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The Truck

By: AnxietyAttack150



There really was nobody out at eleven o'clock in this town. Everything was closed. The thought of being a woman, alone in a car in a strange town did not even occur to her; she just took the right at the exit to the airport, and followed the lights on the water tower at the end of this long road. He had said "Next to the water tower." That shouldn't be too difficult she thought, a giant flashing red water tower in the dead of the night.

She pulled into the lot of the three-story brick building.

However, she did not see him, or the truck. Was this the right place? She thought. After just a moment of waiting, she saw the bluish Blazer drive by, and pull into the lot, having seen a few people wandering out of the building; she decided to wait a few minutes before following him, to the back of the lot. No need to make others suspicious or nervous while they're leaving work. 

After driving aimlessly, and very slowly down this same road, killing time, waiting for these anonymous people to get the fuck out of the parking lot, she returned. She took the left into the lot, turned her parking lights on, and drove 5 mph to the very back of the parking area, behind trees and in a spot almost completely devoid of light. His truck was there, she pulled into a space, five or six away from his, and already she felt sick to her stomach. Not a guilty or worried sick: It was him, the effect he had on her, the effect he had always had on her. It was a good sick.

He stood, back against the driver's side door, leaning, smoking a cigarette. Dark jeans, black VANS, orange hat; same rectangular, wire-rimmed glasses. He looked very unassuming, to the untrained eye. This man was silent violence, hostility, impatience, and within all that was a man, she could never say no to, stay away from, or leave.  She thought he looked the same, and completely different, if that could be possible. So much the person that had been gone for so long, and still completely unrecognizable to her in many ways.

She got out, stomach tied in knots, hands shaking, legs weak. She walked over to him, laid her backpack on the ground; he stood there, silently, against the truck.

She turned and walked right up to him, face to face, an inch or so apart; He stared at her, he was only four or five inches taller than she. Broad shoulders, shaved head, perfectly straight white teeth. Yet, when she looked up at him, under his glasses, were these, hazel, golden, strange, no name for the color, eyes of his. She always looked at a person's eyes, to see if they were sincere, or deceitful, kind or evil, but his, only lead her to more questions, she never could see through to him, not all the way.

She looked up at him, her round wide blue eyes scanning his for any sign of what he was thinking; she was starting to say something, to ask him a question, when his hand was at her side and he pulled in close to him, it was not far. It was only one one-hundredth of a second, which they stood so close and did not move, or speak. In that second, she lost all of her sensibility, reason, rationalism; she leaned in, pressed her full lips, against his, carefully, softly. She felt his tongue, tasted him, the little bit of strength that had remained in her legs, in her willpower, was slowly draining. She felt his breath as they kissed; she inhaled him, tasting his tongue, tasting his lips. She could feel his chest rise and fall, as she was pressing him further into the side of the truck.

They could have chatted for a while; it had been several months since their last rendezvous; but he just walked around to the passenger side, opening her door for her courteously, and then closing it after a good look at her ass as she was climbing in. He walked around, to the driver's side door, scanning the parking lot cautiously before flicking his cigarette into the darkness and climbing in, closing the door behind him.

He turned the radio on, some standard rock station, "hits from the 80's, 90's and now!" The radio yelled.

He looked so tall to her, in the driver's seat. He looked out the window next to him, while she sat beside him, legs up feet planted on the windshield. Nobody was in the mood for talking. She took his hand, and placed it just above her left knee, it was the one closest to him. He very lightly squeezed her leg, still looking out the driver's side window. She placed her hand onto of his, sliding it up her thigh, slowly. Her legs were already trembling from just his hand.

She abruptly removed his hand, turned and climbed into the backseat of the roomy truck, and patted the empty seat next to her with her hand, signaling for him to join her. He smirked and followed suit. 

As soon as he was seated next to her, she climbed into his lap. Causing her silky , just above the knee length, black skirt to be all the way up, exposing the tops of her very soft, very smooth thighs, another inch or so and her panties just might have been showing to: he thought. His hands, one rested atop each thigh, hers were running up his shirt, feeling his chest, shoulders beneath his shirt, his hardened nipples, and she felt something, pressing against her very upper thigh and just a bit on her ass, it would move and grow harder when she made the slightest movement, in his lap. She lightly pressed her hips into him, into his lap, pressing her groin, her pubic bone into his growing erection; and because it was impossible for her not to, she was being pulled again into his beautiful eyes; and catching her breath; with a sly smile she said "Hi there."

"Hello." He smiled back

She leaned forward suddenly, grinding her hips into his crotch and practically shoving her tongue through his lips, she kissed him. It was hard, and it was deep and she felt his cock jump to attention as she showed him how she had been thinking of him the last several months while apart. Explosive arousal was nothing new for her or them for that matter. They had this connection, and the sexual side of it, the unending attraction, the intuition, the complete lack of inhibition, the dreams, the timeless afterthoughts and the physical addiction to it, was nothing short of numinous.

His hands were up the back of her black tank top, trimmed in black lace. He was running them over her back, to her waist, feeling her, his tongue still exploring the inside of her mouth. Her smell was intoxicating to him, her presence overwhelmed him, kind of lost in her while she continued to press her body into him, her pussy into the hardening lump growing in his pants, making its way into his pocket from the inside out. 

She squeezed his already hard nipple as she passed over it, frantically feeling every inch of the front of him. They were a little restricted space wise, crammed into one another in the back seat of his Blazer, but they made the most of every inch. She wanted to see him, hard, she had thought so many nights about holding his fully hardened, swollen cock in her hand. She unbuttoned, and then unzipped his jeans, pulling down the waistband of his underwear. His dick sprung out readily, he smiled. She took it in her hand, moving slowly up and down his shaft, pressing her fingers hard against the ridge of the head. He squirmed a little feeling her hands, her fingers, wrapped around the head of his dick, was phenomenal compared to his , in the shower, when thoughts of her spilled into his mind. She continued to squeeze his cock with her hand as she ran her tongue the length of his neck, gently biting his ear, his neck, tasting his skin, so different than what she was use to. When his breath quickened in response to her touch, her hand; her pussy ached once or twice, tightening at the thought of his cock buried deep inside of her. She wanted badly to shove it inside her pussy right then, it was so hard, her hand did not go all the way around the thick shaft as she continues to play with his cock, feeling it throb in her palm. She wanted to shove it in and slide down onto him, his hardened cock, as hard as she could, feel him deep, the head throb against the very top of her insides, the very end of her pussy. Looking at him, his face she took off his glasses, his hat, his whole face was perfect, she wanted him to tell her he was glad to see her, he was wanting her, she wanted him to ask for it, to tell her he wanted to feel her lips, wrapped around him, to put him in her mouth. He was silent, but very responsive. He wanted it; he wanted her to move down his body, to take it into her mouth. The feeling was indescribable it was crazy.

She moved to his side, assisting him in pulling his jeans and underwear to the floor of the truck, not really all the way off. She took his shirt and pushed it up his chest. She took in the vision of him there, fully naked in the view and right there. She pulled down her tank top just exposing her small round tits, and hard pink nipples. Running her hands over her tits once or twice, while she looked at him finagling his pants off. She was on her knees, no shoes, in the seat next to him, she leaned forward, ass in the air, and bent down, kissing his stomach. She ran her tongue close to the base of his by now, very rigid hard on, and up the back of the shaft, stopping where his head met his cock, to lick and taste him, running her tongue around and around the head. It was already taking on a bluish tint, swollen, it made her pussy throb when she looked at it, and she wanted it inside of her. 

He moved her long wavy brown hair away from her face, on the side nearest him. He wanted to see her with his cock in her mouth, he wanted to memorize it. While he watched, he licks and plays with the head of his dick, her tongue leaving his head shiny, and throbbing. His jaw clenched and he looked over at her ass, in the air like that, he pulled her skirt up her thigh, slowly. He pulled it up around her waist; her round ass and tiny black g-string were exposed. 

