The Strip

I set out at 10:00 that night. I was 18 years old, it was summertime and I was bored. I was going to go cruise Noland Road, the main strip in my area of Kansas City, and hoped to find some action.

I got onto the strip from the highway, and headed north. The drag was only about a mile long, and you would pretty much just go from one end to the other, stopping in parking lots along the way to have a beer or to talk to people that you knew, or some group of girls if you were lucky. As I drove I could see that this wasn't going to be a really exciting night. The cops were everywhere and had obviously run most the kids off. I decided that I would hang out in the parking lot of the big discount store at the end of the street where everyone turned around to head back down the road. I thought this would be a good place to see what might be going on.

I sat there for an hour, drinking on a case of beer that I had gotten some bum to buy for me in exchange for a bottle of wine. I saw a few cars full of boys pull in, bass thumping from the trucks of their cars, and head back the way the way the came. I didn't see any lone female at all.

As I sat, listening to the radio, I became aware of the woman working at the gas station across the street. She had come out of the store a couple of times to chase off the young men who stood talking at the entrance. She wasn't really what I looked for in a woman. She was maybe 15 years older than I was, maybe in her mid-thirties. She had short, dark hair and a smallish figure, not terribly skinny, but definitely not stacked, as I usually liked a woman to be. Her pants were tight and really showed off her well-rounded ass when she bent to pick up some piece of debris on her way back into the store. I watched more through the window of the gas station. I could see how she smiled sweetly at the customers as they came to her station. I could see the way that she seemed to flirt some with everyone who came into the store, men and women alike.

I had drunk half of my beer, so I thought I would try my luck with the girl at the gas station. I drove across the street and parked away from the doors, and waited for a moment to see if anyone who looked as if they were of age to purchase alcohol might stroll by, but they never did. I finally decided to walk into the station and get the beer myself. I picked up a twelve pack and some beef jerky and strolled up to the counter. Up close, the woman was really quite striking. She had the high cheekbones of a Native American, and her skin was only a little lighter. Her hair was light brown, but it was dyed judging by her eyebrows. Her eyes were like coal; she didn't look at you but into you. I got a bit weak in the knees; I was much more struck by her than I felt I should be, as there was nothing really exciting about the way she looked.

"You old enough to buy this" She asked me, still looking directly into my soul, it seemed.

"What, the jerky? I think so…what age limit they putting on that now?" I smiled slyly at her, she laughed.

"I didn't see anyone else sitting out there with you, hon, why you need all that beer?" She smiled now; she reminded me of my older sister with the look she gave me.

I decided that I would try and have some fun, so I said "I thought that you might want to have a couple of these with me, when you get off of work."

"I don't think so, baby, you'd better just put that away and go back outside." She wasn't smiling anymore.

I walked back and put the beer away, stuck the jerky in my pants and left.

I sat back across the street and drank another nine beers, and was pretty much drunk. The line of cars had pretty much dried up by 12:30 am, and I was just listening to the radio and waiting to get sober enough to drive myself home.

I must have fallen asleep, because I heard a knocking on my window and when I looked at the clock on my radio it was 3:00 AM. The knock came from the dark haired girl from the gas station.

"I was wondering what you were still doing out here." She explained.

"I must have fallen asleep, thanks for waking me up, I need to be getting home." I said. I was happy she had woken me, as I didn't want to get in trouble by my mom for staying out all night.

"Looks like you passed out to me, sweetie, not fell asleep." She pulled up large bottle of Jack Daniel's whiskey and a six pack of beer. "You still want to have some drinks with me?"

"Umm, well, yes, absolutely" I got out of the car and walked her to the passengers door letting her in.

"Why don't we drive to my house, I'm not sure I want any police to find me in this car with you and this liquor." She said, she was speaking more quietly than she had earlier, she seemed tired from her night of working.

"Alright, you just tell me the way." I didn't look at her, I didn't want to see her eyes looking at my soul again, and I had also become suddenly shy, which was strange for me.

Her house was close, only about five miles, and she invited me in. The house was simple; there was old furniture and a little T. V., a small table in the kitchen, and some dishes in the sink. We sat on the old brown couch, she drew a tumbler of the Whiskey and I opened a beer.

After a few minutes of silence she asked me if I was nervous to be with her in her house. I asked her if I should be. She just smiled.

"You're very handsome, honey." She whispered to me, she was sitting very near me with her knee touching mine.

"Thank you…. Very much." I looked at the floor.

"You are nervous, aren't you?" She took great joy in the fact that she had made me uncomfortable. "I'll bet I can make you more nervous, I'll bet I can show you things that the little girls you know can't."

I almost choked on my beer, I couldn't believe this could be happening. I had been with girls before, but never a woman, and never anyone so aggressive. "You going to show me something?" Was all I could manage.

