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CandytheCarhop

Candy the Carhop

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Content: Mf/consent/light bondage

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Candy the Carhop (Mf/Consent/Light Bondage)

Candy stood at the counter of the local drive in. Smiling, she looked

at the clock because she knew that soon it would be time for her young
heart to go flitter-flutter! The tingling usually accompanied the time

when he pulled into slot number 12 and ordered his usual cherry-cola like

he always did.

"Damint Candy, quit day-dreaming girl," her manager Mr. Johnson barked!

Mr. Johnson was a fitting name for the man. He was a prick through and

through. He had a job to do she knew, but it was just that being an

asshole seemed to come so naturally to the man. Candy glared at him, her

piercing blue eyes cutting holes in him. How she hated being talked to

like that by him. It's not that she minded being around a man who took

control, it's just that she was selective on when she wanted to be talked

down to. Usually it was when she was buck naked with her legs wrapped

around a man's waist and he had his dick buried deep within the softness of

her honey blonde pussy hair. "Ok Mr. Johnson," she said as she got back

to her cleaning assignment.

Hurrying along, she finished the chore and washed her hands, careful not

to scrub the hot pink polish that matched her cotton panties that she had

on. She always accessorized herself like that. panties matching the color

of her fingernail polish. Her usual moods were blue for the times when she

wanted it nice and slow, black when she wanted it hard and dirty, white

when she was in her "virginal" mood and like tonight, hot pink for when she

was hot to trot! It had come to be her trademark so to speak around town.

"Welcome to Darrin's Drive in. May I take your order?"

"I'd like a large cherry cola," the deep male voice came over the

intercom. Candy's knees became weak when she heard his voice and she had

to hold onto the counter to keep them from buckling.

"I'll take that one," Candy said as if she were the boss as she spun

around.

"No it's ok, I'll take it," another young girl said.

"I said I'll take it," Candy said with a voice that would cut through

steel. The other girl shook her head and backed off. There was no way in

HELL that she was going to let Marsha take her call. I mean after all, she

had her dibs on this guy and as far as she was concerned she was not going

to give an inch.

"Ok Candy. You don't have to get your panties in a wad," the brunette
said and walked off to do other things. The girl had no idea that if she

had a chance she would have her panties in a wad on the floor and have this

man's hard cock deep within her. "If only," she sighed longingly. She

moved around the corner where nobody could see her and pulled her skirt up

just a little, showing a little more thigh than she usually did. Nobody

noticed the difference in length when she picked up the drink and backed up

to the door and out into the coolness of the night air.

"Here you are sir," she said as she walked up to the car. "That'll be

one dollar and fifty eight cents sir," she said in her sexy little voice.

The man smiled and Candy watched him as he raised his hips slightly and

began to dig in his pocket. Her eyes riveted on his crotch. "Damn," she

said under her breath as he took a roll of money out of it and pulled two

crisp one-dollar bills off. Candy knew deep down inside her that it was

the wad between his legs or the wad of bills that he always seemed to have

with him that made her all fidgety. What really made her all tingly inside

was the car that he drove! That's right folks, it wasn't really him, it

wasn't really his money, it was the long sleek hunk of chrome and rubber

that the man sat his ass in. Her pussy tingled as she reached forward and

took the money from him. "That'll be forty two cents back," she said as

she clicked the coins from the belt and handed them back toward him. He

never tipped, never. But that didn't really matte to her, she got to look

at the man in the candy-apple red 1964 Cadillac Coupe DeVille.

Just as Candy's fingers reached the window, she let her fingers open

just a little and she said, "Oh, I'm so sorry sir," as she heard the coins

hit the concrete drive. She wasn't really sorry for her clumsiness, in

fact she had done it on purpose. "I'll get that," she said as she turned

and bent over pretending to search for the coins. The youngster smiled

because she could almost hear his breath escape his lips as he got a good

peek of her hot pink panties! His eyes burned into her soft tanned skin of

her tender young legs. This is the part she loved most about her minimum

wage job, the old "Oh my goodness, I dropped your change," routine that she

always played for him. Candy felt the coolness of the evening air as it

moved up the backs of her upper thighs and tickled the wet spot that she

knew was forming in the crotch of her panties. If he only knew how very

damp they really were he would probably want to reach over and stick his

finger deep between her moist lips. Of course, she knew that he wouldn't

but she could dream couldn't she? She stayed bent over for as long as she

could without being so obvious that her manager would come out to see what

was going on. Pulling herself back to a standing position, straightening

her skirt and pulling it back down to her normal length, she walked back to

the window of the shiny red car.