She softly sucked the throbbing head of his cock into her mouth, stopping just short of the shaft. She rested there, tasting him, feeling his dick twitch and jump with her every breath. 

His hand squeezing and feeling her ass, found its way between her legs, he could feel the warmth before he was there. He teasingly ran his finger firmly down the length of her pussy, well right next to it, rubbing around her swollen lips, making her pussy twitch and contract in response to him, his hand, his fingers being so near. She took his hard on into her mouth in response to him, he gasped for breath quietly. He began running his fingers around her clitoris, full of blood, around it and around it, pressing hard against her bone, engorging her with arousal. She gripped his cock firmly in her hand, stroking him, harder and harder. She went up and down his dick with her mouth, sucking on the head, feeling it push on the back of her throat. He rubbed her clit, hard and pressed into her center. She rocked her hips back and forth across his fingers, her pussy ran with juices, he could feel them in his hand as he grabbed her entire pussy, pressing his palm into her, she grinded her crotch into the palm of his hand, she was moving up and down his cock at a pretty good pace by now. Sucking on it, tasting it, feeling it inside her mouth, she went deeper, and deeper, trying to swallow him. The head of his dick, almost too big for her throat.

He was breathing heavily, and every few seconds a moan escaped him, he watched her, head moving up and down, taking his cock in, out, and back in. The hot moisture of her mouth around him made him dizzy, her lips squeezing him, and then sliding all around him, she would look at him, and her pussy would tingle, watching him, this is what he liked the most to see her, like this. She loved his cock in her mouth, she wanted it, thought about it, dreamed of tasting it, licking it, holding it inside her mouth while it explodes. She stopped for just a moment, to give him a second to recover his senses, or what he had left of them anyway. Still stroking him, he grabbed her forearm, warning her not to move, he was close to cumming, and hadn't much with holding power left. How could he, thinking of her, wanting her, and then her mouth around him, he wanted to cum, but played the game with himself, torturing himself, making him wait for it. 

He slipped the tips of two fingers just inside her pussy; she gasped and she clenched his fingers involuntarily, not moving, her thighs trembling. He was moving his fingers just the tiniest bit, in and out of the very opening to her pussy. She moaned, and took his cock into her mouth, taking him all the way in, deeply, swallowing around his head. His body jerked forward a little, a little sound escaped him as he felt her throat close around his cock. He slid his fingers deep inside her warm pussy, feeling it wrap around them, her legs were shaking. She was running her mouth tightly up and down his throbbing huge hard on, faster and faster while she fucked his hand, his fingers moving in and out of her wet cunt while she was trying to get him off with her mouth.

His breathing grew shallow and rapid, and her hand rested on his stomach, feeling his muscles tense up, feeling them jump. He would pull his fingers from her dripping pussy every few seconds and rub her clit back and forth, in circles, until like a tiny tornado in the deepest part of abdomen she felt it, swirling down into her pussy from above, pulling from all her stomach muscles, her nipples ached in unison, as he fucked her with his fingers, rubbing her clit. She swallowed him again as she let go of her tension and began cumming around all of his fingers, pulsating, squeezing her thighs to feel him in her, her mouth watered, she told him she was cumming, oh please not to stop, she was cumming.

He couldn't bare to hold it in any longer, hearing her say that, his cock in her mouth, his fingers buried in her cunt up to his knuckles; he was drowning in blissful confusion, overwhelmed, he put his hand on the lower part of the back of her neck, and he pushed her into him, she pulled his cock deep into her throat as she took in all that was spilling out of him. It jutted out in spurts, hot, down her throat. She felt his cock jerk, and swell with every forceful release of fluid; she continued to slide up and down him, swallowing every drop while she was trying to breath and maintain composure while he was making her cum with his hand. 

She continued to suck him practically dry, until he was twitching and his body was jerking, the aftershocks were a nightmare, he pulled her off, taking his fingers from her wet pussy; She kissed his neck, his chest, they were both covered in a sheen of sweat, catching their breath, he kissed her moist skin, tasted the salt on her neck from her sweat, he was breathing next to her ear. "You know what's going to happen next time I come out on break, don't you?" he asked her teasingly; She smiled, she still wanted badly to fuck him, to feel him, the heat of his hard cock inside the walls of her pussy, swollen around him. She could do this repeatedly, please him, taste him; she wanted him, addicted to him. 

After they dressed, and he smoked a cigarette, he went into work and she waited quietly in the truck, pondering in great visual detail what would happen when he came out on his next break.

She thought she might prepare herself... 

The Truck



It was warm outside so the cool air of the truck felt good on my slightly damp clothes. I had unbuttoned my shirt halfway and the cusp of my cleavage pushed out across the top. I feel you glance at me and smile at the vision that I know you are getting. I trace my hands down the line of my shirt absently thinking about your hands doing the same. I undo the next button and glance over at you. Your having a hard time concentrating on the road as you watch the little show being displayed before you. 

I want to give you a closer look so I move to the middle, straddling the gear shift and causing my short skirt to ride high onto my thighs. I rest my hand upon your thigh as my other hand moves down to release another button. My silk bra is very visible now as I shift towards you and I smile at the seductive look in your eyes. I begin my decent to the last button and pull my shirt apart fully exposing my lacy bra. I can feel the heat flowing from between my legs and move your hand to touch me. Instant wetness meets your fingers as you gently graze the cotton line of my panties. I move to your zipper and hesitate, making sure that it is okay to proceed. You make no move to stop me so I continue. I can feel your cock straining against the zipper as i slide it down. I move to take your belt off and you slide forward to allow me. 

I work the button of your pants down and I can feel your cock begging to be freed from the confines of your underwear. I want to feel you, to taste you so I pull your cock out through the flap of your underpants and slide my fingers up and down your shaft. You are very hard by now and you twitch every time my fingers hit the sensitive underside of your long shaft. I pull back and reach for a bottle inside my purse. I rub a small amount of heated massage lotion on my hands and begin to work it into the tip of your cock, letting the warming sensations work its way through your skin. I can tell you are enjoying this and move to turn up the sensations. I add a drop to my tongue and slowly encircle the head of your cock tasting the cherry mixed in with your masculine scent. I reach one finger down to touch my wet pussy and moan into your cock at the feeling. I can feel my body tingling as i slide my fingers up and down my slit, letting them barely touch my clit. The heat of the massage lotion is driving me crazy. 

I want so bad to ride your cock and begin licking you clean and my fingers as well now mixed with my own juices. Mmmm, I smile seductively and kiss your soft lips. I move away and rise up to straddle you, letting the tip of your cock rest at the entrance to my dripping wet pussy. I let you slide up and down my lips soaking you in my juices. My eyes lock with yours as I make one hard downward thrust and bury you deep inside me. I pause at the shockwave of pleasure that pushes through me threatening to shake me apart. 

I want so bad to speed us both to an orgasm but then again I don't want it to end either. I begin to rock back and forth slowly grinding into you, causing you to bury your face into my shoulder. I know you are close from the attention your cock received earlier so I work slowly letting both you and I build up. The pulsing of your cock sends ripples of pleasure through me and I feel myself beginning to reach the edge. Your hands move to caress my breasts through my bra and you pinch them both as you thrust up into me. 

I lose it and my orgasm sends me shuddering on your still thrusting cock. I feel you let go, your teeth connecting with my shoulder, and a tremor flows through me with each jet of hot liquid pulsing out through your orgasm. I pull back and look into your sated eyes, kissing you again as we both come down from our rides. Reluctantly I slide off your lap and lay back in the seat letting the air cool my newly heated body. That was fun. I smiled as we both move to put our clothes back together.



The Truck Driver



I always wondered whether or not I would truly enjoy seeing my wife with another man. I knew that mentally it excited me, but if it were to really happen, would I be able to handle it afterwards? I guess the answer is yes, as I am sharing this story and we are still happily married…

Even though I am only 30, when I was younger, I always had fairly liberal girlfriends. So when I met my wife and later married her, it was a constant frustration for me as she was not as open to some of the sexual positions I had grown accustomed to in my younger years. It probably took about 2 or 3 years before she would try the things I thought were important in a relationship, such as blowjobs and fucking from behind. And when she finally got more comfortable over time, these things didn't happen as often as I hoped they would.

