(Mf, MMf, oral, voy, exhib, cons)
by Art Martin
A randy trucker is surprised (and delighted) by his road squeeze's request that he watch out for her teen daughter during her Spring Break...
Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted 2023 with all rights expressly reserved by its author unless explicitly granted.
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It was the Saturday after Good Friday and a fine spring day. The kind of clean fresh day that made a man like Ron especially horny. Once the warehouse crew unloaded his trailer and before hitting the road again, Ron was planning to spend a few days with his favorite road squeeze, Rita and her cock hound teenage daughter. However, before he left the warehouse, dispatch offered him a hot shot job which promised to pay a very nice bonus if he got it there on time. As good as the prospect of wallowing in tits and dipping his wick for the next few days, the offered job was just too good to pass up. After all, he had payments to make on his Peterbilt tractor and he wanted to make up lost time and money for when he was snowed-in for several days on I-70 in far west Kansas a few months ago.
With his trailer loaded up with the special cargo, he headed over to the truck stop. A man, after all, needed to eat and get a shower now and then. It being a Saturday, he expected to find Rita waitressing tables. He hoped that she wouldn't be working too hard serving up coffee and food to the legions of truckers who frequented the popular truck stop's restaurant. And if she wasn't, maybe he could entice her to join him in his truck for a quickie before he hit the road again. After topping off his fuel tanks, he parked his tractor and trailer, then headed inside for a hot shower and a hot meal.
Fresh from a shower, he spotted the buxom red head almost immediately. As always, she was wearing a rather tight fitting uniform, one which accented her curves nicely. She hadn't caught sight of him before she turned to speak to another waitress. Boldly taking the opportunity to surprise her, he came up from behind and grabbed a firm ass cheek.
Rita yelped loudly and turned to slap the shit out of her attacker. Still as quick with his hands as he was when he played short stop in high school, he snatched her wrist just before she landed her blow.
"Hi, ya, Doll!" he greeted with a grin.
"Ron! Where... Why didn't you call to let me know you were coming by?"
"Frigging phone died," he lied. "Need to pick up a new charger."
"Oh, okay... You staying long?" she asked hopefully.
"Naw, not this time. I gotta hot shot a load out to Albuquerque. But on my way back, I really do need a break, so maybe I can stay a spell. In the meantime, maybe you could come outside and see my truck. I'll grab a shower before I saddle up if you like."
"We're kind of shorthanded right now," she replied icily.
"I'll wait."
"I don't do truckers in their trucks. My boss takes a rather dim view of that sort of thing and I like my job."
"I'll be quick."
"No, you won't!" she laughed.
"Okay, so what time do you get off?"
"Not until six."
"Fuck, I can't just hang around until after six. I need to get moving."
"Well, Leanne is home from school today. Maybe she can take care of you."
Ron couldn't believe that she was offering up her daughter like that. Still he managed to control his surprise as he replied, "Is that so?" Ron pulled his cell phone from his shirt pocket, and made the call.
While he waited for the teen slut to pick up, Rita wryly said, "I thought you said your phone was dead."
"I said I needed to pick up a charger," he replied.
"Hi, ya, baby girl! It's Ron. Remember me? Thanksgiving and Christmas?
"I'm here talking with your mama and she suggested that I call you. You going to be home for a while?
"Why? I think you know why. So... you up for a romp in the sack?
"Great! Be there in fifteen minutes, baby."
Ron hung up. "Well, I'd better get going. See you in a week, Rita."
"Aren't you going to eat something?" Rita asked.
"Naw, I'm not all that hungry right now, at least not for food."
With that he turned and headed back to his truck.
Pulling out of the truck stop and onto the freeway, he laughed while shaking his head. "Fucking unbelievable!" he roared in laughter. In all his years on the road, he'd never met anyone like Rita. She didn't have time to do him, so she suggested her daughter, her thirteen year old daughter! "If I ever told this story to anyone, they'd think I was full of shit," he said out loud to the empty seat beside him. "But here I am, on my way to sample some young willing jail bait pussy! And with her mama's blessings!"
He caught the next exit and headed to the apartment where heaven awaited him to stick it in.
With a sudden inspiration he picked up his phone and redialed the last number. The young sweet voice answered.
"I want you to answer the door naked," he said, then hung up.
She wasn't naked when he arrived and that put a damper on things for a moment. "Hi, ya, Daddy!" she cheerfully greeted him at the door wearing one of his extra large t-shirts he'd given her. At the open door, Ron started to lift the hem and take a peek, but she batted his hand away with the admonishment, "Behave!"
"No, you behave, baby girl, by getting rid of the friggin' t-shirt. I ain't got all day, so I don't want to waste any time."
Ignoring his indecent request she told him, "Mama just called. She wants you to call her as soon as you get here."
'Now what?' Ron wondered, annoyed at the delay. But he pulled out his phone, pulled up Rita's number and made the call.
"Ronnie! Glad you called so quickly. I'm on break and only have a few minutes."
"Okay, so what do you want?"
"You said you'd be back in a few days?"
"Yeah, that's my plan at the moment."
"Well, I have a favor to ask of you." Ron braced to be hit up for a few hundred bucks to tie her over until she got paid later next week. "Leanne is on Spring Break and I'm worried about leaving her on her on all day while I'm at work."
Ron incredulously asked, "You afraid she'll fuck every dick in the apartment complex?"
"No, not that. She's on the pill, so I don't have any problem with that sort of thing. But what I am concerned about is the drugs. She says she doesn't do them, but I have to worry with all the low lifes about. I don't want some jack ass who could care less about her to give her something laced with that fentanyl stuff. That stuff kills!"
"So what do you want me to do about it?" Ron asked.
"I want you to take Leanne with you and bring her back."
Ron thought about that for like three seconds. 'Teen road pussy?' "You bet, Mama. But don't be surprised if I bring her home knocked up," he laughed.
"She's on the pill, you old goat!" her mother laughed. "But promise me that you'll get her home by next weekend so she can go to school on Monday."
"I'll try my best, Mama, but... things happen and I might not get back in time."
"You bring her home next weekend! And then you'll stay awhile?"
"If my prick hasn't fallen off by then," Ron quipped.
"You save some of that for me! You hear?"
"I think of you a lot on the road," he replied. "I think of rutting with you for days on end."
"We'll see," she snorted. "Look, gotta run. Take care of my baby, Baby. Byeeee."
