Chapter 4
The trucker got to his feet and pumped his cock a couple of times.
"Why don't you bend over," he told her, "get on your feet, baby, and bend over the edge of the bed. I'll stab you from behind."
"You're too big," she said, looking gravely at his enormous penis.
"I'll put some Vaseline on it," he told her, "if you want me to."
"You'd better, tiger," she told him, "because I'm not letting you slip that thing up me without some help."
She went to the bathroom and got some Vaseline. She rubbed it all over his penis and then he told her, "That's enough. I want to fuck you now."
He had her bend over and then she felt him slowly slipping his well-lubricated shaft between her ass crack. With a hard and sudden jab he rode into her.
"Fuck it, honey," he told her, "that's what I want you to do, baby. Fuck. Fuck good."
He rode into her with hard driving stabs. At first it hurt like the devil but afterwards she got used to it and enjoyed it.
"Wiggle your butt for me," he told her as he slapped her ass cheeks.
She wiggled all right. She hoped he would get off quickly.
"Oh, that's nice," he exclaimed happily, "baby, I can feel it in my toes. Those thrills slide up and down my spine when I stab your ass. Oh, you're tight. I wish cunt was as tight as ass."
"You would fuck everything anyway," she said, "one of these truckers even wanted to do my armpits."
"Are you an armpit virgin?" he asked her as he went on ramming his cock up her rectum.
"Nobody has fucked my sexy armpits yet," she admitted.
"Before I finish tonight, baby," he told her, "I want to screw your armpits, too."
Vicky would have laughed except for the fact that the pain that his huge cock was creating as he rode it up her rectum did not allow her that pleasure.
He was enjoying it so much now he was trembling.
"Hang in there, honey," he told her, "I'm almost there. Oh, baby, now we're doing it. Come on, baby, fuck."
She gripped his cock tightly and squeezed. His big penis exploded.
"I'm cuming," he exclaimed excitedly as he rammed it in up to the hilt. His big balls bounced on her buttocks as he finished stabbing her ass.
She was so excited now she almost juiced, too. Finally he eased his cock smoothly out of her behind. It wasn't difficult as it was coated with his cum.
He washed off his penis and went back to the bed and lay there.
"Neil," she asked him, "how far do you drive?"
"Oh, about a five-hundred-mile run," he told her. "Mostly between Detroit and Chicago."
"Do you meet a lot of nice girls?" she asked him.
"I get some nice hitchhikers now and then," he admitted, "and I bed down with some of the babes in a motel. Most of them are hungry and they want some money. But I don't mind. I figure if they give me a good time it's worth something."
"You've got the right attitude," she told him frankly, "and I'm sure that you give the girls a good time."
"I don't know about that," he said, "sometimes I get some pretty weird ideas. I like to chair fuck and ass fuck and get my cock sucked and eat pussy."
"You're normal," she smiled, "at least, for truckers."
Insomuch as she had never been fucked in a chair, Vicky wondered what it would be like, "Neil," Vicky asked, "will you give me a chair fuck?"
"Let me have a breather," he told her. "I need something to drink."
"Just a minute," Vicky said as she went to get a couple of bottles of booze and some ice cubes.
"Do you want a screwdriver?" she asked him.
"Or maybe you'd like a bourbon and Seven or Scotch on the rocks. You name it, I've got it."
"I'll take a screwdriver," he said.
Vicky went to get the orange juice and returned and then mixed him the Vodka and orange juice., "You know how to mix a mean drink," he told her.
She was delighted when she came back and he was relaxed.
"I want that chair fuck," she said, "I really do, Neil."
"I know you do, baby," he told her, "and you're gonna get it."
After a few moments Neil went over and sat on the chair. He gripped his cock and pumped on it until it was hard. She enjoyed Watching him jack off. He would hold his balls cupped in one hand while he would pull vigorously with the other. She saw some juice surface at the small slit at the head of his cock and knew it was time for her to get astride him.
"Now, sweetheart," he explained, "you just slide down my shaft. That's all you have to "do."
She slid down his cock and locked her legs around him.
"Fuck it," he told her, "that's it, baby. This is when pussy muscles count. Come on, baby, grab my prick."
She grabbed his cock. He loved the sensation of her pussy muscles clasping his penis and massaging it.
"Do you use one of those pussy muscle exercisers?" he asked with a curious smile.
"I don't have to," she assured him, "I get plenty of fucking. I use big cocks to keep my muscle tone."
He laughed as he reached for her bosoms.
"You see, honey," he explained with a boyish grin, "you can play, with the tits when you fuck like this. There's a lot to be said for chair fucking."
As Vicky felt his big hands grasping her bosoms and pinching the nipples, she realized he was a very hot man.
"Fuck me," she begged, "that's it. Fuck me. Oh, yes, I want it, baby. Give it to me. Now you're doing it. That's the way. Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me!"
Vigorously clasping the sliding tool, she went on pleasing him.
"I can't take much of this," he told her. "Oh, baby, I want to hang on that cliff as long as I can. Oh, baby, we're closing in on climax. Now, baby, now."