Nonetheless, things would soon change. Little did I know that a vacation would change her forever! And little did I know it would be with the help of a complete stranger…

So there we were, stranded on the side of the highway at 7 o'clock at night. The traffic was so scarce, that we thought we were going to have to sleep in the car for the night. We were getting a bit hungry, and all we had in the car were 24 Vodka coolers we bought before we left home. We had a cell phone, but it was completely dead thanks to my wife not charging the battery that morning like I asked. We figured that because it was a holiday weekend, most people were already where they needed to be, and weren't traveling the highways.

We started drinking the Vodka coolers as there was nothing else to do or eat. We needed something in our stomachs, even though we knew they would go straight to our heads with no food to eat with them. Nonetheless, we each had about 6 or 7 over the next hour and a half. Now it was starting to get dark. The odd car went by every 15 minutes or so, but nobody was stopping, not that I would have either. But to our eventual surprise, along came a big rig truck with no trailer on the back. We could tell that he was slowing down, and he ended up stopping about a hundred feet ahead of our car, not even taking the time to pull off to the side of the road.

Both my wife and I ran up to the passenger side of the truck and I climbed up the foot rails and starting talking with the truck driver through the window. He asked where we were headed, and I told him we were not from around here and just need to get to a hotel for the night, and get our car towed to a service station to be looked at. He told me that he could drive us to a town just before the turn-off to his destination. He said he couldn't call on his CB radio because it broke the day before. Given that we were desperate and had been waiting almost 3 and a half hours with no other offers, I agreed and he unlocked the door and we climbed in. It was only about 10 minutes later that things got strange.

The truck driver started asking my wife weird personal questions, who not wanting to offend the generous driver, answered to the best of her ability, without sharing too much information. I noticed her looking at me a couple of times as if to say "does he really expect me to answer that?", and yet after some silence, she surprisingly did. My guess is that she didn't see the harm as we would never see this guy again anyway, and he did not even know our names (not to mention she was ¾ drunk from the Vodka coolers). I myself didn't even feel the need to stop the guy as my own mental state was less than perfect.

And then it happened! He looked my wife dead in the eyes… "Has your husband ever made you cum so hard it gushed out of you"? My wife looked over at me with shock and a little bit of fear, and before I could even say anything, the truck driver said "I'll take that as a NO"!

"It's possible for all women to do it you know" he said as he sat back in his seat.

"I don't care. This is an inappropriate conversation to be having" my wife replied.

"I'm sorry, but aren't you just a bit curious how it would feel?" he asked.

At that point the truck driver sat forward and looked at me. He could tell his question had ME curious, even though it appeared to offend my wife. And unfortunately, my wife could tell was curious too.

"Are you actually interested in what this guy is saying?" she asked me with a strange look on her face.

"I would be lying if I said no." I replied. I thought a slap across the face would soon follow. But to my surprise, she just stared at me for a moment and then turned to the truck driver.

"I'll play along with you idiots" she told him. "So what's your secret for making a girl cum?"

"You're not listening" he told her. "It's not just a regular orgasm, you actually squirt cum from your pussy."

"That's impossible, girls don't cum like that!" she replied. "Guys blow their loads because they have balls!"

That's when I piped up. "I think she's right. Women don't have the equipment to make cum, so there is no way they can squirt. You have been watching too many fake porno movies dude."

"I don't pretend to understand it, I just know it is possible because I have made lots of women do it" he replied.

That's when he pulled the big rig over to the side of the road. My wife began to laugh and asked him "Are you pulling over to demonstrate, or to pee."

My mind was racing a mile a minute. I couldn't believe she asked him that! And I couldn't get the images out of my head of my wife cumming so hard that she would milk all over the place! My cock was rock hard as I thought about it. She could tell by looking at me from the corner of her eye that I was aroused. My heart was beating louder than the radio, waiting for the truck driver's response.

"I'd gladly demonstrate but I'll need a volunteer" he said with a serious look. The truck driver peered over at me and he could tell I wanted her to do it, but at the same time he could tell that I was afraid of the process, and how I might react. "And just so you know, it's all in the hand… I don't need to fuck her…" he told me, trying to set our minds at ease.

I could tell my wife was pondering the situation. And to this day I'm not sure if it was the alcohol, her knowing I was excited by the idea, the fact that she did not have to have sex with him, or a combination of the three.

"Alright hot shot" she said, "Show me!" She gave me a look as if to say "you asked for this, I hope you can handle it…" Then the truck driver turned toward me and leaned against the driver door. He told my wife to turn around and lean her back against him. Now we were getting somewhere. I felt a little sick inside with the anticipation. I looked at the truck driver, as my wife was lying against his chest, both of them facing me. She was slouched down a bit and he had his arms around her chest. By this time it was very dark out, but the moon was bright and the dim interior lights of the cabin were more than bright enough for the pending show.

He started to move his hands down my wife's chest and over her tits. He kept working them down and used his left hand to tug the front of her pants upward. My wife was wearing gray cotton stretch pants that were tight on her legs and ass, but stretched more than enough to let his hand in. I was on the edge of my seat, not knowing whether to stop them or let them continue. It's a good thing we were both drunk or I probably would have lost it.

With his left hand holding her pants away from her pussy, his right hand had swept down across her pubic hair, and even though I could not see his hand anymore, I could tell his fingers had entered her. She began to move around a little as he rubbed her clit. He was clearly skilled with his hands, and you could tell my wife thought so too. She began moaning a bit, and the crotch of her pants was getting a little wet with her juices. All I could see was the shape of his fist under the front of her pants as the stretchy material conformed to the exact shape. He continued moving his hand up and down, in and out.

My wife was trying to hide from me the fact that she was enjoying herself. Even though she was drunk, I could tell she was worried about my ability to cope. But she soon gave in to the pleasure, and could no longer spare my feelings. She started licking her lips, biting her bottom lip, and moaning deeper and deeper, the same way she did when I was screwing her in our bed at home.

She put one of her arms above her head and reached behind the truck driver's neck. She was bracing herself for the ride. I decided I wasn't getting a good enough view at this point and put my hands on her hips and started to slide her pants off. I pulled them down to her ankles so she could spread a bit more. And with that the truck driver's left hand was free again. After he got it wet from her pussy, he moved it slowly up to her tits, leaving a glistening trail of wetness I could see in the dim light. He continued up her neck, over her chin and slid his middle finger into her mouth. She started licking and sucking his finger as if it was a cock. I was hoping she was imagining my cock not his.

Then the truck driver said "It's time…" And he started moving his hand differently in her pussy. My wife started moaning and bucking her hips violently. I could tell she was on the edge.

"Oh my god!" she screamed. "That feels so good!" and she used her free hand to grab the truck driver's wrist and started thrusting his fingers into her pussy.

"I found her g-spot, and that's the secret" he said to me. "I could make her cum right now if I wanted to."

"Make me cum, make me cum now" she moaned. My wife and I didn't even notice during her thrashing that the guy had undone his pants and zipper.

"But what do I get?" he asked her. "Shouldn't I get something out of this?" He was starting to rub his cock against the cheeks of her ass and her inner thigh as she laid sprawled across him. Occasionally I could see it poke up between her legs. It was getting covered in her juices. I bet it felt like he was fucking her, even though he wasn't. My wife reached between her legs and starting grabbing at his dick but she was still bucking up and down from the pressure he was putting on the inside of her cunt with his fingers, and it slipped from her grasp each time. She knew he was in control. But he remained good to his promise, as he hadn't fucked her or even tried to. He had a lot more control than I would have in his shoes.

My wife was seriously enjoying herself now. He kept bringing her to the edge and then easing off a bit. It was driving my wife wild. I got the impression that she would have let him do anything, even things that she wouldn't let me do! And a few minutes later I realized I was right!