Ron muttered as he slipped his phone into his pocket, "Well, if that don't beat all!"
He turned to the girl who had been listening trying to figure out what was being said. "Pack your bags, honey. You're going on a road trip with me."
"Really? Where are we going?"
"I have to get to Albuquerque pronto."
"Where's that?"
"New Mexico."
Leanne squealed in delight. "New Mexico? I've never been to New Mexico! Fact is I've never been anywhere but this stupid town." She wrinkled her brow in thought. "I can't go. I don't have a passport. I need a passport, don't I?"
Ron looked at her and shook his head. "No, you don't need a passport to go to New Mexico. Don't they teach you kids anything in school?"
"You need a passport to go to a foreign country."
"New Mexico ain't a foreign country, darling. It's the 48th state of the United States!"
"Oh!... Oh, yeah. I remember that."
"Now go gather your things and pack light. You just need a toothbrush, a hair brush, some t-shirts and shorts. No bras or panties, 'cause you ain't gonna need any, besides they'll just be in the way. Now run along."
As Leanne gathered her things for the trip there was a knock at the door. Ron looked through the peephole and saw it was a couple of teenage boys. He opened the door, startling the boys with a gruff, "What do you want?"
The boy closest to the door stammered, "Uh, is Leanne home?"
"Why? You boys looking for a blowjob?"
"Uh, no sir!"
"In that case, git!" Ron slammed the door shut, amused with himself.
"Who was that?" called Leanne from her room.
"A couple of boys looking for you," answered Ron. "They weren't looking for a blowjob, so I sent them on their way."
Leanne poked her head out her bedroom door, glared at Ron, then disappeared again for a moment before dashing into the bathroom to gather up the rest of what she needed.
"Where are they? Where are they?" she ruminated as she searched for her birth control.
Then it dawned on her. "Oh, my gosh! Did I leave them at Jenny's?" She had spent the night with Jenny the night before and she was sure she had them. Or did she? She really couldn't remember.
As she stepped from the bath with her knapsack of clothes and things, Ron declared, "Contraband check!" and lifted the hem of her oversized t-shirt.
"I said no panties!"
"You said not to pack any panties," she countered.
"Don't quibble with me. Lose them."
Leanne reached under her t-shirt and pulled her panties down and off, an act that pleased Ron very much.
"Good girl. Now just leave 'em on the floor where your mama will find them.
"Now, you're not wearing a bra under that t-shirt, are you?"
"No."
"Mind if I check?"
"Check all you like," the impish teen replied.
"Don't mind if I do," he replied with a grin as he cupped her growing titties through the thin t-shirt.
"You've grown quite a bit since the last time I was here," he commented as he continued to grope her .
"You like?"
"Damned right I like."
"You like my boobs as much as you like mama's?"
"Your mama has some of the finest tits around, little girl, but pretty soon you just might be a contender. Now, you need to quit distracting me or I might get carried away and do something we'll both enjoy."
"I'd like that," she replied as she groped his crotch in return.
"We've got plenty of time on the road for that," he said exercising an unaccustomed amount of self control when it came to pussy. "Now let's hit the road before your mama changes her mind."
"I need to stop by Jenny's and pick something up."
"No time for that."
"But, I need..."
"I'm gonna give you what you need, but we've got to get on the road. We only have a few hours of daylight left, so let's go."
"But I really need to get something from Jenny's."
Ron rolled his eyes and gave in saying, "Okay, okay. Where does this Jenny girl live?"
"Just a few doors down."
"Make it quick."
Leanne rushed out the door with her knapsack in hand, followed by Ron, who locked up behind them. She dashed down the stairs and ran up the next set. She knocked but there wasn't any answer. She knocked again. No answer. She glanced down the stairs where Ron was impatiently waiting. She knocked again, but to no avail.
"Let's go!" called out Ron.
Having no choice, she had to abandon her quest for her misplaced pack of birth control pills and join the burly man who she knew was going to ravish her for the next several days.
Ron unlocked the idling rig and helped her up into the cab. Leanne was in wonder as she looked around the spacious cabin. She'd never seen anything like it before, and not just because of the large sheepskin covered seats, but she was intrigued with the little room behind the seats with its bed, a small compact refrigerator and microwave oven. It was like a miniature house!
Ron climbed into the driver's seat, put it into gear and slowly pulled away, shifting gear after gear, depending upon his speed. Soon they pulled onto the interstate heading west. Two minutes later they were passing the truck stop where Leanne's mother worked.
"Why do you have to shift gears so much?" she asked.
"Torque," he replied without elaboration. His explanation made no sense to her, as she had no idea what torque was, but she didn't want him to think that she was stupid, so she didn't ask for further explanation.
Ron knew this route by heart and mentally calculated that it would take 16 hours to make it to Moriarty, just outside of Albuquerque if there weren't any delays. There he would hold up for the night on Easter Sunday and then deliver his load the next day. The question now was how far he could get today. He'd already driven several hours that day and now he had to factor in the regulatory requirements for the maximum hours per day he could legally drive. He figured five and half hours, or halfway between Joplin and Tulsa. There he'd pull into a rest area and spend the night screwing the hell out of his teenage charge. It was a plan, a good plan.
The traffic was surprisingly light and he settled into cruise mode, setting his speed right at the speed limit and no more, as he didn't want to be stopped by the highway patrol with jail bait riding shotgun. 'Speaking of jailbait,' he said to himself as he glanced over at the young girl. Now he regretted being in such a rush to get on the road, as he had enough time to have the girl suck him off at the apartment before they left.
He glanced back over at her. She was looking out her window with her earphones on listening to something other than the country music playing over his Sirius radio. That didn't particularly bother him, as he wasn't used to talking to anyone while he drove other than over his CB radio. But he was interested in what was underneath that t-shirt she wore, as he was well aware that she wore nothing underneath it, just her bare skin.
"Hey, honey pot!" he said. She turned to look over at him removing the earphones as she did. "How about showing a little skin."
"You want me naked?"
"Yes, I do, but that's not such a good idea. Just pull that shirt tail up a little and show me some bare hip."
Leanne smiled and pulled the shirt up enough to show her belly. "How's this, Daddy?" Ron loved it when she called him Daddy and especially now as she exposed herself to him.
As good as the show was next to him, Ron had to keep his eye on the road and keep the truck in its lane, lest he cause an accident. Leanne, however, wasn't concerned with such practical matters, she wanted to play and to flirt.
