Chapter 7
Jackie and Black Jack entered the scroungy little diner. Seated all along one wall were the cops She'd never seen so many of them outside of parade and downtown at the cop shop. There w something spooky about the way they looked a her. It wasn't with hatred or anger. But it made her uneasy. Black Jack sensed it immediately. He put hi arm around her shoulders and guided her toward table in the section marked "Truckers Only".
"Don't worry about the bears. They just thin you're jail bait."
Jackie felt uneasy. She was. Black Jack felt her shoulders tense, then he said quietly, "What are you? Fifteen."
"Sixteen," she answered.
He shrugged. "You sure suck like a helluva lo older." He smiled his broad smile and sat down Jackie quickly joined him. The police had gone back to their meals but it was apparent they didn't like the sight of the blonde chick with a black buck.
Black Jack ordered for both of them, then added, "The stew is the only fit thing on the menu to eat. Stay away from the hamburgers. Deadly. And I'd hate to see you out of action with the trots."
Jackie smiled weakly, then shuddered when she saw two truckers come in. There was that air about them that told her they were going to intrude on her private world. She gave them a quick once over and decided they were okay-looking guys. Nothing flashy, but okay.
Unexpectedly, Black Jack shouted to them, "Hey, dammit! You two assholes going to ignore me? Dave! Jeff! Get your sweet asses over here and join us."
To Jackie he quietly said, "Don't sweat it. These are cool cats. They know where it's at."
"Damned if they didn't let him loose. How long you been on the outside, Jack?" boomed the one named Jeff. Jackie looked at him more closely. He had a ski nose and straight black hair. He wasn't ugly, but lacked the quality that would have made her describe him as good-looking. There was a smooth manner about him, however, that made her feel more at ease. He knew where he was at and projected it to everyone around him.
"Been out of the joint for a year now. Just goes to show what happens when a couple honkies like you two get out of touch. But meet my little blonde friend, here. Jackie."
The black man inclined his head toward the two others. They smiled broadly as if they knew the intimate details of what had gone on in the truck just a few minutes earlier.
As they slipped into the booth, Jackie got a chance to study Dave. He was built like a bull. Thick neck, broad shoulders, huge waist that she guessed was pure muscle. It didn't seem to sag like a beer gut would. She began to wonder what it would be like making it with these two. Sucking off Black Jack was fine, but she needed more.
The cocksucking had dulled the edge of her passions. But the razor sharpness of her desires had never quite gone away. She needed some cock up her. Between her legs, fucking hard. That's where it was at for her. And these two might be able to give her all she needed. Her mind began to wander.
Fucking with two guys at once was a real thrill. She remembered with fondness how Fred and Jim had made a sexy sandwich of her as one fucked her cunt and the other corn-holed her. But they were high school kids. They didn't really know anything. Not like these guys out on the road. There wasn't much difference in ages-a handful of years-but there was decades of difference in the way they balled.
Dave and Jeff at once. The idea began to appeal to her. She thought of one of them taking her up the butt while the other crouched down so she could suck him off. Or . ..
"Hey, you, blondie!" snapped Dave. "Wake up. Your food's here."
She looked down at the unappetizing plate of stew. It might have been the best the place had to offer, but it was none too good. She picked at the food while the three men swapped lies.
She began listening to the drift of what they were saying. Interested, the teenager suddenly got the picture. Black Jack was having to roll in a few minutes and was subtly telling these two friends of his she was available!
Jackie almost protested, then glanced over and saw the cops staring at her. Suddenly defiant, she decided no matter what, she'd fuck both Dave and Jeff-even if she had to do in on the table in front of all those policemen. There was something about them that brought out the stubborn streak in her.
More to spite them than anything else, she'd let Black Jack barter her away to Dave and Jeff.
Not that she minded. Both men looked quite capable to giving her all the pleasure she could handle.
And with both of them working on it at the same time . . .
It wouldn't be bad at all.
"Did you say you had to be back on the road soon, Black Jack?" she asked. She looked at his face, watched the amazement spread. Then he laughed a loud, booming laugh.
"Sure 'nuff. I think I'll leave you to these two gents. If that's okay with you, Pussy Lips."
Jackie didn't miss the way Dave and Jeff exchanged glances. They seemed to be clued in on what was coming down now. And they were all for it.
"Okay, man. Just be careful you don't let your hand slip when you start jamming those gears. Your shift knob's a little slick, I bet."
The two men didn't understand why Blackjack laughed loud and long at that. But they figured it must be a good joke. They politely chuckled along with the man.
"See you on the turnaround, Pussy Lips. You're a nice piece of ass. Hard to come by out on the road, you know?"
"Thanks. You're pretty hot shit, yourself."
The black man stood and quickly left. But he paid for her meal before going. That make Jackie feel like she was getting something more than the pleasure of giving him head. And what a blow job it had been, too! One of the best she'd ever done.. She had been in great shape for it. And now these two studs were begging for more of the same. She smiled. She was just the one to give it to them!