"I'll do anything if you just let me cum!" she moaned and whispered over and over. They were now talking as if I wasn't even there. "Just finish me off p-l-e-a-s-e!" And with that, he really started flicking his fingers in her pussy. I could see her skin rise in the front of her pussy and it looked like he was going to poke through from behind her pubic hair. She was still thrusting his hand in and out, and his cock was still popping up now and then between her legs. With each downward rub I knew he was sliding his dick through her ass cheeks, simulating the feeling of a fuck. Her juices were providing the necessary lubrication.

All of a sudden my wife looked at me with a face I have never seen before. It was a face of extreme pleasure and fear of the unknown. She pulled his hand out of her just in time for the milky white flood of cum to pour out of her. There must have been a quarter gallon of cum gush out of her with quite a bit of force. It went about 3 inches in the air and some landed on her pubic hair. The rest ran out her pussy and down the cheeks of her ass and thigh, covering his dick with white slime. I actually came in my pants from the sight of it all.

And then I realized he knew what he was doing all along. He had my wife lean against him for a reason. Once her milky cum covered every inch of his average sized cock, he slid it upwards and rubbed it on her clit. She went wild again and some more cum flowed out of her. On his down stroke, you could tell he was going to take his reward. His cock came back upward against my wife's anus. The head of his penis pushing against the opening of her ass. The white slime served its purpose and his cock broke through with little effort. My wife moaned deeper than I have ever heard. This was a new experience for her as she never let me enter her ass. Her eyes closed and she started taking deep breaths.

The truck driver pumped her ass only 5 or 6 times before pulling his cock out. You could tell her tight ass was too much for him. She reached down in front of herself and grabbed his cock with her hand and began to jerk on it. It only took 3 or 4 strokes and the guy blew his load into the air His cock was pointed up and towards the two of them and his load landed mostly on her stomach, but the first shot actually went up past her face and drops of cum were on her cheek and neck. He used one of his hands and scooped his cum from her stomach and slid it up her chest, over her tits and into her mouth.

I was mortified. If I was lucky enough to get an occasional blowjob from my wife, she never swallowed my cum. She always pulled away just before I blew my load. And yet I was watching another guy fuck her in the ass followed by her swirling his load around in her mouth before swallowing it down. Licking each of his fingers clean.

She clearly had the biggest and longest orgasm of her life. But more would soon follow as I learned the technique soon afterwards. From that night onward, my wife did anything asked. I controlled her by not letting her cum until I was getting what I wanted, each and every time.

My only recommendation to those of you who learn to make your wives or girlfriends squirt cum is to make sure you have a spare set of sheets ready for when you are done! 



The Truck Driver



Last summer my husband and I went to a friend's wedding upstate. It was about a two hour drive each way and so we were prepared to spend some time alone in the car.

The ceremony went as planned, the bride was beautiful, the ceremony itself was very romantic. I found myself getting a little aroused by all the love in the air. 

It was a rather small affair and being as we had to drive so far back home, we didn't stay too very long. We headed home in the early evening. 

On the way home, I was still feeling rather aroused and so I was starting to tease my husband, very subtly at first. We started to hold hands then before long my hand was on his leg, slowly tracing his thigh muscle with my finger nail. Up and down his thigh, creeping slowly higher with each pass towards his swelling hardness. 

I looked to him with a sly smile and slid my hand so that it was now on his zipper. With a wink, I unzipped him and pulled out his semi rigid erection. Before he could say a word I leaned over and immediately drew his pulsating member into my warm, waiting mouth. I licked and sucked him so teasingly he was almost begging for more. 

We still had well over an hour left of our drive and so I was in no hurry. I licked him slowly from the base of his cock all the way to the tip and then back down again.

He was squirming in his seat , then he let out a little gasp and just said one word, "Please."

I giggled because I knew what he meant, and in one smooth movement I had all of him inside my mouth again. 

This time there was no teasing. I began to suck him harder taking him deeply into my mouth, sucking and slurping him. It didn't take long and I could feel his body tense.

He moaned, " Here it comes," and filled my mouth with his hot load. After I cleaned him all up, I just looked up at him and smiled. 

He said "Now it's your turn, why not undress for me?"

"Here in the car? What about the trucks? They'll be sure to see ." I said.

My husband just smiled and said, " So we give some lonely trucker a nice little show and something to jerk off to later."

At this point I was too horny to argue and so I unzipped my dress and slipped it off over my head, leaving me just wearing my bra, stockings and heels. I put the seat back so as not to be too obvious about what we were doing. The last thing I wanted was to be arrested! 

My husband had me put my feet up on the dash board and spread my legs, giving him full access while he drove. It wasn't long before his magic fingers had me aching for more and more! I was getting so wet that I could feel my juices flowing down the crack of my ass which was just making me hornier. I started to beg him to find somewhere that we could pull over and find a little privacy. I just had to have him inside of me! 

He laughed and said, "Well someone is a little impatient this evening. "

Just then a big truck passed us and the driver honked his horn at us. I immediately turned beat red which my husband thought was hilarious. He hurriedly turned his C.B. radio on. 

I asked, "What are you doing?" 

He smiled and said, "I just want to see if they will say anything." 

Another truck was coming up on us, hubby said, " Spread your legs wide and give him a smile." 

I was so embarrassed but turned on by the thought, so when the trucked pulled next to us I did just what he asked and spread my legs wider and smiled at the truck driver. 

The truck driver didn't pass us! He stayed right next to our car just looking at me. I wasn't sure what to do, I was turned on but a little scared too. 

My husband laughed, " Keep going! He obviously likes what he sees. Give him a real show! Show him how you like your pussy played with."

I realized that I was in no danger and so I relaxed and put the seat back a little further, giving the truck driver an even better view of my love box and began to play. I was getting hornier and hornier but couldn't seem to make myself cum.

Just then the CB crackled and a man's voice said, "Now that is one fine piece you have there, very nice." 

I jumped then realized it was the truck driver talking to us!

My husband grabbed the microphone and said., "Yeah she is. You have no idea."

The truck driver retorted, "No but I sure would like too." 

I asked, "What do I do now? Should I keep going because if I don't have an orgasm soon, I may lose my mind!"

My husband laughed and said, "Of course then keep going!"

I continued to play while my husband and the truck driver talked about how hot I was and what it was like to have me, but still I could not get myself over that edge into oblivion. I needed to feel a man inside of me and that's what I told my husband. 

" Let's find somewhere to pull over okay? I really need you bad!"

My husband laughed and said, " Sweetheart as much as I am turned on right now, I may need a little more time to recover completely before I can give you what you want," he paused and his grin got even bigger, " but I have another idea. " 

He returned to the C.B. and asked the truck driver if he knew of any remote areas that we could go. The man told him of a place just a few miles down the road.

I curiously asked, "What are you planning?" 

"I'm going to get you what you want. Just not from me. " He slyly replied. 

I wasn't so sure. We had never been swingers or anything of that nature. I hadn't been with anyone else for a very long time but the thought had made me even wetter!

I asked, "Are you sure about this?"

He thought about it for a minute and said "I never thought I'd say this but seeing you get nailed by a strange cock would definitely be a huge turn on!" 

He agreed to follow the truck to the remote area. 

Within minutes we were pulling off the main highway onto a smaller obviously much less used road. I began to get nervous and so I picked up my dress to put it back on but before I could, my husband said , "No don't! Stay just like you are now." and we saw the truck pull off the road into what looked like an empty rest area. 

My husband pulled the car along side the truck and said, "Wait here a minute." and got out of the car.

I watched him walk around the truck, and a few minutes later he returned, smiling and opening my door, "Come on." he said, "You're about to get your wish." He took me by the hand and led me to an old picnic bench just off of the pavement. 

I then saw the truck driver walking up to us. He was not a bad looking man but he wasn't what I would call gorgeous either. He was tall, average weight, with salt and pepper black hair, and had big beautiful brown eyes. 

He never said a word. He just came up to me and started kissing me very gently while caressing my breasts. I looked over at my husband who was just watching with a huge grin on his face. Seeing my husband so pleased relaxed me and just like that I was completely into giving my husband the show of his life! 

