0 comments/ 53827 views/ 7 favorites The Truckers By: Patrick_B76 This was supposed to be her senior year in high school. Things were supposed to be better. Jody was supposed to be getting along with her mother better. They lived together alone and had a tumultuous relationship. They were constantly fighting about this and that. Her dad had long ago disowned her because he had found out a few of the local boys had run a train on her one drunken Saturday night. Everyone knew about it by the Monday afterwards. It was a small town. This was when her father kicked her out and made her move in with her mother, who lived an hour away in another town. More of the same would happen at her mothers' house. At first Jody began to blend in well with her new schoolmates. She made new friends and was able to stop drinking and using drugs for a couple of months. But that all faded when Jody fell in love with a 27 year old man she met at the mall. She began to lie to her mother so that she could go to his apartment, she would sleep over and tell her mom she was at a girlfriends house. She was able to get away with this until she found out she was pregnant. Her older boyfriend wanted nothing to do with her then and her mother went ballistic with rage. Distraught and nearly broken, Jody ran away. She was able to catch a ride to Des Moines from a school friend and had enough money to get a cheap hotel room for a couple days and eat decently. The money soon ran out and Jody found herself running out of options. She wasn't about to go home so something drastic was in order. On the other side of the highway from her hotel was the Big Ninety Truck Stop. It was a sprawling complex with a huge convenience store, dozens of fuel pumps, an arcade, trucker showers and a diner. Jody had decided to sell her ass before she would go back to her mother with her tail between her legs. She took her last five dollars and crossed the highway to the Big Ninety and found a comfy booth in the diner. Each booth had its own TV, so Jody flipped the channels while she waited for the coffee she ordered. She had put down two cups before she was finally approached. A man in his late thirties or early forties with a face full of whiskers and cigarette dangling from his mouth introduced himself as Bill and asked to sit with her. "You look a little young to be here by yourself this time of night." Bill said. "I'm old enough to do whatever I want." She replied. "I've been 18 for two months." "I noticed you when you came in. I've been watching you, how come you didn't order any food?" "I'm not hungry." "Sure." He said as he exhaled a thick cloud of smoke and mashed the cigarette out into the ashtray. "So you just came here to drink coffee and tease all us truckers?" He asked. "What do you mean?" Jody asked back. "You know what I mean. A sexy young thing like you, sitting all alone, looking bitter, but also inviting. You do know a lot of women come to truck stops to make money? They know us truckers are lonely sorts who usually have more money on them than they should. Horny old men and money and sexy young girls like you go well together." He studied her reaction. Jody squirmed in her seat a little and broke eye contact when he looked at her. "So what is your name, darling?" Bill asked. "Danielle." She lied. "Well, Danielle, do you need some money?" "If you want to give me some you can." Jody tried to be smart. "I want to give you some Danielle, but I need something in return." "I'm no virgin, Bill. I have a room across the road." "How much?" Bill asked. "What do you want to do to me?" Jody asked. "I want everything, baby girl." Bill said. "$200, up front." Jody replied. "How about $150?" "Fine, $150. I'll be in room 113. Be there in an hour." Jody said as she slid out of the booth. "Take care of this, too." She slid the bill for her coffee in front of him. "No problem, darling." Jody left the diner and hurried across the road back to her hotel room. She went to the bathroom and started the shower. She went to the bed and opened her suitcase, pulled out her best pair of bra and panties, a black lace set, with push up bra and thongs panties. She laid them on the bed and jumped in the shower, washed quickly, dried off and slipped into her panties and bra. She was drying her hair when there was a knock at the door. Jody looked out the peep hole and saw Bill. She opened the door and he came in, but to her surprise three other men were with him. They were off to the side where she couldn't see them through the peephole. "What the fuck is this?" Jody said. "Calm down honey," Bill said "I was waiting to come over and ran into my buddies. I told them what I was up too and they want some. I figured you'd be happy since you need the money. We do this all the time." "I don't know about this." Jody said, feeling very vulnerable in only her underwear. "Honey, we'll each give you $500 for the night. That's $2,000 Danielle." She quickly thought it over, this was a deal too good to pass up. Two hours of sex with men she would never see again for $2,000 made it easy for her to agree. "I'll do it. But no rough stuff." "Let me introduce you to my friends. The big fella right there is Charlie, he doesn't talk much." Charlie was well over six feet and over two hundred twenty pounds, easily. Jody hoped he wouldn't crush her. "This here is my good friend William. He usually goes by Bill, too, except when we're together. William's the cocksman, he's got a big surprise for you." William was probably around the same age as all the others, early forties or so. He was rather good looking for a trucker. Clean shaven, average build. "And finally, this is Roy. Roy brought the drugs." With that Roy, who looked to be Mexican or some sort of Latino, reached into his pocket and pulled out a Crown Royal bag. He set it on the table and took a seat. Out of the bag came a razor, a straw and a bag of cocaine. He began to cut it up into lines. "I'm going to run out to the car and get some booze." William said. Roy offered the straw to Jody; she took it and snorted a line. William returned with a bottle of Jack and everyone passed it around, taking pulls off the bottle. Jody quickly began to get intoxicated. "Let's get it going honey, you've got some horny guys here." Bill said. Jody turned on the television and found MTV. They all sat in chairs while Jody began to dance to the music. They all lustily followed the movements of her young, firm body. Her long brown hair came down to the middle of her back. Her d-cup breasts stood firmly, even when she removed her bra. Her nipples were erect. Their eyes soaked in the milky white skin, her tight round ass and large breasts gave her a sexy hourglass figure. She looked like she should be pained on a World War Two bomber. She was stunning. Bill ended the dance by standing up and stepping to Jody. He pinched both her nipples and then twisted them. Jody became more turned on. Bill cupped and squeezed her breasts, then licked and sucked her nipples. When he bit them she cooed. Her pussy was getting wet. She couldn't' believe how turned on she was becoming. None of these men were attractive to her, but the depravity of what she was about to do really turned her on. Big Charlie was soon standing behind her, feeling her ass. His hand slipped between her cheeks and slid under her thong, he rubbed her slit hard, it hurt a little but also made her very hot. He was getting her clit. Then Charlie slipped one, then two fingers inside of her. Her pussy was getting so wet she could feel the moisture gathering on her inner thighs. Roy was back into the drugs and William was still in his chair, his cock out. Bill was not lying. William's cock was easily 8" long and quite thick. "Get on your knees, girly." Bill said. Jody quietly dropped to her knees as Bill and Charlie took off their shirts, unbuttoned their pants and took them off. "Slide my drawers down and suck my cock." Bill demanded. "Charlie, too." Jody slid both men's underwear down. She had one cock and each hand and Bill was the first one she licked. She licked it all around the head then slipped it into her mouth, making it shine with her spit. Then she moved her mouth to Charlie's cock. Charlie's was small in relation to his body size. It was probably 5". It looked odd on a man so big. Jody didn't care. She was so drunk, stoned and horny that she'd fuck anything with a dick at this point. Jody continued going back and forth between the two, both were rock hard. Bill told her to get on the bed, on her hands and knees. She did as he asked. Bill got on the bed behind her. William stood up and took Bills place. Jody could barely get her hand around his huge cock. She jerked at Williams prick while she sucked on Charlie's. She moaned hard as Bill slipped