After the men had downed quick sandwiches, Dave said, "Let's split. This fucking place is nothing but a zoo with all those smokies around."
Jeff nodded, then said to Jackie, "Dear lady, if you'd like to join my partner and me, I think we could make sweet music together."
"I'd rather fuck together, but whatever you two want." She smiled at Jeff's surprised look. He - obviously wasn't expecting her to lay it on the line.
Dave snickered, then nodded toward the door. "Out."
The three left together under the careful gaze of a couple of the cops. Once outside, Dave heaved a sigh of relief. He said, "I just can't stand those mother-fucking bastards. Sons of bitches all the time down on me. I could tell you ..."
"Don't," said Jeff. "Let's try something else."
Jackie sprinted toward the semi rig the men were driving and quickly made her way up into the cab. Without slowly down, she was in the narrow bunk behind the driver's seat, her legs parted slightly to give the men the right idea of what she wanted.
As Dave looked back, she licked her lips. The pink tip of her tongue poked through her red lips just enough to wet the flesh. She made a slow, complete circuit before she sighed and leaned back.
"Well, gang, what's it gonna be?"
Dave and Jeff exchanged glances. Then Jeff said, "My partner and me aren't all that fussy. What's your choice?"
"How about both at once?" She was warming to the idea of fucking around with both these men. "How about both of you? One fucking me from the back and me sucking the other one off at the same time?"
"You're an ambitious bitch, aren't you? The hell with it. Sounds good to me. What you want, Dave? The back door or some head?"
"Match you for the doggy position."
The coins flashed briefly in the air, then Dave smiled and said, "Tough shit, partner. I get the cunt. Better luck next time."
He rapidly began stripping off his pants. Seeing the purple tip of his dong poking through his jockey shorts, Jackie decided she'd better strip down for some of the action, too. Getting the blouse off was no sweat. She was learning where to put her elbows in the narrow spare behind the cab. But getting her jeans off was a hassle.
Until Jeff helped her. He leaned forward, his mouth open. He said, "Just raise those lovely hips of yours off the bunk for a second ..."
And then he clamped his teeth around her jeans and began working them off. She was fascinated watching the man strip her jeans off, using only his mouth. The light brush of his lips over her thighs sent an electric shock volting into her body. She hadn't realized how tense she was, how much she wanted what these two men were offering.
Clad only in her cotton panties, she dropped her curvy butt back to the hard surface of the bunk. Jeff quickly said, "Up with the hips again if you want the panties off!"
She felt her crotch begin to water. What he was going to do was so incredibly sexy, she could barely stand it. She'd never had a man undress her like this before. It beat hell out of having a man undress her with his eyes!
His lips brushed across her pussy mound, and his nose pushed into her crotch while his teeth ripped and tore at her panties. She didn't care that he was destroying them. This was too much fun!
The feathery touch of his lips against her soft inner thighs turned her on in a big way. He began kissing and licking as he went, no longer interested in her panties. In shreds, they posed no problem to anyone any longer. All that was left was a gloriously naked pussy and two sex-starved men.
She was willing to do something about the sex-starved part. It would help satisfy her own voracious appetites in the same direction.
"Cut it out, Mouth!" snapped Dave. "I got the cunt, remember? You're the one who gets the blow job."
His hairy paws began rearranging things in the back of the cab. She felt his callused hands moving along the sides of her body, stroking, lifting, pushing in all the right places. Her cunt was drooling by the time she crouched on her hands and knees, legs spread wide so the man could get into her twat.
She rapidly found he knew what he was doing. She had only to relax her arms and have a mouth full of tasty cock. Before Dave could get into her, she was already sucking on Jeff's dong. The man gasped as her eager tongue began "working up and down his length. This was a tasty dessert for her. It was exactly what she needed to finish off the meal she'd started earlier with the black trucker.
Then she gasped. A huge pillar of meat poked into her from behind. She felt the man's hairy thighs rubbing against her smooth ass. And the long prod firmly planted itself at the gates of her hidden treasure. Her hairy clam hung down under her body, lips pressed together, tiny dew drops glittering evidence of her agitated state.
Then the plum-tipped dong pushed through her pussy lips and all the way up her juicy twat. She gasped and sucked in a mouthful of cock. The man whose dong she was mouthing sucked in his own breath. It was a lovely chain reaction they had going-
The man behind her fucked slowly back and forth in her quim. The action caused her to gasp and suck in her breath. She applied more suction to the pecker in her mouth. This caused the man getting head to enjoy the whole scene even more.
Nobody could lose with an arrangement like this.
Then she began to see how well these two worked as a team. As one speeded up the tempo of his fucking, the other reached under her body and sought out her dangling tits. He began working his fingers over the snowy white slopes. The flesh jiggled and bounded around like jello on a plate. When he found the tips of the pillowy mounds, he gripped her nipples between thumb and forefinger.
He began rolling the mushroom-like nipple back and forth. The jabs of sensation burning into her body ignited all her smoldering lusts. Her breath came faster. Heart thumping madly, all she could hear was the sound of the blood pounding in her ears.