I reached to the man's crotch and started unbuckling his belt as quickly as I could. Then I immediately went for his jean's button and zipper. I was not going to wait any longer! I pulled him right out of his underwear right away. He had a nice hard five inches or so; just touching him made me quake in the knees.

The truck driver then took me by the arms and spun me around so that I was now leaning on the picnic table displaying myself to both him and my husband. He placed a condom on his erection; took hold of my ass cheeks, spread me wide open and immediately plunged his entire length into me. I started to cum immediately. My husband was smiling and watching but he kept his distance. The truck driver pulled almost all the way out of me and then quickly plunged back in, he continued this over and over never making a sound. 

Five minutes passed of his endless pounding before he started to grunt. He then grabbed my ass cheeks much harder and began to cum deep inside of me. I could hold out no longer and I followed him down the road of ecstasy. 

As soon as we both stopped cumming we all decided it would be best to get out of the area just in case anyone called the police on us and we said our quick good byes and returned to the car. Once on the road I quickly got redressed. 

When my husband and I returned home we decided to take a shower and go to our own bedroom for some more fun. We never made it to the bedroom.

As soon as we started the shower, we started talking about what had happened. We didn't even get all the way wet before my husband was as hard as a rock and I was on my knees in the shower sucking him into my mouth once more. 

He then told me to stop and stand up. He had me face the shower so that the water was streaming down my back and over my ass. He then entered me in the exact same position that the truck driver had just a short while before. As he pounded me in the same way he started to speak. He talked dirty to me knowing that I love that. 

He said, " Is this how you like it? This is what he did that made you cum huh? You like that don't you? I enjoyed watching you cum on his cock!" Pounding me as he talked. Soon we were both moaning loudly as we came together. 

We continued our shower and went to bed, knowing that we were just building up for another round before our children returned home the next day.



The Truck Driver



It had been a funny evening for Linda and Gary. They'd recently begun a new game, an amateur sort of prostitution. It had all started when Linda's boss had made a play for her, and she'd told Gary that if she did go along with it, she'd make him buy her some nice clothes, or a piece of jewelry, at least take her out to dinner at a good restaurant. This planted the seed in Gary's head, if she'd do that, why wouldn't she take money for sex? This excited him, so he started to bring it up during quiet moments at home, saying that they were already involved in the swinging scene, and she had had sex with several different men, why not do it for money.

Linda thought about it, and one evening, when he brought it up again, said, "why not?" So at first they tried picking up men at bars, but were such novices that they never found the right guy or if they found someone interested they didn't know how to ask for money. A few times they ended up in a motel in a threesome, which they both enjoyed, particularly Gary, who loved to see Linda with a strange man humping between her legs, but so far she hadn't been paid for sex.

This night they'd driven a little farther from home, to a bar in Vallejo, thinking they were less likely to meet people they knew, and maybe it would be more fertile ground. Gary went in to check it out, and there were several men who looked likely, so he went back out, told Linda to come in in 15 to 20 minutes, and went back in. He didn't want people to think they were together, but wanted to keep an eye on things to make sure she was okay – also he was intrigued by the idea of watching men hit on her.

He was sitting there with a drink when Linda came through the door then went and sat on a barstool, and ordered a drink. There were three men drinking, all watching her, especially as she got up on the stool, showing some thigh. Her skirt wasn't a mini, but short enough to show a lot of her lovely legs, while covering the tops of her stockings. She didn't really like to wear a garter belt, but this came with the outfit, Gary insisted, and with heels and a see through blouse gave her that look of an elegant courtesan.

"Nice stuff." The man sitting beside Gary muttered.

"Sure is." Gary replied. "Have you seen her here before?"

The man said he hadn't. They went on discussing Linda, and his friend said he thought she looked great but that she was probably a hooker. Good, he thought, that's what he wanted.

"I don't believe it." Gary said, "What would a girl like that be doing working in Vallejo? She could make a lot more money in San Francisco."

The man he'd been talking to left, and now Gary could see Linda better, and saw that one of the men had moved up to stand in front of her, and had put his hand on he knee. He strained to hear what they were saying and he heard the man say. "This is the first time you've been here then?"

"Yes."

"What is it, a tragic love affair, and you came here to drown your sorrows?"

"No, I just like to get out and meet new people once in a while."

They went on chatting, meanwhile the other man had moved closer behind her and was joining in the conversation. As they talked Guy 1 had moved his hand up her leg, but on her skirt.

"What this bump?" He asked, looking down at her skirt.

"That's the thing that holds up my stockings."

"You're wearing a garter belt?"

"You're getting pretty personal, but yes I am."

Guy 2 joined in. "I thought those things went out when panty hose came in." 

"Yes mostly, but sometimes they're more convenient. That's enough about my underwear, what sort of shorts are you guys wearing?"

Guy 1. "Boxers."

Guy 2, simultaneously. "Jockey shorts." 

There was more chatter and joking, and the men had bought a couple more rounds of drinks. Now Guy 1 was sliding his hand up under her skirt, and as he turned to retrieve his glass his hand went all they way up to her crotch.

"Hey! Stop it! That's enough, take your hand out." Linda told him laughing.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to do that, but you do have nice soft thighs."

"Yes that's what all the men say, and I think you did mean to do it."

"Well, yes perhaps I did." Guy 1 laughed.

"But what were saying about going to a motel?" Linda went on. 

"I just said that it would be fun if the three of us went somewhere away from other people, like the guy there who's been watching us." And he nodded toward Gary.

I better be more discreet, Gary though, but this was getting exciting, and Guy 1's hand was under Linda's skirt again, but just under the hem. How was she going to handle the money, he wondered. The men were really getting warmed up, and he could see a paid threesome developing.

"Well that might be exciting, but could you afford it?" She asked him.

Guy 1. "Well Motel 6 isn't very expensive, and I'd charge it."

" I wasn't referring to the cost of the motel, I was talking about me."

"You? You want money for sex?" This was the first time the word had been used, let alone with money.

"Yes, for sex. That's what we've been talking about, isn't it?"

For the first time the guys had nothing to say.

Then Guy 1 said, "You want money if we have sex? Doesn't that make you a prostitute?"

"Well whatever you want to call it. Why should I let you have it or nothing? If you want sex badly enough, and I think you do, I want to be paid."

More silence. Then Guy 1 again, "How much?"

"$100 each."

Guy 1 "How much money you got, buddy?" he asked his friend.

Guy 2 fished out his wallet. "$46, that's all."

"And I've got about $50. I can charge the motel, how about that, a two for one deal?"

"Sorry, no sale." And she glanced over at Gary for approval.

Guy 1 sat for a minute then told her it was too bad this came up, because they were having so much fun. His hand was still under her skirt, and she agreed while she put her hand on top of his to stop it going further.

Finally he said, "How about we go out to my car and I give you $40 for a blowjob?"

"Okay," she said. And as she slid off the stool her skirt slid up over the top of her stockings.

She followed him out and after they got into the back seat of his car, he grabbed her and started to kiss her. She responded at first, but then his hand slipped up under her skirt again, so she kept her legs crossed as his groped for its target.

She pulled back. "I think that's enough, I thought you wanted me to give you a blowjob." And she started to unzip his pants.

"Don't I get a little foreplay?" said Guy 1, as he still tried to force his hand between her thighs.

"Hey, you've had your hand up my skirt all evening. That's enough foreplay." 

"Just let me touch you." He pleaded.

"I tell you what." She said. " Hand over the $40 and you can touch me for a few minutes."

He jumped at the opportunity and fishing out his wallet handed her two $20s which she tucked away, uncrossed her legs and moved them slightly apart. His hand moved quickly between her legs, found the mark, and in no time his finger slid into her as started to work on her clitoris. This was a mistake, she realized as they kissed, tongues chasing around inside each other's mouths, because she was starting to get hot. She couldn't handle it any longer, she'd have to stop him or let him fuck her.