"Daddy! Daddy!" she called out.
Ron turned to her and she raised the shirt above her tits, flashing him.
It was damned difficult, but he tore his eyes from her and back to the road.
"Daddy! Daddy!"
He looked and she flashed her tits again.
Laughing he told her, "You'd better cut that out, you little tease, or I might wreck this truck." He looked again, but she had put her shirt down, but left her hip exposed.
After a few minutes she asked, "How far do we have to go?" having no clue how far Albuquerque was.
"We have 'bout five hours of driving before we stop."
"Five hours? I have to tinkle."
"You need to go now?"
"Not right away, but soon," she replied.
In his calculations he hadn't figured in potty breaks, as he always just pissed in a plastic jug he kept under his seat while he kept on driving. Just then he passed a blue "Rest Area - Two Miles" sign. Two minutes later he pulled into the Rest Area and parked.
"Make it quick," he told her, "and don't talk to strange men."
Leanne climbed out and headed for the restrooms. Knowing his next chance would be some five hours from now, Ron got out to stretch his legs, using the opportunity to check over the rig. A few minutes later she was done. Ron watched her as she walked back thinking, 'What the hell, it'll only take another few minutes.'
He helped her in and then climbed in himself, but rather than take his seat, he went into the back. "Hey, baby doll, come here. I have something I want to show you. Leanne moved to join him. He grasped the tails of her shirt and he lifted it up and off. Leanne made no attempt to stop him from stripping her bare. He then removed his shirt and dropped his shorts.
"We don't have a lot of time to mess around," he told her as he took liberty with her naked tits, "but we do have time for you to suck my dick. We'll fuck later tonight, okay?" Leanne nodded and taking his big cock in hand, sank to her knees. Looking up at him, she kissed the head of his prick, then molded her lips around the head.
His cock stiffened as her tongue swirled about the broad glans causing Ron to groan in pleasure. "This is going to be a great trip, baby," he said softly as her blowjob began in earnest, her lips sliding up and down his steely stalk while her tongue danced along his cock tube. "Fuck, you've been practicing," he praised.
As she slobbered and laved over his needy cock, Ron began having second thoughts about waiting until tonight to screw her. But he knew he had to get a move on and concentrated on getting his rocks off as quickly as possible. Normally Ron exhibited great stamina when it came to these kind of things, but it had been a few days since he got himself off while he drove and his balls were fully charged and in need of relief. So when he felt that feeling welling up in his groin, he let it build and until he erupted in the teen's sucking mouth.
"Ughh..." he grunted. "Ughh," he grunted again as he unloaded. "Oh, fuck... Oh, fuck..."
As long as the cock in her mouth throbbed, Leanne continued to orally caress it, milking every drop of cream from the spigot as she could and sucking it down he throat. But all too soon for her, the cock stopped pulsing and the goodies ceased flowing. Gleefully she lashed the cockhead with her tongue, causing Ron to jerk several times before he couldn't stand it anymore and yanked his spent prick from her lips.
"Fuck, that was great," he praised once he had caught enough breath to speak. "You'll have to do that for me again... soon."
She looked up at him and replied, "Anytime you want, Daddy. Anytime."
Reluctantly, he pulled his shorts back on and watched as she pulled his t-shirt back over her head. Fun time, for now, was over. Time to get back on the road, but not before he pulled out a soft drink for her.
Shirtless, he climbed into the driver's seat, put the truck in gear and eased out of his parking spot. Meanwhile Leanne, sat silently smacking her lips as she savored the taste of his residue in her mouth, affectionately regarded the burly half nude man driving, admiring his mature male body with its graying hair, his thick arms, thick chest and even his paunch; a body that promised to provide her body with great pleasure in the coming hours and days.
As he got up to cruising speed he glanced over at the young girl who had just sucked him off and noticed that she had a hand between her legs, no doubt jilling herself off.
"Turn so that I can see you," he told her.
Unrestrained by a seatbelt, she turned in her seat to face him, her legs lewdly spread open while she unabashedly continued to finger her cunt.
"You still don't have any hair down there," he casually remarked knowing that she kept her cunt hair-free.
Lost in the licentious act she was engaged in, Leanne didn't answer, but continued her lewd show for his and her benefit, making it especially hard for Ron to keep his eyes on the road. He glanced back and forth from the road, his mirrors and the girl masturbating, testing his professionalism mightily. It was especially hard when she began squirming about, her pussy lips seemingly pulsing as she brought herself off.
The storm in her quim abated. Through the slits of her eyes she looked over at Ron seated behind the steering wheel. Her eyes flew open and she snickered, as he had his shorts down to his knees and his erect cock jutting out in the open as they sped down the interstate.
Glancing over once again, Ron saw that she was alert once again. "Come over here, baby girl, and suck my dick while I drive," he told her with a grin. She crawled out of her seat and kneeling between the two seats, took his offered cock into her mouth once again.
"Man, is this fucking great, or what?" he commented as he watched yet another four wheeler pass him doing eighty, the car's driver and passengers oblivious to the fact that he was getting a blowjob while he drove.
Reaching down Ron pulled her shirt up to expose her naked buttocks, providing yet another distraction to his driving. But all too soon, he had to slow down for some poky pulling a travel trailer. For several minutes he was stuck behind the vacationers, watching his mirrors for a break in the traffic until he could get around. Seeing his opportunity, he put on the blinkers, changed lanes and slowly accelerated.
Safely passing the slow moving vehicle he signaled and pulled into the right hand lane where he could concentrate on something other than the traffic. But all too soon he was gaining on a gaggle of cars and trucks moving below the speed limit. Getting closer he could see from his high vantage what the problem was. A truck, no doubt heavily laden, was properly in the right lane. Barely ahead of him in the left passing lane was a four wheeler going at the same speed as the slow moving truck, causing traffic to stack up behind him. For mile after mile the slow moving car refused to move up and move into the right lane. Finally he was ahead of the truck with just enough room for the car behind him to cut in front of the truck with just inches to spare and pass the road hogging car.
"Holy shit!" exclaimed Ron as he witnessed the dangerous maneuver. To his dismay and everyone else caught in the gaggle the slow moving driver refused to yield the left lane and refused to move ahead enough so that drivers could safely pass him on the right. It wasn't long before the next guy behind the jerk repeated the dangerous move to get by and get going. Still the jerk stayed in the left lane and even fell back a little to seal up the hole.