It became hard to sort out all the pleasant things happening to her.
The cock ramming in and out of her cunt was a turn-on. She was certain it wasn't just any cock, either. Thick, huge in girth, it might have been a battering ram smashing into her tender flesh. Her cunt juiced up even more to take the entire length without any pain. The friction of the fucking began warming her guts. And she was certain it wouldn't be long before the hidden powder kegs in her belly exploded from the rapid stroking up her lust-channel.
But this was only part of it. The mouthful of cock proved equally interesting and exciting to her. The taste of a virile prick always turned her on. She could give one blow job after another all day long. She loved fellatio. The taste of a real man's cock was better than anything else in the world except the cum she could suck out of it.
The hands fondling her tits were driving her wild with lust. Each light touch sent lances of delight surging into her chest. Every time one of her nipples was pulled hard, rolled around, pressed into the soft flesh of her marshmallow tit, she felt as if her nerves had been soaked in acid.
These three different things were pushing her closer and closer to orgasm.
Then there was a new and wonderful fourth thing assaulting her body. A hand searched for and found her clit. The finger stroked gently over the slippery little pillar of erectile tissue. Her go-button quivered like a race horse in a starting gate.
If they had driven a white-hot needle into her guts, they couldn't have given her a more intense sensation. It was pure, undiluted pleasure. The stroking up and down her clitoris was guaranteed to light the fuse on her explosive orgasm.
She came.
There wasn't enough room for her to move around like her body wanted. She couldn't thrash about screaming out her exploded emotions. She drove her ass back-hard-against the dong fucking her. She sucked as powerfully as she could on the cock in her mouth. And she rode the orgasmic winds for as long as she could.
Every time she started to drift down from her sex high, something sent her flying back up. First it was the exciting friction of a hard driving cock inside her cunt. She could feel her fuck fluids burning away from the heat generated between the driving dong and her pussy walls.
She squeezed down and felt the cock inside her. It was huge. It was a fucking tool like few men had. She enjoyed it. She let it drill deep up her cunt before she squeezed down with her stomach muscles. As she tightened on the fuck stick deep within her, she groaned.
And the intense vacuum formed in her guts when he pulled his prong out sent her off into the wonderland of another cum.
As she slipped back to reality and came to terms with the delights of a cock pistoning back and forth in her twat, she found she still had a mouth wrapped around a throbbing cock. Sucking a little harder, she could lift the man's hips off the hard pallet on which they screwed.
He wasn't in much of a position to really face-fuck her. But he tried his damnedest. And she took as much of his trembling cock into her mouth as she could.
"God, oh sweet Jesus! This is fuckin' unbelievable!" he cried out.
Then she had a mouth entirely filled with his succulent jism. His cock had blown apart at the seams and was spurting out gallons of cum. She avidly sucked until there was nothing left in her mouth but a limp worm of a penis.
But she came again just tasting his slightly salty sperm.
Collapsing forward, sweating heavily, she was aware again of the cock slipping in and out of her quim. And the hand diddling with her clitoris. She thrust her perky rear back toward the man to take even more of his monster cock up her pussy.
Her entire body trembled in reaction as he touched her deeply buried cervix. The blunt tip of his glans prodded the gently padded narrowing in her cunt far up in her guts. She came again.
And again. And again.
She felt like someone was machine gunning her down. She never had a chance to recover from one climax before another smashed through her body assaulting her senses.
But she loved it. She loved the cock in her twat. She loved the hands all over her boobs. The finger pressing into her clit was giving her unparalleled pleasure.
She came again.
Finally, the stiffening of the pecker in her pussy told her the lovemaking was about over. When the hot flood of man seed blasted into her belly, she came a final time.
Her pussy convulsed and clamped down hard on the man's prick. He kept fucking into the small-diameter manhole until he fell out, limp and totally spent.
For a long moment, Jackie just poised there, her white ass up in the air, her head on folded arms. Then she rolled over against the wall and slid down the cool metal. She was exhausted. She had lost track of how many times she'd cum. It was a lot and it had drained her body-for a time.
Jackie didn't kid herself. Dave and Jeff had given her the finest fucking ever. They worked together well, knew all the right moves, were expert cocksmen. But no pair of men could wear her out for long. She was slowly realizing how potent the desire for sex was in her.
It wasn't a simple teenage girl's longing to get laid. It was far more than that. She had to have sex constantly. It was becoming like breathing. Without it, she would suffocate. And it had to be constant, powerful, expert.
"Damned but I never had my cock squeezed down on like that before," gasped Dave. He wiped the sweat from his forehead. "But you better get dressed, Blondie. We gotta roll in a few minutes."
Jeff said, "Yeah, gotta roll." Then he seemed to shake off the fog of lust still clinging to his brain. He added, "You're a hot bush, that's for certain!"
As she climbed back into her clothes-minus her tattered panties-she found a lump in one pocket. The men had crammed a roll of bills into the left front pocket. She didn't bother counting it. Jackie knew they were happy. And so was she.
There was something unreal about getting h rocks off and being paid for it, too.