I grumbled to myself as I switched through the radio stations in my car trying to find something to listen to, finally giving up and focusing on the road because the rain was getting heavier. I debated pulling over knowing that I had a strict deadline and I was already off schedule, but the storm didn't look like it was going to let up anytime soon, so it was time to find somewhere to pull over for the night. I saw a sign for food and lodging ahead and pulled off on the next exit, frowning as I pulled into a truckstop. I tried to avoid truckstops at all costs, with my slender body, big breasts and long blonde hair I was a target for catcalls and perverted stares, and really after eight hours of driving I did not feel like being in the company of these men.
I walked into the resturant and the bell above the door announced my arrival, everyone looked up at me and Bob Seger's Turn the Page, song came to my mind. I managed a small smile and scooted into a booth near the entrance. A short, fat waitress waddled over to me and looked me up and down. "Can I get you something to drink, Shug?" she said pulling a pencil out from behind her ear. "Yes, I'll have a cup of coffee and a blt with fries, thanks" I said. "Comin' right up, you need anything else, you just give a yell." She said and walked towards the kitchen.
I pulled my book out of my purse and started reading, after a couple of minutes I felt like I was being watched, so I slipped the book down a little and did a quick survey of the diner, not many people were here, an old couple to my left and a couple of college kids in front of me, all busy talking. When I looked to my right I locked eyes with a man. I turned away quickly blushing. Thank God the waitress appeared at that moment with my coffee and food.
"Here ya go, Shug, you need anything else honey?" she asked. "No, everything looks good, thank you." I smiled and turned to my food, glancing to my right, noticing the man was gone. Disapointed I started to eat, wondering why I even cared that the man was gone. I finished eating and paid, walking out to my car to grab my bag. I felt like I was being watched again, I looked around but didn't see anybody just trucks everywhere. Unlocking the trunk, I bent over to grab my bag and felt someone come up behind me.
"Need help?" a rough voice asked. The man took a step back, realizing he had scared the shit out of me. "Ahh, no thank you." I said turning so I was facing him. "I watched you walk out of the diner, wanted to make sure you made it safely to wherever you were headed." he said sincerley. "Thats my rig right over there." he said softly pointing to a red and gold mack. "Oh well, um ok, nice um...truck, well thank you, goodnight." I said, slamming my trunk and hurrying away. I walked to the motel and checked in and went to my room.
"Wow." I said to myself, thinking about him and just wishing I would have had the nerve to ask him to my room, but I was definitley not that type of girl. I started unpacking my clothes, contemplating a shower when I stopped making a split decision. "Just go for it." I said to myself, I ran to the window, hoping I would still see the gold and red Mack in the parking lot, and it was! I grabbed my keycard and walked out to the exit. Walking up to the truck I was just about to knock on the door when I heard the rough voice again. "I knew I would see you again." he said. I jumped,I hadn't even realized that the window was open.
He opened the door and reached down and pulled me inside. "I don't know why I even came here, this is stupid." I said letting him pull me up to sit on his lap. "It's fate, honey." he said brushin my hair back from my eyes. "That sexual tension that just can't be helped, I knew when you walked into that resturant, I was going to have you."
His hand slipped across my shirt and he began to caress my breasts, he pulled my tank top down and pushed his hand into my bra.Lightly rubbing my nipple. I watched him as he lowered his head and began to kiss and suck my nipples, causing me to moan.
He slipped his hand under the edge of my shorts, his hand warm against my skin. I leaned my head into his chest as he began to stroke my clit. He started rubbing a little harder and slipped two fingers inside my moist pussy. I gasped and moaned loudly. He thrust in and out of me gently, building up speed and then slowing down. "You are driving me crazy!" I gasped. "Good." he said, grabbing my hair and yanking my head back. He pulled me up and my shorts down, settling me on his lap, so I was straddling him. He leaned back unbuttoning his jeans and pulled his hard cock out and began to stroke it softly. I lowered my hand to touch it and he said " I want your hot mouth on my cock, darlin'" he said as he continued stroking himself. I nodded once and leaned down.
He was at least 8 inches, the best looking cock I had ever seen, precum glistening off of him. I licked the tip and ran my tongue around his fat head, listening as his breath quickened, I stroked up and down his big dick with my wet tongue, occasionally stopping to blow my hot breath on him, I loved the smell and taste of him.
Suddenly he pulled me back up, holding me an inch or two above his thick cock, he lowered me down, plunging his meat into my wet, hot pussy, I gasped as his cock filled me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and slowly began grinding against him. We both moaned in pleasure.
He put his hands on my hips and began to rock me back and forth. He tilted his head back and groaned. I dug my nails into his shoulders. Leaning down I wrapped my hand around his thick cock, feeling him slide in and out of me, tensing up I orgasmed, throwing my head back, moaning loudly. I kept my hand there feeling my orgasm and him getting harder and harder, ready to explode.
He pressed his head into my chest as he came inside me, I collapsed against him, breathing heavily. He held me close and sighed deeply. I got off him and pulled my clothes back on, hating this awkward moment of not knowing what to say. "Mmmmm, baby its been a long time since anybody has done me that good." he said, lighting up a camel. I smiled and opened the door to the truck. "Thanks, it was great for me too." I said stepping down. I gave him one more smile and walked across the parking lot.
The next morning, as I was walking to my car to hit the road again, I saw the mack pulling out, he blared the horn and I nodded, watching him leave, I got in my car, smiling, happy that I had the courage to walk up to that truck in the first place.
© B.D. 2011