"Here you go sir," she said as she clicked the correct change off again.

"Don't worry about it sweetie," he said, flashing a pearly white smile

at the young girl.

"Are you sure?" she asked as she played her game for the hundredth time.

"I'm very sure," he smiled. Candy looked down and the lump that had

been in his crotch earlier was a little bigger now. The feeling between

her legs grew as she looked over his automobile. The white leather seats

glistened in the light of the canopy overhead. Dropping the change back in

the coin holder she winked and turned to walk away. "Wait a minute miss,"

he said and she stopped immediately. "Come here girl," he said. Candy

turned back and walked to him. "Yes sir," she asked?

"What time do you get off tonight," rolled off his tongue as she stood

there. She tried not to let her mouth drop open. She had hoped for this

question to be asked for many nights now and now, finally the moment was at

hand! Her pussy quivered with delight!

"Um," she said as she looked down, trying to act shy. "I get off about

9 o'clock. Why do you ask?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to come over for a drink after work," he

asked? Candy's knees grew weak for the second time this evening. Her

painted fingers gripped the shiny chrome door handle and she wondered if

his cock were as hard as this piece of plated metal.

Candy turned on her innocent charm as her eyes met his large brown ones.

"Um, I dunno'," she said as she looked around, not wanting anyone to

overhear the conversation at hand.

"Come on, it's just one little drink. I promise that I won't try

anything funny," he said as he played his coy little game with her. Who

was going to be there to protect him, her mind asked and she tried not to

giggle, and continued with her innocent little girl routine. "I've got to

study for my S.A.T. test so I can get into college this fall," she lied.

"Come on, it'll just be one little drink. What do you say, um Candy,"

he asked as his eyes looked at the nametag on her uniform vest.

"I don't even know your name," she said, her nervousness really starting

to kick in for real.

"It's John," he said as he handed her his wallet that was opened to his

driver's license. Candy's fingers tingled as she took the leather into her

hand and looked at it. Candy's pussy was screaming for her to accept but

her mind was telling her that she had better tell him no. "How do I know

this is real," she asked as she winked at him.

"Every thing about me is real sugarpants," he said as he touched her

painted nails. Candy felt a surge of electrical current run up her crotch

the moment he touched her fingers and her pussy began to throb. Candy

gripped the handle of the automobile with al her might as he kept them

against her fingers. A small eruption began inside her, the coolness of

the breeze that wafted across her panty crotch and the feeling of his hands

and the car taking it's toll on the young girl. "Oh god," she moaned

softly and she held on tightly to the chrome handle, waiting for her

mini-orgasm to subside.

"Are you ok Candy," he asked, not sure what was going on?

Candy stood there as she cum in front of the man and he didn't even

know! "Um, yeah," she said. "It's just that I'm under a lot of stress with

the test and all," she lied.

"Oh, ok," he said, a disappointed look spreading across his mature face.

"I just thought I'd ask. If you change your mind, you know the address."

Candy looked one last time at his license. The man was in his forties. He

was old enough to be her father and she was seriously considering this!

"I'm sorry, " she said as she released his wallet, "I'd like to, but I

can't."

"It's ok. I understand," he said as he took his wallet back, lifted his

hips and pushed it into his jean pocket. Candy's eyes once again locked on

his crotch and she noticed that it was not as big as it had been minutes

earlier. "Bye Candy," John said as he started his Cadillac. The gentle

rumble of the motor reverberated throughout her body and then she released

the door handle as he put it into reverse and backed out and pulled away.

"Dumb bitch! Dumb bitch! Dumb bitch," she kept saying to herself over

and over as she turned and walked back into the restaurant and walked in.

"What's wrong Candy," Mr. Johnson asked her as he looked at her flushed

face.

"I just don't feel very well Mr. Johnson," she said as she walked to

the cash register and made change.

