10 comments/ 66539 views/ 0 favorites Truck By: DKmermaid I'm blushing .... this is my first audio submission ; ) Recorded on my phone so the breathing noises gets a little hefty sometimes. And thanks to all the other members that post audios, I love listening to them. * * * * * Click Here to listen. (19.5 min/mp3) * * * * * Truck 55 Summary: Fetish dispatcher contacts erotica writer, enlists his help in disposing of problem driver. ---- It was a warm June day, the wind whipping off the desert and blowing traces of sand against my office window. I was actually regretting having to work on such a day - it was perfect for being tied to a bed and tormented with ice, but that's another story. Matt had been a problem employee from day one. Dan, our department manager, hadn't wanted him to begin with, but Personnel said the pickings were slim and we were shorthanded going into our busy season. Matt had tested positive for meth and had several complaints in the month or so since he'd finished training and been issued his own work truck, number 55. In fact, I was surprised Dan hadn't fired him yet, but then, so was everyone else. Since I was the dispatcher - and the only one in our department who was in the office all day long - I was the one feilding all the complaint calls, and I was not happy one bit. It had started out slow, but in the last couple of weeks, I'd been getting a call or two about him every day. So I decided to take it on myself to solve the problem. I spent most of a weekend searching the 'Net, and came up with a plan. An erotica writer I'd been reading of late turned out to live not far away; I made a discreet phone call and explained my problem, though what I told Scott was nowhere near the truth. According to the phone call, I'd been keeping Matt as a part-time sex slave for myself and my fiance for several months, but had recently found out that he was doing drugs on the side and wanted nothing more to do with him. Scott understood what I was working up to right away, and something in the back of my mind wondered if he'd done this before. "You want me to take him off your hands and punish him?" "Yeah," I said. "As far as I'm concerned, you can keep him, too." "How?" That's when I smiled. "I'm also the dispatcher at his work. I can send him up to your house, say first thing Monday morning... then all we'd need to do is retrieve the truck." "That's no problem. I'll drive it back down myself." ---- Monday afternoon, I got a quick phone call from Scott. I'd been expecting it, but not quite this soon. Nobody was in the office except for the other department's dispatcher, since it was just after one and most of the rest of the staff was out to lunch. "This is Scott. You know the pizza place on the corner? With the neon sign shop next door?" "Yeah, I do." "I'm sitting in front of it with your truck 55 and Matt's resignation letter." "Be there in five." I hung up the phone, switched my clear glasses for my prescription shades, and waved my keys at the other dispatcher as I headed out the door. I didn't bother driving my Jeep down to the pizza place, but walked, reveling in the Santa Ana wind on my face. I recognized the truck in the lot right away, though not the tall, mustached man leaning against it. "Scott?" "Lib." He smiled, recognizing my voice from the cellphone call over the weekend. "Here's your keys." He tossed me the keys to the white Ranger, and I smiled. "Up to your standards?" "Of course not. That email address you gave me?" "Yeah?" "Might want to check it when you get home. It's not work-safe." He grinned, as did I. "Resignation letter's on the seat." "Thank you." I palmed the keys into my pocket, and gestured at the pizza shop. "I've got to get back, so it's take out for me, but can I buy you lunch?" ---- Ten minutes later, a nice cold Coke and a box containing a personal-size pizza in hand, I headed back out to the truck, and Scott did the same, waving at a black-clad girl in a black F-150. "Your wife?" I guessed. "Don't be silly. One of my trusted slaves. She gets to run all the household errands while I write." "Of course." I smiled. "Well, I'd better go." "Have a nice afternoon." Scott waved, as he climbed into the 150. I jumped into the Ranger and nearly burned rubber in jubilation while driving back to the office. Heading back in to my desk, the other dispatcher smiled, and I sunk into my chair, picking up a ringing phone as my pizza cooled on my mousepad. ---- Later that afternoon, Dan returned from a sales call, smiling. "Hey, Lib, I think I just sold a big account up in Sabre Springs." I smiled too, handing over Matt's letter. "Matt resigned. Dropped off his truck around lunchtime. Said to mail his check." "All right. Maybe now Personnel will get us someone who isn't a druggie fool." ---- Five hours later, I was at home, downloading my email, when I saw the mail from Scott. "Resignation Letter" said the subject line, and I clicked it open. What appeared wasn't the letter itself, but what had been done to Matt to make him sign, in a series of still photos. Matt had been forcibly stripped, it appeared, by the girl whom I'd seen in the 150. Seen up closer, it seemed her outfit was leather, and cut to be revealing in all the right places. He'd tried to flee, but the door was locked, and she'd had help. Soon, he was tied to a rocking chair, stripped, and having a cock-shaped gag shoved in his mouth. Then 150 girl had come at him with a clipboard, and had him sign several documents, it appeared. At the end was a little text note from Scott. "We told him it's a drug rehab center, and that he'll be free to go in 90 days... not true, but what the hell, right? Slipped the resignation letter in the middle of a bunch of fake consent forms. Email me back and let me know if you'd like further updates on his progress." I clicked 'reply' and sent back a short email: "No, that won't be necessary. Have fun. Make sure he's adequately punished. I look forward to a story or three about him." Truck It's a beautiful June night. A black cloudless sky dotted with millions of twinkling starts dancing around the brightly shining half-moon. It's a perfectly comfortable 62 degrees with an ever so slight breeze that keeps teasing Sheila's nose with the scent of freshly cut grass. Crickets chirp as the silence stretches on between John and Sheila. She nervously swings her dangling legs from the tailgate of John's truck as she sits and waits for him to explain why he dragged her out here. Not that she's complaining, it's a beautiful night for an outing. She