his cock all the way into her. Bill was about 6" and slim, but it felt like heaven to Jody. She instantly came as Bill began to pump her pussy, his loose handing balls slapped against her clit. The sensation drove her mad with passion. She dropped her head and shoulders onto the bed and fucked back into Bill as she came again. Bill slapped her ass hard. "Get a cock in your mouth, girly." Bill said as he slapped her ass harder. Jody got up again and William pushed his big cock into her face. Jody used both hands to balance on the bed and could only use her mouth. William rubbed it on her cheek and mouth, Jody licked at it then finally caught it in her mouth and got as much of it in her as she could. Bill fucked her harder and faster, her pussy was burning, she came again just as Bill let his load fly inside of her. In he intoxicated state she had forgotten about condoms. That thought wouldn't cross her mind till the next day. Bill slipped out of her and laughed about how tight she was as he walked to the table to sit with Roy and do more drugs. Jody lay on the bed on her back; it was now Charlie's turn. Charlie climbed the bed and Jody spread her legs. Charlie put them on his shoulders and pushed his cock into her. Jody went back to sucking Williams cock as Charlie fucked her furiously. She had a slight orgasm when Charlie also came inside her, with what seemed like two liters of sperm. William took his turn getting between Jody's sweet thighs. She grabbed her knees and spread as wide for him as she could. This was the biggest cock she had ever seen and she expected it to hurt some. It did. William was anything but gentle as he plunged into her with all 8", bottoming out her tight pussy. Jody moaned with pain and pleasure. Her pussy was stretched to the extreme, tightly gripping the huge beast ravaging her insides. "Your cunt is so tight, it's almost hurting me." William said. "oooh, it hurts. Not so hard." Jody said. Williams slowed his pace a little; Jody's pussy began to stretch to accommodate his girth. The pain slowly went away and was replaced with a burst of pleasure from her pussy she had never felt before. It wasn't an orgasm, but a continual feeling which this huge cock was making her feel. William took his cock out of her and the suction effect cause a loud flop to explode from her. She was soaking wet. "Lay down, I want to ride that thing." Jody said. William lay on the bed and Jody straddled him, she held his cock and positioned her pussy over the head. She slowly slipped it in and then gently sat on it. Soon she had almost all of it inside of her. She smoothly bounced up and down on the beast, rubbing her clit, William pinched her nipples. She came hard. Unbeknownst to Jody, as she was enthralled with Williams cock impaling her stretched pussy; Roy had taken off his clothes and got on the bed behind her. Her first clue came when she felt his finger tickling her butt hole. Roy pushed on her back and she was now directly face to face with William, her breasts pressed against his chest. William pushed into her; she came again with Roy's finger in her ass. Bill was back on the bed kneeling next to William; Jody took his cock into her mouth without thinking about it. She tasted her own pussy and traces of his cum. Her head was swirling with passion. Roy was now squatting above her ass; he aimed his cock at her ass hole and slowly pushed it in. Jody's ass was a virgin and the new penetration was painful, but nothing compared to Williams first pounding of her pussy. Roy was considerably smaller than William. She lay still on top of William as Roy slowly began to explore her virgin ass with his cock. He slowly stroked in and out. She had to take Bill's cock out of her mouth in order to breathe; she felt a powerful orgasm coming on. "I'm going to cum." William said. Jody didn't reply, she just lay there, filled with cock, breathing hard and moaning softly. Williams cock erupting inside of her sent her into orgasm, her body shook and she instinctively began to milk Williams's huge cock. The added motion brought Roy's cum shooting deep into her ass as she was coming. Roy pumped her ass as he emptied his balls into her. He finished and pulled his still stiff prick out of her ass. Jody slowly rolled off of William, his now half hard cock flopping out, making a squishing sound in the process. Jody just lay on her back, trying to collect herself as her head spun from the many orgasms she had just had. After ten minutes or so she sat up in the bed. William was still next to her and the other three were back to the coke and the Jack, laughing about the gangbang they just had. Jody joined in on the drugs and booze. She ended up fucking them all again an hour later. Roy and Charlie departed and Jody was left with Bill and William. They stayed the entire night. By the time they left in the morning, Jody figured she had taken around ten cumshots inside of her pussy and ass. She was paid before Bill and William left, then she showered long and slept. A couple of days later she was able to rent a nice apartment and get an abortion. Luckily for her an STD check came up negative. She felt dirty about it afterwards, but still turned on as well. In the end it worked out for her, she was able to get her new life on the right track. The Trucker's Compensation Disclaimer: The following story is an entirely fictional work based on fictional characters for adult entertainment. It includes details of no real people or events. * The sign along I-80 read fifty miles to Joliet, which meant there were only eight hundred and thirty more miles to go before reaching Jersey. Ashley had wanted to see her parents over the holidays and he knew that the trip would be long and boring. Jason had a fear of flying, which meant this extensive car ride was his own doing. He and Ashley had been dating on and off for a few years and had just recently started taking things more seriously. She had asked him to meet her parents over the holidays and he had reluctantly obliged. He was not the type of guy that wanted to spend his time off in a cozy, family setting. However, several blowjobs later, he was driving down an empty highway at two in the morning. He looked over at Ashley and couldn't help but admire her sleeping figure curled up in the passenger's seat. Her golden hair glistened in the light of oncoming headlights, and was matched only in luster by the shimmering of her gloss coated lips. He was proud of her beautiful looks and he felt lucky to have her to himself. Reaching out, he ran the tips of his fingers over her warm face. Jason remembered the first time they had met. They were both in college, taking a course on modern art. Ashley was painting some kind of conglomeration of nude bodies and parts, when Jason had noticed her gleaming blue eyes over the canvas of his own project. He immediately commented on the awkwardness of her work, but it sparked a discussion that led to coffee. By the end of the night, they were half nude in the backseat of his car, lusting for more. From then on, Ashley was in Jason's life. They dated and broke up several times, always getting in ridiculous fights over inane things. The sex was what always brought them back together. Jason knew how to please Ashley in every way and she submitted to all of his desires. Jason was incredibly controlling and could make her do anything he wanted. She did many things with Jason that she would never have even thought of doing with her previous boyfriends. He was constantly coming up with ways to provoke and incite her sexuality. While in their apartment, Ashley was not allowed to wear pants or panties. She was only permitted to wear thongs or go nude when roaming through their small living space. She cleaned, cooked, and studied wearing nothing below the waist. At first, she had disagreed and thought Jason was making a joke. It came as quite a shock when Ashley found out that Jason had taken all of her pants and regular panties to a hidden lockbox. She was furious at first, but when left without options, she learned to deal with it. After all, Jason found it pleasing to have her prance around their abode with a bare ass. Perfectly round and full, it accentuated her shape and made her look damn good in a lacey black thong. Jason had told Ashley that it was his favorite part of her body. Jason leaned back in his seat and let the memories flow through his mind. However, they were quickly interrupted by an unidentifiable sound coming from the engine. "What the hell?" Jason thought as the startling sound clanked from his vehicle. He was still in control of the car, but he noticed that all of the dashboard lights were out and that the vehicle was gradually slowing. He pushed up on his blinker and swerved quickly to