On and on the gaggle moved down the highway with the jerk preventing anyone from passing. In self defense the slow moving truck slowed down to give himself some separation from the jerk in the left lane. Soon car after car was able to pass the jerk by moving into the right hand lane.
Ron was so distracted by the white knuckle episode that he forgot all about the girl laving away at his cock. Spying a remote exit, Ron took it just to get away from the knot of cars and trucks and away from the dangerous situation created by the clueless driver. As he pulled off onto the exit and slowed to a stop, Leanne popped up from his lap.
"Are we stopping?" she asked wiping the spittle from her cheek.
"No, I just had to get off for a moment," he replied as he pulled through the stop and onto the entrance ramp to the freeway. He pulled ahead a little ways, pulled over to the side and came to a stop. The stop went against his grain as it was wasted time, and in Ron's world time equals miles which equals money. No miles, no money. Still, the remote location provided an opportunity for him and his saliva coated cock.
Grasping the teenager by her arm he helped her up from between the seats while telling her, "Come sit in my lap... No, no, no. Facing me."
Leanne instantly grasped the possibilities and straddled him, while at the same time Ron stripped the t-shirt over her head, rendering her nude and haphazardly discarded it .
Grinning in anticipation just inches from his bearded face she cooed, "Oooo, Daddy!"
"Put it in," he growled.
Eagerly the girl reached between them, grasped his spittle soaked hard cock, slotted into her almost fourteen year old pussy and lowered herself down on it.
"Now fuck me," he demanded as his meaty hands took possession of her growing titties.
Fuck him she did, energetically bouncing in his lap, driving his adult cock back and forth in her pussy, the squishy noises of fornication filling the truck's cab.
This was a dangerous move he knew, as anyone passing on their way onto the interstate could see them in the driver's window, or at least see their heads suggestively moving face to face. But it was unlikely anyone would come by and even if they did, they probably wouldn't being paying any attention to what was so obviously going on inside the cab of the truck.
Needing to get back on the road as soon as possible, Ron didn't hold back. The protracted blowjob while he drove had him on edge for quite some time, so after five minutes he felt the impending orgasm building and building and did nothing to delay it.
"I'm gonna cum in your cunt. I'm gonna cum in your cunt," he repeated over and over until he did in fact cum in her cunt.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh," he grunted as his seed shot into her honey hole. "Oh, baby. Oh, baby," he hissed as the intensity began to wane. "Damn, I think I'm gonna keep you."
She stopped bouncing on his softening prick. "You mean that, Daddy? I can stay with you?"
Realizing what she as saying, he back pedaled. "I meant just for this trip."
"Oh, pooh! We could have so much fun!"
"Yes, we could, but you'd get tired of riding around all the time with the likes of me. Now ease off, honey. Put your clothes back on and get back in your seat."
"Can't you drive with me like this?" she teased.
"I'd love to, but it would be dangerous. Now before you go..."
He leaned her back, latched his lips onto a nipple, sucked tit for a minute, then lifted her off his lap as if she weighed nothing at all. With her cleared of the driver's seat, he pulled his shorts up, released the brake and put the truck in first gear. With a rumble, the big rig moved back onto the ramp and then onto the interstate.
Safely back on the road and getting up to full speed, he glanced over at his passenger. She was still nude, holding her t-shirt between her legs to sop up the nut juice leaking from her cunt.
"As much as I like you just the way you are, baby, you need to put some clothes on in case we get stopped."
"Do I have to?" she teased with a comely smile.
"Yes, you have to. Don't you worry, honey bun, there'll be plenty of time for you to go naked when we stop for the night."
Holding up her cummy shirt she said, "I need a clean shirt." Then climbed naked into the back to where her knapsack and spare clothes were. A minute or two later she was back in a tight fitting belly shirt.
"Where are your pants?"
"You told me not to bring any," she replied.
"I said don't bring any panties! You didn't bring any shorts?"
Grinning, she held out her hand clutching a pair of softie gym shorts.
Ron laughed at her audaciousness. "Well, you don't have to put 'em on right away on account of me, but keep 'em handy.
"Say, you're not leaking all over my lamb's wool seat cover, are you?"
She leaned over retrieving the soiled t-shirt from the floor and stuffed it back between her legs.
Right about then he saw the flashing blue lights of an unmarked police car who had someone pulled over. The lane clear, Ron moved into the left lane to pass the trooper. As he did he saw that it was the jerk who had been blocking traffic pulled over. No doubt, the police car was one of the vehicles trapped behind that guy. As much as Ron hated to see anyone pulled over for a moving violation, he couldn't help but smile as he spit out, "Serves ya right, ya fuckin' dick head!"
Perfectly sated for the moment, Ron could concentrate on his driving, noting the mile markers as they counted down to zero at the Oklahoma state line. Despite the minor traffic delay and delay getting his rocks off, he noted with satisfaction that he was making good time. In another hour he'd be in Joplin and an hour or so after that, pulling into a rest area for the night.
Pulling into Joplin, he had the girl put her shorts on, just in case. It being Saturday, he didn't expect any delays in Joplin and happily for him, there were none.
Right on his projected time of arrival, he pulled off the interstate in Oklahoma at a familiar rest area. There were already several trucks parked, but there were plenty of parking spaces for the overnight. Coming to a stop, he set the brakes and put the transmission into neutral.
"Okay, honey pot, we're here," Ron declared.
Leanne looked about and asked, "We're in New Mexico?"
"No, we're in Oklahoma."
"Oh! We're staying here tonight?"
"Yes. That what I said. Now, put some shoes on and we'll go take a leak before we eat."
"They have a restaurant here?"
"No, they don't. We'll eat in the truck and then go to bed."
"Oh, okay," she replied unsure about all this.
As he walked with her to the restrooms, he couldn't help notice the various guys checking her out. 'Eat your heart out,' he said to himself as they passed one leering grey.
In the sparsely filled public restroom, Ron took the opportunity to freshen up a bit, washing his hands, face and arm pits with water and in the process getting his sleeveless wife-beater shirt soaked; not that it mattered, as he knew he wouldn't be wearing it for much longer.
Back outside he waited for Leanne to emerge from the Women's restroom. Returning to the truck he was approached by the older trucker who had been leering at her.
"Say, buddy, that's a cute little princess you've got there. You making her available later on?"
"Sorry. Private stock," Ron replied.
