Phil's Futa Fling (futa/m, tall, oral, size, growth, excessive cum, lactation)

The day came at last, Phil's last day in warm California. He took one last minute to walk through his empty flat before sprinting down the stairs and hopping into his vintage rambler. Through the busy traffic and up the mountain range he drove as he reached the High Desert area. Now it was just him and the open road, not a car or truck for miles now. The dry wind rushing over the top of his convertible gave him a sense of freedom he hasn't felt in years.

Just after crossing the Nevada state line, Phil catches sight of something in the distance ahead. It appears to be a person...a hitchhiker. As he got closer, he could see that it was in fact a young woman. The woman was jumping up and down trying to get his attention. Phil began to slow down and pull over, stopping right in front of the woman.

"Hey! Thanks for stopping!", the young woman yelled.

"Yeah.", Phil awkwardly yelped.

Phil had no idea what he was doing. Normally he would never pick up a hitchhiker. As the woman approached his jaw nearly dropped. She easily stood well over 6 feet, almost a foot taller than short Phillip even. Her small shoulders emphasized her much larger G-cup breasts barely being held in place by a green bikini top. From there, her hourglass waist and flat stomach sat atop her huge fleshy 55 inch wide hips and ass. Her thick thighs protruded down from her daisy duke jean shorts down to her cute feet in thong sandals. Her skin was the color of cream coffee and not a blemish on her. Her large aviator sunglasses and sun hat hid most of her face. She was a bit out of breath from jogging towards Phil's car.

"Wow, nice car."

"Heh, thanks."

She leaned onto Phil's passenger side door, her heavy breast were almost heaved into the seat.

"So...where you headed?"

"Well, where are you headed?"

She chuckles lightly.

"East. Really, as far east as I can. I would appreciate a ride."

Phil's mind was already made up so he took no time in answering her.

"Sure hop in. I'm also headed east. I'll take you as far as I can."

The woman smiled from ear to ear as she flopped her worn dufflebag into the backseat on top of Phil's wadded up clothes and plopped into his passenger seat. Her breasts and booty jiggling as she struggled to get her seatbelt on.

"I'm Phil by the way."

The woman smiled and extended her hand.

"Aleph.

Aleph's high pitched voice was full of life and youth. She removed her hat and sunglasses to reveal almost a yard of pitch black hair draped across her beautiful haunting green eyes. Her thick hair flowed off her shoulders and into her expansive cleavage like melted dark chocolate. It took every bit of Phil's constitution not to stare at her as he pulled off of the shoulder and back onto the empty desert road.

"Aleph huh? That is an interesting name."

"My mother named me...she was from Iran."

"I see, your father from there too?"

"Nope, he's a grade-A American."

"There's no town for miles. Where are you coming from?"

"Well, I started in Baker. I was dropped off here until you picked me up."

Aleph lifts her creamy voluptuous leg high into the air and removes her sandal. She folds her leg into her lap and begins to massage her foot.

"Ugh, my feet were killing me."

"You didn't pack much."

"Don't have much."

Aleph pulls out a rubber band from her pocket and begins to tie her thick flowing locks as they are batted around in the wind.

"You want something to drink?"

Aleph thought Phil would never ask. She was incredibly parched from standing out in the hot sun since the morning. Phil handed her a thermos filled with ice cold water.

"Yes, thank you."

Aleph snatched it out of his hand and quickly gulped it down. Water splashed from the corner and ran down her neck and collar bone before pooling in her cleavage.

" Oh God. Whew! It was getting really hot before you came."

"Yeah, it's dangerous to be out here without water. People die out her ya know."

"Well, I guess that just makes me extra lucky then. "

Aleph and Phil made small talk for the next 30 miles before Aleph began to feel sleepy. She passed out slouched in her seat with her head towards the sky and her big knees wedged up against the glovebox. Phil was wondering how a beautiful girl like Aleph wound up in his car and how long before he had to let her go. The high noon sun was beating down heavily on them just as they crossed anther county line. As soon as they did, the road condi

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