"If you're coming down with something it would be ok if you went home.

Business is kinda' slow tonight."

That was just like Mr. Johnson. He was a prick, but he protected the

girls just like they were his own children. "Are you sure?" she asked,

sensing the sensitivity in his voice.

"I said I was," he almost barked at her, blushing because she had picked

up on his one weakness. "Besides," he continued as he wiped down the

counter, "I can't have you staying here and making the customers and

everyone else sick!"

Candy smiled and winked at him. "Thanks' Mr. J," she said as she took

off her coin belt and put it on the counter. "You're a sweetheart."

Mr. Johnson mumbled something incoherent and Candy walked out to the

door to her car. The leather smell of the leather interior was like home

to her. Nothing but nothing beat the smell of fresh leather in her mind.

Reaching for her cell phone, she dialed her home. "Hello?" her dad said on

the other end.

"Hi daddy," she began, "I'm still at work and I was just calling to let

you know that they want me to stay over tonight."

"What time will you be home?" he asked.

"It will probably be late. The health inspector is coming over tomorrow

and he wants to make sure that it passes inspection."

Candy waited as she could almost hear her daddy think. "Ok sugar," he

said after a pause, "but hurry home right after. I worry about you being

out there at night." Candy smiled as she thought about how lucky se was to

have a mom and dad that cared about her. It made it all the harder to call

and lie to them, but lie she did. "Ok daddy. Thanks. I love you daddy!"

"I love you too sugar. Remember, hurry home after work!" Candy pushed

the "end" button on her cell phone and her hands were shaking as she

reached for the ignition and put her car into drive. "What the hell am I

doing," she asked herself? She knew what she was doing. She was doing

what her body wanted. She was doing what her pussy craved!

Candy drove the short distance to the Applegate Apartment complex and

pulled into the parking garage. "Was it apartment 330 or 332?" She

couldn't remember for sure. She pulled into a parking space and sat there,

contemplating what she would do next. Her dilemma was answered when she

saw him pull his car into the garage. Her heart went thump in her chest as

he drove up and parked directly next to her. Leaning back in the seat, she

wanted to turn back now but knew that there was no way that she was going

to stop.

John turned off his car and she saw as he opened the door. The dome

light made the white interior of the Caddy glow. Her hand nervously moved

forward and she gently tapped the horn. John looked up and smiled as Candy

opened her door and got out.

"I guess you decided to accept my offer for a drink?" he asked. Candy

shook her head. All the intoxication she needed was right there at her

fingertips. She touched the red car and leaned across the top. "Take me

for a ride," she said as she opened the door and sat down. The man smiled

and got back inside.

"Where do you want to go Candy," he asked as he turned the key.

"Just drive John. Just drive," was all she said as he pulled out of the

parking space. Candy leaned back and closed her eyes as the power of the

V8 engine made her one with the road. Her own engine was fully engaged and

they drove without so much as a word until finally she looked at him.

"This buggy got any air?"

"Four-sixty air," he said chuckling as he turned onto a long stretch of

highway.

"Four-sixty air?"

"Yeah, you know, four windows down and sixty miles an hour!" They both

laughed as John put his foot on the gas. "Hang on girl," he said as the

electric motors that drove the windows hummed. The breeze was intense as

they moved quickly down the highway. Candy long blonde hair moved freely

around as she took in the feeling of power all around her young body.

"They don't make them like this any more," he said as the speedometer

climbed into the seventies.

"That's for damn sure John," she replied back to him. It was crazy she

knew. It was really crazy to be getting into a car with a man she didn't

even know. What was crazier however was the way that the feeling of the

leather seat clinging to her thighs was making her feel.

"Where to," he asked once again?

"Anywhere that's dark and secluded," she said as she reached over and

her hand touched his crotch. Candy gently squeezed his dick and she felt

it grow under her touch.

"What," he asked, not sure what he was hearing.

"Do I have to draw you a fucking picture!" she almost yelled as one of

her hands moved under her skirt and she began to rub her wet pussy.

"Are you sure Candy," he asked to make sure.

