I found my goth angel at the Dollar General, just before they closed. Just a few miles from our motel, right on the two-lane highway in rural Alabama. She was wandering the aisles slowly, picking up mascara and lip gloss and other little things, obviously shoplifting. We were the only customers in the store, but the sleepy kid behind the register was paying her no attention, despite her round ass jiggling in her short black skirt. Lilith was wearing a leather jacket too, and black leather high heeled ankle boots. She was curvy, with her hair in black braids, her long black fingernails touching her full lips as she looked around suspiciously. Lilith wasn't very good at shoplifting! She couldn't have been more than eighteen years old, with pale, creamy skin and big green eyes.
I love goth girls! First of all, I love trashy and cheap women, and goth girls always have that for me. I watched Lilith for a few minutes. The black mascara, the tattoos on her arms and legs, the piercings, it was all a turn-on. In fact, my cock was already hard as a rock as I approached her.
"Here, let me help, darling," I told her. Lilith looked up at me, startled. At first glance, she didn't seem too bright, and I noticed that her tongue was pierced. My cock twitched. Those green eyes were gorgeous with all that black mascara.
"Help with what?" she protested, looking around wide-eyed. Lilith looked delicious up close, with her beautiful white skin and black hair. Her lips were really plump, and her tits were obviously huge under that black leather jacket. Of course she was driving me wild now!
"With the things you're stealing," I answered. I took a gift bag off the wall and opened it. "Put your things in here," I ordered, holding it out for her. She looked confused, apparently unsure what was going on.
"I'm not a cop, and no one's coming," I told her. "Come on. We have to go." Lilith obeyed, and emptied her hands into the bag.
"That's a good idea," she grinned, and took several lipsticks from a plastic display case. I held out the bag, and she added those. She studied me closely, and seemed to like what she saw. I loved that she then bit her lip. She looked ready for what I had in mind, which was to drive her to a motel and fuck her silly.
"Here, let's get a few more things," I moved to the next shelf, and dropped a box of large condoms into the bag along with a large bottle of lube. Lilith reached in front of me, and took another box of ribbed condoms off the shelf and dropped them into our bag. She had long, black nails. My cock was throbbing.
"Good!" I told her. "Are those your favorite?" Lilith gave me a blank look with those gorgeous green eyes, and just smiled. "Let's go." We strolled together to the front of the store. The clerk was sitting behind the register, his eyes glued to his phone.
"Have a good night," I nodded, and he nodded in return without looking up. "Go," I ordered Lilith, and we stepped out into the hot, humid night air. "Which car is yours?"
"I walked here," she said, giving me a sassy smile. "Maybe you could give me a ride?" Lilith bit her lip again.
"I would love to give you a ride," I smiled back, and led her to my convertible.
"I love your car," she exclaimed, and climbed into the front seat next to me. I introduced myself while I started the car. "Hi Dakota," she purred, "I'm Lilith." She crossed her legs, and I appreciated the snake tattoo that was visible above the lacy top of her stocking.
"Lilith, where do you live?"
"Over in Buckton's," she replied, as I put on my turn signal.
"Where's that?" She told me that it was a trailer park about a couple miles down the county road. Lilith walked a couple of miles in those stilettos? Whatever.
"Do you live by yourself?" I asked. Please say yes, I thought. Or with a girlfriend or a sister.
"No, with my daddy," she answered. Damn! "This is really nice," she yelled, as I accelerated onto the two-lane road. Lilith scooted across the bench seat, closer to me. I put my hand on her thigh and gave her a firm squeeze.
"Let's not go there, then," I replied.
"What?" Lilith looked bewildered. "Okay? Um, why not?" She didn't seem alarmed, but she really did seem like a bit of a dope.
"Give me your hand," I commanded. I could almost feel those long nails digging into my back. I took her hand and put it on the bulge in my jeans. "That's why."
Lilith gasped, and pursed her lips, but didn't remove her fingers. I continued driving, and Lilith gave my cock a squeeze and ran her hand along its whole length. Several minutes went by as Lilith stroked my bulge. "You're big," she finally purred, looking at me and biting her lip. "So where are you taking me?" I had her!
