her shorts were around her ankles and she was in heaven.’ I’ll take you all the way, and then you can take me back again’
Deep breathes, I am in charge, deep long breathes.
We drove into LA and I was happy all over. It was a dream come true, it was my dream to make it here. I mean this is Hollywood damn it, if you can’t be happy here, you might as well quit. I looked over at Kim and could see that the same excitement was no longer in her eyes. She had felt inspired once, like I was, by the HOLLYWOOD sign, but she no longer gave it a second glance. She knew the type of people that populated this town, all trying to succeed, but nearly all failing. She had seen young girls drawn to the town and taken advantage of, she knew because it had happened to her. I looked her in the eyes and a twinge of her pain passed to me, but it made no more than a ripple in my pool of excitement. I was going to make it, this was my time and my stage. I was different to the rest.
Second Homecoming
It was becoming dark as we circled the sights of the city over and over. Kim didn’t mind she could see the innocent glee in my face, and do be honest she loved to see someone enjoy the place. There was Man’s Theatre, and there’s the star for Harrison Ford. I loved it all, and looked up at a billboard. I saw my face in an action movie poster, and felt instantly at home. It looked right and it felt good. I closed my eyes and imagined the most explosive action sequence ever filmed. Then me crawling out of the wreckage. I had just saved the world for the seventh time and had a young starlet in my arms. Slowly the camera zoomed in on the face of the starlet, she was blonde and had long hair. She looked pretty like all movie idols do, pretty and innocent. Then the camera shifted abruptly from glorious wide-screen to a grainy handheld style filming. The beauty looked horrified as a smoking uzi 9mm entered her pussy. What sort of film was this! Then the camera moved up to where my face had previously been, and Max spoke.
‘No chance, you loser. This is my town.
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I suddenly opened my eyes, and looked around. I was in a cold sweat and didn’t know how I had managed to avoid an accident. Kim was falling asleep so I asked her where she lived so I could drop her off and find a place for the night.
‘So I’ll see you round’ I said to Kim, as we pulled up to ridiculously expensive looking house.
‘Don’t be silly, come in and spend the night’ she replied, extending those long luscious legs out of the car.
She persisted and I easily folded to her simple demands. In we walked into marble-laced house that wasn’t really a home. I stood back and thought this was what I wanted. To be rich and filthy rich at that.
‘What does your husband do?’ I said as Kim poured me a drink.
‘He’s an agent’
‘Wow, that must be cool. And how did you meet him?’ I was distracted as I saw her leaving for another room which was still in earshot. She was still visible by a reflection in the mirror and I saw her peel off her sweat-stained top. She eased her firm breasts out of a bra and dropped her shorts and panties in one swift movement. She stood admiring herself in a full-length mirror, and what wasn’t there to admire? Long firm legs, childbearing hips, pert young breasts and eyes that didn’t whisper come to bed, but demanded that she have her brains fucked in.
‘Do hear me?’ she continued.
‘Oh what sorry, you were saying’ I was blushing bright red and turned away to sit down. I saw a cover of Time magazine with Hugh Hefner on the front. How does that bastard manage it? I mean he must walk around with a twenty-four hour hard-on and yet he still manages to circulate enough blood to pick out the dogs from the centrefolds. Kim explained from the other room that john had picked her out of an audition and it wasn’t long after that that they were married. That was two years ago and now all he did was spend his time fucking other starlets, but Kim didn’t mind, she was sitting on a fat paycheque when the inevitable divorce came through. In the meantime he gave her a number of credit cards to spend at will. She then added that her intended surprise was to have been an ambush catching him and any number of sluts at it in their bed, but unfortunately no one was in. Then in she walked again, wearing a skimpy little black bikini. The bra barely covered her dark nipples let alone her mounds, and her thong showed she had been clean-shaven.
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