"Come on, buddy. How much for just a blowjob."
"That's my granddaughter you're talking about, pal," Ron scowled.
"Oh! Sorry!" the older trucker said backing away with his hands raised. "Really, man, I thought... Never mind." With that he quickly walked away and again took up position near the restrooms where he could watch who came and went and possibly score a little loving.
"Who was that? What did he want?" Leanne asked.
"Just some guy looking for a suck and a fuck."
"Me?"
"Yeah, you. That's why I walk you to and from the restrooms. Some of these guys... Well, never mind."
"No, tell me!" she urged.
"Well, some guys travel with girls. When they get tired of them, they pass them off to another guy, who after a week or two, passes them off to yet another guy. Or sometimes they just keep them and rent the girl out for an hour or two."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
Back inside the cab of the idling truck Ron checked his supplies to see what they might have for supper. "I've got a couple of microwavable Dinty Moore Beef Stews," he declared. "Or peanut butter and crackers. Sorry, but I really wasn't expecting company."
"The beef stew will be okay," she replied.
Popping the top of the container to let out steam, he cheerfully quipped, "Beef stew, coming right up!" Ron wished he had something better, but that's what he had. It was something to eat, but that's all. On the bright side he knew he had a half a pack of cookies left for dessert.
They sat on the bunk and ate in silence, neither voicing a complaint. The cookies, however, provided a bright spot. Supper done, Ron gathered up all the accumulated trash and with toothbrushes in hand, returned to the restrooms for a final clean up before retiring for the night. Back in the truck, Ron covered the windows to block out the sun and any prying eyes. With everything secure, he stripped off his shirt and shorts, then sat naked on the bunk.
Leanne regarded the big burly nude man. She really liked him and truly wished that he was her daddy. A daddy like Jenny's daddy who not only looked after and protected her, but who also made love to her, rather than just fuck her like her two brothers did. She also knew first hand that Ron was a better lover with greater stamina than Jenny's daddy, not that she ever said no to Jenny's daddy when she stayed overnight with her best friend.
She was just standing there looking at him and Ron wondered what she was thinking. Impatient to get things moving so he could get some sleep, he said, "I thought you wanted to be naked."
She smiled, peeled off her top and shimmied out of her shorts. Nude, she struck a pose for the man who would shortly make love to her, turned and struck another pose.
"Nice! Very nice," he genuinely praised. "You have a nice body, baby. Now come here and sit with me."
Sitting she asked, "Where are we both going to sleep tonight? This bed is too small for both of us."
"You'll just sleep on top of me," he replied, "with my cock up your twat."
She giggled and bounced a little replying, "That sounds like fun, Daddy."
"It will be fun, sweetie. Now give your daddy a kiss."
She leaned into him and he laid one on her. It wasn't a fatherly kiss. Soon he had her sitting in his lap while he nibbled and kissed her neck and ears while caressing her tits and rolling her nipples between his thumb and index finger. The effect was felt immediately in the girl's groin as well as his. Soon he had her draped over the edge of the narrow bed, knees on the floor. From behind, he slotted his ready cock and pushed into the girl. Unlike the quickie earlier that day while parked on the entrance ramp, there was no hurry with this fuck. It was still early evening. He had all night to fuck her and he could pace himself to do just that.
From outside the truck, the idling diesel engine masked the sounds of the girl crying out her pleasure again and again as she was bitch fucked cross eyed and stupid. After an hour of fucking her six ways to Tuesday, Ron let himself go and squirted another batch of his potent wigglers into the ripe and fertile young girl's twat, a young girl who, unbeknownst to him, was lax in taking her birth control pills regularly and properly.
Spent, fatigue quickly over came him and soon he was snoring away with the girl on top of him and soft cock parked in her pussy. All through the night, he'd have his nocturnal erections and the cock swelling inside her would wake her, only to shrink back again as he continued to snore away. As much as she enjoyed his bearish grip holding her to him and enjoyed his nocturnal engorgings, she wasn't used to sleeping with a man who snored. Jenny's dad always rolled to his side after he was finished with her, but Ron was flat on his back and at times the snorting was rather alarming as well as annoying. Still, she refused to move. striving to keep his cock in her. Of course, sometimes it slipped free. Then he'd get an erection and she'd wiggle her stretched cunt over it. Around midnight even she was fast asleep and when his cock slipped from her it more or less stayed out of her, unless he'd wake up and began thrusting into her for a few minutes before he fell back asleep.
Even in the darkened cab, Ron's internal clock knew when it was dawn. He awoke with the nude girl still on top of him, just as she was when he fell asleep some hours before. More importantly his morning wood was poking at her between the legs. Not one to waste an opportunity, Ron managed to roll them both over without falling out of the narrow bunk. Now on top, he pushed his hips forward and the head of his steely cock parted her nether lips permitting entrance into her heavenly grotto. This of course woke her up too. Impaled again with his demanding manhood, she humped back at him as they fucked. Her cuntal lips were stretched about the girth of his large caliber penis, which like every time he'd fucked her, rubbed and rubbed against her clit, inducing orgasm after orgasm until she was overloaded with endorphins and unaware of anything but the cock fucking her. It was a feat that even Jenny's daddy couldn't do, much less Jenny's two less developed brothers.
Concluding a twenty minute good morning screw, he once again ejaculated into her cunt once again. His orgasm over, he popped out of bed, turned his coffee pot on and began heating up a couple of Jimmy Dean sausage and biscuits. He rousted her from bed and fed her breakfast, then he dressed, removed the sun shades and escorted her to the restrooms for their morning business. Bowels and bladders empty, they climbed back into the truck and were on their way on the longest leg of the trip, the eleven hour haul to Moriarty, New Mexico. Two hours later they were on the outskirts of Oklahoma City, where Ron stopped for fuel, a decent breakfast/lunch and a shower. After fornicating all night, they were both in sore need of a shower. While at the truck stop, Ron bought Leanne an extra large t-shirt with a cowboy motif printed on it. It was kind of hokey, but she liked it anyway. Refreshed, they were back on the road.
"Save that top and your shorts for when we stop somewhere nice," he told her as he handed her his present.
Without a trace of false modesty, she stripped off her shirt and pulled off her shorts while seated in the passenger seat. Then she slipped on the oversized t-shirt. "Thanks," she said, "this is more comfortable to ride in."
"You're more than welcome, honey."
