Chapter 1
Vicky walked into the truck-stop restaurant hopeful she would find employment. The manager looked at her and shook his head. It burned her up. For Vicky was a shapely blonde and she knew how to dress. Why the manager shook his head she couldn't understand.
"So you're the gal who wanted to be the waitress here?" he smiled smugly.
"Yes," she replied, "what's so funny?"
"Nothing," he said, "would you like some coffee, honey?"
"All right," Vicky agreed, trying to be pleasant.
As the blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl sat down to have coffee with Gus, who owned the Night Owl truck-stop restaurant, she wondered if he was putting her on.
"This is a rough place to work," he began.
"Why is it rough?" Vicky asked curiously.
"Have you ever worked at a place like this before?" he asked her.
"I've worked in some nice places in New Orleans," she said, "but nothing on the highway."
"I didn't think so," he smiled, "there are many reasons that this is not an easy place to serve the men."
"I get along with men very well," Vicky smiled, flashing her white teeth.
"I'll just bet you do," Gus said, eyeing her bosoms carefully.
"When do I begin and what's the pay?" she said, radiating total confidence.
"What makes you so sure I'm gonna hire you?" Gus asked her.
He sipped his coffee and she didn't answer immediately. She was thinking.
"I'm all ears," Gus told her.
"I just know that I would bring business," Vicky explained, "I always do. I try to be friendly with the fellows. I don't mean getting fresh or anything, but just being kind and courteous."
As last Gus told her the truth.
"We have some difficult men that come to these places," he told her, "and they try to entice my girls. They're out on the road 'til all hours. And they get horny, you know what I mean."
"Certainly I know what you mean," she said, "and it's understandable. If you know how to use a sense of humor you can avoid sexual confrontations."
"Are you sure about that?" Gus smiled.
"Of course I am," Vicky replied.
It was obvious to him that she was being as thoughtful as she knew how.
"You know, beautiful," Gus smiled, "I can go for you myself. Except I happen to be a very lucky man. I have a beautiful wife and couple of kids."
"That's good," Vickie nodded, "because I don't mix business and pleasure."
Gus laughed.
"You're the most determined young lady I've ever had come to ask for a job," he admitted, "and I guess I ought to hire you. You'd be an asset to any man to have on the place."
"Thank you, Gus," she told him.
Vicky was hired then and there. Gus had a motel as well as the restaurant. He gave Vicky a permanent room and she loved it. ' "You've got a nice TV in here and everything," he smiled.
"I'll be happy here," she told him. "It's nice to be around normal people away from the big city."
Gus didn't say anything. He knew what she would face when the truckers passed through the place.
That evening Vicky went to work. Gus had a couple of blue nylon uniforms that fitted her perfectly. The very first customer that she had gave her the eye. He was a husky, curly-haired man with olive skin and blazing brown eyes. His eyes focused on her bosoms.
"You're new here," he smiled, "what's your name, honey?"
"I'm Vicky," she told him, "and I'm real lucky. Gus took me on today."
"I must compliment Gus on good taste," he told her. "What do you do when you get through working?" he smiled.
"Go to bed," she said as she handed him his bill.
"Alone?" he said as he looked intently into her eyes.
"Yes," she said, "I'm a waitress. Not a hooker."
"Too bad," he said, "because you're my type, baby."
"I know," she laughed, "I have two legs and the right equipment between them."
He laughed as he introduced himself.
"I'm Ralph," he smiled, "and what did you say your name was, baby?"
"Vicky," she said, slightly annoyed.
"It could get real sticky between you and me, Vicky," he smiled as he got to his feet, "that is, if you'd go to bed with me."
Vicky walked away. Gus was watching the entire confrontation. After Ralph had gone he came over and congratulated her.
"I've got to hand it to you, honey," he told her, "a lot of my waitresses have fallen for that guy. He's sort of a Casanova of the highway, if you know what I mean."
"He drives one of those big trucks like all the others," she said, "and he gets erections when he hasn't gone after a certain amount of time without being around his wife."
"Ralph isn't married," Gus shrugged, "and I guess he never will get married. He gets all the action he needs without benefit of clergy."
It was becoming increasingly difficult for Vicky to understand why any girl would ever want to work as a waitress at a truck stop. For one man after the other was making passes.
When she got off the job at two o'clock in the morning she went to her room. However, standing in front of the doorway was Ralph.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded.
"Waiting," he replied with a sly smile forming around his lips.
"For what?" she snapped indignantly. "Not for me I hope."
Vicky opened the door and stepped into her room. Ralph followed closely behind.
"You beast," she snapped, "how dare you come in my room?"