just wishes John would explain. Sheila sighs; honestly she wishes he'd say anything at this point, if only to break the silence. He was so dead set on dragging her out here that she didn't even have time to change out of her pajama shorts and tank top. And now; nothing but silence from him. She toys with the bottom hem of her blue satin shorts as she sits and ponders what could possibly be going thru his mind. Sheila tries, and fails, to suppress a giggle as a tall piece of grass brushes the bottom of her tan, bare foot. She covers her mouth with her hands shooting John an apologetic look for breaking the silence. He smiles at her and jumps down off the tailgate. Staying ever silent he stands in front of Sheila, gently taker her foot in his hands and begins to trace his finger over her silky soft skin. Sweet little toes, ankles, firm calves. John licks his lips as sensual thoughts run rampant thru his brain. Oh the things he can imagine those legs doing to him. He pulls her closer to him. The movement pushing her shorts up her creamy thighs until they're tucked under the perfectly rounded globes of her butt, almost exposing her completely to him. Sheila opens her mouth to speak but John silences her with a look. His eyes say it all, burning bright with the flames of his passion. The passion in John's eyes burns so brightly that Sheila instantly feels her nipples perk and she becomes hungry for him. Hungrier than she ever remembers being for John, or any man. It's almost as if the passion and flames of desire dancing in John's eyes reached deep into her soul, clear to the center of her being, igniting a fire even she was unaware she possessed. Her purest primal urges coming to life. It scares her. This growing need she's feeling for this man to claim her, completely. John reaches up and trails the back side of his fingers down her face in such a tender way that Sheila swears he could sense the fear rising within her. One simple gesture, one soft touch from him and her fear fades away. Replaced by an even deeper, seemingly ever growing need. John leans in close to Sheila and touches his forehead to hers. His hands trace their way up her arms, resting on her shoulders as he tips his head and gently kisses his way from Sheila's forehead to the tip of her nose before seizing lips in a red hot fiery kiss. Sheila closes her eyes and wraps her long sensual legs around John's waist, instinctively locking her ankles at the small of his back. His kiss lightens to small feathering kisses as he weaves his fingers thru the silky auburn hair at the back of her neck, holding her in place. Sheila runs her hands down her back, gripping his jeans as she pulls him closer, begging for more. She almost whines out loud at his resistance. Sheila keeps her eyes closed as John kisses and nips his way over her jawline to her neck. She tips her head backwards and to one side giving him greater access. The moan she can no longer suppress escapes her slightly parted soft pink lips. John runs his warm hands behind her shoulders and down her back, causing her to shiver with delight. He hooks his fingers in the waistline of her shorts. As he pulls them down over her hips Sheila flexes her leg muscles, slightly raising herself off the tailgate allowing the baby blue satin shorts to glide smoothly off her hips. He steps backwards and allows them to fall to the ground. She opens her eyes and reaches for his jeans. The light skim of her fingertips over his waist sends his ab muscles into ripples of pleasure as she unbuttons and drops them to the ground. The soft caress of her hair on his shoulder and her warm broken breath on his chest makes John's cock twitch as Sheila slowly removes his boxers. Exposing his fully engorged, throbbing, rock hard length to her. Sheila scoots forward again, barely hanging on to her seat on the tailgate, wraps her long soft fingers around his cock and nips at this throat. John utters a low growl. He grabs her legs by the back of her upper thighs and lifts her. In one smooth motion he spins around, sits on the tailgate, wraps her leg around him and buries himself completely inside the warm, tight, wet cove between Sheila's legs. In that instant John knows he has lost his soul to her forever. Just as his throbbing cock is buried deep inside this beautiful creature sitting atop him, his heart and soul melt and he becomes lost to her. Sheila screams briefly at the way his cock fills and stretches her. She can feel every inch of him inside her as a fiery warmth fills her from head to toe. It only takes one nudge of John's hips against hers to send her soaring over the edge. Sheila's passion takes hold of her as she rocks her hips against John's. Relentlessly grinding her clit against his pelvis, her pussy rippling around his cock. His hands shake in ecstasy making it difficult to remove her shirt and bra. She anchors herself with her knees as she leans backwards guiding his hands to the supple skin of her bare breasts. John rolls her nipples between his thumbs and fingers a few times causing her to grow even wetter around him as she moans into the dark star filled sky. He can feel the pressure building inside him. He can feel her pussy muscles start to quake. He knows what's coming. Determined to show her how much he loves her, John reaches up, gently grasps her cheeks and whispers "look at me." Sheila opens her eyes and looks down into his. John thrusts hard once, twice. She starts to close her eyes and John says "No, look at me." Just as Sheila reopens her eyes John gives a final long hard thrust that sends them both sailing into the seas of pure pleasure and abandon. Sheila continues to stare into his deep brown eyes as their body's quake and ripple together. Their heartbeats slowly trying to return to normal. Without losing eye contact John reaches for a small plain brown box in the bed of the truck. He opens it and hands it to Sheila. "Will you marry me?" He asks. She shakes her head and cries "Yes!" as John slips the ring on her finger. Her entire body clenches around him, encouraging his cock to harden once again. John stands, lays her gently on the grass and makes sweet passionate love to her again. Truck Driver The rain was falling on me relentlessly as the big rig pulled over along the side of the highway. "Thank goodness!" I thought as I sprinted toward the open passenger side door. "Climb on up here outta that rain." Came a voice from the driver seat. I looked up to see a man around 40-ish I would guess, slightly graying hair, and a little over