the shoulder of the road. The car had been traveling at seventy miles per hour, but was now moving at about twenty. It rolled along the roadside for a few seconds, and then came to a complete stop. Adrenaline was rushing through Jason's head, but the whole event hadn't even roused Ashley. She lay there, still sleeping. Jason wasn't sure what to do, having no knowledge of how cars work or ever what was wrong. He tried to start the car several times, but there was no response; just a slight whirring sound when he attempted to turn the key. It was a cold Illinois night, but Jason knew he had to try something. He bundled up in his coat and exited the car. He raised the hood and looked down at many different mechanical parts that were absolutely foreign to him. He had no clue where to even start. Jason looked up at the sky and could feel the chilled air freezing his face. What were they going to do? Jason looked off in the distance and could see headlights rushing in his direction. Should he try to flag them down? Without thinking, Jason frantically began to jump, his hands raised and waving. It was a large eighteen wheeler plowing over the asphalt at a maddening pace. Jason heard the screeching of brakes as the gigantic machine attempted to slow. The sound was deafening and stirred Ashley from her slumber. The semi stopped roughly thirty feet from their car and pulled off onto the shoulder. A large man stepped out of the truck and Jason grew nervous. "What's the problem?" the man yelled from the darkness. His features were indistinguishable due to the lack of light. "We're stuck out here on the highway and I'm not sure what's wrong," Jason replied with a bit of tension in his voice. "Well let's have a look," the man hollered back. A bright light illuminated from the trucker's hand and his face became visible. He looked to be in his early thirties, with a bald head and a thick goatee. The trucker approached the car and fiddled with a few things under the hood. He checked the oil and other fluids. He asked Jason to try to start the car and when the trucker heard the whirring sound, a grin formed on his face. "I'm going to back the truck up. All you need is a jump," the trucker explained. He backed the truck close to Jason's car and pulled a set of jumper cables from a small compartment on the side of his rig. He matched the negative with the negative and the positive with the positive. The trucker then asked Jason to start the car. With a loud spark, the engine came alive. The trucker removed the cables and pushed down the hood. It was then that he saw the pretty girl staring attentively from the passenger's seat. All of the commotion had awakened Ashley and she was still dazed, trying to catch up with all she had missed. At first she was frightened, but then she saw that Jason was getting help and felt slightly better. When the trucker replaced the hood, he couldn't help but gaze into Ashley's blue eyes. The light from the small lantern was enough for him to make out her lean body and appealing facial features. The lantern light blinded Ashley and she raised her hand to shield her eyes. "Thank you so much," Jason said to the trucker as he extended his hand in gratitude. "No problem," the trucker responded. "However, I'm going to need some type of compensation for what I did here." Jason dug in his back pocket for his wallet, knowing that he had no cash on his person. "I don't have any money," Jason answered nervously. He prayed that the trucker wouldn't decide to beat the shit out of him. "I just lost thirty minutes on my route," the trucker angrily explained. "Now I'll be over my road time when I reach the next weigh station, which means I'll have to break for six hours. You understand?" "I'm sorry. I didn't know that you..." Jason stuttered. "I'll tell you what. I noticed that you have a fine seat cover inside there. How about you let me take her up into my cab for a good show, then I'll let you folks be on your way?" the trucker inquired with a sly grin. "Are you serious?" Jason asked. "I sure as hell aint joking," the trucker laughed. "The way I see it, I did you a favor and now you gotta do me one." "I don't think that can happen," Jason tried to explain while looking down at the ground. "If it doesn't happen, then I'm going to leave your dead ass on the side of the road and fuck your girl without your consent," the trucker clarified. Sweat was forming on Jason's brow and he felt stirrings from below. The idea of his beautiful girlfriend fucking this stranger was wickedly turning him on. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and paced back to the car. "Don't drive off boy!" the trucker yelled, following the young man. "I will run your ass off the road!" Jason poked his head into the car and looked at Ashley. "Are we ready?" Ashley innocently asked. "No. We're not," Jason hesitated to reply. "What's the matter?" she questioned, observing the sweat dripping down Jason's face in the freezing cold weather. "The trucker wants to take you into his cab," Jason answered. "Why?" she asked. "Why do you think?" "He wants me to have sex with him?" she said with a shortness breath. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought. "He wants compensation for helping us and he said we're both dead if we don't give him what he wants." "Maybe I can talk to him," she said opening the passenger's side door. Jason hastily reached down to feel his erection growing in his pants. Ashley left the vehicle and crept toward the trucker. She was wearing a grey hooded sweatshirt with blue jeans and flip flops. It wasn't very sexy, but perhaps that would work in her favor. The trucker stood more than a foot taller than her 5'10 frame, a real hulk of a man. "So you've agreed to come up in my cab?" he asked gingerly. Jason stood closely behind Ashley and awaited her response. "I don't think so," Ashley answered. "I'm sure there is another way that we could compensate you, other than me fuc..." "No," the trucker interrupted. He walked to the passenger's door of his truck and raised himself onto the footstep. He pulled the door open and invitingly waved his hand. Ashley stood still with her arms crossed. The cold air was drying out her skin. She looked at Jason, then back at the trucker. "Alright, but under one condition," Ashley explained. "I want Jason with me." "That's fine," the trucker stated. "You want him to learn a thing or two?" Ashley looked back at Jason and then walked up to the truck. The trucker helped her inside and directed her to the sleeper in the back of the cab. The trucker entered, letting Jason follow behind. The passenger door was pulled shut. The sleeper was cramped and Ashley could barely squeeze onto the tiny bed. The trucker's body loomed over her, tall and imposing. Jason sat in the passenger's seat, watching and waiting to see what would happen. The trucker turned on an interior light, so that everyone could see what was going on. The cab smelled of cigarette smoke and looked rather dirty. The flannel sleeping bag she was sitting on didn't help the grimy atmosphere. With the light on, Ashley was finally able to get a good look at the trucker. He wasn't athletically built, but he was very bulky. He wore a weathered pair of jeans and an old t-shirt. A jean jacket completed his look, which was the typical attire of truckers. His facial hair was jet black and unkempt, probably grown out over several days. The trucker's facial features were plain, with a flat nose and a rounded jaw. His brown eyes were small and heavy, suggesting that he hadn't slept in a long time. "Now how are we going to do this?" the trucker asked with his thin lips forming a devious grin. Ashley was sitting on the bed with her legs tucked against her chest. She looked over at Jason who was unsure of how to react. All he could feel was his growing erection and the adrenaline flowing to his brain. "Just relax and everything will be alright." The trucker reached out and touched the tip of his finger to Ashley's smooth cheek. She turned away and blushed, unable to understand the emotions she was experiencing. While the trucker had threatened her life, she still found the situation amorous. It was a conflicting feeling that she knew was wrong, but wasn't sure how to cope with. The trucker knelt down on the bed behind Ashley, causing the mattress to dip. He inched closer to her shivering body and she felt his firm hands grip her shoulders. He rubbed them in a rough manner, his fingers digging into the fabric of her hooded sweatshirt. Her body tensed with each motion of the trucker's coarse hands. "This would probably feel a lot better if you'd take that ugly thing off," he whispered delicately into her ear. She could feel the warmth of his breath along her lobe. The