The Hitcher, Part 5

The Hitcher:
By karriejj@hotmail.com

Part V:

John turned off the shower and stepped out and began to dry himself off. He
picked up his half empty beer and poured the rest down his throat. It tasted
just right, cool, refreshing, and satisfying. From just the one beer John
swore that he felt a slight buzz already.

John wrapped himself with a towel and exited the small shower and stool room
and caught a look at Konni in the reflection of the mirror. She sat on the
bed with a beer and a smoldering cigarette on the nightstand. She sat
listening to the TV while she intently painted her toenails.

John became instantly aroused but didn't care. His affections for her were
out in the open.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" she asked

"Yeah, felt great," he agreed. John crossed in front of the TV in his towel
and dug through his bag and found a T-shirt and pair of boxers. He carried
them back to the bathroom and quickly dropped his towel and pulled the boxers
up.

"Want some help with that?" John asked walking out of the bathroom.

Konni looked up to see John pulling a t-shirt over his head. He was in good
shape and Konni's smile confirmed that she had seen.

"Sure, that would be nice," she said.

John grabbed a couple of fresh beers for himself and Konni and lit a
cigarette.

"Hey, before you start, could you get me that little flowered zipper bag,
over there?" she asked and pointed in the general direction of her backpack.

"Sure," he said and tossed it to her.

Konni scooted back on the bed against the headboard, giving John enough room
to sit on the end of the bed. She took a final drag from her half smoked
cigarette and carefully snuffed it out in the ashtray. She exhaled a tight
stream towards John.

John scooted close and sat spread eagle style. He took Konni's right foot and
placed it on his left thigh, and began to carefully paint her nails a dark
plum color. Her foot rested a mere six inches from his crotch and he fought
to keep himself flacid. 

John focused on the task at hand as he heard Konni unzip the flower bag. He
watched from the corner of his eye as she withdrew a black film container and
some cigarette papers. He looked up from her feet and she simply smiled and
winked at him. Her left foot went closer to his crotch and he jumped in
surprise.

Konni took a single paper from the small pack and flattened it slightly, then
placed it in the crook between her thumb and index finger. With her right
hand she began pinching small amounts of the green bud from the canister and
spreading it evenly on the fold of the paper. When she was satisfied with the
amount, she recapped the film container and then began carefully easing the
paper up and down with both hands, tightening and rolling the herb together.

Satisfied with the amount and size of the joint, she expertly tucked one end
of the paper under the rest and licked the gummy side of the paper. One final
roll and twist produced a joint just under the size of a cigarette.

John nervously tapped his growing ash into the ashtray and lifted the filter
to his lips. His hands shook a bit as he drew deeply, trying to calm himself.
Konni reached for her lighter and slid her foot inside John's shorts.

His erection grew and lifted his shorts away from his body, creating a tent.
He swallowed hard and his exhale was loud and rushed. Konni placed the joint
loosely in her lips and lifted the lighter to the tip and flicked it to life.
Her foot and toes then began to caress his hot cock and balls.

Konni leaned into the flame and briefly touched the tip of the joint and
drew. She filled her mouth and then inhaled from the end directly to her
lungs, pulling more smoke in on top of the initial drag. 

John now felt utterly out of control. He crushed out his cigarette and set
the ashtray on the floor, and then capped the nail polish and tossed it away
also.  Konni was holding the smoke deep inside herself still, and held out
the joint to him.

"I don't know," he stammered. "I don't really have a choice do I?"

Konni exhaled loudly and looked sternly towards him. "You have one choice.
And that one choice will make several other choices for you." she said
smartly and the began to slowly creep towards him.

John nodded and let out a soft whimper. Konni climbed on his lap and ground
her crotch into his. John closed his eyes, searching for some last bit of
will power. Konni rocked slowly back and forth, patiently waiting for John's
inevitable decision.

John opened his eyes and saw Konni drawing more of the evil smoke into her
mouth. When she was done, John made his decision and leaned in, accepting
first her kiss and then the pungent smoke that followed shortly behind. 