weight but fairly clean cut. He had a kind smile as he took my hand and helped me into the truck. "Thanks so much!" I said as he pulled the rig back out onto the highway. "What in the world is a young girl like you doing walking in the middle of nowhere, at this time of night in a mess like this?" I looked at the clock on the dash and it read 11:24pm. "Well to make a long story short I was checking out a college up state and I was on my way back when my car broke down. I wasn't able to pick up a signal on my phone, which now has a dead battery, so I decided to walk to the nearest town. Then it started pouring and got dark and I still haven't seen a town." "Yeah and the nearest one is still almost an hour drive." He said. "You had a long way to go still yet." "I'm really glad you stopped. I don't think I could have stood that wind and cold rain much longer. Sorry about getting seat all wet." "Don't worry about it at all. There's a bag back in the sleeper that has a towel in it. I may also have a shirt and pair of sweat shorts. Might be a little big on you but its dry. You can climb back there and pull the curtain, get changed and dried off if you want." "Thanks! Sounds good I'm froze." I pulled my wet shoes and socks off and stood up in between the seats to reach into the sleeper for the duffle bag. I used a towel to dry my hair and then laid it out on the bed so I wouldn't get the sheets wet when I climbed back there. Everything I was wearing was soaked through. I did happen to find a shirt but the only pants I saw were blue jeans that were way too big for me, so I figured I would put the shirt on and wrap the towel around my waist. As I undressed and dried myself a funny thought crossed my mind. I wondered if the man was conscious to the fact that there was a naked girl in his bed. "Wonder how often he can say that." I thought to myself. I used a brush from his bag to brush my hair, then climbed out of the sleeper and laid my wet clothes on the floor. "Feel better?" He asked. "Much better, thanks." I replied. "I didn't find any shorts but this towel will work fine." As he looked over I was putting my feet up on the dash by the heater vent to warm my cold toes. The towel split along my thigh and after noticing he quickly turned his eyes back to the road. I fixed the towel and leaned back in the seat to get comfortable. I was glad to be warm and dry. After a few minutes he introduced himself as Tom and asked where I was headed. I told him my name was Amy and explained to him where I lived. "Well." he said with a pause. "The good news is I'll be driving right through there, but the bad news is it won't be until tomorrow morning. I'll need to stop and rest a few hours before driving all day tomorrow. If you like I can get you to a place where you can call for help, or you're more than welcome to sleep here and get some rest and I can take you home first thing tomorrow. You can stretch out back there in the sleeper and I'll stay up here." I thought about it for a moment. I really didn't want to sit and wait all night at some truck stop for help to get there. But he had been very kind and didn't want to impose on him. He had probably had a long day and deserved to sleep more comfortably. "I couldn't do that to you." I said. "If anything I would stay up here and let you sleep in the back." "Oh it would be no problem at all." Tom insisted. "This seat can be pretty comfy." I turned and looked into the back and spoke before really thinking about it. "It's fairly spacious back there. There's no way I'm going to make you sleep up here so maybe we can both sleep in the sleeper." He gave a polite smile and glanced over his shoulder. "Well only if you'd be comfortable with that." "Sure." I replied now realizing that I just offered to share a bed with a complete stranger. I then reassured myself that he seemed like a pretty good guy. At around 1 am Tom turned onto an exit and pulled the truck off to the side of the road. The next truck stop is still a ways off and if I gaze at the road much longer my eyes may get stuck that way." He joked. "Go ahead and make yourself at home." He stepped out of the truck for a moment and I crawled in the back and stretched out. When he came back he slipped off his jeans, with boxers underneath and pulled back the blanket. I think we were both a little shocked at what was laying underneath. It was a magazine with bold letters on the cover that read: "SeXXXy" Tom grabbed the magazine and began to put it in his bag. "I'm sorry you had to see that." He said. "Gets a little lonely and boring at times on the road." I could tell he was embarrassed as the poor man's face was beet red. In an attempt to ease the awkwardness I reached out for it with a light laugh. "Ah it's no big deal. It can't be that bad. Let me see." Tom looked at me as if to say, 'You're kidding.' And I realized that the awkwardness just increased. He hesitantly handed it to me. "Doubt you'll be interested in anything in there." He said with a nervous chuckle. I flipped it open to a random page and there was a picture of a blond girl bent over a table. A muscular man stood behind her with his cock halfway penetrating her shaved pussy. I turned to the next page and the same girl was lying on her back on the table. The man was on top of her this time fully inside her. Her legs were spread wide and her feet with pink painted toenails were stretched high in the air. In another attempt to ease the tension, I said the only thing that really came to mind. "Well the books title certainly does fit." Tom gave a laugh and leaned sideways on one arm. It was becoming more apparent to him that I was not bothered by the magazine; in fact I was rather interested. "Which girl in here is your favorite?" I asked. "Well there are a few I'm fond of." He reached over and flipped a few pages and stopped on a picture of a redheaded girl spreading her bald pussy open from behind. Another picture he picked displayed a girl with her lips around the head of a man's dick. She had cum on her tits and around her mouth. "Good choices." I turned the pages until I saw one portraying a man giving oral sex to a girl. His tongue was pressed against her clit and he had two fingers slid into her pussy. "I like that one!" I said. "Lucky girl." "Lucky guy." Tom replied with a laugh. We continued to look at the pictures and I read one of the short stories aloud. By this time I realized I was getting turned on. I noticed Tom pulled the blanket over himself trying to hide his erection making his boxer shorts stick