Sam and I started off on our journey. Our destination? Well to be honest I wasn’t sure. Sam and I had agreed we’d just go wherever our feet took us, but Sam seemed pretty set on heading in one particular direction.
After an hour long walk we made it to a truck stop. Sam then proceeded to ask drivers if they were heading south, across the border. That caught me off guard, especially since I didn’t have a passport.

“Don’t worry I knew someone that helped us out in that department” Sam said as she handed me an envelope. I opened it up to see a drivers license and birth certificate.
My name and age had changed. It said I was 20, three years older than I was. But it also said I was from a city in New York state.
“We need to sneak over somehow, but once we are over these should work if we are ever stopped. Far less questions should come up with an American citizenship.” Sam said.

After an hour searching for a driver Sam found one. We get into the truck, where a man, in his 40’s sat waiting. 20 minutes on the road Sam asked the driver if it was possible to take us across the border…in the back of the trailer, hidden.
He was quite hesitant about the idea. Not committing and an answer either way. He eventually agreed but at a cost.

“I don’t mind taken you to the border, that’s no risk. But crossin’ it? That will cost ya two”. The trucker said.
“How much?” Sam asked.
“I’m thinkin about it” he said.

We were two cut offs away from the border, but as we got to the one before it, the truck pulled off on that one.
“Better you two get in the back here, rather than at the border with all the cameras” he said.
The truck parked in a wooded area. The driver climbed in the back of his cabin and said “I think I know what I want in return”.

He unzipped his pants, brought out his dick and said “looks like you two have cock sucking mouths. Once here and once on the other side of the border”.

Sam looked at me and whispered “if it gets us across”. Having never sucked cock before I can’t say it was the most ideal of first times, but Sam was right. If this is what it took compared to paying a few hundred, perhaps thousand dollars, so be it.

Sam and I went to the back and the drive said “you girl…you suck my dick. And you boy, you suck my balls”.

As if Sam pressed a button, I saw in her eyes she just shut off as she began to suck the truckers dick. I did my best to shut off as I started to lick his balls.
He kept holding Sam’s head down as she would gag. It made me want to punch him…or bite his balls off. But I just kept thinking of what Sam said. If this is what it takes.

Then he had us switch after ten minutes. The first time I’d ever had a dick in my mouth and he didn’t waste time making me gag. 5 minutes of sucking he told us both to open our mouths and he started to jack off his dick – shooting his load in both our mouths and all over our faces.
“You swallow that now” he said to the both of us. We did.
“Lick the cum off her face boy, then you do the same to him girl” he went on to say.

After it was all done he said we can get out now. Sam left the truck first. He held me back and said quietly in my ear “consider this a down payment. Once we cross I’ll want more than you two sucking my cock”, as he said this he slid his hand down the back of my jeans to tap his finger on my ass.

Sam and I got into the trailer and found a perfect place to hide. The doors closed and then the truck began to move. I told Sam what we would have to do with him.
“We’ll have to make a run for it” I told her.
She completely agreed.

After two hours the trucks engine turned off. We had no idea if we had crossed or where we were. The doors swung open. We made sure we were well hidden.
“Alright you two, time for the rest of my pay” the trucker said.
“Stay down” I told Sam.

The trucker kept yelling for us to come out. After a couple of minutes and getting more frustrated he climbed inside the trailer. “If ya wanna do it in here that’s fine with me”.

Somehow he passed without noticing us, heading further to the rear of the trailer. When he got to the very back I motioned to Sam for us to run for it. We got up and stormed out. He saw us and started to make his way for us, but he banged his leg against a box inside, which slowed him down.

We were out and now a few hundred metres away from the truck when we looked back and saw the trucker coming out. We just ran, listening to the trucker curse us out, but we knew we were getting safer as his “you fuckin whores” grew fainter and fainter.

Once we figured we were a safe enough distance we began walking. There were homes all around, many boarded up, some properties appeared burnt down. We had no idea where we were, until 20 minutes of walking later we came across a sign that indicated we were in Buffalo. We had done it.
What a first day this turned out to be. Crossing the border in the back of a truck and using sex as a payment.

“Let’s find a neighbourhood to scout out. See if it looks like someone is away and stay there the night” Sam suggested.

Breaking into the abandoned buildings like we did before didn’t bother me, but I still did feel bad breaking into the girls house. No matter how many times I told myself she deserved it I felt bad.

“No, look around. Look at all the abandoned homes here. We’ll pick one and stay here for the night” I told her.
She wasn’t too thrilled, I guess she wanted a nice cozy bed but she did agree.

We picked a house at random, went around back and pried the wood away from a basement window. With a good 5 hours of daylight left it was still pretty dark, with the windows and doors boarded up. We investigated every inch of the house, putting aside things we felt might come in handy on the road.
The place was still furnished with a few old beds, dressers etc.
We went to the master bedroom to find the bed torn apart. We then went to the attic, where there was a brand new mattress. We brought it down to one of the secondary rooms.

In the kitchen we came across a few boxes of cookies. They were stale but edible.

As night began to fall we made our way to the room where we put the bed.
We took our clothes off as it was a rather hot and humid evening and went on the bed.
“I think we should christen this new bed, don’t you?” Sam suggested.

Before answering verbally, I got on top of Sam, slid my dick inside her pussy and began fucking her. Sam usually liked being on top but there was something about a new identity and in a new country that made me want to take charge…if it was only for the night.

