B.J. Scott is the author of very erotic, sexually explicit, short stories. These are intended for adult audiences.
A Wild Rideby B.J. Scott
Loy knows that he should never pick up a hitchhiker, but it is raining and the man walking along the side of the road looks harmless. When the rain begins to beat down in sheets and the road turns to mud, Loy’s old reliable car begins to sputter. Loy has no choice but to stop at the house that is home
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Very erotic story, adult content, mature themes.
Loy knows that he should never pick up a hitchhiker, but it is raining and the man walking along the side of the road looks harmless. When the rain begins to beat down in sheets and the road turns to mud, Loy’s old reliable car begins to sputter. Loy has no choice but to stop at the house that is home to the hitchhiker, and the man has been nice enough to invite Loy to what he refers to as “The Ritual.”
The man nodded, stepped into the car and sat down. Loy offered his hand, and the man shook it. “Loy,” he said. “KC,” the stranger said. “Where you goin’?” Loy asked. “Up the road a ways there is a house hidden by thick vines down a long lane.” “Well, let me know where to turn. The rain is really coming down hard now and I can barely see.” -------------- KC kept his hood up on his coat, and Loy couldn’t get a good look at his face. “This road will be washed out soon,” he informed Loy. “You can stay at the house if you like,” he offered, as he glanced at Loy’s crotch. “Thanks,” Loy said, not noticing the man’s glance. Just then the rain came down harder, much harder, as if the clouds had opened wide and were dumping all of their contents at once. ------------- Loy felt the car begin to slide. “What’s happening?” “Oh, the road turns into mud pretty quickly out here when it rains.” He seems nice, thought Loy, but not much of a talker. “Turn here,” KC instructed, and Loy turned onto the road that led to KC’s house. Loy struggled with his old, usually reliable car, but it seemed as if the car didn’t want to turn toward the house. Loy cranked the wheel hard and the car finally gave in. “Some are harder to break than others, but they all have their breaking point,” KC said, looking straight ahead. The lane was long and winding, but at least it was not made of mud.
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