out. "These magazines are pretty nice to look at but they seem a bit unrealistic." He said. "How do you mean?" "Well." He continued. "Some of the stories are a bit far out and pretty much all these girls are shaved down below. I mean it's really hot but I've never met a woman who was bald there. At least not that I know of." There was a moment of silence before I spoke up, "Actually you have." He looked at me a bit confused at first and then his eyes widened when he realized I was referring to myself. "And actually most of the girls I know are shaved as well. Or at least neatly trimmed" Tom grinned. "I didn't realize it was so common. Of course I could be a little behind on the times; it has been a few years." I wasn't sure how many years he called a "few" but I didn't ask. Actually I didn't have to. "My ex-wife and I divorced 6 years ago, and she never shaved there. So I've only seen it in pictures not in real life." Thoughts began to run through my head. I was already turned on by the pictures and stories. But I was also getting turned on by the thought that not only had he not had sex in so long; he'd never seen a shaved pussy in person before. The idea of showing him, letting him see my pussy, sent a warm tingling feeling through my hips and legs. Here we were alone, in complete privacy and basically strangers. A wave of heat flushed over my face and chest and I began to feel extremely naughty. I wanted to watch how aroused he would become seeing me naked and touching me. I wanted to lie there and let him explore my body with his eyes and hands. I could feel the moisture increasing in and around my pussy. "Umm." I said sitting up and hesitantly unwrapping the towel from my waist. "Do you want to?" There was a hint of disbelief and surprise on his face. He pointed to me "You mean...?" I sat closer to him, lifted my shirt and leaned back opening my legs. He leaned toward me for a closer look. I lifted my shirt up over my B-cup breasts and puffy swollen nipples. "You are beautiful!" he said as he began to rub up my inner thigh then pulled his hand away. "Go ahead." I assured him reaching for his hand and placing it back on my leg. "You can touch me." Tom's hands explored my smooth tan legs rubbing down past my knees and back up, then he put a finger on either side of my pussy and spread my soft, moist lips apart. He slid his finger up and down the inside of them and gently massaged my swollen clit with his fingertip. I sighed at his touch. His fingertips were rough and created friction on my clit sending a tingling sensation through my pussy and down my legs. I leaned back and rested my head on a pillow. His other hand rubbed upward over my stomach and gently squeezed my right breast. He briefly rolled my nipple between his fingertips then squeezed my tit in his palm again before softly running his hand down my side to my hip. He leaned back a little and his eyes slowly swam over me taking in the site of my naked body. I pulled my shirt the rest of the way off and playfully tossed it over his shoulder. Then I laid back again, rested my arms over my head and smiled. There I was lying completely nude in front of a man I had only just met. I don't know what had come over me but I was really enjoying being exposed and on display for him. I rubbed my foot over his chest and stomach and opened my legs wide. Reaching down with my fingers I pulled up on the flesh of my pubic mound causing my swollen clit to peek out from its hood. Then I squeezed both my breasts in my hands and motioned with my finger for him to "come here". As he leaned over me I put my hand on the back of his head and gently pulled his mouth to my nipple, which he met with a warm tongue and sucking lips. He licked around the areola and up my chest using his hand to softly brush my hair back before licking and sucking my neck. The stubble on his face was a little rough but with his tongue dancing over my sensitive flesh, it didn't bother me at all. He sucked my earlobe and ran his lips across my cheek then I felt his tongue slip into my mouth. I met it with my own and pressed my mouth to his welcoming his deep kiss. I could also feel his hard cock through his boxers grinding into my thigh. He was getting more and more into it, as his actions became more assertive. He held his weight with one arm but the other hand rubbed every inch of my body that he could reach. He squeezed my tit again this time much harder. He rubbed down over my stomach to my hip and down my thigh as I brought my leg up and wrapped it around his waist. His tongue made its way down my chest to my other nipple and as he nibbled it I felt his hand slide under me and firmly squeeze my ass. My heart was pounding in my chest and I moaned when I felt his hand slide between us and down between my legs. I took the leg that was wrapped around him and spread it out to my side. "Mmm yes. Touch my pussy." I whispered in his ear. I was so wet that even my inner thighs were soaked. His hand rubbed my clit and lips while his mouth moved to my stomach. Then he leaned up and continued massaging my slippery cunt. Finally I felt a finger slip inside me and a whimper escaped me that let him know how good it felt. As he added a second finger I thrust my hips up and he slowly moved his face closer. I felt his tongue press against my clit and start to move up and down, back and forth, giving long, hard licks over my swollen pink button while his fingers pushed and pulled in and out of me. He stopped for a moment and laid down on his stomach. He used his hands to hold my thighs as far apart as he could then he buried his face in my pussy. His mouth almost covering the whole thing he sucked my lips and licked between them. I felt his tongue slip inside me and he started to fuck me with it. I put my hands on his head and pulled trying to get it to push in a little deeper. . "Mmm, Yes. Lick my pussy!! "I begged. "You're gonna make me cum." His licks became faster and harder and I felt my insides start to tighten. A tingling pressure built up in my groin and slowly grew downward into my pussy. He removed one of his hands from my leg and began pumping two fingers inside me as he sucked my clit into his lips. His tongue continued lashing at it until I exploded. "Oh Fuck yes, I'm cumming!!" My whole body tensed up as my orgasm seemed to rip through me. Every time his tongue swiped across my clit my whole body jerked, and he never let up until made him because I couldn't take any more. I laid there with my legs still shaking and my breasts rising with each