Before she could say another word Ralph had slammed the door shut and locked it. Wrapping his arms around her swiftly he pressed his lips hard against hers. When she felt his huge penis pressing against her she did understand just how turned on he was. More than that, she understood how long he was.
Pulling his mouth away from hers he smiled confidently. "How about that?" he asked her.
He reached down and unzipped his fly and pulled out his penis.
"Wouldn't you like to have that sticking in you?" he smiled.
"No," she answered, "I'm not a hooker."
"I wasn't planning to pay for pussy," he told her, "just eat it and enjoy it."
Before she knew what was happening he was undressing.
"Don't take your clothes off in here, Ralph," she objected.
"Why not?" he smiled.
"Because I'm not gonna have sex with you," she informed him flatly. "Find a girl who-likes to carry on like that. I don't."
"Don't knock my cock if you haven't tried it," he smiled as he pulled off his tight-fitting shorts.
Ralph gave his penis a couple of strokes, trying to entice her.
"I'd sure like your hot mouth wrapped around it, honey," he told her, "and then I'd like to slip it into your pussy. They say I'm a great tongue man, too. How long has it been since you've had your pussy eaten?"
"You know how to ask an awful lot of personal questions," she informed him flatly, "and I find it neither flattering nor fun. Now just stop it."
She was becoming more distressed every moment for he was so determined that he was going to have her that he unzipped her uniform and reached in and felt of her bosoms.
"My, my, but they're nice," he complimented her, "soft and wonderful. Sweetheart, how do you feel down there?"
Reaching down he snapped the elastic waistband of her panties and then he reached inside.
"Get your hands off me," she objected angrily, "you have no right."
"Oh, don't I," he said quickly, "you want it. You're not pushing away."
Realizing that she did want it and he understood that she told him, "All right, Ralph. You win. Let's go to bed."
It was really getting Vicky angry that Ralph had to act like this. Then he grabbed her forcefully and pushed her down between his legs.
"I want you to suck on it," he smiled happily.
Even though Vicky was disgusted and despised him, when she saw that mammoth male member in front of her lips, she did the instinctive thing of letting her tongue slide out. She licked it quickly.
"Feels good, baby," he told her, "now wrap your hot mouth around it and give me a good cock suck."
Her lips wrapped around his penis and soon she was sucking. She was building to a climax.
"That's it, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. Just like that. Suck it. Play with my nuts."
Vicky reached out and tickled his balls. This got him more excited.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Now you're doing it. Just like that."
It was becoming apparent to him that Vicky was good at it. More than that he knew she liked it. Pulling way off his penis she would let her mouth slide back. She enjoyed looking at the saliva-slickened surface.
"Suck my prick," he begged her, "that's what I want you to do, sweetheart, suck it. Come on, eat my dick." . He was so stimulated now he was trembling.
"That's the way I like it," he panted as he pumped it to her. "Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Come on, sweetheart, suck it. Suck that big juicy dick off, sweetheart. Suck, baby, suck."
The super pleasure that he felt now continued.
"Suck it for me," he begged her, "that's what
I want you to do, baby, suck it. Suck that big juicy cock."
Ralph didn't have to tell her to do it anymore. For Vicky's mouth moved rapidly back and forth across his slick cock.
"Oh, sweetheart," he panted, "that's just like I like it. Suck, baby, suck."
All at once his big cock exploded. She gulped greedily, enjoying it.
"Get every drop of it, baby," he panted, "that's it. Every sticky drop of it."
This was it. Sex just as she liked it.
"Eat it," he smiled, "it's good for you, baby. Suck all that cream out of my cock."
Pulling off his penis she got to her feet.
"Now, baby doll," he smiled, "I'm gonna eat your snatch."
It didn't take Ralph long to carry Vicky over to the bed and spread her legs. He got down between them and smiled over her crotch.
"This is what I enjoy," he smiled, "nice pussy. I'll just slide my tongue along it real quick and give you what you need."
He slid his hands under Vicky's round ass cheeks and let his tongue flip into her vagina. Licking and lashing and loving her he thought he would go out of his mind with passionate delight.
"Oh, Ralph," she groaned in delight, "you don't know how good this feels to me. Keep it up, baby. Now you're doing it. Just like that, tiger. Oh, eat me. Eat my pussy."
She didn't have to tell Ralph anything about pussy eating. He was a past master at the art of tongue lovemaking. He enjoyed every aspect of this adoration of the vagina. He was so close he could see each curling pubic hair. He could sniff the aroma of her loins. At the same time his tongue could taste her. It was a combination of sensual thrills that brought him to the brink of climax again, even though his penis wasn't slipping into her.
