Chapter 4
Lorrie glanced down the counter at the good-looking young trucker who had been staring at her for a long time. He was new at the Four Corners, but for the past few days he had been coming in every day and staying a long time. He hadn't said much to her yet, but she could tell that he had been sizing her up. She could feel him undressing her with his eyes.
Nobody in the place seemed to know who the guy was, but something seemed to pass between him and Ronnie from time to time. Sometimes she caught Ronnie and the new tracker grinning at each other through the window into the kitchen. She had thought about asking Ronnie if he knew the guy, but that was out of the question.
Lorrie hadn't said two words to Ronnie in three weeks. She thought she might soften in her hard attitude toward Ronnie, but not enough time had passed yet since the incident in the woods. The boy had approached her several times, begging for more sex at first, begging for forgiveness later when he realized that sex was out of the question. She would forgive the kid, but in her own sweet time.
The newcomer in the black leather jacket was looking more and more interesting to her every day. She was attracted to him by his cold blue eyes and the way he seemed to look right through, everybody but her. She had watched his eyes follow her every curve, had watched him follow her every movement behind the counter.
Ronnie was watching Lorrie's every movement too, and watching the way she related to the new customer. Ronnie would have been jealous if she had looked at anyone the way she was looking at the new trucker only three weeks ago, but his feelings had changed since then. Where once he seethed with desire for the lusty and beautiful waitress now he seethed with hatred for her.
The boy still wanted to sink his dick into Lorrie's hot cunt, but he wanted to do it with a vengeance. He wanted to fuck her until she couldn't stand up. He wanted to fuck her in the face until she strangled on his sperm. He wanted to lick her cunt until she screamed for him to stop. He wanted to punch his dick in and out of her sensitive little cunt until she fainted.
As far as Ronnie was concerned Lorrie had treated him like dirt, and his feelings got worse every day. She knew that he was. or at least had been, madly in love with her. He had told her so a dozen times. She had given him a taste of her feminine charms and had taken them all away after that first mind-boggling taste. Ronnie had been in hell as a result of her cruel treatment of him. He couldn't do anything to make her warm up to him again, but he could get even with her for torturing him so badly. And that was just what he was going to do, with the newcomer's help.
"Hey, baby," Lorrie heard a voice say in a throaty whisper. "Got a minute?"
Lorrie turned around and saw the new trucker flash a sexy grin at her. She smiled back and sauntered over to him, leaning on her elbows across the counter and looking him in the eye.
"Damn! You sure are a pretty lady!" the trucker said, his clear eyes glittering.
"You're not so bad yourself, handsome," Lorrie smiled, her little cunnie warming already.
"Sell a lot of coffee?" he asked.
"Sure do," she replied.
"Know why?" the guy grinned.
Lorrie shrugged her pretty shoulders.
"'Cause the guys like to sip their coffee and look you over, baby," he said. "Shit, baby, I've had four cups myself!"
"Do I look that good to you, handsome?" Lorrie smiled, her cunt beginning to tingle.
"Sure do! You know, I could stand four more cups. Of course that might make me kinda waterlogged. "I'd still kinda like to look at you though," he said, his eyes burning into her.
"So look," she smiled, wriggling her shoulders and getting closer to him.
"Yeah. But I'd like to look at ya all night," he said in a low voice.
"I'll only be here until midnight tonight," she said calmly.
"That's too bad, baby. I gotta make a run tonight. Won't be back this way for a couple of weeks. Sure will miss seeing you, little lady, that is unless we could get together tonight. You go to bed early?" he asked, never taking his eyes off hers for a second.
"Some nights I don't sleep at all," she said.
"Why don't I just wait around here 'til you get off work and walk you over to my room at the motel? If you're not sleepy that is."
There was something about the man's cockiness that turned Lorrie on. He seemed to know that he had her for the taking. In fact he seemed to have known it from the first time he had set foot in the place. There was also something about the hardness of his features and the coldness of his eyes that made her fluttery inside. He looked cruel in a strangely attractive way. Lorrie was half afraid of him, ancLyet she couldn't resist him.
"I suppose I could find time," she said in a honeyed voice. "Do you know what you're getting into, honey?" she asked.
"I know what I'd like to get into," he replied.
"You might, handsome. You might," Lorrie smiled, her eyes twinkling.
"I know I'm handsome, baby, but you can call me Tony," he said with a grin.
"I'm Lorrie," the horny girl said.
"I know. I know all about you," Tony said.
"Don't believe everything you hear, Tony," Lorrie breathed, looking down the counter at a customer who had just ordered coffee. "Do you have a last name, Tony?"
"Uh-huh. But I'm not gonna tell you," he replied, taking a sip of his coffee and letting his eager eyes rove over Lorrie's body.