Vickie knew what to do. Grasping his penis tightly she squeezed as hard as she could. The hot juices shot out of his cock. She loved being bathed with his creamy sticky cum.
"Oh, give it to me," she begged, "give me every drop of juice in your cock. Oh, Neil baby, I love that."
Her voice was husky with emotion as he finished giving her what she wanted so badly. She kissed him passionately and slowly pulled off his slippery penis.
As she walked over to the bed for a moment Neil almost wished he had sex like this on a regular basis. But he knew that was more than he dared ask for.
"What are you thinking about?" she smiled at the trucker.
"I'm thinking I'd better get back on the highway pretty soon, baby," he told her.
"I thought you could stay all night," she shook her head.
"No, I've gotta be in Chicago by dawn," he explained. "So I've got to go now. You've got time for another man tonight. This ought to be your lucky night."
Realizing he had flattered her with the hundred-dollar bill and complimented her all through their sexual byplay, she wanted to say something to him but she couldn't. She was choked with emotion. This was not right. She knew that never again would she allow her emotions to become involved with a customer. It was bad for business.
"Take care," she said after he had gotten dressed.
"Catch you later," he said.
As he shut the door Vicky knew he had ended their relationship. Before they had enjoyed sex together he had explained that he never wanted to screw the same woman twice. At least he was honest.
It was about three o'clock now and Vicky decided she would go back to the restaurant and have some coffee. Maybe she could pick up a trick.
Going back into the restaurant she did observe another man standing there. There was only one now and it was the deadest hour of the night. Most of the rigs were parked and the men were either sleeping or involved with women.
She looked at this man who was sitting at the counter and he couldn't have been more than in his early twenties she calculated. She sat two seats from him and ordered coffee. The waitress on that shift didn't know her very well and said nothing as she poured her coffee. It didn't take long for the dark-haired man to observe Vicky's blonde beauty.
"Kind of early in the morning for you to be up, isn't it?" he smiled at her.
"I keep unusual hours," Vicky said and sipped some more coffee to avoid looking at him.
"I do, too," he said, "I guess most truckers do keep offbeat hours."
"Doesn't give you much time for a social life, does it?" Vicky asked softly.
"Oh, I find it where I can," he smiled. , "That's nice," she laughed. "I guess I find it where I can, too."
Before long he was sitting beside her.
"Have you got a place here?" he asked her in a whisper.
"Yes," she replied.
"Can I join you?" he asked under his breath.
"If you want to," she agreed.
When they were outside Vicky thought she ought to tell him the facts of life.
"I have to charge," she smiled nervously, "not that I want to charge you, baby. But business is business."
"I expected to pay," he laughed.
"You knew?" Vicky said, wondering if she was looking like a whore now or what.
"Of course I knew," he told her, "I guess it's just instinct."
Vicky didn't say another word. She went into the bedroom and observed that her new-found lover didn't immediately undress. First he asked her how much.
"What does pussy cost these days?" he asked. "With inflation and all, how much does it cost to lay a dame like you?"
"How does fifty grab you?" she asked him.
"What does that include?" he asked.
"Quite a bit," she admitted.
"Do you give a head job?"
"Yes," Vicky replied, looking directly into his eyes.
Coldly he asked her, "Do you suck ass?"
"If that's your bag, I could," she admitted, "although it's not the thing I enjoy most."
"What do you enjoy most about it all?" he smiled.
"Picking up the money," she said bluntly. "It figures," he told her. He gave her two twenties and a ten and she promptly put them in her purse.
"I want to undress you," he told her. "Do you mind?"
"Not at all," she replied.
He came over and began unfastening her blouse. She enjoyed being undressed by him. He had a gentle, soothing manner.
"You're nervous," he said.
"Am I?" she returned the question.
"Yes," he nodded.
He reached inside of her blouse once he had opened it and let his hands grasp her bosoms.
"You're not wearing a bra," he smiled sensually.
"My breasts stand up," she said, "they don't need any help."
"No, they don't," he said, licking his lips. "I can hardly wait to suck on them."
"Hurry up," she said, "I want to get some sleep."
"Don't bug me," he snapped, "I'm buying you, sweetheart. You've got my fifty bucks and I'm gonna get my fun. Do you understand?"
Vicky sighed heavily. "Only too well," she assured him.
He was getting angry at this point and wondered if he wanted to go through with it.
"I think I should get a rebate," he said.
"Everybody is giving rebates these days. You know, for cars they give back so much. Shouldn't I get five or ten bucks back?"
"No way," she told him, "if you want to get your fifty bucks worth, get moving, tiger."
That did it. The trucker reached down and unzipped his fly.
"I present you with my penis," he said as he stroked his limp cock to life.
Her sarcastic comments had gotten him angry and in a state of anger it was difficult for him to get a hard-on. However, having put out fifty bucks for a screw, he was determined that he was going to get his money's worth.
"You have a long cock there," she told him, determined to get his ego up which in turn would get his cock going. For she really was getting tired.
"You've got a nice mouth, too," he told her, "and I think it would be nice if you got on the floor, sweetheart, and when I pull my shorts down you grab my ass and I'll feed you my dick, inch by inch."