His baser urges were satisfied the day before and that morning, so Ron wasn't as distracted as he'd been the day before. Still the girl was an irrepressible flirt, pulling the shirt up to expose her bare hips, and occasionally flashing her tits to him, which made it an enjoyable ride for Ron. But unlike yesterday, he resisted the urge to pull into a rest stop for a quick blowjob, as time was of the essence today if he were to make to Moriarty that evening within his mandated allotted driving time. That's not to say that when the traffic was light he'd pull his shorts down and have the girl suck his dick while he drove. He'd never had a pavement princess ride with him before, but after riding with Leanne, he made a mental note to be on the lookout for one.
Early in the afternoon he was approaching Amarillo, Texas and the juncture of I-40 and US 287 out of Fort Worth. He'd been listening to the CB radio all morning, but not participating in the chatter, as he wasn't pushing past the speed limit with jail bait riding shotgun, he therefore was not particularly concerned where Smokey might be lying in wait to ruin his day. Suddenly he heard a familiar call sign, Pistol Pete. He couldn't believe his ears! It was his good buddy and his partner in a cabin near a good fishing lake. They had been good friends for years, but seldom did their paths cross on the open road.
He keyed the mike, "RonRod here. Come back, Pistol Pete."
PP: "RonRod! How ya hanging?"
RR: "Doing good. What's your location, PistolPete?"
PP: "North bound on 287. Coming up on I-40."
RR: "I be just behind you, PistolPete. West bound on 40. Coming up on... marker 83."
PP: "RonRod, what's your destination?"
RR: "Flip flop at ABQ. You?"
PP: "All the way out to idiot island."
RR: "Let's do the Flying Hook at Moriarty and catch up."
PP: "10-4, roger that. Was planning on doing just that."
RR: "What are you pulling?"
PP: "Hauling doubles. You?"
RR: "Special delivery hot shot."
PP: "Coming onto 40 now. Standby, RonRod."
Pistol Pete went silent for several minutes as he merged onto I-40 west bound.
"Who is Pistol Pete?" asked Leanne.
"Good buddy of mine. We share a fishing cabin, but we hardly ever see each other," Ron replied.
PP: "RonRod come back"
RR: "Go ahead PistolPete."
PP: "We still good for fishing in June?"
RR: "Roger that. Hit the cabin a few weeks back. Nearly froze my gonads."
PP: "I hear you. Damned freaky weather this spring."
Pistol Pete went silent again as he navigated the heavier traffic cutting through Amarillo.
Passing the 40-287 merge Ron had an idea, a deliciously wicked idea and one he knew his friend would enjoy. Meanwhile PistolPete was on the western outskirts of town where all traces of civilization disappeared. Ron put the pedal to the metal and picked up speed.
Ron keyed the mike, "PistolPete come back."
PP: "PistolPete."
RR: "Back it down."
PP: "Negatory, RonRod."
PP: "Back it down. I have something for you."
RR: "Against my principles, RonRod. Besides, I got a 10-200 that's needed attention since Childress. See ya at the state line. "
PP: "10-4, PistolPete."
"What's a 10-200?" asked my companion.
"A polite way of saying he needs to take a dump. He's just ahead of us by five, maybe ten minutes. We'll catch up with him at the New Mexico Welcome Center in about an hour," he explained. "That'll give us chance to take a leak too."
A hour or so later, Ron pulled into the state line Welcome Center, the only human structure for miles around. Spying the double trailers and Pete's red Freightliner cab, Ron pulled into the adjacent vacant spot, set the brake and put his truck in neutral.
"Okay, honey. Watch out for snakes and dirty old men," Ron quipped.
"Snakes? I don't think I need to go," the girl said.
"Get your ass out of the truck and go take a piss. Just look behind the toilet before sitting down."
Escorting Leanne to the restrooms, Ron noticed a guy loitering nearby, but didn't pay any attention to him. As he completed his business at a urinal he heard the toilet flush in one of the stalls. A moment later his friend, Pete emerged. The two warmly greeted one another with a hand shake, then exited.
They chatted for a moment about nothing in particular, then Pete went off to check his rigging. The man who had been loitering then approached Ron.
"How much for the Princess?"
"Not for sale."
"I'll double what that other guy was offering."
"I said she's not for sale."
"How 'bout I just rent her from you for thirty minutes?"
Mustering up faux outrage Ron shot back, "That's my granddaughter you're talking about, pal!"
"Oh! Sorry, man. I just thought... Uh, sorry." With that the man scampered away while Ron stifled a chuckle.
Soon Leanne appeared and the two headed back to the truck. By then Pete had finished checking over his rig, finding everything to be in order. As the two passed Pete, he heard Ron say, "Got something to show ya."
The three gathered out of sight in front of Ron's idling truck.
"Where'd ya get the Princess?" Pete asked as he checked out the young girl. "Kinda young, ain't she?"
"She's not a Princess," Ron replied. "She's just riding with me this trip."
"Bull shit!" snorted Pete.
Ron held his hands up chest high and explained, "You ain't gonna believe this, but she's on Spring Break from school. I fuck her mama whenever I'm in town and her mama sent her with me. Said she didn't want her to get in any trouble with drugs or boys."
"Yer shitin' me!"
"No, it's the god's truth, Pete. Said she didn't want any dirty old men getting in her panties.
"Turn around, darling," Ron said to the girl.
She turned and Ron lifted the back of Leanne's t-shirt exposing her bare buttocks. "But she ain't wearing no panties," Ron chuckled.
"Holy smokes!"
"Nice ass, huh? Smooth as a baby's butt, but twice as sweet. Nice titties too."
"You poking that?"
"Who me?" Ron replied feigning innocent while still exposing her ass.
"Son of a bitch..."
"Well, let's get rolling," Ron said dropping the tail of the t-shirt and covering the girl's ass. "Time's a wasting! See you at dinner, Pete."
Turning a blushing Leanne to face Pete, Ron told her, "Get in the truck, babe. We're leaving now."
Ron waited until Pete pulled out first, then followed closely behind. For the first few miles there was a steady stream of four wheelers closing in and blowing past the two trucks who were pushing the speed limit as it was. As each car passed, Ron checked his mirrors to see if anyone else was closing fast. Confident that all was clear he pulled into the passing lane and began creeping past Pete.
"Does anyone live out here?" Leanne commented viewing the scrubby landscape they were moving through.
"Few and far between.