"And why not?" she asked, moving down to the coffee machine.
"You'll find out later," he said, looking down at her silky legs.
"You're the mysterious type," Lorrie smiled. "I like mysteries."
As Lorrie passed by the window into the kitchen she thought she saw Ronnie wink in Tony's direction. When she turned in his direction Ronnie wheeled about quickly and sauntered back to his sink. He didn't iook at her again until his shift was over. Then he walked up to her on his way out and smiled wickedly.
"Hope you have fun tonight, Lorrie," he said under his breath.
Ronnie had used the strangest tone of voice, as if he knew something that she didn't. She shook her pretty head and went into the restroom to change her clothes. Ronnie certainly was an odd kid, she thought.
When she had changed into a more comfortable dress Lorrie met her new boy friend at the door and walked arm in arm with him over to the motel. Her cunt was already steaming with desire, steaming for a hot fuck. She hadn't had a good screw in a week, longer than she usually went without cock.
Tony seemed to have all the cock she could handle. She had sized him up pretty carefully over the past few days, and she liked what she had seen. She could tell from the bulging of his crotch that he had just what she liked in a man. He wasn't particularly muscular, but she could see from the way he walked that he was strong enough to drive her wild in his powerful embrace.
By the time Lorrie reached the motel she was ready to fuck like a mink. She was in the mood to be manhandled, and somehow she thought that Tony might be just the man to do it.
"You hot tonight, Lorrie?" Tony asked in a low voice, holding her tightly to him.
"Um-hummm," she purred.
"You better be," he said calmly. "You better be real hot."
There was something slightly menacing about the tone of the guy's voice that bothered her just a bit, but she assumed that he was horny and feeling like most of her men felt when they were in that condition. Some of her men just took what they wanted, wasting little time in warming her up. That was all right sometimes, although she usually liked to be treated like a lady before she got dicked. Tonight, however, she felt like having her clothes nearly torn off her and having her cunt stuffed with jerking meat.
"That's my rig over there, baby," he said, pointing back at a gleaming semi.
"It's beautiful, Tony. I'd like to look it over some day, darling!" Lorrie smiled.
Lorrie knew that her truckers were proud of their rigs and did her best to pretend that she was as impressed by them as they were.
"You will, Lorrie. You will," he said half under his breath, opening the door to his room and showing her in. "Kinda hot in here. Why don't you get comfortable, Lorrie. Take off your dress," Tony said, standing with his arms folded over his chest.
"Well ... it is a bit warm, Tony," she smiled, sitting on the edge of his bed and taking off her shoes.
Tony watched without batting an eye as the luscious woman wriggled out of her. dress and pushed down her pantyhose. His cock was growing in his pants, swelling more and more by the second. She was everything he had heard she was, and more. She undressed herself and sat on the edge of the bed, heriegs held together, hiding the nest of her twat.
Lorrie's cunt twitched and tingled with excitement as she sat there with her legs pressed together. She folded her lovely arms over her breasts in an attitude of modesty, an attitude that was only meant playfully since she was seething inside with hot lust. Her arms felt the hardening points of her own little nipples. Her legs felt the growing heat of her vibrating young cunt.
"Spread them legs, bitch! I wanna see that cunt!" Tony rasped, his voice suddenly taking on a harder tone.
Lorrie wasn't used to being called a bitch, at least not to her face, but she felt like going along with Tony's game, whatever that game might be. She obeyed, his order and spread her pretty legs, opening her juicy cunt for Ins inspection.
"Is it hot down there?" he asked, his eyes glittering.
Lorrie nodded her pretty head and smiled a little-girl smile.
"It's awful hot, Tony," she said in a little-girl voice. "Does Tony want to feel it for himself?"
The horny trucker moved closer to her, never unfolding his arms. He looked down at her with a dirty grin and raised his foot, lifting it between her legs. He pushed the toe of his shiny black boot against the sensitive little pussy that she had opened for him so willingly.
Lorrie shuddered slightly when she felt the touch of cold black leather on her seething cunt. She felt moved to close her legs around his leg and hold his boot against her cunt. When she felt the cold leather on the sensitive skin of her upper legs she shivered inside.
She felt his boot moving against the wet flesh of her cunt. He rubbed the toe of his boot ever so slowly up and down the juicy crack between her trembling legs. Her juices began to flow more freely as he stimulated her cunt. She looked up at him and found him strangely detached. It wasn't that he was less than interested in what he was doing to her. By the size of his cock she assumed that he was as turned on by her as she was by him. But he seemed to look right through her, as if he had something else on his mind besides fucking.
"You like that, Lorrie?" the stud asked in a low voice smoldering with naked lust. "You like my toe in your cunt?"