"That's enough." She said, as she slid his hard cock out through his zipper, and caressed it lightly with her hand. She lowered her head into his lap as he continued to grope her. The head of his cock with dripping and she licked the juice off. He moved his hand from her crotch to her breast, fumbled to undo her blouse, so she unbuttoned it for him, then undid the catch in the front of her bra. That was nice, the feel of his hand as he caressed her breast and squeezed her nipple.

She was enjoying the taste and feel of his rock hard cock in her mouth. She was treating him to her best, most thorough, blowjob, and if there was one thing she was good at it was sucking a cock. It seemed to Linda that he was holding off for a long time and her jaw was starting to ache, when suddenly he gave a couple of loud grunts and she felt his sperm hit the back of her throat. He grabbed her head and held it tight.

"Swallow it bitch. Suck me dry." He muttered through his teeth, and she was forced to swallow his load.

When he was satisfied that she'd taken it all he let go of her head.

"That was great, we'll have to do it again some time."

"Well I'm glad you liked it. Call me some time and we'll do it again, or more if you're up to it." And she handed him her card, as she wiped her mouth with a Kleenex.

As they came back into the bright lights of the bar, every one looked around.

"How'd it go?" Guy 2 asked.

Guy 1 stuck his fingers under his friend's nose. "What do you think?" and they both laughed.

"Gotta go." he went on. He kissed Linda on the mouth. "Bye, see ya." As the men left together.

Linda got up and left a few minutes later, and in about ten minutes Gary said, to no-one in particular. "I guess the shows over." And he went out too.

Linda was waiting in the car, and they drove off.

"What do you think?" He asked.

"Not bad." She said. "At least we've broken the ice."

"How was he after you were alone?"

"Well, he did try to have sex, he had his hand up my skirt and was messing around. I had to stop him or I'd have had to do it."

"Well, I'll have to make it up to you." Gary said.

They drove on toward home on the freeway, and Gary had his hand up her skirt, caressing her thigh, and looking forward to getting her home. As they passed a truck he suddenly said. " Quick pull up your skirt and pull down your pants for the truck driver."

"What?"

"You know, the truck driver game."

"Oh, okay."

As they passed the truck and ran along beside it, Linda pulled her skirt up, panties down to show the driver what she'd got, while Gary turned on the interior light and honked the horn.

The truck driver must have looked down, because he honked his horn too, as Linda waved up at him. Then they pulled ahead of him and pulled off at the next off-ramp. Gary drove into the Shopping Center close by, and parked near the back. He wanted Linda now, but as he parked he heard the roar of a diesel engine, and realized the truck had followed them.

Gary sat in the car a couple of minutes. Linda asked him what he was going to do.

"I'll see what he wants. Maybe you can make some more money."

He got out of the car and went over to the driver's side.

"Did you like what you saw?" He asked the truck driver.

"You bet! Is she hot?"

"If you've got $100, you can find out"

There was a moment's pause while the driver checked his wallet. "Sorry, all I can spare is $45."

"She's yours, I'll go get her," Gary answered.

He went back and told Linda the truck driver was going to have her for $45. 

"It's supposed to be $100. I'm not going to do it for that."

They argued for some time, until finally she agreed, and she walked over to the truck. The driver said to come over to the passenger's side, and as she climbed up the ladder, Gary got very horny, looking up at her legs. But first the truck driver had to be taken care of.

The driver saw him waiting and told him that he could come up on the driver's side if he wanted, so he climbed up. When he opened the door and the light came on he could see that she was already sitting on the driver's lap and they were kissing. The driver was feeling her breast, so she undid her blouse, then her bra so he could feel her naked tits.

The truck driver had had a late start from Los Angeles and was supposed to reach Seattle at ten o'clock next morning. Then this had happened, a car passed, interior light on, and the woman pulled up her skirt to show him her pussy. It had to be a whore, he thought, and he could use a piece of ass, so he followed them into the parking lot. She was pretty good looking and went for the $45 he offered, and here they were, her on his lap, kissing him. He'd got laid before on the road, but usually it was at a bar at a truck stop. This was the first time he'd picked up a woman on the freeway.

Gary watched the truck driver working at his wife, his hand now up her skirt, feeling her, caressing her. Gary was really excited and couldn't wait for them to get up on the bed in the back of the cab. That came next as the driver pushed Linda off his lap:

"Take your panties off and get up on the bed." He told her.

She pulled her skirt up, panties off, and she threw them to Gary as she kicked her shoes off and jumped up on the bed. The driver pulled his shoes and pants off quickly and jumped up beside her. Without any preliminaries he pushed her flat on her back, pulled her skirt up and slid his cock into her, and she gave the deep sigh she always gave when a cock first penetrated her. Gary watched them on the bed in the back of the cab, as the driver started to move up and down between her legs. She was enjoying it and making the noises she always made, which he could hear above the throb of the idling diesel.

It was "Yes, yes...........oh....oh....oh God that's good....." And so on. Was it an act he wondered. If so it was an act with him too, because that was what she said when they had sex.

"Oh sweet, sweety.......so good........yes, just there.........that's so good."

Her legs gradually rose higher and higher until they were spread wide and pointing at the ceiling. It was dark back there, and all he could really see was her white thighs outlined by her black stocking tops and the black line of her garters, with the truck driver's white ass moving rhythmically up and down between them.

Gary enjoyed the fact that, while it was dark, occasionally a car's lights would light up the cab, and he was sure they could see the truck driver fucking Linda in the back of the cab. His cock had been hard continually since he'd been there and he had taken it out because it was dripping and he didn't wan to stain his pants. In fact he was so hot that he was sure if he just touched the head he'd come.

The man was pounding away at her, fucking her hard, and from the moaning, groaning and gasping, she loved it. Then he started to move faster, until suddenly he gave a series of hard thrusts and grunts, then lay still on top of Linda. They lay locked together, Linda's legs wrapped around his back, enjoying that warm contented feeling people get after good sex. Suddenly, the driver pushed her legs away and said he had a schedule to meet and rolled off her and down on to the floor.

Linda lay there for a minute, then rolled off reluctantly on to her feet and put her shoes back on.

"Hurry up, I've got to get going." Said the driver.

Gary was already climbing down the ladder, all he could think of was having his turn with his wife. Linda turned to follow him, then remembered.

"Hey, where's the money?" She asked.

"Okay, here you are." The guy said, pulled out his wallet and handed her $45.

Gary was waiting at the bottom of the ladder, and as she came down slid his hand up her skirt (her panties were in his pocket) and felt her warm wetness. As the truck roared away he bundled Linda into the back seat of the car, and plunged his face between her legs. He smelled her natural odor, the sweat, the man's cologne from her recent encounter, and he had to taste her! He started to lick feverishly and she moaned with pleasure. As usual, she hadn't made the man wear a condom, and as he licked the juices flowed out of her and down his chin, which just added to his pleasure.

Then he was on top of her, even though it was tight in the car, he couldn't wait to get home and was soon humping away at her vagina. It was very sloppy, but the slop just inspired him, as it reminded him was what he'd just seen, and the fact that she was now a real whore. 

He whispered in her ear, "You've been paid by two men tonight. You're a real prostitute now, my love." And the thought made him come and squirt deep inside her, as they both groaned with pleasure.



The Truck Drivers



This is a fantasy story. It is not meant to be technologically correct or any of that. It is just a story! It does, however, contain some rape and some anal sex. So if you don't like to read about that, then leave now, Please! Go read one of my other stories.

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My name is Alfred and I drive a truck, semi tractor-trailer, long haul. My truck is a Peterbuilt, with a king sleeper on it. I am a young 37 year old from the southeast USA. I was born and raised on a farm, but have no desire to go back to that lifestyle. Don't get me wrong, farming is probably the most important profession in the country, but it requires a lot of money, and a heck of a lot of work. It is a good clean life. But I just have no desire to be one anymore.