She drank the whole tumbler of whiskey in one long drink, and sat the cup down. She reached to the bottom of her polyester work shirt, which is not flattering on anyone and pulled up on it slowly. As she pulled the shirt over hear breast I realized that they were actually quite round and firm for such a skinny woman. She was wearing a simply beautiful bra, which was black silk with allot of pretty lace, it really made her look quite feminine and the black material against her dark skin looked delicious. She didn't sit and wait for my acceptance as the girls I had known would have, but simply took her bra off and rubbed her large nipples in between her long, thin fingers. Her body was very tight for her age, which amazed me, as I expected that she would show the signs of age already. She pulled my head toward her chest, and I licked and sucked at her erect nipples. Her hands caressed my head, rubbing her fingers though my hair. She then pushed me back softly and stood to remove her shoes and her pants. She wore panties that matched the bra, made of very sheer and lacy material. The area of her pussy was already shinny with her juices. She pulled me back to her breasts and I suckled as she rubbed her pussy through her panties. Her breathing grew deep but steady.

"You're doing fine baby." She said quietly "just keep doing like that, honey."

I could see from where I was that she had slid her panties to one side, and had put two fingers deep into her pussy. I could now see that her clit was red and sticking out quite far, I could her the juices rushing against her fingers. As her breathing grew deeper she stuck a third and then a fourth finger into her shaven pussy.

"Sit back on the end of the couch baby…just watch me." She moaned to me.

Before I sat back I took off my own pants and pulled out my throbbing dick, and stoked it. She sat down at the end of the couch, with her legs on both side of me and her head on the arm of the chair. She put her four fingers back into her pussy, and rubbed her clit with the other hand. Sometimes, as she fucked herself, she would take her fingers out of her pussy and stick two fingers easily into her asshole. It was almost too much for me to take, to see her doing these things that none of the high school girls that I have been with would ever think of doing. As I watched her, she looked directly into my eyes, following where ever they went. She looked down at my hand that was stoking slowly at my hard cock, and she moved her left foot down and began to stoke it for me, with the arch of her foot. It was insane, in made me dizzy, not so much because it felt good, but because it was so sexy to me.

"Now I'll show you something that I know you've never seen." She said. She reached into the box of beer that she had brought me, and pulled out one of the long necks. She put the cap of the beer against her lips and circled the top of the bottle with her tongue. She put the top of the bottle into her mouth and pushed it back into her mouth, she pushed until only about 3" of the bottle where still visible outside of her lips. I almost came on her soft foot right then.

She slowly pulled the bottle back out of her mouth and rubbed it along her breasts, rolling the bottle from side to side, from one tit to the other. And then continued to roll the bottle down to where her other hand was still fucking her soaking pussy. She pulled the hand out of her pussy, and rubbed the top of the bottle with her dripping fingers. Then, she looked me straight in the eye and inserted the top of the bottle into her pussy. She moved her fingers to the bottom of the bottle and began fucking herself furiously with the bottle. I could see very well the juices that were clinging to the bottle and dripping down around the fingers that held the bottle, while her other hand rubbed hard on her clit.

"Ooh, ooh. Mmm." She moaned. "Aha, I'm going to cum honey! I'm going to cum all over this bottle, baby!" Her foot stiffened against my dick, her whole body shook and twisted against her two hands. "OHHHHHHHH GODDDDDD!" She screamed finally, and pulled the bottle slowly from her pussy. The bottle dripped with her juices, her pussy was red and stood open where the bottle had been.

She brought the bottle to my lips, "Lick it off." She said to me quietly. And I did. I licked ferociously at the bottle, sucking the top of it myself, trying to get all of her sweet juices off of the bottle. I licked and sucked her fingers too, which were so wet that they had begun to prune.

She put the bottle on the table and turned to me. She bent down without saying a word, and took my dick into her hot mouth. She sucked hard, and deep, so deep that she was licking my balls at the same time that she was sucking my dick into the back of her throat. When she had my dick in her throat she would swallow down hard, as if trying to take my dick all the way into her stomach. As I began to moan, and she could feel my balls tensing, she moved quickly to surround my dick with her hot and juicy pussy. It was tighter than I had expected, after the bottle, and she tensed it at will as well. I told her that I couldn't make it too much longer, and she begged me to cum inside her pussy.

"Oh, baby, I want you to burry your dick in my pussy and fill me up with your hot cum, please cum in my pussy, baby!" She begged.

I came harder than I ever had before or since, and filled her pussy with loads and loads of hot cum. She kissed on my lips and neck, sucking my ear lobes and telling me what a good job I had done.

It was five in the morning, and I had to go, as my mother would be up for work in an hour, I told her that I was very sorry, and told her that I wanted to see her again. But she just waived with her free hand as she pulled out finger-load after finger-load of hot cum from her pussy and licked it off, again and again.

I walked out to my car, my head spinning, and drove to my house, knowing that nobody would need to tell me to have sweet dreams tonight.