"I ... I don't know, Tony," she said softly, trying to enjoy what he was doing to her. "It certainly is different."
"Spread them legs, baby," he said.
When she obeyed he stepped back a bit and rubbed the sole of his boot against her naked cunt. It slipped and slid over her dewy flesh. He pressed it harder against her. She fell back on the bed and opened her legs even farther apart.
Lorrie's cunt fluttered when she felt Tony grind his heel into her cunt. He wasn't hurting her, but he wasn't treating her gently either. She had never had a man do anything like this to her before, and although she found it a bit rough, she thought she could learn to enjoy it.
"You're a hot bitch all right, baby!" Tony said, finally taking his foot away from her seething cunt.
Lorrie gasped when she felt him take his cold leather boot away from her hot and sensitive little cunnie.
"What's the matter, hot ass? You like that? You want some more of that?" he asked.
"Ummmm!" she said in a little moan of delight.
Tony quickly pushed the toe of his black boot against her cunt again, this time twisting his toe until it pushed inside her. Lorrie felt the walls of her cunt expanding to accommodate his boot. He kept twisting it up inside her until two or three inches of it had disappeared into her sucking cunt. She worked her cunt against the intruder. She hated to admit it, even to herself, but he was driving her wild.
The horny trucker pushed his toe farther and farther into her cunt, his cock growing more and more as he violated her hot hole. She was writhing now, writhing in the heat of lust. The hard-cocked man reached between his strong legs and rubbed his bulging cock until it ached with tension.
When she was feeling wild inside she felt his boot suddenly pull from her cunt. He fell on her and grabbed her naked tits in Ins strong hands. She trembled when he pinched her stiff nipples. He pulled at her hard little tit-peaks, making them tingle with excitement. She felt his cold leather jacket against her warm silken flesh. The buttons of his coat were hard against her skin. She felt his enormous cock-bulge rubbing against her thigh.
Lorrie moved her leg against the man's bulging cock. She felt his animal heat radiating through his tight pants and soaking into her. He ground his cock-bulge against her, moving harder and faster all the time. His finger pressed her silken breasts, kneading her resilient flesh, squeezing and tugging at her luscious tits.
"Oh Tony! Tony!" she cooed, her voice smoldering.
She responded powerfully to his ravishment of her. She knew that she would do anything he told her to do, no matter how depraved. When he pressed his lips against hers and kissed her hard she gasped with pleasure. He nibbled her lips, thrust his tongue deep into her throat and tickled her oral channel. He sucked hard at her lips, moving his rock-hard rod against her thigh all the while. She was hot beyond belief, hot for a huge hard cock.
"Give me some head now, baby!" Tony ordered, getting off her in a hurry and standing beside the bed.
The horny man had gotten up off her so abruptly that she was taken by surprise. She had gotten used to feeling his hard young body against hers. His urgency was spreading to her now. She was hot for a good rough fuck. She wanted him to use her, wanted him to arouse long-submerged instincts in her.
"Come on now! Suck my dick!" Tony rasped, unbuttoning his tight pants and hauling out his long hard pole of flesh.
Lorrie blinked her eyes when she saw how long his cock was. She had seen Dig cocks before, but never one like his. The thing was at least twelve inches long and as hard-looking as a baseball bat. His tool was as thick as a little girl's wrist. The swollen head of it was so big that she didn't think she could get it into her little mouth. She held her pretty little hand over her mouth in amazement.
"Big one, huh?" he said with a dirty grin.
"My God! Tony! It's ... it's huge! I ... I've never seen anything like that!" she gasped.
"That's right, baby! You've never seen a dick like mine! You're never gonna see another dick like mine either!" he said proudly, reaching down and wrapping his long fingers around the swollen shaft of his organ.
"I ... I think it's too big for me, Tony! I don't think I can do anything with it!" she said, staring at his huge throbbing erection.
"That's what they all say, baby!" he said, working the skin on his cock up and down while Lorrie watched. "You just open your mouth and suck it!" he ordered.
"I'll try, Tony," she said in a nervous voice. "But be gentle with me. Please?"
"You do a good job!" he said coldly, standing with his hands on his hips now, his cock out-thrust and dripping with pre-cum.
Lorrie was a bit afraid to approach his cock. He had been rough with her already, although she had enjoyed it. If he decided to be rough with that monstrous cock, however, she doubted that she could enjoy it. She had sucked some pretty big cocks, but one the size of Tony's could choke her if he used it roughly.
She sat on the edge of the bed and stared for a moment or two at Tony's cock. She was drawn toward it, drawn toward the pulsating hardness of the thing. She reached out and wrapped her silken fingers around his cock-shaft. She could hardly span the monstrous organ with her fingers. It jerked and pulsated in her hand, dripping with pre-seminal fluid that ran down the shaft and covered her trembling fingers.