Rather than make any big protest, Vicky did as she was told. He hadn't asked her to completely undress and she figured she wouldn't if she didn't have to.
With her breasts nude now she got on the floor on her knees. The trucker shoved his penis to her lips.
"Open your mouth, sweetheart," he told her, "and suck the cream out of my dick. There's a lot of juice there for you."
She opened her mouth and sucked him in. He pumped it to her.
"Grab my ass and squeeze my ass cheeks," he told her, "that's what I want you to do, baby. Now suck it, suck that big juicy dick. Suck it off."
She was sucking hard now and he was getting more and more intensely excited.
"Oh, baby," he gasped, "now you're doing it. That's the way. Come on, sweetheart, suck it. Suck that big juicy prick. Suck it off. Come on, baby, suck that cock. Ohhh, sweetheart, now you're doing it."
The trucker's balls bounced on the waitress's chin as he stabbed into her.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "you sure give a great cock suck. That's what I need. Come on, sweetheart, suck me. Suck my cock off."
He couldn't take much of this action. Suddenly his big penis exploded in her mouth. She thought she'd choke on the steady stream of white cum which shot down her throat.
"I told you I needed it," he said joyously, "oh, baby, that's a flood of cum. Oh, yes, I'm shooting it to you."
When he pulled his penis out of her mouth, she figured it was over. However, glancing up she observed his cock was still hard.
"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "we're gonna have a good time. Let's go to bed. I want to ride your pussy. Do you know how to snap your pussy?"
"I'll give you a good time, don't you worry," she assured him.
Going over to the bed she took off her clothes completely. As he saw her naked before him his mouth watered.
"You've sure got a nice body," he told her, "and I know just what I can do with it, too."
It didn't take him much longer to get ready. "Now I'll just take off everything," he said, "and I'll get in bed bare ass naked and fuck your pussy."
The trucker straddled her for a moment and then he brushed the head of his shaft against her pussy hair.
"Does this feel good to you?" he asked her.
"It always feels good to have a hard cock sliding across my pussy," she assured him.
Reaching down Vicky grabbed his penis and guided it into her. As it plunged into her vagina her pussy muscles grasped it.
"Oh, you're tight there," he told her, "beautiful. Come on, sweetheart, fuck me. Fuck me good."
He rode into her with vigorous cock stabs.
"Keep it up," he told her, "that's how you do it. Come on, honey, fuck. Fuck it."
In and out the big cock rode. She was getting so excited now she was shaking. She loved the way he fucked her. He had his own rhythm. He would drive forward in a couple of hard strokes and then do nothing. At this point she would cry for him passionately to plunge his penis into her hard again.
"Fuck me," she told him, "fuck me, trucker. Give it to me. I want to feel that big cock of yours. Oh, yes, come on, baby. Fuck me. Fuck me hard."
The thick pulsating penis stabbed into her. She clasped his ass cheeks and squeezed them as he finished driving his cock into her pussy.
"That's what I call a good fuck," he exclaimed, "oh, baby, you're beautiful. Come on. Now you're doing it. That's the way I like it. Fuck it, baby, fuck it."
It wasn't long now before he juiced. As she milked his penis with her gripping vagina muscles he brushed his chest over her bosoms.
"Grab my ass and play with it," he exclaimed excitedly, "oh, baby, this is really what I call fucking."
Vicky grabbed the trucker's firm round buttocks. She squeezed his ass cheeks as he brushed his hard chest over her soft bosoms. Her nipples became erect as she got stimulated with his stabbing cock.
"Finger fuck my ass-hole," he suggested, "come on, baby, finger fuck it."
She let her finger slide up his behind and massage his prostate gland. He loved the sensation she was generating this way.
"Wow!" he gasped, "that feels super, baby. You're really doing it now."
The wild sexual ecstasy that she was experiencing at this point persisted.
"Oh, baby," she exclaimed, "you sure know how to ball. That's the way, sweetheart. Beautiful."
The sensational pleasure that she was experiencing with her new-found trucker lover made her wish he would visit her on a regular basis.
"You've got to stop here more often," she said, "I would love to take care of you."
"I like to hear you say that," he admitted candidly, "I appreciate a little personal feeling when I'm fucking."
He bent over and licked her bosoms. She pulled her finger from his ass-hole and massaged his ass cheeks.
When he pulled off her this time he looked at her with a sly smile.
"Would you suck my ass now?" he asked her.
"If you want me to," she agreed.
He straddled her, and lowered his buttocks down until she reached up to hold his thighs. Then her tongue licked his ass cheeks. Lowering some more, she let her tongue slide all around his rectum. He loved the sensation of her tongue stabbing in and out of his behind.
"Beautiful, baby," he told her, "that's how you do it. Come on, baby. Now you're doing it. That's the way. Keep it up."
At this point he was pulling on his cock and getting more stimulation.
"Oh, baby," he told her, "you're really a good ass licker. Come on. Stick your tongue way up in there. Let me feel it."
She could feel the rhythm of his hand jerking on his cock and see his balls pulling up as his hand moved up, and she went on sucking.
"Suck it," he told her, "suck it and I'll shoot my wad." A second later he gushed.