heavy breath I took. He lifted his head and smiled at me. His faced was glazed with my juices. I felt him pull his fingers out of me and he crawled up on top of me and began sucking my nipple. His mouth felt so good but I had other plans for the moment. I sat up, took his shirt off and gently pushed him back making him lie down. "You made me cum, now it's my turn to make you cum." I told him. I pulled his boxers down and off. Straddling one of his legs I took his swollen cock in my hand and began to stroke it. He was of average length but pretty thick, definitely a handful for me. Softly at first and then I tightened my grip. When I saw a drop of pre-cum form, I leaned down and licked it up with the tip of my tongue. I heard Tom moan as I put my lips around the head of his dick. I moved my hand down and fondled his balls as I slid my mouth all the way down the shaft to the base. I felt the tight flesh glide over my tongue and press into the back of my throat while his pubic hair tickled my nose and lips. I held that way for a moment before coming back up. Then I went back down again, over and over and faster until I was literally fucking him with my mouth. The way my wet lips glided up and down this strangers cock and the way it pushed into my throat made me feel so dirty. I felt submissive to him. I felt like a slut. And that made me all the more aroused. I moaned on his throbbing dick and grinded my dripping pussy against his leg. It wasn't long at all until I heard him say "I gonna cum. I gonna cum!" I guess he thought I would move my mouth away but I didn't. I continued to suck him deep, anticipating the taste and feel of his warm cum flooding into my mouth. His prick flexed and the first shot of salty cream coated my tongue. Then came another and another. I managed to swallow most if it but there was so much it began leaking around my lips. Never-the-less once he was finished I licked all the excess cum from his dick and balls, and then licked my lips. I crawled up next to him and continued to play with his cock as it began to go soft. "That was amazing." He said. "I have never had a girl let me cum in her mouth before." He reached over into a small cooler and got a bottle of water and handed it to me. I took a drink and then gave it back to him as he did the same. "Really?" I said smiling at him. "Well I've never let a guy cum in my mouth before." He looked at me smiling but puzzled. "So what made you decide to let me?" he asked. "You just had me feeling so hot and horny that I wanted it, I guess." He looked at me and his eyes examined my naked body as his hand rubbed my bald pubic mound and up over my smooth stomach. My own hand rubbed over his stomach and to his hairy chest. When I moved my hand back down to his dick I realized it was beginning to get hard again. For a moment I had been thinking he was done for the night. But feeling him stiffen in my hand, I knew I might get to feel him inside my pussy. Excited at the chance, I crawled down and took him back in my mouth. He moaned as I worked it back to fully erect. Then I moved up and straddled him. I gently rubbed my pussy on his dick teasing him. "You want to fuck me now?" I asked. "Yes." he answered. "You want my pussy?" I asked again. "Yes I do." "Tell me you want it." "Oh, I want you to give me that sweet little pussy." he said. "Fuck me baby." I guided the head between my slippery wet lips and lowered myself letting his dick slide up in me. I could feel the warmth of his hard cock inside my body. He was so thick and I felt so full and stretched. "Oh damn, baby." Tom breathed. "You have such a hot, tight pussy." He put his hands on my hips and thrust upward nearly raising my knees off the bed. I grinded myself down on him and squeezed my nipples. I began to ride him sliding up on his cock and then back down hard shoving it deep up into my cunt. After a moment he pulled me down on top of him, wrapped his arms around me and rolled over to where he was on top. He continued to fuck me slowly as he grabbed my ankles, then lightly kissed and licked the bottom of my foot. He licked along my high arches and between my toes while sucking them in his mouth. I am usually ticklish but this sent me over the edge and another orgasm swelled in my loins. Feeling my insides contract he leaned down on top of me and started to fuck me faster. With each thrust he crammed his dick inside me up to the hilt. I began to moan and cry with orgasmic bliss. "Yes, fuck me! You feel so good inside me! Please, fuck me hard!" I cried. With that he came down with the weight of his body and slammed his hips into me stabbing his cock deep into my pussy repeatedly. I came so hard and my inner muscles contracted so tight it was like I was trying to squeeze him out, but each time he forced himself back inside me. After I cummed I begged him to fuck me from behind. He pulled out and let me turn over on my hands and knees. I stuck my ass up at him and he quickly entered me from behind. I felt his hands grab my hips and pull me back to him as he rammed forward. This position allowed him to penetrate me even deeper than before. With each hard thrust his balls slapped against my clit. Barely over the last orgasm another came seemingly out of nowhere. I buried my face into the blanket and screamed. I heard him call out that he was getting close and I begged him to cum in my pussy. I wanted him to shoot his hot creamy load deep inside my body. He fucked me as hard as he could and when he finally came I could feel the warmth of his cum filling my insides. He kept his cock in my pussy well after he'd finished until it went soft then he pulled out and we both laid down exhausted. The next day he let me out close to my house and told me he'd be back through in a couple of days and would like to meet up again. I gave him my number and told him it was a definite date. Truck Driver's Lucky Day I got some good response from the couple of stories that I posted so I thought I would submit another from our "True" experiences. It was a Saturday morning and we were headed to a festival one state over from our home. As always, we were in "one of those moods" on the long drive to our destination. My lovely wife has been a true exhibitionist since she found out that it turned me on. She often flashes Truck Drivers while on the interstate. At this point I think it's time I gave a description of my goddess. She is 5'10", Blonde Hair, and a GORGEOUS body with a set of DDs. A woman who has caused a lot of bruises to men who have been caught staring by