Candy didn't answer. She moved her hand and put it under the edge of

her shirt. John watched in amazement as she pulled her shirt over her head

and then reached behind her and pulled her lacy white bra from her

shoulders. "Shit," he said as he found the first exit and took it way too

fast.

"Hurry John. I can't wait much longer," she said as she raised her hips

and pulled her panties down, taking her feet out of them. "Please hurry!"

Candy reached over and took hold of his cock and it had grown to a very

respectable size. "Mmmmm," she said as she squeezed it a little harder

this time. Sweat began to form on her back and ass as she leaned across

the leather seat. The nipples from her young firm breasts stood out hard

and firm like large chunks of candy as she rubbed her pussy.

John found a dark road and quickly turned the corner and soon saw a

clearing in what appeared to be a hay field. He pushed hard on the brake

so as not to miss the road and then turned. spying a group of trees, he

moved slowly along the path that a farmer had used to park his equipment

under and slowly moved along the trail. With each dip in the old dirt road

Candy moaned because it would cause her finger to move against her aching

clit. John pulled up and turned the engine off to his Caddy. "Hurry John,

I don't think my aching pussy can take it much longer," the young girl
moaned as he got out of the car and moved around to where she sat.

"Get out," he ordered as he flung the door open and took hold of her

arm. Candy obeyed and the soft glow of the dome light made the blood churn

in his groin. He moved closer to the young girl and as he touched her she

melted against him. "Oh my god," she moaned, wrapping her arms around his

neck and pressing her young body against his. "I need you so bad John."

John backed the young girl against the car and pressed his hard cock

into her stomach. The rough feel of the cotton jeans against her skin sent

another round of sensations into the young girl. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

she screamed into the stillness of the countryside. John's hand moved down

to her ass and he cupped it and began to kiss her on the neck. "Not yet,"

he whispered as he kissed her shoulder. It was too late for her to stop

now. John sensed that she was past the point of no return so he stepped

back and dropped to his knees. The smell of her pussy was so close and he

put his hand under the calf of her leg and put it on his shoulder.

"Yessssss...." she groaned as she felt his face move into her soft pubic

hair. The sweet nectar of her pussy filled his nostrils. The girl pulled

him tightly into her crotch as his hand moved back and he began to caress

the soft ass cheeks of the young girl. "Oh god yes, please eat my fucking

pussy John."

He pulled his face away from her and smiled. "Ok Candy," he said as his

finger moved down her backside and he found the opening to her ass. "Here

we go girl," he said as his finger entered her backside and he once again

buried his face into her fresh young cunt. "Oh fuck! Oh god! Oh fucking

yes.......!" she squealed as he began to finger her butt and lick against

her tender bush. "My..." she groaned, "god," she panted as his tongue

found her hard clit and he sucked it into her mouth.

Candy used her leg to pull John's face into her pussy as hard as she

could. All that could be heard was the muffled sounds of John as he took

in her sweet pussy juice. Candy's fingers began to move through his thick
black hair and she cooed with pleasure as John licked her to the breaking

point.

As suddenly as he began, John stopped. "You're not gonna finish yet

girl," he said as he stood up.

"D-d-don't stop now baby," she begged as he moved her leg and stood up.

"Oh I'm not gonna stop baby. I've only just begun." With that, John

moved to her and took her tightly to him and pressed his lips against hers.

The pungent smell of her own pussy now filled her nostrils. In the past

she had touched herself and then tasted it but she had never had so much of

her juices pressed against her lips. John could tell that she was not

repulsed by it so he pushed his tongue into her mouth and was delighted

when hers met his.

John's cock was aching as he stayed pressed into her. "I'm gonna fuck

you royal you little tease," he said after he had pulled his lips from

hers. He thrust his hips forward and Candy's eyes grew big as she realized

that for the first time in her life she was going to be fucked by a man and

not one of those little school boys. "Wait," she whispered. "We need

protection!"

"Not a problem," John said as he pulled away from her and moved into the

front seat of his car. Inside the glove compartment he found what he was

looking for. He stood up and waved the little foil package that held a

condom and smiled at her. "Boyscouts are always prepared for everything,"

he said as he smiled brightly. "Wait," he paused, "I think I forgot

something," he said as he moved back into the car.

"What," she asked, wanting his prick deep inside her. "What else do you

need?"