The horny but frightened girl pursed her pretty lips and moved so close to Tiis cock-head that she could feel the heat from it. She pressed her lips against his slippery cock-head, tasting his salty pre-cum. Flicking out her tongue, she tickled the super-sensitive underside of his cock, making his massive rod jerk harder and harder in her little hand.
"Open that mouth and suck it! Right now!" she heard the man say, his voice hard and impatient.
Lorrie wasn't really ready to take his huge dick into her mouth, but she did as she was told, opening her mouth as widely as possible and wrapping her pretty lips around his purple-headed cock. She intended to take him into her a bit at a time until she could accommodate herself to his meat, but he didn't give her a chance.
Lorrie almost died of shock when, without warning, the horny trucker drove his rock-hard post of flesh deep down her throat. With his hands firmly pressed against the back of her head Tony forced her down on his massive organ at the same time he shoved his cock into her. The girl felt his huge throbbing cock filling her face and throat. She felt the hard shaft of it spreading her lips open.
Her teeth scraped against his sensitive cock-flesh. The bulging head of his rod rubbed against the roof of her mouth as it pushed down her throat.
Lorrie gagged and gasped for breath when Tony's fuck-tool began moving in and out of her face. She was having enough trouble accepting the thing into her without having to cope with the movement of it in her tightly stretched mouth. Tony didn't seem to care whether she could breathe or not. All he was interested in was the sensations her wet mouth and silken throat aroused in his meat.
Lorrie tried to pull away, but it was no use. His hands held her firmly, pushing her face against his groin. She felt his wiry black pubic hair rubbing against her forehead. His tool was buried all the way down her throat now. She knew that she couldn't stand much more of such treatment. She was afraid that she would strangle in another minute unless he took his tool out of her mouth.
She shivered deep down inside as his cock moved in and out of her tightly stretched face. She felt one of the man's hands on her silken cheek. His finger trailed over the swelling that his bulging cock made in her cheek. One hand still held her firmly impaled on his jerking staff.
When Lorrie could stand no more she began hitting him, weakly at first but with ever-increasing urgency. She slapped his sides and pushed against his hard stomach with her fists. Finally he withdrew his enormous cock from her face and let it snap up against his belly, splattering strands of pre-cum all over his chest.
The frightened young woman fell on her back on the bed and gasped for breath. Tears ran down her cheeks. Her heart raced wildly. She coughed and sputtered for a long time until she had regained control of herself to some degree. She was still looking through her tears when she thought she saw Tony go over to the closet and take some things out, things that looked like strips of leather.
She reached up to wipe her tears from her eyes but her wrist was caught by a strong hand. Tony fell on her again and pinned her beneath his lean young body. He held her arms out, not letting her move an inch. She felt something being wrapped around her wrists.
"What are you doing, Tony? God! What is this?" she gasped when she realized that she was being tied to the bed.
"Just shut up and enjoy it, bitch!" the man rasped.
"No! No!" she cried. "I don't want you to!"
"Shut the fuck up!" he shouted, holding his hand over her face.
Lorrie was filled with sudden terror. One of her hands was already tied securely to the bed. He was suffocating her with his heavy hand over her mouth. She had to do something to get her out of her frightening predicament. She bit his hand as hard as she could, but to no avail. All she got for her effort was a slap across the face.
"Leave me alone! Let me go or I'll scream!" she said at the top of her voice.
"Hell if you will!" Tony growled, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a handkerchief, which he quickly tired over her mouth. "There! That oughta keep you quiet, bitch!" he said in a cold voice.
In a flash Lorrie found herself-tied hand and foot, unable to escape and totally helpless in Tony's hands. She writhed in terror, shaking her lovely head back and forth. She stared wildly at the horny man who stood over her with a wicked grin on his handsome but cruel young face.
"Okay, baby! Now you're gonna get fucked! You're gonna get the screwin' of your life! You're not gonna be able to walk when we're finished with you, bitch!" Tony rasped, his long hard cock sticking straight up in front of him, his leather jacket open, his pants down around his ankles.
Lorrie couldn't believe what was happening to her. He could do anything he wanted to do to her, and she couldn't do a thing to help herself. Her hand swam with confusion and fear. He had said "when we're finished with you". What could he possibly have meant? He was the only one in the room. Or was he?
"Gettin' scared now, bitch?" the hard-cocked stud asked, his eyes glittering with delight.
Lorrie nodded nervously. She had never been so afraid in her life. .
"How 'bout it, brother? That the way you like to see her?" Tony asked, looking toward the bathroom.
Lorrie turned her head and stared in the direction of the bathroom. She almost fainted when a boy stepped out.
"I guess you already know each other!" Tony snickered.
It was Ronnie.