"Okay, honey. Let's give old Pete a show. Take off the shirt."
"What?"
"You heard me, girl. Take off the fucking shirt. We're gonna have a little fun with Pete."
"But..."
"Just do it. Ain't nobody gonna see you except me and Pete. It'll be fun. Now get your ass naked for me." Leanne hesitated. "I said get your ass naked!" Leanne pulled the oversized t-shirt over her head.
Glancing over at his now totally nude passenger Ron commented with a gleeful grin, "That's better! Hot damn, old Pete gonna have a heart attack!"
As he inched forward he told her, "Now I want you to stand on the seat facing out your window, and give Pete a dance."
"I can't do that!" protested the naked girl.
"Yes, you can, so just do it. Show the man some tittie!"
As the two semi-trucks came up side by side, Pete wondered what Ron was up to. Then when they were opposite, he glanced over and saw the naked girl wiggling around in the passenger-side window. In the back ground he saw Ron glance his way with a huge shit eating grin. Showing his appreciation, Pete blasted his horn once, twice, three times.
It was only for a moment though as Ron suddenly lurched forward, having spotted a pickup closing in fast from the back door. "Back it off, PistolPete," crackled over the radio. Pete fell back giving Ron room to quickly pass. Once he had clearance Pete flashed his lights and Ron pulled into the right hand lane to let the pickup pass.
The pickup passed and Ron moved back to the left lane, easing off the gas to let Pete pull along side. Once again Pete was treated to a road show, this time getting treated to the girl's bare ass as well as her budding tits. And as before Pete blasted his horn, over and over, in appreciation of the road show.
They played this game for twenty minutes or so until they got to Tucumcari, letting cars pass as they got close, then moving back side by side while Leanne danced naked for Ron and his friend. They continued the game with Leanne getting lewder and lewder, squeezing her tits together and even fingering her pussy, until Santa Rosa where a highway patrol car pulled onto the Interstate in front of them, thus ending the game.
Ron watched the highway patrol car speed away and disappear. Suspecting Smokey might be setting up a trap somewhere up ahead, Ron told the still naked girl, "Better put your clothes back on." She started to do just that, but Ron had a change of heart. "No, take it off. I want you to stay naked for a while."
"Make up your mind," she petulantly replied trying to sound annoyed, when in fact she was having fun being so naughty.
"Now turn and face me." She turned to sit sideways facing Ron. "Show me your pussy." She spread her legs apart. "Now play with yourself like you were doing for Pete." She spread her labia apart with the fingers of one hand and began stroking her cunt with the fingers of the other hand. "Now keep that up until you get yourself off."
Over the droning road noise, lewd wet smacking noises filled the cabin as Leanne masturbated herself for Ron's entertainment. And entertained he was, though he could only catch brief glimpses of the girl as he drove. His eyes darted back and forth between the road and the masturbating girl Still it was more than enough to get to him. Lifting his butt off his seat he pushed his gym shorts down and took out his hard cock.
Leanne was now treated to a lewd show as Ron slowly stroked his cock, and that was enough to bring her over the edge. She squeezed her eyes shut and clamped her legs shut as the orgasm swept over her. Watching her jerking about with her hand trapped between her legs was almost more than Ron could take, still he managed to control himself and stopped jerking his cock before it was too late. He had a better plan for his cum than just making a mess on his hand and seat.
The girl slumped back in her seat as the orgasmic echoes reverberated through her sweaty body. Gradually she was able to compose herself once again and looked over at the burly man watching her while he drove with his hard cock sticking up.
"Now come over here and suck my dick," he told her. Sounded like fun to her, so she did while the CB radio crackled with Smokey reports from the road ahead.
Luxuriating from the sensations coming from his rampant erection, he said out loud to no one in particular, "Man, is this great or what?
"Damn, you know, I ought to just keep you. How about it, baby? Wanna ride with me full time?"
As his balls began to boil he praised, "That's it, baby, you're doing good, real good... Yeah, suck my dick, sweetheart... Fuck, yeah... Suck it, baby doll."
Announcing his impending climax his dick began to tingle. But even spotting the Smokey, now in the east bound lane with a four wheeler pulled over, he couldn't stop from erupting in the girl's sucking maw, spewing his seed as he passed the unfortunate driver and cop. Indeed, he hardly noticed them as the orgasm swept over him, his focus evenly split between keeping his rig on the road and the pleasure emanating from his genitalia. Gasping for breath as his orgasm faded, he let the girl continue sucking on his softening penis until he couldn't stand the intense sensitivity of her tongue whipping around his glans.
"Fuck! That's enough!" he laughed as he pushed her off his cock.
"Fuck yeah, that was great, baby!" he exclaimed while checking his mirrors for traffic. "Shit, you really do know how to suck a man's dick," he praised. Then he added, "Maybe you should put some clothes on before I have a wreck."
Smacking her lips and tasting the residual cum in her mouth, Leanne moved back into her seat, pleased that she had pleased him so much, but also aware of the need she had for a cock in her puss. "When are you going to stop and fuck me?" she asked sliding a finger over her clit.
"We're gonna stop for the night in about forty minutes from now. First we'll get cleaned up and get a bite to eat. Then I'll fuck you until you're cross eyed and I can't get it up again."
"Promise?" she coyly replied as she continued diddling herself.
"Yeah, I promise. Ole Ron's gonna bang that young sweet puss of your real good. Now go on and get some clothes on." Leanne was in no mood to stop and continued to rub her clit as the duo sped westward down I-40, getting herself off another twenty miles down the road and nearly driving Ron crazy.
Ron managed to get her to cover up with her t-shirt, just before exiting the interstate at Moriarty. Pulling into the Flying J Truck Stop, he parked in the very back and away from prying eyes. A moment later, Pete pulled his double up next to him.
"Better put some shorts on under that tee," Ron told her. "Don't want to be flashing your bare pussy, now do you?"
"Would you care?" she replied.
"No, but no need in attracting undue attention, so put the shorts on." Leanne crawled into the back bunkhouse and found some shorts while Ron deployed his window coverings.
"Okay, we're gonna get a shower first, so bring your stuff with you," Ron instructed as he crowded into the back with her to retrieve his Dopp kit and a clean change of clothes.
Once out of the truck they met up with Pete. Ron informed him of his plans.
"You gonna let her go in there dressed like that?" Pete asked.