"These," he said as he held up her pink cotton panties. "Oh and these

too," he said as he held up her bra.

"What for?" she asked, her nervousness suddenly replacing her

excitement.

"Turn around and you'll find out girl," he said.

"What?"

"I said turn around!" John said as he took her by the arm and pushed her

toward the front fender of the car. Candy struggled but he was too quick

for her and before she knew what was happening he had pulled her hands

behind her back and had her bra wrapped around her wrists. "No John, you

don't have to do this," she begged as he looked down on her sweet ass that

was glowing in the moonlight.

"You don't know how much I have to do this you little slut," he said as

he began to take his jeans off.

"No John, why?"

John dropped his pants to the ground and stepped out of them and then

his boxers. The cool night air felt good against his rigid dick. "You

were only after your own pleasure and I just can't let that happen," he

said as he moved toward her.

"No, please. I'm not gonna change my mind!"

"I know you're not Candy," he said as he pressed his hard cock between

her ass cheeks. "I know damn well that you're not!"

Candy opened her mouth to scream but before she could get a word out

John had pressed her panties into her mouth. He heard her muffle something

but he didn't know and didn't care what it was. "Such a sweet little ass,"

he said as he put his hand in the middle of the young girl's back and

pressed down on her. The other hand was soon around his dick and he aimed

it between the young girl's legs. "It's lucky for you that it's pussy that

I'm after and not other things," he said as he put his finger against her

asshole. "It's a damn good thing for you!"

Candy twisted against his finger as her soft breasts pressed against the

hard warmth of the hood of John's '64 Cadillac. John moved forward and his

cock found the entrance to her pussy. "Mmmffffff," she groaned as his head

moved between her soft lips. "You are going to be one sweet fuck," he said

as he pushed the head of his large dick into Candy's sweet young pussy.

Try as she might to get away, it did not work because he was much too

strong for her. Little by little John entered the wetness of the young
girl's sweet folds. "Oh god so tight," he groaned as he pushed into her

little by little. Small sounds of her protests through her panties did not

stop him from continuing. "So little and so tight," he said as he stopped.

Candy's eyes grew large as she felt him pull out of her because she knew

what was coming next. "Mmmmffff!" she groaned as she felt him push forward

and bury himself deep within her.

"Oh yes....." he screamed as he felt her tightness cover his aching

dick. "This won't take long Candy," he said as he began to fuck her cunt.

John pulled the panties out of her mouth, but instead of screaming like he

thought he would, she said, "Yessssss," as he fucked her hard. Candy felt

the hardness of John's cock pull from her and then she felt the hardness of

the fender of his car as he rammed it in her again and again and again!"

"Oh god yes fuck me John," she begged as he plunged deep into her.

"Oh god, oh god, oh damn!" John pressed into her and put his hips

against hers.

"Fuck me god-damnit! Fuck me!" she begged.

"As you wish my dear!" he said as he pushed hard into her, making the

Caddy bounce. John took Candy by the hair and pulled her head up. "Damn!"

he groaned as he continued to thrust into her.

"Oh god yesssss...." she hissed as she felt her orgasm build up. "Fuck

me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me......." was all she could say as her pussy
contracted around his cock.

"FUCK.......ME..........FUCK.........ME......FUCK........ME!"

The words from her took him over the edge and John stiffened as he began

to cum! Candy realized when he came that he had not put the condom on but

was shooting his sperm deep inside her. "Oh fuck baby, oh fuck!" he said

one last time, pushing his hard dick into her until there was nothing left

to squirt.

The feel of his cum shooting inside her finished her off and she

screamed "Oh fucking god yes!" as she finished and then as if she had no

more energy, she stopped writhing beneath him. "So fucking intense!" she

said as she felt him pull from her. "That was so fucking great," she said

once again as he pulled her bra from her hands.

"I think I'd better get you home girl," he said as he stepped into his

pants. "I'm sure your daddy is waiting for you."

Candy nodded and not a word was spoken on the way back to her car. John

got out and opened the door for her and helped her into her car. "Have

that cherry-cola ready for me tomorrow night," he told her as he leaned

down and kissed her on the cheek.

John waved good bye as he watched Candy drive off.

The end