trucker reached around Ashley's body and held each of her forearms in his hands. He pulled her arms apart and forced them toward the ceiling. Once in the air, he grasped the bottom of her sweatshirt and yanked it over her head, guiding it through her arms. He threw the sweatshirt at Jason, showed no reaction. Ashley kept her back to the trucker, not allowing him to see much of anything other than pale skin and the color of her black bra strap. Her bare skin was exposed to the cold air of truck, which caused chill bumps to form along her arms. Ashley pulled her legs tight against her body and lowered her head onto her kneecaps. Her blonde hair fell over the arch of her spine. She began to sway back and forth, attempting to calm herself. The trucker gripped her bra strap and tugged, letting it slap against her back upon release. Ashley let out a small whimper as she felt her breasts being squeezed against the cups of her bra, then the strike of the strap against her backbone. The trucker snatched it once more, this time pulling much harder. Ashley fell back onto the trucker's lap, kicking her legs wildly in the air as she tumbled. The trucker seized her legs with his right hand, while clutching her chest with the other. After a few seconds of wrestling, Ashley lay tranquil in the trucker's arms. "Now was all that necessary?" he asked. "Your boyfriend over there isn't even trying to help you." Jason was sitting in the passenger's seat, staring at his girlfriend's feeble attempt at freedom. The trucker threw Ashley to the other side of the bed and stood up in the cab. He removed his jacket and shirt, exposing his hairy chest and many exotic tattoos. They ran from his arms, all the way up to his shoulders, culminating in a stylized dragon that nested on his right pectoral. "It's your turn," the trucker said in sardonic tone. "Take off the rest." Ashley lay there for a moment, weighing her options. She could try to dart out of the truck and maybe her and Jason could rev up the car and haul out fast enough to outrun the trucker. She could try and attack the trucker, but he was a giant and Jason wasn't the type to get in a fight. She could try and reason with him, make him feel bad about what he was doing. Perhaps he would listen? Her only other option was to please this trucker and get the hell out. She made up her mind quickly, knowing that her other choices were unfeasible. Ashley put her arms behind her back and unclasped the small prongs that secured her bra. She let the straps slide down her shoulders and the cups fall loose from her ample chest. Her breasts were a size 36B, which wasn't too large, but she never heard Jason complain. He loved to take bubble baths with Ashley and coat her tits with slippery soap. He would then stuff his cock between her fleshy mounds, fucking her breasts until he came. Ashley tried to cover up while undoing her pants, but it was useless. The trucker just stared at her body with the same devious grin on his face since the start of his game. Her breasts swayed as she fiddled with the button. With a snap, her jeans were undone and she squirmed her way out of them. Her legs were long and seemed to stretch for miles in the small cab. Ashley sat on her legs, hiding her black thong panties from the trucker. She crossed her arms to cover her breasts as she sat nearly nude in front of a complete stranger. The cold air was chilling, instantly making her nipples hard. "You are one hot bitch," the trucker said in a condescending voice. "When I saw you in the car earlier, I thought you might be ugly under all that, but you've got a smoking body on you. How often you fuck this?" the trucker asked, directing his attention to Jason. He didn't get a response. "Well I'm about to give her the fuck of her life," the trucker scowled. "But first, we're going to capture this moment." The trucker opened a panel above the bed and took out a small camcorder. He handed it to Jason, who stared at it with confusion. "You're going to videotape this whole ordeal," the trucker demanded. I want every single minute of this on film. I want to be able to watch your whore sucking my cock and riding me hard any time I please. Hell, I may even let my buddies watch it." Jason's hands shook in anticipation of what was about to happen; he was going to videotape his girlfriend fucking a stranger. He felt he was about to blow a load in his pants. Ashley was perplexed at how Jason was handling the situation, but she had heard him discuss this type of thing before and she could tell by his twitching that it was oddly turning him on. Jason held up the camcorder and a little red light displayed that it was working. He tried to calm his hands, so that the camera wouldn't shake. "Now why don't you come over here and give my big cock a little loving," the trucker said, motioning Ashley toward him with a single finger. She closed her eyes and crawled along the sleeping bag until she was eye level with the standing trucker's torso. She placed her small, manicured hands on the trucker's zipper and pulled it down. The trucker ruthlessly grabbed her hand and shoved it into his fly. She could feel his hard erection rub against her skin from under the cotton fabric of his boxers. "You feel that whore?! You're going to please that!" he yelled, jostling Ashley's arm inside his pants. Ashley was shocked by the trucker's sudden change in demeanor. No one had ever called her a whore during sex, but listening to the word while in her current position made her body quiver. His cock was bulging through his underwear and Ashley imagined that it was quite large. She palmed the lump as the trucker directed her arm over the tender area. "Let's see what a good little slut you are," he said while jerking her hand out of his pants. He immediately dropped both his jeans and boxers to the floor, and snagged a heap of Ashley's blonde hair. She screamed as he pulled her head into his private. He smelled of musk and some kind of cologne that Ashley did not recognize. Her cheek brushed against his member and she felt his cockhead slap the side of her cheek. The trucker gripped both sides of Ashley's head, his hands clinging strands of her shoulder length hair. He bent forward and came face to face with Ashley. She could smell the strong scent of alcohol on his breath. "I want you to suck this cock harder than you've ever sucked in your life. I don't want it the way you suck this prick's little dick, I want it the way a whore sucks it. Nice and long, with a whole lot of movement. I shouldn't see you ever stop, other than when you're ready to be fucked. Do you understand?" he asked in a demeaning tone. Ashley shook her head and clenched her fist. She could feel her body giving into the situation. She looked at the trucker's cock, which was at least eight inches. He was not the largest she had seen, but he certainly wasn't the smallest. His cock was thick, with bulging veins that pulsated with flowing blood. Ashley extended her arm and wrapped her digits around the trucker's member. It was hard as a stone, with a bit of precum already dripping from its bulbous head. She stroked it, getting a feel for its length and size. She knew how the trucker wanted her to take it, but it was something she wasn't accustomed to. Typically, she enjoyed taking things slower and building up the tension, till her and Jason were about to burst. That wasn't an option in this situation. Ashley opened her mouth and the trucker slid his cock into her wet orifice. The taste of salty sweat permeated her tongue, as the trucker slammed his dick as deep as it would go. Ashley gagged when it reached the back of her throat. She kept her hand on his shaft, stopping him from putting his entire member into her mouth. She pursed her lips, squeezing them tightly to increase the suction. In a quick rhythmic motion, the trucker thrust in and out of her oral cavity, fucking her face. She could feel his large balls slapping against her chin with each inward thrust. She glanced over at Jason, who was obediently filming her mouth being abused. The trucker grabbed the sides of Ashley's head to keep balance and to cram as much of his cock down her throat as humanly possible. The Trucker's Compensation Ashley breathed through her nose, knowing that her mouth was practically air-tight with a giant cock filling every bit of the space. At one point, the trucker pulled her up by her hair and she gasped for a quick breath. The fresh air burned as it reached her lungs. He brought her to eye level and stared into her with a fiery red face. She tried to look away, but he gripped her chin and forced her to return his gaze. "Are you liking this slut?!" he yelled. Ashley showed no response. "I thought you would!" The trucker yelled as he pawed at her