their wives. The only exception to this particular day was that someone took the bait. We were headed North on the interstate and I encouraged her to start flashing the truck drivers. She unbuttoned her shirt and revealed her black lace bra and leaned the sit back. As we passed by the trucks (very slowly) she began to squeeze and caress her tits. The more drivers that stared and tried to keep up, the hotter she became. Eventually, we came up beside a truck that she had a huge reaction to. She told me the driver was HOT and that she was soaking wet. She retrieved her "toy" from the dash and started unbuttoning her jeans. She pulled her jeans down to mid thigh, which I have always thought was hot, and started giving that swollen clit some much needed attention. She was looking up from the window at him while she started to masturbate. As we kept driving, the truck driver was staying right with us. Next thing you know, she had those panties pulled down with her jeans and was really getting into it with the vibrator. She kept begging me to stay beside him as she stared into his window as he watched her. I rubbed her thighs as she was putting on the show for this stranger and she started to cum. She shook and convulsed for what seemed like an eternity and soaked the seat with her juices. She looked over at me with a puzzled look and said that he was motioning for us to pull over. My heart started racing as we had never come person to person with one of these drivers before. We saw a "Rest Area" sign a couple of miles later and I pulled ahead of him and exited the interstate. I carefully watched the review mirror to see if he was serious and he pulled in behind me. I parked over in the "truck parking" and we just sat as he pulled into the space next to us. We were both nervous as hell not knowing what to expect, but her soaked pussy and my raging hard on made the decision to see what was next. He climbed down out of the truck and for the first time, I saw what she had been pitching a fit over. He was a very attractive man with black hair and a goatee. She rolled down the window and he thanked her for the show. As he was talking to her, he reached out and caressed her arm. As soon as he touched her, she squeezed my hand in excitement. He then asked us something that caught both of us completely off guard. "How much?". Wow, he thought we wanted to charge him. I think at that point, my wife went crazy with the thought of being a "paid whore". After getting over the shock, we told him that there was no charge, we just liked to play. He then jumped right to the point and asked us if we wanted to climb up into his cab. My wife looked at me as if she was checking for my approval and we immediately climbed out of our car and into his truck. After getting inside the cab, he pulled the curtain for privacy. He asked us what he could do and we told him that she would give him a blow job. He then pulled his jeans off and removed his shirt. My wife then removed her shirt completely and he started feeling her tits and rubbing her ass. She pushed him back onto the bed and he stared into her eyes as she went down on him. He looked to be about six to seven inches and she swallowed him whole. I stood there in the back of the cab watching and caressing my wife as she was giving this complete stranger what appeared to be the blow job of his life. If you have read our other adventures, then you know how bad I wanted to go down on him as well. She kept sucking and stroking him and I saw him shaking as he ran his hands through her hair. I heard him say something to her but I couldn't tell what it was. I saw her look up at him and smile. She then sucked on her finger and pressed it at his ass. She began to slowly run her finger into his ass as she took his cock back into her throat. His legs started shaking and he started looking at me. We were just staring into each other's eyes as my wife sucked him off. I leaned down next to her and asked him if he had ever had a man do that but he said he wasn't into "that". I didn't push the issue as he was clearly not wanting to admit it . . . I could tell by the way he was looking at me and the way he was getting off on my wife's finger that he had either been with a man or he was definitely curious. Either way, I figured I could at least get a taste of cum out of this one without him freaking out. Sure enough, it didn't take too long and he started to tremble. I loved watching his hairy legs quiver on either side of my wife's head. He continued to look at me as she started working his prostate with her finger. He grabbed her by the back of her head and thrusted into her, holding her still, as he was obviously erupting in her mouth. His eyes were looking right through me at this point as he was shaking and filling her mouth. He finally let go of her head and she came up for air smiling. She turned and looked at me with her mouth closed and grinned. She tilted her head up at an angle, barely moving her lips and asked if I wanted it. I laid her down and slid her jeans off of one leg. As I got on top of her, I slid right to the hilt. At the same time, I engaged her in a long French kiss while she pushed his cum into my mouth. I tried my best to savor the cum, but there was so much that I had to swallow at least once while we were kissing. I kept kissing her while I was fucking her, tasting his cum the entire time mixed with her fluids and smells. It only took probably a minute before I unleashed what felt like a gallon inside of her. After we finished, he handed us a towel and we cleaned ourselves up. As we were stepping down from the cab, he asked if there was any way he could get hold of us and we just looked at each other. At that point I remember thinking, "We don't even know his name". We told him that we enjoyed it but passed on phone numbers or e-mails just enjoying the anonymity of the encounter. Truck Fuck It was Saturday and we wanted to go out, so my husband and I went to this dance club called Bikini Beach Club. One of our favorite places to party actually. Very fun, lots of ass for any horny person to choose from. I was wearing my favorite skirt, short and sheer. It's white so I was wearing my black thong under it. My top was also very short. So short that the bottom of my breast hung out ever so slightly. I wanted to be comfortable cause I was gonna be doing a lot of flirting and dancing. We arrived at around 9 o'clock. After waiting in line to get in the door - we went straight to the bar and got a few drinks just for starters. We