Anyway, after high school, I joined the Army and did my 3 years and got out. Between the Army and the farm, I think I can drive most anything on the road. I love traveling and I love driving a truck. My tractor is a big red one with an American flag on both doors, and a Bald Eagle on both sides of the sleeper. Yes, I am a patriot. 

I tow a 53 foot long trailer that is refrigerated. That makes for a long rig when you combine the length of the trailer and the tractor. But that's ok, I can handle it!

While I was in the Army, I got married to a very nice little country girl from Alabama. She was as hot as any woman you've ever run into, until about a year after we married. Then she turned on the cooling system in her body and it got right cold around my house. We had bought a small 3 bedroom house down in South Georgia, close to both our families. When it got so cold there that I couldn't take anymore, and after numerous counselors, I told her to take the house and everything in it and shove it where I couldn't shove anything anymore!

But the year before we married and the first year of our marriage, we had a wild sex life! We did everything. We even did a little "swapping", but that was done out of town with people we'd met on the net. There was not a place on the floor, or on any major piece of furniture that we hadn't fucked on! We experimented in every way we could think of, could find on the net or in magazines. We had a wild time. But then, within a period of about 6 months, she turned into a cold fish. No explanation. "Just don't touch me!"

That's when I got this job as a long haul driver. (Before I had been a local delivery driver.) I love this country. It is so beautiful! Even if it is being seen through a windshield. I have met some fantastic people, and some assholes too. I have made stops with layovers of one or two nights and had lots of fun all across this nation.

Riding up high as we do in the trucks, we also get to see a lot of people doing things they shouldn't be doing while driving, and a whole lot of exhibitionists!! Damn, I love those gals that show it all off! I've had them (women) flag me down as they pull along beside me on an interstate and just want to give a blowjob to a stranger, or fuck a stranger. Well, that's fine with me!! I'll take all I can get!

Every now and then, the company will assign us an assistant driver, or alternate driver. Especially if we are carrying a load that needs to be on the other coast "yesterday". That is so we can run non-stop till we get there. Sometimes we will take on a trainee driver that needs some road time, and we'll get on a long stretch of Interstate and let the trainee drive. They even made the mistake of giving me a female trainee one time a couple of years ago. That load was late getting to its destination. I think we had sex in about every rest stop we came upon! Damn she was a good one too. I still see her once in a while. And she loves to catch a lonely driver on the highway and wear his ass out in a rest stop. Lucky devil!

Let me tell you a story about one time, about 8 months ago when I was carrying a load from Florida to Montana. I had with me an alternate driver because we needed to rush this load. When you are going diagonally across this great land, sometimes there are not any connecting interstates to transfer you from one East-West route or North-South route to another. That is to say, if you are traveling east to west, many times you have to take 2 lane highways to move from one interstate to another further north. Like in a grid, got it?

Anyway, my name is Alfred and my alternate's name was Tony. Tony was one of the good guys. About my age and experience and we got along well together. 

We were traveling on of those 2 lane blacktops one night, it was getting late, about 9:30 PM. We were a good 8-10 miles out of town when we passed a SUV (Explorer) sitting on the side of the road. Well, being the nice guy that I am, (I was driving at the time) I slowed down to see if anyone was in the vehicle in case we could help someway. There was no one in the vehicle so I continued on. We went maybe another mile or so and my headlights picked up two people walking ahead. As we got closer, I said, "Tony, look at this!! Man check that ass out as she walks! And that little bitty skirt too! Shit, I'd like to have some of that Tony.' I geared her down and hit the air brakes and the man turned and stuck out his thumb. Great, just what I need. A damned husband too. "Tony, jump over in the back. I want some of that ass man!! Damn she is fine!" Tony crawled over into the sleeper and closed the curtains.

I rolled to a stop and the man opened the door and asked if they could get a ride to the next gas station, town or whatever was ahead. I said "Sure, climb on in!"

He stepped back to let his lady enter the truck first. You know men, they have to be by the window. So she got to sit next to me. That skirt was so short and her legs so damned fine. The rest of her was just beautiful! She was a beautiful lady, with a 'to die for' body and she was dressed to tantalize! She stuck out her hand and said "Hi! I'm Karen and this is my husband Frank. That damn Ford back there is ours! Lost all electrical power in it. We still have another day of driving before we get home. Damned cars!"

"Hi there! I'm Alfred. It is probably another 30, maybe 40 miles to the next town or truck stop, or anything."

I jerked the gear shift back into first and started it rolling. When you are toting a load like we were, it takes a few minutes to get up through the gears. I'm sure you heard them, starting off from a traffic light or whatever. Seems like every 5 feet they are changing gears again. Well, Karen's knee was right close to my gear shift, so I just kind of slapped at the gear shift, letting my arm and hand fall back to rest against the "seat" (if she hadn't been there). So my hand hit her knee after ever gear change. Frank groaned and said "Honey, why don't you move your knee out of his way so he can change gears?" Karen never said anything, so I went with it!

I told them both, "Hey, there's a king sized bed right behind you if you feel like a nap. We are going to be a while getting to civilization. So help yourself.!"

Frank said "Well, I certainly appreciate it, and I am tired, so I'll take you up on that offer!"

"Honey, I'll just stay here and watch ... Alfred ... drive! I have never been in a big rig before! This is exciting to me!"

Of course when Frank got into the sleeper, he found Tony there and Tony had a gun on him. Frank was tied up and gagged so he couldn't make any noise. Then he was laid against the back of the sleeper.

In the meantime, after Frank went to the back, I gave them a couple of minutes back there, then I just rested my hand on her knee and started sliding it north, along her gorgeous thigh toward her wonderful pleasure spot! She just smiled and whispered "Be careful now." Then she spread her legs a little bit and reached over and rested her hand on my thigh. I kept going further north, till I could feel the edge of her panties.

"That should be far enough honey. We can't do anything here anyway. But I'll keep you awake if you like!" She rubbed around on my thigh a minute, till she found my hard cock and started rubbing it.

"Ummm It feels good! How long is it Alfred?"

"Oh, I guess about 7 or so inches. But it is well educated too!" I said, smiling down at her beautiful face. I worked my fingers around till I could rub the front of her panties. She closed her knees when I touched her panties.

"That's as far as you can go Alfred. I'm married and my husband is just right behind us! Besides, I don't mess around on him, please understand." She whispered.

"Oh I understand. Yes Maam." I kept rubbing her panty covered pussy and soon she was squirming a bit for me and she opened her legs a little.

I knew that just a few miles up here was one of those 'wayside' parks where you can stop and eat on a picnic table, but there are no restroom facilities. So that was going to be where I fucked this beauty. She was just so freaking beautiful! And sexy as hell in that short skirt, high heels, almost transparent top, her hair was done up nicely and her make-up was flawless.

"How long have you two been married honey?" I asked.

"Almost 9 years now! He is a good hard working man and he takes good care of me. We love each other a lot!" She said, smiling.

I came to a curve that I recognized and started gearing down to slow us enough to stop in the wayside park. I pulled over and shut off the headlights and locked the brakes down.

Karen's eyes got big and she slid back from me and said "Alfred, what's going on? Why have we stopped?"

"Well, lady, we stopped because it is very difficult to fuck and drive at the same time! I'm sure you can understand that."

"NO!! No Alfred. You can't do that. I won't let you! I don't want to fuck you or anyone else! I'm married! ... Alfred! Please don't do this Alfred!" Then she started crying. She covered up as much of her body as she could with what little she had on. "Frank? Frank? Come and help me Frank!"

I slid over in the seat a bit, got her by the hair and pulled her head to me. I tried to kiss her but she wouldn't open her lips so I bit them a little bit. She opened them then and I slid my tongue in and soon she was playing with it with her tongue. My left hand went to her tit and started massaging it and pinching the nipple. She tried to push my hand away, but I am stronger that she is.

I broke the kiss and said "Karen, take your clothes off darlin'. And make it quick. I am on a time schedule here and don't have all night to argue about this." I was still holding her hair.