firm breasts, slapping the soft tissue. Her nipples grew harder with each tough smack. She let out a cry when he pinched her small pink protrusions. "I love these little nipples!" he hollered at Jason. "They're so small and really look good on your bitch!" The trucker kneaded her breasts, rolling his palms brutally into her flesh. She let out a slight moan, which she tried to cover up with a gasp. He was rough with her breasts and she knew that they would be bruised tomorrow morning. The trucker lowered his head to her chest and flicked his tongue along her stiff nipple. Saliva dripped from his mouth and oozed between her cleavage. He sloppily licked her nipples, causing strands of pleasure to flow through Ashley's veins. She was finding it more difficult to hide the intense feelings. The trucker ran his finger between her cleavage, and then circled her navel. He thumbed the sapphire piercing, flicking it for good measure. "Get back down there and clean my balls!" the trucker commanded. He threw Ashley's head against the bed and began stroking his own cock. He pulled his penis up toward his body, exposing his ball sac to the young girl. She stuck out her tongue and arched her back, sticking her ass straight up in the air. She ducked under the trucker's shaft and let his sac rub against her glistening lips. She opened up and took his left testicle into her mouth, suckling and rapidly moving her tongue between the ridges of his copious sac. He twisted his body, causing his balls to squirm along her weary palette. She could feel his curly hairs tickling her taste buds as she tried to inhale his testicles between her lips. It wasn't the worst thing she had done, but sucking balls was definitely something Ashley was not used to. The trucker pulled her hair again and Ashley rose off of his sac. She was growing familiar with the routine. "What do you look like down there?" the trucker asked. Ashley didn't answer and her cheeks grew red. The trucker turned his attention to Jason, who was still subserviently filming. "What does she look like down there?" "She's shaven," Jason answered, popping out from behind the camera. "Is your pussy as bald as my head?" he heatedly asked. "Answer me damnit!" "Yes," she quietly responded. "Yes, what?!" he yelled. The trucker slapped Ashley across her left cheek. She fell sideways and rubbed her aching face. "I...I...I'm shaven," she answered, regaining her composure. The slap had thrown Ashley off guard and was extremely unexpected. "I like a little hair down there, but for you I'll make an exception," the trucker said as he pushed Ashley onto her back. He gawked at her lacy black thong and flat stomach. Ashley tried to cover herself, but the trucker slapped her hands away. He gripped the swatch of fabric that covered her pussy and jerked it away from her body. Ashley could feel the thin strip of her thong rise into her ass crack and between the lips of her pussy. She cringed as it rose into her nether regions. "Get a look at that," awed the trucker with delight. He moved Ashley's body to face Jason and pointed to the rush of fluid that was dripping from her crotch. "Your bitch is loving this treatment!" the trucker wily commented. Ashley was ashamed that she was finding pleasure in this horrible event, but deep down she was turned on by pleasing her abuser. The trucker took his index finger and slid it through her drenched slit, letting her juices accumulate on the tip. She shivered as he moved along her entrance, nervously awaiting what was next. The trucker held his wet finger in front of the camera, then licked Ashley's juices clean off. "I'd say you're ready," the trucker hollered at the humiliated girl. "Are you really ready?" he asked. Ashley didn't answer. The trucker raised his hand and slapped her inner thigh. It made the flesh turn a bright red and Ashley recoiled in pain. "I said, are you ready?" "I'm ready," Ashley answered. "Ready for what?" the trucked cruelly asked once more. "I'm ready to fuck," she boldly answered. "That's not good enough!" he yelled. "Tell me more!" "I'm ready for you to fuck me," she answered, unsure of what the trucker really wanted to here. "I need more damnit!" "I'm ready for you to fuck me hard," she said in a quiet voice. "What do you want me to fuck?" he asked. "I want you to fuck....I want you to fuck...my pussy," she answered shyly. "Do you hear this Jason? She's begging me to fuck her pussy! Sounds good to me!" The trucker passed his hands over Ashley's body and followed all the way down her legs. He grabbed her ankles and spread her trembling limbs far apart, opening her pussy nice and wide. The trucker fell forward and plunged his cock between her welcoming bare lips. Ashley screamed at the top of her lungs as the trucker's cock spread the walls of her tight vaginal opening. His member filled her pussy, causing it to spasm with each thrust. The trucker pulled out and immediately reinserted his cock, causing the same feeling to rush over her entire body once again. He picked up a rhythm, knocking his cock against her pussy at a steady pace. With each motion, she could feel the pressure building inside of her. She wasn't quite ready to orgasm, but she knew that it was approaching with each rapid assault. The trucker pulled out once more and slapped his cock against her shaven pubic mound. "Beg for it whore!" he yelled. Ashley swallowed and closed her eyes. "Fuck me," she said. "Louder bitch!" the trucker barked. "Fuck me!" she screamed. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Please fuck me!" The trucker slammed his swollen cock back into her slippery pussy, causing her entire body to tense up. She squealed with each thrust, as the trucker fell onto her chest and began nibbling her right breast. He pumped her slot, going deeper and deeper with each pleasurable motion. The intensity was growing and Ashley felt the pangs of an orgasm erupting within her body. She bit her tongue, pulling her ass off of the bed. The trucker's cock sank deeper into her willing womb. She pushed hard, breathing unevenly and trying to keep up with the trucker's powerful pace. "This bitch is about to cum!" the trucker roared. He lifted Ashley off of the bed, holding her tightly around the waist. She bounced up and down on his stiff member, digging her fingernails into his shoulder blades. She jostled violently on his dick, gyrating her hips in a fierce manner. The trucker moved his hands from Ashley's waist to her ass. He gripped onto her cheeks and held her up by her rounded buttocks. As she slammed into his cock, the trucker spread her ass cheeks further apart. With each bounce, Ashley could feel her anus being pulled open. "Scream whore!" the trucker shouted, biting into her fleshy breasts. Ashley couldn't contain it anymore and wailed at the top of her lungs. Her shriek was maddening, letting all of the pent up pleasure escape her petite body. The trucker did not slow his pace, even when he felt her pussy grow tighter and her body spasm out of control. He held her naked flesh close to his own, allowing the convulsions of her orgasm to assist with stimulating his erection. Ashley took in a deep gasp of air and her orgasm subsided. She fell back onto the bed, her heartbeat pounding and sweat dripping from all of her pores. She lay there quietly, looking into the camera that Jason was still focusing on her ravaged body. "You're not done yet," the trucker explained. "I haven't spilt my seed." The trucker clenched Ashley's hips and rolled her over. She lay with her face in the flannel sleeping bag, breathing heavily and anticipating the trucker's next move. Was he planning on fucking her some more? The trucker's hand rose and he slapped Ashley's right ass cheek. She let out a slight cry, but bit her lip to keep it inside. The trucker raised his hand again and slapped her left ass cheek, causing it to turn a shade of crimson. "Ass in the air," he commanded, slapping her cheeks once more for his own pleasure. Ashley did as she was told, her buttocks in full view of the camera and the trucker's ogling eyes. The trucker slipped two fingers into her soaking wet pussy and forced his pinky into her rectum. "Have you ever had a big cock in your ass?" he questioned the girl. Ashley did not know how to respond. She had never had anal sex before and she sure as hell didn't want it from a guy with a cock as big as the truckers. She closed her eyes and shook her head "no". "Then you're in for a treat," the trucker shouted. Jason looked past the camera at Ashley's face. He knew that anal was something she had never done and he wasn't sure what was going to happen. Part of him wanted to put an end to the whole ordeal, but the other part of him wanted to watch her virgin ass get pounded. He chose the