Candy the Carhop

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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 almanbahis 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 almanbahis giriş 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 almanbahis yeni giriş 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.


“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.

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