"No Alfred. I won't let you fuck me. Only my husband can do that. Don't you have any respect at all? Alfred, if you want me that badly, you are going to have to rape me. I will not give up easily either. But you are bigger and stronger than I am, so I know I will loose. But Frank will wake up and probably kill you! He's very jealous!!"

"Oh he has good cause to be jealous honey! You are gorgeous!! Any man with warm blood in him would want to fuck you! But I said to take your clothes off honey. See, when I drop you off in town, you might want to have some clothes on. If I have to take them off you, I am going to rip them to shreds. Understand?" I had her hair and pulled her head back with it so that she was looking up at me. "Now either you take them off, or I do. Your choice bitch!"

She started crying harder and started unbuttoning her blouse. Then she folded it and laid it on the seat. Then her bra came off. Good grief what a pair of tits!! She was a heavy C cup, with just a touch of sag to them, with half-dollar sized areolas and nipples about a quarter inch in diameter and a little more than a quarter inch in length. They were just begging to be sucked on, and sucked on hard! I reached and got her left one and pulled her to me and sucked it into my mouth and bit down on that nipple. She yelled out and I sucked it and bit it again. Then I slapped her once, not very hard. I said "Now shut the fuck up with the crying. I'm just going to fuck you, not kill you!"

She opened her skirt and pulled it off and sat there looking at me, with her panties still on. Very nice, hott lace, black panties like I had seen in Victoria's Secret ads on TV. I said "Oh, you want me to take those off for you baby?" She reached and pulled them off and dropped them on her clothes. She had just a little strip of hair above her beautiful wet pussy! Gawd I want to eat her!! She is so sexy!! She could sit on my face till the cows come home!!

"OK, get up on your knees and bend over that back of the seat. You can look in on Frank while I fuck this wet pussy."

"NO! Please Alfred, Please. Let me suck you off and then let us go, please?"

"Oh you are going to suck me off honey, but first, I am going to fuck you and fill that wet pussy with my cum!!! Now get up there like I said!!" She got loud crying again and as she turned facing the back of the seat, I slapped her ass as hard as I could, since I was facing backwards to her. It wasn't that hard though.

She yelped like a little pup being spanked and then got in position. I reached over and turned on the lights in the sleeper. 

Karen saw her husband lying there on the bed, all tied up and gagged. She cried out "Oh god no!! Please!! We haven't done anything to you to deserve this treatment! Please Alfred, Please. I'll be good. I'll do what you want, just don't hurt us, Please."

Then Tony moved. He was against the cab in the corner and she wasn't expecting anyone else to be there. She screamed out again. "Oh no!! God above, save us!! Two of you!!" Frank was shaking his head 'no' and she was crying as I pushed my hard cock into her wet pussy from behind. She cried out again and tried to move away from me but she couldn't. I slammed all the way into her. Then I said, "Tony, can you find something back there to put in this bitches mouth to shut her up?"

Tony had a nice sized cock too. His was about 7 inches but just a bit thicker than mine. He grabbed a hand full of hair and guided his already hard cock into her mouth. She tried to squirm away but Tony held her tight. Then he started pumping in and out with me and Karen was finally getting fucked good by two strangers.

Frank was in tears but it didn't matter. We fucked her for a few minutes and then I pulled out and said "Get your dumb ass back in that sleeper bitch, so we can fuck properly. And while you are getting in position, you can take out old Franks cock too. I might let you suck him too!"

Karen got over in the middle of the bed and I re-entered that hot wet pussy. Tony again shoved his cock into her mouth. I looked over at Frank and ..... Well.... Old Frank had a good sized cock on him too. It was as hard as a steel beam and just throbbing. His eyes were big and teared up and he shook his head now and then as if to say "NO DON"T DO IT BABY!" But she couldn't help it. I was going to have me some of this great pussy for myself!

In a few minutes, I was almost ready to cum and I said "Tony, you want some of this hot pussy? I want her mouth man. Trade places with me, OK?" We both pulled out and changed places and I shoved my cock in her mouth and started pushing into her throat. She started gagging. "Goddammit bitch, take this cock! I know you can take it all. Look at the cock on Frank. I know it's been in your throat! Take it and suck it right, or I'm going to hurt your beautiful head!"

She opened up and down her throat I went. Tony was really plowing into her pussy too. Karen was starting to get into it now. She was moaning and humping on Tony's cock and she had one hand on mine, working it. 

"I'm going to cum bitch, don't you miss a drop. I don't want this spunk on my sheets! You got it whore?"

She nodded her head as best she could and I grabbed her ribs and tits and started pulling her harder onto my cock. Fuck she was good at sucking!!! "Here it cums baby , take it all now!!" And I arched my back and shoved my cock as hard as I could into her throat and she took it all. She held me there till I was drained.

I fell over sideways and looked at Tony and he was pulling her hips hard against him and getting ready to shoot his load in her too. I looked at Frank and he was sweating and his dick was throbbing and then he shot off all over my bed!

As soon as Tony finished shooting his load in her, I grabbed her hair and said "Do you see what your husband just did to my sheets? He shot his load all over them. Now lick it up. I don't like sleeping on wet sheets!" I shoved her face down into Frank's cum, and she started licking it up. I crawled around behind her and started spanking her ass good and hard. She was yelling "OUCH!!" OH That hurts!" STOP! PLEASE! You've already fucked me, why are you spanking me now?" Then I began to rub her ass all over her cheeks and down between her legs and over her sopping wet pussy. I spread the wetness up over her hot little asshole and began to finger her there. She started crying again and begging me "Oh Alfred please baby, not there! You can fuck me again, I'll suck you again, just don't put anything back there! I've tried it and it hurts so much .... Please Alfred, Please don't!"

"Tony, you want some more mouth, or do you want this ass back here?"

"Well, I think that next I want some of her throat, like you just had. I want to feel it going into her belly when I shoot this load into her." He reached over to the side and opened his toilet article case and tossed me a tube of 'personal lube' and a condom. Then he reached over and got Frank by the belt and pulled him over closer to us. He slapped Karen's head and said, "Alright bitch, since you ware so worried about your Frank, you can jack him off while you suck me off." 

I greased up my cock, squirted a little more into her ass and worked my fingers in and slid my cock into her hot, wet pussy and pumped her a few times as I worked two fingers and then three fingers into her ass. She protested the third finger and I spanked her some more and then shoved three into her anyway. In just a couple of minutes she was getting into it. She started pushing back against me. I pulled my cock out of her pussy, slipped the condom down over it, greased it up good and shoved it into her ass. She groaned loudly and shook all over. "Tony, keep her quiet, will you?"

Tony shoved his cock into her mouth and slapped the back of her head and said, "Take it all whore. Damn you sure do love cock, don't you bitch!?"

She was trying to nod her head yes, but she was impaled on his big cock. Her right hand was slowly jerking ole Frank off. He was lying there with his eyes closed and tears on his cheeks.

Poor old Frank was just lying there, getting his cock jerked, as his lovely wife fucked us hard and fast. His poor old cock was as hard as it could get and he couldn't even touch it! We were going to make him loose it again, and I would make sure our dear Karen sucked it out of him too!

I said "Tony, I know you want to fill her belly, but how about letting dear old Frank there watch her take at least one spurt of it? I'll let him watch as I cum on her back too! And if he gets close before us, let her suck him dry and then finish us off, OK?"

I was getting close to cumming. I slapped her ass cheek and said, "Karen! Listen to me now. I am getting ready to fill your hot little ass with my cum. What I want you to do is, as soon as I pull out, you cover your pussy and ass with your hand, and I'll get your panties. I want you to keep this cum inside you till you get home, understand?" (Nothing.) I slapped her ass and said "Do you understand me bitch?"

She nodded her head yes and continued to suck on Tony. Poor old Frank's ass was vibrating he was so horny! I slapped her ass again and said, "Karen .... Karen, reach over there and suck Frank off. OK?"

She reached over with her left hand and found his body and then worked her way down to his cock. She started rubbing it up and down and it only took a minute and he groaned loudly and Tony pushed her head over there so she could catch Frank's cum.