latter. The trucker slid his fingers between Ashley's wet pussy lips and scooped up some of her juices. He wiped the sticky liquid onto her tiny anal cleft, letting it ooze inside her crevice. He then spat on the crack of her round ass, rubbing his spit into the pint-sized opening. "I think you're ready now," he announced. Ashley knew she was about to experience extreme pain, so she gripped the edge of the bed and braced herself for what was to come. The trucker struck his cock against her reddened cheeks, and then slowly began to insert the tip of his penis into her asshole. She could feel each inch of his massive cock gradually being shoved into her anus. Tears swelled in her eyes as her sphincter tightened around the trucker's dick. It hurt like hell, but she knew it would be over soon. She bit down hard on her tongue as the trucker attempted to move in and out of her ass; he was having difficulty. Her ass was so tight around his member, making it impossible for him to thrust in and out with ease. With movement of the cock inside of her, Ashley could feel her ass being ripped open. She breathed deeply, clenching the bed and trying to ignore the pain. The endorphins began to kick in after several seconds of torture and Ashley felt that tingling in her pussy once more. The trucker's hairy hips were smacking her ass cheeks and making an audible "plop". He slapped at her fleshy ass, thrusting and pounding into her firm buttocks. Ashley reached between her legs and began playing with her clit. She hastily rubbed the area, using the moisture of her pussy to increase the pleasure. The pain had subsided and new levels of gratification were approaching. Ashley began to move against the trucker, attempting to match his rhythmic motions. It came as a surprise to Jason, who couldn't believe he was filming his girlfriend getting her first ass fucking from a stranger. "Are you going to cum again slut?!" the trucker shouted between breathing erratically. Ashley was violently rubbing her clit, trying to stay aroused and avoiding the pain of the ass pounding the trucker was giving her. The pleasure was building once more and she felt her body begin to spasm. The trucker continued to ram her ass, visibly noticing that Ashley was about to cum for the second time. He pulled out and gave her ass a rough spanking. She rose to her knees, still digging her fingers between her pussy lips. "Tell me you want my cum," the trucker demanded, stroking his cock inches from her face. "I want your cum," she yelled, gasping for air from the oncoming rush of an her tingling loins. "Open your mouth you dirty whore!" he commanded. Ashley obediently did as she was told, opening her mouth while moaning in ecstasy. The trucker put the tip of his cock on her lips and stroked his pulsating member in front of her face. She could see that the veins along his shaft were throbbing and that his balls were swollen. Without warning, a stream of hot white liquid spewed from the tip of his cock and flowed into Ashley's waiting mouth. It trickled down the back of her throat, forcing her to swallow some of the sticky fluid. She let the rest drip from the corner of her lips. A belated load seeped out of the trucker's cock and landed on her chest. He then shoved his shrinking prick into her mouth, forcing her to suck out any remaining semen that was left over. He left his cock in her mouth until it was flaccid and he was entirely satisfied. "You made a bit of a mess," the trucker stated. "You need to clean it up." He dipped his finger into the small puddle of sperm on her breast and raised it to her lips. She was compliant and took his finger into her mouth, licking the bitter semen from his cum-stained hand. "You've got a damn good fuck here," the trucker told Jason as he gathered his clothing. Jason had turned the camera off and was speechless. He looked at his girlfriend on the bed and was unsure of what to do next. Ashley looked back at him with equally concerned eyes. "I hope you got that whole fuck on tape, cause I will be beating my meat to that later on." Ashley searched the cab for her clothing and began to dress. She snapped her bra together and shimmied up her jeans. She let her sweatshirt fall over her slender figure, noticing how hot and sweaty her body had become. She stood up, anxiously ready to leave. The trucker was partially dressed, sitting in the driver's seat of the truck. "You are one good slut," the trucker said between taking swigs from a flask. "I wish my wife could do the shit you do." The trucker stood up and reached past Jason to open the passenger's side door. Jason stepped out of the truck, followed by Ashley who made a dash to the car. Her whole body was sore and aching, but she was ready to leave. The trucker followed her with his gaze, smiling as she slammed the door. The truck's engine came to life with a roar, the sound of gears being shifted into place. It slowly made its way onto the highway, then into the distant night. Jason and Ashley returned to the car in silence. They sat together for a moment, taking in everything that had just occurred. Jason removed the key from his pocket and turned the starter. Nothing happened. The Trucker's Cumslut I was doing my best not to laugh at my dear slave, stephen. he was so nervous about what I had in store for him...nervous, but excited...he had no idea what I had planned for him this afternoon. I drove out to the highway and then took it till we came to several cheap motels...there was a truck-stop nearby so most of the motels in this area catered to truckers. I pulled into the motel at the farther end of the row of these cheap motels. I drove to the room that was located at the end of the long row of rooms...it was on the very end to the back of the motel. The last room on the rooms facing to the west. I pulled up in front of room 169. I got out and went to the door. stephen sat in the car, trembling from both fear and anticipation. I turned around and looked at him...he quickly opened the door and joined me at the doorway. I unlocked the room and went inside. "Take off your clothes, stephen," I commanded "leave the door open and strip." he looked at me in disbelief but set to undoing his shirt buttons and then his unbuckling and unzipping his jeans. The cold air poured into the room...I couldn't tell if he was trembling from the cold or nerves...I really didn't care. I had a purpose for our session this afternoon and would see that my desires for this cumslut were fulfilled. he was naked standing just inside the motel room doorway. There was a truck honk and stephen about jumped up to the ceiling. Someone had seen his lily white bare ass and were honking their approval. "Ah, someone seems interested in that fresh ass-meat," I commented as I went to the door and shut it. I had my leather flogger in my hand and swatted him hard on the bare ass. His cock was hard and beginning to drip pre-cum... "Down on your hands and knees, stephen," I hissed at him continuing to whack his bare ass cheeks. He sucked in a deep breath and I could hear the quivering in his breaths... There was a knock on the door. stephen froze near the bed, his ass facing the doorway. "Stay here facing the wall," I told him. I went to the door, opening it, trying hard not to laugh as the first thing anyone would see when I opened the door was stephen's bare ass and gaping ass-hole. "Ah, yes, this is the right place...come in, yes, the gift is what we discussed. Thank you. Yes, the bitch is ready for you to take," I told our guest. stephen collapsed on his elbows and began sobbing. I closed the door and motioned for our guest to have a seat. I needed to put the hood on stephen so that he was centered and ready to do my bidding as my nasty little cumslut, bitch. I found the hood in my bag and got down in front of stephen. I put the hood on his head and then took the bottle of lube from my bag next. The first guest of the afternoon sat patiently while I prepared stephen to be taken...I grabbed stephen by his hard, bobbing cock and told him to get up on the edge of the bed and present his manpussy to be inspected. stephen whispered his compliance and began sobbing...I just love it when stephen begins to cry, tells me his where he needs to be do to my bidding... I held the bottle of lubricant just above stephen's ass-crack and let the cold liquid rub down...I tossed the guest a condom as he had already dropped his pants and was stroking himself to a full blown hard-on. I put my plastic gloves on and began to rube the lube into stephen's asshole/manpussy...I am a firm believer in my manpussy being completely lubed up...I don't care to have it torn to pieces...and want to be able to bring my slave back to serve me and my nasty inclinations time and time again...no