always get 2 or 3 drinks to start off on, because it's so hard to get drinks with all the people that end up being there. As we drank our drinks - I was watching the people on the dance floor, pointing out the sexy girls, and trying to find even one good looking guy that didn't have a female hanging on his arm... After a while of this (3 drinks to be exact) we got our last drink to go and worked our way to the dance floor. We danced and talked with a few of the couples and some of the guys were gawking at me as I danced on the platform, looking up my skirt and grabbing my ass and before we knew it - we were sweating and almost tipsy. I had to use the rest room pretty bad, so Chris escorted me along the wall to the ladies room. While I was walking - I caught the eye of a simply hot stud. I threw a smile his way and squeezed my husband's hand to let him know I was eyein' a hottie. Chris had asked me who and I told him the guys shirt color and pointed discreetly to where he was standing. We made it to the rest rooms and we both had to relieve our selves. So we went our separate ways and said we would meet back up in 5. On the way out of the bathroom, I found myself looking for Mr. Hottie almost immediately. I leaned up against the wall while I waited on Chris to return. A few minutes went by and he still had not come out. I was starting to get antsy and I walked to the corridor back to the dance floor, and directly across from me stood Chris and that guy. I was almost embarrassed to even go near them, but I did. I walked up and put my arm around Chris and with an intrigued look on my face - I asked him who his friend was. He introduced us and I could feel myself get aroused as he shook my hand. Chris invited Justin to hang out with us and have a few drinks...I caught him "checking" me out half a dozen times...and apparently Chris did too. He asked Justin if he wanted to dance with me...I was excited because I thought he would never ask. Chris stayed at the bar while Justin led me by the hand to the dance floor. On the way out - I was looking at his ass and could just imagine in my head grabbing it as I laid on my back and he pounded into me with - only what I could hope was a huge cock. We got to dancing and I would briefly send a satisfied stare in Chris's direction giving him the sign that this is who I wanted to take home. He was talking to a girl who he had bought a drink for and he smiled back at me telling me it was cool with him... So now starts the fun :) As we danced more and more - I was getting hotter and hotter. I was trying to turn him on as best I could in the most subtle ways but he didn't seem to respond...probably because he was shy about me being married. So I started to grind on him and he asked me - pretty much as soon as my ass hit him - about my husband, he said he didn't want to get in a fight over dancing and even though he wouldn't mind getting with me - he doesn't want to get kicked out of the club. Well I assured him it was cool, and I pointed out Chris dancing with the girl from the bar across the dance floor. He got this mischievous smile about him, and I continued to explain our situation. After a few minutes of explaining and defending - he finally came around. He put his hands on my stomach from behind and I could feel him breathing down my neck - which was not helping me control my self - I might add. Well we danced and drank and danced and drank some more - and during one of our bathroom breaks we met up with Chris and Landon...As he walked up to me - he had a huge smile on his face and then he whispered in my ear that I looked so hot dancing on Justin. He asked if I was horny yet - I just smiled and grabbed his hand and slid it under my skirt and asked him "What do you think?" For the sake of this story - I will tell you that I was very VERY wet, and his finger almost slid right into my pussy. He looked at Justin as he pulled his finger out from under my skirt and smiled at him as he sucked me off of him. We exchanged one more smile and walked off - back to the dance floor. Justin looked at me and asked why Chris looked at him the way he did with that smile - and I told him "'Cause he hopes you know how to handle me." He had a shy smile on his face as he smoothly said that he thinks he can handle it. We started dancing again and this time I got a little more aggressive with Justin, rubbing my ass on him, taking his hands up around my tits and letting him run his fingers inside the rim of my skirt for starters. My nipples were standing at attention and I was getting attention from every guy around me, and even a few girls. I took Justin by the hand as I led him to the platform. I wanted to get up on top and dance above every one...especially Justin. I got wetter, just thinking about him looking right up my skirt. Wishing he was inside me. I know that what he would be thinking by the time I was done. I climbed up and there was one other girl on the box so we started grinding on each other, she was very hot also. Justin tried to look like he wasn't very into it, but I could see him adjusting himself every couple of minutes. After about 10 minutes of me dancing - I figured I should get another drink and rest a little. So we found a table off in the back of the club near the restrooms. He offered to get my drink while I sat down. I told him what I wanted and off he went. About 5 or so minutes later he came back with our drinks and he sat down next to me in the other chair. He just kept looking at my legs and smiling. So I lifted one up and spread my legs so now he was sitting right in front of me. He just got all red... It was funny. So I took him by the back of the head to bring his ear close to my mouth and I whispered in his ear that I wanted to suck his dick right there. He didn't know what to say. I took his right hand and guided it up my skirt till his fingers where on the outside of my now drenched silky thong. I asked him if he wanted me as bad as I wanted him, and he just shook his head yea. So we finished our drinks and went outside to get some "fresh air". He led me to his truck and opened the door for me. I climbed up inside and as I did he grabbed my ass to help me up. His grip was very strong and I couldn't wait to feel him gripping me in other places. He walked around the truck and climbed in on his side. Before he could get settled I was already over on his side of the truck. I took my hand and lightly ran it down his chest to his zipper and before I could even get started - I could feel his hardness pressing