Their hips moved back and forth in a gyrating rhythm while they smoked the
remainder of the joint the same way. One of them would inhale it, and then
share it with the other, bathing their lungs.

When the joint was gone, Konni leaned back and tossed the small roach into
the ashtray and swiftly grabbed he pack of Virginia Slims and lighter. In
this position, her panties were pulled up through her labia, and they
protruded out on either side of the soaking, pink garment. She was smoothly
shaved on either side. John pulled the garment out and to the side, revealing
all of her. He softly inserted two fingers inside with his right hand, and
pulled his own shorts to the side with his left.

She lit a fresh cigarette and enjoyed John's nimble fingers as she triple
pumped the smoke into her body. Konni reached forward herself and stroked his
cock. She then grabbed his cock tightly and pulled herself back up.

John was stoned, whether from the pot, or from the lusty sex, or both, he was
lost. Konni bathed him in her smoke and he eagerly engulfed it. She drew
deeply and then leaned down and began kissing and licking at his neck.

Unable to take it any longer, John reached around and picked Konni up by her
ass cheeks. He pulled her closer and she pushed her pelvis closer to meet
him. John slowly lowered her down on his throbbing cock. Each millimeter he
entered her, the larger her smile grew.

She held up her cigarette for him and he greedily double pumped it. She was
now fully impaled on him. He could feel the tip of his cock rubbing her
cervix.  Her  insides were hot and slippery, and her muscles seemed to
massage him.  They rocked slowly back and forth like this for a few minutes,
sharing the smoke from Konni's shrinking cigarette. 

She began a low growl that grew as her hips rocked uncontrollably. She pulled
at his hair forcing him to expose his neck. She began a slow sucking motion
and as she climaxed, she bit down hard and ground her teeth back and forth,
tearing his jugular.

John winced and cried out in pain at the same moment that he started to fill
her with his juices. He was instantly dizzy and Konni held on tightly waiting
for her climax to subside. She finally climbed off of him and John fell back
wards on the bed, reaching for his neck. 

He checked his hand and found no blood, yet he could feel his neck oozing
something.  He tried to sit up but didn't have the strength. He lay there and
reached out for Konni, unable to speak. His throat was swelling up and he
struggled to breathe. He mouthed the word "Why?" and his eyes began to bulge.

"You made the wrong choice..." she said emotionless.

She stood at the night table watching John die. She lit another cigarette and
admired her work. The skin didn't break this time, making much less of a mess
than before.

His sex was running down her leg and it bothered her. She decided to give him
one last pleasure. She walked over to his head and squatted, grinding her
dripping crotch across his face.

John lay their motionless and took his last breath as he licked their sex
from his lips. His neck was a horrible, swollen purple. The internal pressure
from the bleeding had killed him in less than a minute.

She took a swig of beer and tapped her growing ash on John's motionless body.
She picked up the receiver of the phone and dialed 0.

"Hi, yeah, this is room 223. We've decided to stay an extra night. Yeah,
that's right. Oh, one more thing. We won't need house keeping, we'll just be
holed up here. OK, thanks!" she said cheerfully and then hung up.


Konni took her time gathering her things. She peeked out the window and found
the weather had turned considerably worse. She opened the door, turned off
the lights and hung a Do Not Disturb sign on the handle. She lugged her
backpack down the stairs and walked with her head down towards the jeep.

She started the Jeep and turned on the heater to full power. She pushed in
the lighter and casually placed a long, slender Virginia Slim in her lips and
waited for the lighter to pop out. It popped and she quickly grabbed the end
and brought the bright red coil towards her and touched it to the end of the
cigarette. A flame leapt from the end, and she puffed a few times to ensure
it was lit.

She let it dangle while she engaged the four-wheel drive and reversed from
the parking spot. As she pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards the
Interstate, she exhaled a large milky cloud; a mixture of her  warm, evil
breath, and the soothing silk of the smoke.

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