point in ripping and tearing him unnecessarily. I motioned for the guest to come to the edge of the bed...I pulled stephen's ass cheeks apart to fully expose and make available his puckering little manpussy hole...our guest didn't hesitate, he put his throbbing, cock-head to the tight opening and pushed into stephen... stephen screamed with surprise and sobbed harder as our guest pushed himself all the way into stephen's bowels...he began to pull in and out of stephen fucking him...I could feel my own pussy instantly wet and puffing with excitement...nothing turned me on than to watch two men engaging in sex...especially when one was as submissive as stephen!!! "Hold still stephen, take that cock-meat...you were made to be fucked, be the little bitch that you're supposed to be...that's a good girl, get that man-pussy fucked," I whispered to stephen as our guest picked up his pace...I would pour lube to keep stephen lubricated and I watched intensely as his cock would disappear deep into stephen's hole...I reached under stephen to see if his cock was hard...it was and leaking pre-cum tremendously...I stroked stephen which made him buck up a bit which only excited our guest that much more... "Mistress I am about to cum," our guest said to me, all the while never missing a stroke, continuing to to pump stephen... "Excellent, when you're about to spew, pull out," I told him...and pounded stephen a bit more then pulled out and pulled off the condom shooting cum all over stephen's bare ass cheeks...the creamy jism coating stephen's cheeks and running down his crack...I then pushed stephen around and told him to open his mouth and what remaining cum was there, shot into his open mouth...stephen continued to sob which only made our guest cum more...he squirted cum all over stephen's mouth and the bondage hood. "Down stephen," I ordered. he went down on his elbows resting his head in his hands with his ass way up in the air. Our guest was spent and went to the bathroom to clean himself up. He tossed the condom into the trash can I had put beside the bed. "Thank you, Mistress. Let me know when you're offering up one of your cumsluts again," our guest said to me as I showed him out the door. "Next," I announced and another guest stepped into the room...stephen began to sob harder realizing that he was indeed going to be my little cumslut this afternoon...I'm sure his little mind was racing wondering just how many hard cocks Mistress had lined up for his "gang bang" this afternoon...a dream cum true for such a delightful little slutpuppy!!!!! The Trucker's Mate My wife Mandy is a real exhibitionist. That's probably why I married her. We met in a local night club a couple of years ago. She was sitting on a bar stool wearing a fairly short skirt that showed her stocking tops, very high heels and a black bra under a white semi transparent blouse. With long blond hair and brown come to bed eyes she was just pure sex. I made eye contact with her and smiling, she turned towards me on the stool. I could see straight up her short skirt to a completely smooth bare wet pussy, I was in instant lust. We started dating and I quickly found out that the little bitch really got her kicks flashing to other men and it wasn't long before I had her out in the car flashing everything she had to truckers and van drivers. Afterwards we'd head home and fuck our brains out. Although she enjoyed flashing, it turned out I was only the second guy to ever fuck her. After a few months she started to get more daring. She'd go out dressed in stockings, suspenders and high heels, no knickers or bra, her body concealed under a long coat. Once we were in the car, she would throw the coat onto the back seat and sit there playing with her tits and cunt. Every time we passed a truck she'd lean back in the seat and really go to town on her pussy. "Is he watching me?" She asked as I stayed level with a large semi, "watching, he's almost waving his prick out the window! ohhhhhhh, yeah, I'm gonna cum." I'd stay level just long enough for the trucker to witness her orgasm before flooring the loud peddle and heading for home. She'd be undressing me before the front door was closed and begging me to fuck her. "You little slut, you really love other guys seeing your cunt don't you? Hmm, you bet, feel how wet I am." My cock slid in without touching the sides and her nipples were so hard I could feel them poking into my chest. "How'd you like to fuck one of those truckers? Get you up in his cab dressed like this while he does what he likes to you, do you want that?" I fucked her harder. "Oh yeah, I'd love it. You really want to be fucked by some total stranger in the back of his lorry?" She was pushing her hips up to meet my thrusts and grinding her clit against me, it was only a matter of seconds before she would be coming. "C'mon babe, tell me, do you want that to happen, for real? Yesssssss, oh yes, I really want it." I'd never felt so much juice spill out over my cock and balls. As she came she held me tight, forcing my cock in deeper while biting into my shoulder. As we lay there recovering I asked her again. "Would you really like that to happen?" She looked me in the eye. "What, you want to watch me being fucked in the cab of a lorry, is that it? Don't twist it round, I'm asking you if that's what you'd like. Hmm, if the guy was young, fit and good looking with a big cock," she grabbed my cock and squeezed, "than yeah, I'd give it a go, might be exciting." My cock started to stand to attention. "Looks like you'd like it too looking at the state of him. Fancy watching some stud fuck me, do you?" She was wanking me slowly back to life and the mere thought of her being fucked by some total stranger in the back of his lorry was making me harder than ever. "You bastard, you really do don't do? Right then, if that's what you want." She grabbed my cock and climbed on taking it straight to the hilt. "How'd you like to see me doing this to him?" Her silky stockings were rubbing against my thighs and her big tits were swinging wildly as she rode me. "Would he like my big tits?" She asked catching them in both hands and tweaking the nipples. "What about my smooth cunt, do you think he'd like that?" I grabbed her hips and swung her round so that I was now on top. "So you gonna do it then? You bet. You little slut, you gonna dress like this and spread your legs for him? Oh yes, I'll show him everything, he can do what he wants to me. You gonna suck his cock, let him play with your big tits and nice smooth pussy? Hmmm, I'll let you watch as he spunks in my mouth and then fucks my cunt, you'd like that wouldn't you, you like seeing me acting like a slut, don't you?" We were both reaching the point of no return and all the dirty talk just made it all the better. Getting up on my arms, I looked down on her. "You fucking whore, I'm going to hold you down while he fucks your cunt and mouth. Yessssssss." Be both came together. Christ what a fuck. During the next few weeks this became our fantasy every time we made love. Due to work commitments we didn't get much flashing done but our sex life just got better and better. Although nothing was said, we both knew that on our next venture something special was going to happen. April and we were of to Las Vegas for a weeks break. The weather wasn't exactly warm at that time of year and it didn't take much persuasion to get her to dress real sexy and pose for some pics. We'd driven away from the main drag and out into the mountains. Mandy was wearing a loose fairly short wrap round skirt with stockings and heels and one of those wrap round tops without a bra. It simply tied together under her tits leaving her midriff bare and showing a lot of cleavage. She looked really sexy but elegant with it and got lots of admiring glances from people we passed on the way. Being in a foreign country she was a bit reluctant to flash everything but still managed to show a bit of stocking top getting in and out of the car. We arrived at a parking area at a place called Indian Springs and to our delight saw three big rigs parked up at the far side. "How about some sexy poses on one of those?" I suggested. We parked near by and checked out the area. It was late afternoon and most people had headed back for the strip. The trucks looked empty so I got her to do some sexy pouting stuff up against the big chrome fenders. This led to her tits out and finally, after another quick look round I suggested she climb up on the running board as thought she were entering the cab. With both tits showing she stood on the truck and raised her skirt slightly giving me a clear view of her stockings and bare pussy. I shot a role of film and was just loading a new one when we heard a voice. "I hope your not