through. As I unzipped his pants, his dick just popped out and I was surprised at his size. I'd give him a solid 9 inches and about 4 inches around. I was super wet by now. As I grabbed his dick and slightly started to suck it, he took the liberty to reach over and start finding his way through my panties with his fingers. As soon as his fingers found my pussy, I was quivering. I leaned forward hinting to him to put them inside and he did. At first he just used one, but as I got more and more excited, he slid in another and another. If the angle wasn't all off from the way I was sucking his dick - I would have been able to get him to stick in the fourth one. I was so wet; he probably could have stuck in all five. I kept going down on him, changing my speeds and stroking him deeper and more aggressively. He asked me if I swallow and I just looked up at him while keeping him in my mouth and gave him a look as if to say - "Sure". His other hand was all over my chest and he kept reaching around grabbing my ass. I sat up and placed my leg across his thigh and he reached back over grabbed my thong and pulled it off. Then he leaned down and returned the favor. His tongue felt so good on my clit and as he licked my pussy on top - he fingered me deep with his three fingers. I think I came twice just from that. He sat up and pulled his fingers out of me and I grabbed his arm and pulled his hand to my mouth and I licked my cum off his fingers one by one. By now he really wanted me. I could tell from how his dick kept throbbing - so he picked me up and lifted me up on to his lap. His dick was huge for a white guy. I wanted him inside me so bad. I reached down and got the tip of his dick wet with the juices from my slit. As I was doing this he was trying to thrust himself in me. I had my hand wrapped around his dick, keeping all but the head out of me. I was having a hard time doing this cause I was really yearning to feel him. After a few minutes of kissing and him trying to make me move my hand, I did. As I moved my hand, his hard cock slid effortlessly into my pussy and I let out a moan as I felt his tip hit me in my deepest spot. I started to grind on him. Letting out a moan every couple of strokes and I could feel him playing with my ass cheeks and my tits all over my body - his hands weren't ever in one spot for too long. I took his hand and licked one of his fingers. Got it nice and wet and told him to stick it in my ass. So he did. As I'm bouncing up and down on his huge cock, he was fingering my ass. I told him to tell me when he was about to cum, I wanted to taste it, He said okay, but he was nowhere near done with me yet. I asked him if he thought we could do it doggy style and he said no problem. After a couple more thrusts, I got up and turned around. That's when I noticed there where about 5 or 6 people watching us through the windows of the truck, I just smiled and kept going. As I knelt down on the passenger side seat - I could feel him pulling me closer to him, after a few minutes of adjusting ourselves to be comfortable - I got one of the best fuckings I have ever gotten. He slid in to me and I could feel his hands gripping my hips and that's when I knew he was gonna get a lil rough. I could feel his grip get stronger and stronger with each thrust and sure enough, he was fucking me so hard - his balls were bouncing off my clit at like 5 times a second. His thrusts were over whelming and I had very little control over staying in one spot, before I knew it my face was being pushed up against the glass of the side window. My cum was dripping down my legs and he had no signs of slowing down. I told him a million times not to stop, by now though - I wasn't moaning but practically screaming in XTC. There was a foggy spot on the window that just kept growing from my breathing so hard. I tried to use the arm rest on eh door to rest my head was on, but the power of his thrusts kept sliding me up the glass. There was even one point when my bare tits were pressed against the glass. The people could tell I loved it while trying to get everything out of his thrusts I could. He was playing with my tits and my ass and then - *SMACK* - He slapped my right ass cheek, then my left. I totally came again. He reached forward and grabbed a handful of my hair and just kept going and going. My pussy was starting to get sore (in a good way though) and if I didn't know any better I would have thought he ruptured my spleen or something. By now he is slowing down but you could still feel the intenseness of his cock. I asked him if he was close to cumming yet and he asked me "are you ready for me to cum?" I said no and I wouldn't mind him hitting it while I layed on my back, so he grabbed me and gave me one last huge thrust, that made me scream in "almost pain" and then turned me on my back - Damn seat belts...lol I was now on my back and I had my hands on his ass, and he slid in me once again. It started all over again, this time though, I could feel what seemed to be all his weight slamming his long - wide dick deep in me while his pelvic bone slammed on to my clit. I know there was going to be a nice wet spot on the seat by the time we were totally done here. My pussy was getting tore up by a strange cock and I loved it. I kept kissing him and grabbing his tight little ass - urging him to thrust into me over and over and over again - as hard as he could. We couldn't even talk very well, we were breathing just way to hard. Finally after a little more of him fucking me, he finally jumped up and started jerking on his cock. As I knew what time it I was - I sat up and received all his cum in my mouth and on my tits. He tasted good. I loved the way he moaned as his cum dripped on to my chest and ran down in to my shirt. I could feel his hotness slips past a nipple and that when I knew I was "dirty" and I would definitely need a shower. I was all sweaty and totally satisfied. We sat in the truck for a few minutes more and then started to gather our composure. After covering up and getting ready to get out of the truck, he looked me in the eyes and told me I was very sexy and he would give his left nut to be able to fuck me every night and that my husband was a lucky man. We opened the door and stepped out and as my feet hit the ground - Everyone who was watching just started to clap. It was probably the hottest thing I had ever done in public. We went inside and danced a little more until we ran into Chris. What a night - I will never forget my "Truck Fuck" for as long as I live.