Sam didn’t seem to mind as she wrapped her legs tightly around my ass. She placed her hands over her mouth as she was trying to muffle her screams.
I was fucking her fast and furious, and before long I was ready to cum. When I tried to get out to cum on her, she moved her hands away from her mouth and faintly said “cum inside me”, as she said this she tighten her legs more and even if I wanted to, there was no escape. I shot my cum inside her pussy.

She didn’t let go of her grip. Now she wrapped her arms around my back and held me close.
As Sam slept in my arms that night I couldn’t help but stay awake. I never asked Sam if she was on the pill, because since we first had sex she had wanted me to cum inside her nearly every time.

With those thoughts running through my mind I didn’t get much sleep and 5AM came around fast. We cleaned up the best we could, ate and took off.
As we started to walk Sam told me she wanted to be in Massachusetts sometime within the next week. This would obviously mean a fair amount of hitchhiking. She had friends outside of Boston, somewhere in the middle of nowhere that said we could spend a few weeks.

On our walk Sam said to me “You know I love. I’m crazy for you – but I want you to know that I don’t mind if you have sex with other people on our journey. I plan on it, but just so you know it’s nothing more than sex.”

In one way it was kind of a relief to know if I was put in a situation that Sam was cool with it. On the other hand, Sam was the only person I’ve been with – I loved her so it would feel weird. But hey, that’s one of the many things I love about her.

We made it to Syracuse where we spent the night. From there we managed to hitch a ride to Cambridge from a businessman who was heading to Boston. Then we started to walk to the place.

A few hours later we found the place hidden away in a fairly heavily forested area. When we entered you could tell it was a haven for travellers, misfits and everyone in between.
There were Goths, hippies and backpackers mostly. Her friends, Sarah and Allison knew we would be there so they saved a bed, however we would have to share a room with Skye, a hippie girl travelling on her own.

I remained in the room as Sam caught up with Sarah and Allison. Skye came in the room, coming directly over to me to introduce herself and gave me a tight long hug.

Skye and I talked for a considerable amount of time, mostly about her travels so far. She actually came from Vancouver Island a few months ago after traveling most of Canada and the northern States.
While Skye didn’t look all that much older than Sam or myself, she let slip her age range, which was somewhere between 32 and 36.
We talked until Sam came back in the room to get me for dinner.
After dinner Sam, Skye and I went back to our room. Sam and I stripped to our underwear and got into bed. Now the room was pretty dark, but I could just make out Skye removing her clothes, it appeared she stripped everything off – though being as dark as it was I couldn’t be certain.
Not 5 minutes in bed there was banging and screaming from one of the rooms.

“Better get use that” Skye said.
“The walls aren’t exactly sound proof and people often hook up here, and they don’t keep it quiet”.

I woke early the following morning, around 4AM. I left Sam and quietly left the house to wonder around the woods. Getting no more then 20 steps from the house, Skye came out.
“Going for a morning walk? Mind if I tag along?”

Of course I wasn’t going to say no, so we started to walk into the woods. I have never been much of a talker, especially to people I didn’t know – but Skye seemed to make up for that.
Skye kept going on about how she felt at home in nature, which to be honest I have always felt the same way. She went on and on about nature and wildlife, long enough that the sun was already shinning through the trees.

We stopped on the edge of a sizeable pond – perhaps even a small lake.
“This is why I haven’t left yet” Skye said to me.
“It’s perfect right here, and I love coming here every morning”.

It was quite beautiful with the sun shining off the water, which looked exceptionally clean and clear. It wasn’t all that deep as you could easily make out the rocks on the bottom.

“Want to take a dip?” Skye asked.
Hesitant I said “well, I don’t know. I haven’t exactly packed anything to swim with”.

“You’re in nature, embrace it. I have swum in plenty of lakes, streams, ponds and rivers in my travels and I wouldn’t dare swim in anything.” Skye said as she lifted her shirt off, revealing her rather large breasts and unshaven armpits. She also had a fair amount of hair going in a straight line up toward her belly button, from her waist.

She then dropped her shorts, again revealing a bush that appears to have never been trimmed once in her life. I’m not complaining about this either, as hair on women like Skye had always been a turn on. Sam usually only kept a small patch below and that was it.
Personally I always tried to keep my body hair trimmed, but I was like a bloody werewolf. I could trim or completely shave off my body hair today, and tomorrow it would be back. Fortunately Sam had no issue with this.
“Stay there and watch or come on in” Skye said as she slowly walked in. The water was so shallow it didn’t even reach her waist.

I proceeded to strip, tossing my clothes onto the pile of Skye’s clothes. I went completely under to get water all over myself. After a few minutes of adjusting to the cool temperature of the water, and being naked in front of Skye I just went on my back and floated – looking up at the sky through the trees.
Skye then joined me on her back. As we floated on our backs we kept brushing alongside one another.

We were probably in the water for 40 minutes, more than half of that one our backs looking up and taking in the quietness.

Skye took my hand and walked me to dry land. She then sat down, holding my hand still, pulling at it slightly. I got the message and sat next to her. She scooched over a bit, and the side of our asses now touched.

As I looked around at the trees, Skye's hand grabbed my chin and turned my head towards her. She closed her eyes and launched in for a kiss. My eyes wide open as our lips were together, wondering what I should do...