thinking of stealin' my wheels." Mandy quickly tucked her tits back in her top and smoothed the short skirt down over her stockings. The guy had crept up from behind the truck and caught us completely by surprise. He was about 35 years old, slim and fit looking wearing Levis and a cowboy hat. "Hey, I'm ere sorry , we were just taking some pictures of your truck, we don't get anything quiet like this in the UK, hope you don't mind? English huh? Here on vacation?" We made small talk for a few minutes while all the time our new friend eyed up Mandy's curvy body. He introduced himself as Matt. "How'd you like to see inside?" Matt asked, unlocking the door. "Great, I can take some pictures looking down from the cab," I said climbing into the passenger. Mandy looked at me and winked as Matt helped her onto the first step. I moved over as her head came level with the passenger seat and was surprised when she just stopped there. She looked at me through half closed eyes and that dreamy look I knew so well filled her face. She gave a small, moan, still making no attempt to climb into the cab. "Hmmmm." I guessed what was going on and sure enough as I looked over her shoulder I could see Matt standing beside the door with his hand up her short skirt. "How many fingers?" I asked her, "two", she replied smiling. Jumping out the driver's side I walked round and started to take pictures. "She's sure a fine lady," Matt said running his other hand up her legs, "and real wet too." He was working his fingers in and out of Mandy's cunt making obscene squelching noises. "Hey, like I hope you don't mind man, it was just there staring me in face. No problem, she loves it, can't you tell." Matt took this as his queue and running his other hand up higher started to work on her arse cheeks. Still slowly moving his two sticky fingers in and out of her cunt, Matt ran his other hand over each cheek, prying them apart exposing her little brown ring before gently easing a finger into her arse. I got some great shots and eventually he had two fingers in each hole. Mandy was trashing around from side to side building up to her orgasm. "Oh fuck yes," she cried out, flooding Matt's fingers with cum juice. Before letting her into the cab, Matt insisted she remove the skirt. What a fantastic sight as her bare bum covered in cum juice leant over the front seat. Her legs looked a million miles long in the black stockings and her shaven pussy was just glistening. The truck cab was huge with a sleeping compartment, TV, microwave, cool box, CD and just about every other creature comfort you could think of. "Wow, this things got just about everything," I said playing with the dial on the CB. "It has now," said Matt running his hands up Mandy's legs as he steered her into the sleeping compartment. I sat in the front and watched as Matt removed the blouse exposing both huge tits to his gaze. Mandy looked radiant as she lay there in just stockings and heels waiting for this handsome stranger to fuck her. They kissed for ages as they explored each others bodies, Mandy slowly removing Matt's clothes until he too was completely naked. "My god it's huge," she said freeing his cock from his jockies. I fired of a couple of shots as his prick started to grow. She wasn't wrong, it was huge, well, compared to my 7" it was. I carried on filming as she tried to close her hands round it, her fingers struggling to meet. Then she leaned forward and started to take the purple head into her mouth, licking round the ridge and dipping her tongue into the hole before gobbling three to four inches into her hungry mouth. She just loves sucking cock and I guess the size of this one just got her carried away. Within a few minutes Matt was fighting for air and holding the back of her head he forced more and more into her willing throat. She still had both hands round his shaft and was working his cock like a pro. Her large tits were swinging as she knelt there sucking cock and forgetting the camera I leaned over and stuck a couple of fingers up her cunt. She must have been on the edge because as soon as I touched her swollen clit she came. "Hmmmm, oh yes." She took the cock from her mouth for a few seconds before diving back down on it and sucking for dear life. "Here it comes," said Matt holding her head with both hands. His whole body shuddered as he emptied his balls into my wife's willing mouth. "Fantastic," said Mandy wiping spunk from her chin and licking it off her fingers, "I've got to have that cock up me." She was busy playing with Matt's limp prick with one hand and her pussy with the other. "Wow little lady, I need some time before I go again." Mandy was frantic, I'd seen her like this before, she just had to have some cock. Keeping her on all fours I climbed in behind her and within seconds was ramming my cock up her slippery passage as she tried to suck Matt's cock back to life. I was just nearing the vinegar stroke when a voice boomed out over the CB radio. "Hey Viper, you got your ears on? this here's Old Blue Boy, you gonna keep all that action to yourself or you up for sharing." Matt sat up and looked into the truck parked next to us. Sure enough, there was a face with a smile a mile wide beaming from the window. Matt grabbed the Mike, "hey Old Blue Boy how long you been peeping on me? Long enough Brother, now do I get some of the action or should I let Marline know where you at?" Matt laughed, "Marlene's my old lady," he said by way of explanation, "old Bud and me go back a long way, what'ya say, we invite him over?" The thought of watching yet another guy fuck my pretty wife made my prick grow another half inch and with out thinking I started to slowly fuck her again. "Some ones keen," Mandy said forcing herself back against me, "yeah, the more the merrier," I said to Matt. Bud turned out to be a little older than Matt and was in need of a shave. He was fit and lean and as he made himself comfortable in the passenger seat that big old grin lit up his face again. "If'en you getting tired then I'd be mighty pleased to take over." I realised that since he entered the cab, both Matt and I had stopped the action, I guess we were waiting for Mandy to say something. With Bud's prompting I started to fuck her in earnest while Matt encouraged her to suck him again. "Man, now that's a pretty sight, I like a girl know's her way round a cock," Bud said leaning over and cupping Mandy's tits in his hands, "wow, heavy mothers now ain't they," he said weighing them in his palms. It was too much for me and as bud worked on her tits and Matt continued to fuck her mouth I exploded into her cunt. "Move over boy, let the dog see the rabbit, oh yes, old Bud here he just loves sloppy seconds, ain't that right Matt." I moved over to the drivers seat while Bud took my place. He simply lowered his jeans and slid right on in. "Oh yesssss," Mandy screamed, releasing Matt's cock from her mouth, "fuck me deeper, that's it, like that." She was really moaning as Bud fucked her from behind, grinding her hips back to meet him and shouting encouragement. Poor old Matt simply sat and watched, his cock hard again but temporally forgotten. "Oh God yessssss, I'm coming, don't you dare stop, oh yessssssssssssss!" Bud held her hips as she came, keeping his cock buried to the hilt. "I think she's got a liking for old Buds cock," he said, that big grin filling his rugged but handsome face again, "OK if I fill her up some?" he asked looking at me. Before I could say a word Mandy was pushing back against him. "Yes, fill my cunt with spunk, I want to feel it spurting inside me." She looked at me as Bud began to fuck her again; her face said it all, she was in heaven. Matt and I watched as Bud increased his pace, sweat now running down his forehead. "Here it comes lady," he yelled, burying himself to the hilt. His body shuddered as he emptied his balls into her used cunt. Mandy was also coming, her head snapped back as the first spurts hit her cervix and her body shock from head to toe as her own climax shot through her. Eventually, Mandy rested her head in Matt's groin while Bud pulled his semi limp cock out. Suddenly I could see why she had enjoyed it so much. Bud was at least ten inches long and much thicker than both Matt and myself. In fact, her cunt was so stretched open it was like looking into a black hole. As I watched, her cunt started to spasm and contract as globules of gooey white spunk started to run down her thighs. "Lady, you are something else," he said wiping his cock across her arse cheeks, "whew, your not bad yourself," she replied looking round at him. I shot another role of film watching Bud and Matt pleasure my wife. By the time they were finished she was well satisfied and I had the best holiday photo's you've ever seen.