Glancing down at his body Vicky observed his hardening cock.
"I want to be fucked by you again, tiger," she exclaimed. "I see you've got a hard-on. Keep fucking, baby. Fuck me. Fuck me!"
Relentlessly his tongue rode into her. The harder the tongue pumped into her the more stimulated she became.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you really are too much. Come on, sweetheart."
He let his hands sweep from her buttocks up to her bosoms. He pinched the nipples as the passionate frenzy increased in tempo.
"Suck my pussy," she begged, "suck me, baby. That's what I want you to do, suck my pussy. Eat me, baby, eat my hot pussy."
"Ohhh, baby," he cried out as he momentarily removed his lips from her mound, "you taste so good, sweetheart."
"Ohhh, Ralph," she exclaimed as she threw her legs around him and pushed her pelvis forward. She was juicing now.
"Oh, baby," she whimpered, "eat my pussy. That's what I want you to do. Eat it. Every drop of it. Lick it. Love it."
The overpowering frenzy that she felt at this point had her trembling.
"Sweetheart," she said softly, "you don't know what you do to me when you love me like that."
It was obvious to Ralph that he had stimulated and aroused her passions. But it was equally obvious that she could get carried away. He didn't want her falling for him. The last thing he needed was any woman loving him. If there was one thing he prided himself in it was his independence.
"You know, sweetheart," he told her, "you're beautiful. But you're dangerous."
He was looking up at her now.
"Why do you say that?" Vicky asked him, her innocent blue eyes shining with passionate satisfaction.
"Because a man could really fall for you," he exclaimed. "He could fall for you like a ton of bricks."
He got to his feet and his cock was still hard. Yet he was giving some more thought about getting further involved with Vicky. For he could see it was a sticky situation to say the least.
Vicky got to her feet and walked over to him. It pleased her that she had turned on Ralph so much.
"You want another fuck, don't you, Ralph ? " she said, reaching out and stroking his cock.
"Too much for my own good," he told her. "Take your hands off that thing. It's too hot to handle, sweetheart."
Vicky didn't take her hand off Ralph's cock. Instead, she stroked it.
"I've got some oil that I'd like to have you use when you're pulling on my penis," he smiled, "that always feels real good."
She let go of his cock while he went to get some oil. He returned and she saturated his cock with it and then pulled.
"That's a dreamy sensation," he told her, "it really is. Oh, baby, I'd love to rub that big oily cock all over your body. All over your ass. All over your tits. All over your face."
"Do anything you want, Ralph," she told him, "anything you want."
Ralph went over to the bed. As Vicky lay there on her stomach Ralph rubbed her ass cheeks with his slippery cock.
"Oh, that's beautiful," he told her, "it feels like velvet."
She rolled over.
"Try it on my tits," she said, "that'll feel good to me, too, baby."
Ralph straddled her. He let his huge, slippery penis sway this way and that over her lusty bosoms.
"I like that," he told her, "it feels fantastic, baby."
Reaching for her breasts he massaged them while he slid his cock back and forth.
"Can you feel the family jewels down there?" he smiled.
"They're getting hard, honey," she told him. "Why don't you swing those nuts over my face so I can lick them?"
Ralph took her up on the offer. Moving forward he swung his weighty balls over her face.
"That feels great," he told her. "Why don't you open your mouth and suck on them. I'd like that, baby."
Ralph said nothing further as he looked down and watched her sucking. It was amazing how he had educated her so quickly. Apparently she was ripe for sex.
He told her to pull off now as he wanted to feel inside her pussy with his penis.
She released his balls and he moved down to her vagina. Stabbing his throbbing, slippery male member into her he rode vigorously.
"Fuck it for me, baby," he told her, "that's what I want you to do. Fuck. Come on, sweetheart, fuck it."
The fantastic sensations flooded his body. He was really delighted at this point.
"Oh, baby, you sure know how to give a guy a good screw," he smiled into her eyes.
Looking up, Vicky returned his radiant glance.-
"You know how to screw me," she said. "I'm enjoying myself."
He went on fucking her like this until his penis almost exploded.
"Come on, baby," he told her, "now you're doing it. That's it, honey. Oh, beautiful. Fuck. Twist your ass."
She ground her hips around and gripped his sliding slippery cock with her pussy muscles. All at once she juiced. She could tell how turned on she was.
"I'm cuming," she panted as she reached but and gripped her young lover's behind.
Squeezing Ralph's ass cheeks she thrust her pelvis forward.
"I made it, too, baby," he smiled at her. "Oh, sweetheart, this is a lot of fun."