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<BODY BGCOLOR="#000000" TEXT="#F7F7FF" LINK="#FFFFFF" ALINK="#000400" VLINK="#FFFFFF"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#CC3300" FACE="Arial" ><B>Starved's Fantasy</B></FONT><FONT SIZE="1" COLOR="#FFCC99" FACE="Arial" >   </FONT> |   <A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Starveds Fantasy"><U><B>home</B></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id19.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Elevator."><U>The Elevator.</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id20.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Jacuzzi"><U>The Jacuzzi</U></A>   |   <B>California Coast</B>   |   <A HREF="id22.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Crowne"><U>The Crowne</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id23.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Heartbreaker"><U>The Heartbreaker</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id30.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Gettin My Hair Done"><U>Gettin' My Hair Done</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id31.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Ducati."><U>The Ducati.</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id32.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Park"><U>The Park</U></A></div> <div> <IMG SRC="04758020.png" border=0 width="600" height="2" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></div> <div> <B>California Coast</B></div> <div> I find myself driving up the California coast toward Carmel on Highway 1. </div> <div> The drive from Los Angeles has been uneventful. My best friend Denise, </div> <div> has been planning this party for months, or I wouldn't be going. After my </div> <div> breakup with Victor, the last thing I want to do is make nicey-nice with a </div> <div> lot of people. I just want to take a long bath, eat some chocolate Haagan </div> <div> Daz ice cream, listen to some Marvin Gaye, and think about calling his </div> <div> black ass and cussing him out. Denise bought a cabin up in the woods a </div> <div> couple of years ago, now she's ready for everyone to see it. Normally,</div> <div> I'd be the first to arrive, not today. It's dusk, and the sun is setting. </div> <div> I start to hear strange sounds coming from my car. "Oh Great." As the </div> <div> engine goes dead, I coast over to the side of the road. Only to notice that </div> <div> I don't have my cell phone. I notice that it's starting to rain, just a light </div> <div> mist, but I know what this will do to my hair. Angela Davis, here I come. </div> <div> I see a truck coming, it slows down and pulls behind me. Damn, I know </div> <div> better than to ask for help on a lonely road in California. Of course, I'm </div> <div> imagining Ted Bundy getting out of the car. To hell with it, it maybe hours </div> <div> before anyone else stops. I get out in the rain to ask for help. When the </div> <div> window rolls down, I look into a pair of the dreamiest eyes that I've ever </div> <div> seen. I try not to look any further, but I notice the hairs on his chest. </div> <div> Dayum, I love a man with hair on his chest. I start to breathe deeper, </div> <div> faster.  "Need some help?"   I stammer..."It just quit running". </div> <div> "Well, I'm no mechanic, but let me take a look". Opening the door, you </div> <div> step out in the rain.   By this time, I'm soaked. I look down at my dress, </div> <div> wondering if I'll ever be able to wear it again. When I look up, I notice </div> <div> you looking at my breast. My nipples are so hard.   I wonder if you can see </div> <div> them through my dress.   I hope so.   You turn to open the hood.  "Get inside, </div> <div> let's see if we can get this baby going."   I lean out the window, looking at </div> <div> your legs and ass.   At this point, I'm pretty turned on, but you are all </div> <div> business.   After a few unsuccessful attempts, he says "Sorry, I can't help </div> <div> you.   Can I take you somewhere?"   I give you directions to my friends </div> <div> cabin, and you say "Cool, it's not that far." I accept the ride that you've </div> <div> volunteered, but all the time I'm dreaming about the ride I'd like to have. </div> <div> I've forgotten all about serial killers. As we get into your truck, you put </div> <div> your hand out.  "By the way my name is Phillip." "Hello, Phillip, I'm Danielle." </div> <div> As I take your hand, I feel your strong fingers and I have to force myself </div> <div> to let them go. We're both soaked. We make small talk to ease some of the </div> <div> tension. I take my fingers and run them through my wet hair.  I put my hands </div> <div> between my legs to warm them.  I notice you watching me. You clear your </div> <div> throat, and start the ignition.  We drive in silence, just looking off into the </div> <div> dark.   I turn to watch you, as my hands go higher...higher...between my legs. </div> <div> As my finger tips brush against my lips, our eyes meet. You drop your eyes, </div> <div> to watch me.  I part my legs wider, rubbing harder.   I feel your hand on the </div> <div> seat, gently rubbing the outside of my leg.   I look at your crotch, and I'm not disappointed.   I can see you getting bigger, longer and wider.   I feel you </div> <div> rubbing the outside of my leg.   I close my eyes, wanting to relish the feeling. </div> <div> As I sit back enjoying your touch, I place my hands on the seat. You start to </div> <div> massage the inside of my thigh. As you slowly inch higher, I start to moan </div> <div> "Oh yeah Baby...that's it".   When I feel you touch my pussy, I almost cum, </div> <div> it feels so good. You softly stroke me, then you slip your finger inside of me. </div> <div> I start to moan louder, pushing down on your hand. You start to work more </div> <div> fingers in and out, in and out of me.   I'm so wet.   I can hear it.   I reach over, </div> <div> and undo your pant.  As I take you out, I think "Dayum!" You are so hard, and </div> <div> soft...and so damn big.   I lean over, licking your head.   I lick all around the</div> <div>  head.   I pay special attention to the drops of pre cum that have escaped.   I </div> <div> grab your shaft, working it up and down.   I feel you working your fingers in </div> <div> and out of my pussy, using your thumb to massage my clit.   I feel the truck </div> <div> slowing down.   As you come to a stop, I take all of you in my mouth...deep. </div> <div> You move your hips, pushing deeper and deeper into my mouth.   As you start </div> <div> to fuck my mouth, I cum...hard..throbbing.   As I raise up, you pull me close, </div> <div> kissing me deeply.   Sucking my tongue, nibbling on my bottom lip.   You pull </div> <div> away, and open your door. You come to my side, opening the door.  Leading </div> <div> me around to the back of the truck.   It's still misting, we barely notice.   I </div> <div> sit on the tailgate.   You lift my dress, and kneel down.   As you start licking </div> <div> and sucking my pussy, I'm cumming again and again.   I grab you head, holding </div> <div> you in place, as you suck everything out of me.   You stand up, smiling.   You </div> <div> drive your dick deep inside of me, lifting my legs over your shoulders.  As </div> <div> you start slamming into me...fucking me harder..deeper, I start to scream. </div> <div> You lean over, silencing me with a deep, hard kiss. I bite your tongue, and </div> <div> you pull back shocked.   You slam into me a final time, exploding.   As I catch </div> <div> my breath, I look into your smiling eyes and say </div> <bR> <div> "Would you like to party with me...at my friends?"</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> 01/13/2001</div> <bR> </BODY>