“BACKWOODS GIRL”

Backwoods Girl

By Blueheatt


…When they put a big highway thru a very rural backwoods part of this area, the people there were not to happy. Young boys shot BB guns at the cars, and threw rocks at them, to no avail.

…I drove down the new highway looking for old vintage cars to buy cheap. I got off the main highway and I got lost in the maze of unmarked dirt roads.
…..I had stopped to ask directions. It was a rundown old farm house at the end of a road you couldn’t drive any further on. This slim girl watched me walk up the path to the front door. She came out on the porch and walked towards me. Long brown hair down past her ass, medium tits and nice hips and ass. She had a pretty face as she squinted in the bright sun. As she walked towards me I said: “Howdy, I’m kind of lost,

…I….” She walked past me and circled me, looking me up and down. No smile, just gawking at me all over. Around and around she walked. She finally spoke as the walked…”Yer not from around here, are ya.” She stopped and started feeling my shirt. “Nice shirt, what’s yer name.” “Barry”, I said, “What’s yours?” She started circling me again. “Darleen” she said. She started walking closer around me and then rubbing up against me as she circled. “Do I make ya dizzy?” .


…“Well Darleen I need directions out of here.”
“Do you chase girls?” she asked.”
…I thought…she may be retarded or something, I better get the hell out of here…but on the other hand she was very sexy and that got my interest.
“I do chase girls but…”
“What cha do you do when ya catch’m?”
She stopped circling me and stood with her back to me. She stepped back and leaned on me. I was 6’2” and she was about 5’. She leaned her head back and looked at me upside down for a minute. She took my arms, and put them around her middle, and held them there. She took my hands and started moving them up on her bra-less tits.


..“Do ya like ta feel’m up some?”
“Darleen, I should be going.” I could just picture her dad or someone pointing a shotgun at me saying: “Git yer hands off’in that girl, mister.”

…She bolted and ran for my car. She reached in and got my keys. She smiled and held them up, dangling them to show me. Obviously she wanted me to chase her or something. She kept smiling big and lifted up her plain flowered little dress and put my keys in front of her white cotton panties. I didn’t chase her. She put her hand on her hips and said: “You want some lemonade?” …and walked toward her door. I followed of course. She started walking in circles again and giggling. I walked after her smiling myself. I broke into a run and she squealed and ran from me. She let me catch her as we both giggled now. I said: “I’ll take that lemonade …and…my keys, Darleen.”


…“Well, come on in and git both.” she said.