"She's decent," Ron replied lifting the front of the extra large t-shirt she wore reveling her cut off shorts.
"Show's over I suppose and that's too bad," lamented Pete. "She's cuter bare. Well, let me grab my shit and I'll meet you inside."
The elderly clerk didn't raise an eyebrow when the burly man with a young girl ordered up two showers, she just rang up the orders and issued numbers for when the showers were ready. Ron was pleased when Leanne's number came up almost immediately over the store intercom. Ron directed Leanne to the women's showers and continued to browse while quietly talking with Pete about the road show.
Soon Ron's number came up and he retired to the men's showers, after which Pete was called. Ten minutes later both Ron and Pete were out and waiting on Leanne to finish. When she came out, Pete made a low whistle. Her hair was still wet, but drawn back in a pony tail. What drew his attention was the tight belly shirt she now wore with her taut midriff exposed, and the nipples of her B-cups clearly outlined. The tight cut off denim shorts also attracted his attention as they exposed a good bit of ass cheek. He wasn't the only one whose attention was drawn to the young teenager, but they could only admire from afar.
After a quick trip back to the trucks to stash dirty clothes and toiletries, they settled into a booth in the restaurant with Leanne near the window and Ron at her side. Pete sat opposite in the middle of the bench seat. Menus were quickly provided and orders taken for drinks, ice tea for the men and a Coke for the girl.
"Order whatever you want," Ron told his charge. "Me, I'm gonna get a steak."
"Sounds good," replied Pete as he was still scanning the menu.
"I'll just have a cheese burger and fries," Leanne announced to the table.
A moment later, the drinks were delivered and supper was ordered. As they waited for the food to arrive Ron whispered to Leanne, "Run your bare foot up Pete's leg." She did and Ron chuckled at Pete's startled expression. With sly smiles wordlessly exchanged across the table, Leanne found that she enjoyed this game as much as Ron did and continued stroking the other man's leg with her foot. Confident that no one could see what she was doing under the table, she stretched out her leg and rubbed Pete's thigh. Further emboldened, she slid her foot between his legs and rubbed his crotch with her toes. The game was suspended when the waitress delivered the men's salads, but once she was gone, Pete felt the foot once again pressing against his junk.
Pete now escalated the game by unzipping. He grabbed the molesting foot and shoved it through his zipper and onto his hard bare cock where Leanne wiggled her toes against it. Sensing that things had gone far enough, Leanne withdrew her foot and sat upright in the booth. Pete zipped up, then leaned over and whispered to Ron, "I want to fuck her." To his disappointment, Ron shook his head just as the steaks and burger were delivered.
After the waitress made sure everything was in order, Pete leaned over and pleaded, "Oh, come on, Ron. Be a pal."
Ron replied, "I told her mom I'd look after her. Would I be looking after her if I let you fuck her?"
"Her mom doesn't have to know," rejoined Pete.
"No, but I'd be violating her trust," Ron piously replied.
"Oh, bull shit!" snorted Pete. "You're fucking her!"
"Shhhh! Keep your voice down, Pete," admonished Ron while looking around to be sure no one had been listening.
"Who says I'm doing her?"
"Oh, give me a break," guffawed Pete.
"Maybe I will," Ron replied. "We'll see. Now let's eat before the steaks get cold."
Ron enjoyed his steak, more than Pete did, as Pete was distracted by the young Princess who was so obviously available, yet just out of reach. In fact, Ron's attitude was pissing him off. They'd shared women before at the cabin and that was never a problem.
Having finished his meal, Ron signaled for the check having noted Pete's agitated state. He'd teased his friend and best buddy enough, so he leaned over to Leanne and speaking loud enough for Pete to hear, told her, "Do me a big favor, honey? It's been weeks since Pete has had any. So, when we go back to the truck, do me a favor and treat Pete to one of your deluxe blowjobs."
Overhearing this, Pete sat up and looked to the girl, who just smiled at the improper and lewd suggestion. His mood instantly brightened. A blowjob from this girl would certainly go a long way to reliving his case of blue balls he'd had ever since crossing the state line earlier that afternoon.
"Anyone for dessert?" Ron asked.
Exasperated, Pete rolled his eyes and said, "Fuck that. Let's go."
Enjoying his friend's anxiousness Ron replied to Pete, "Hold on, hold on. Leanne might want dessert."
Turning to the girl Ron asked, "How about it, baby?"
"How about what?" she playfully replied while looking at Pete. "Dessert? What kind of dessert?"
Tired of playing games Pete hissed, "My dick!"
Just then the waitress delivered the checks. Pete turned to Ron and offered, "I'll pick up the check if we go now."
"Deal!" agreed Ron. "Let's go."
Pete quickly laid out enough cash to cover the three meals along with a generous tip.
Once they were outside and heading toward the parked trucks, Pete placed his arm about Leanne's exposed waist and drew her close to him. Stopping between the two trucks, Pete leaned over and drove his tongue into her mouth while groping her ass.
"Not out here, you two," Ron admonished. "In my rig."
He unlocked the cab and as Leanne crawled in, Ron slapped her ass and told her, "Get in the back and get your ass naked for us."
Pete followed Leanne inside, followed by Ron. Leanne wasted no time in getting naked and then sat on the bunk while Pete stood in the passageway and admired her nudity for a moment before lowering his zipper and fishing out his cock.
"If you want me to suck you," Leanne told him, "then you have to be naked too."
Pete was momentarily flummoxed. He expected her act like all the other truck stop Princesses he'd had oral sex with all across the country. He'd whip it out it, get sucked off, and that was it. But here she was totally naked and she wanted him naked too. Kicking off his sneakers, he simultaneously pushed his suspenders from his shoulders, then stripped his t-shirt over his head.
In that moment he reminded her of her friend, Jenny's dad, a bit pudgy in the middle. Beyond that, there was no resemblance, as Pete, like Ron, was a tall, muscular and hairy fellow, whereas Jenny's dad was rather soft all over and comparatively hairless.
He dropped his trou and kicked them away. Shucking his boxer shorts his large erect organ bounced a little. Ever since Ron treated her to his big cock at Thanksgiving, the boys at the apartment just didn't do anything for her. Jenny's dad was bigger, but still not as big as Ron. She had felt how substantial that cock was with her foot back in the restaurant and was now eager to wrap her lips about it. She also wanted it to plunder her pussy, but would Ron allow him to fuck her? Guys could be funny about that she knew.
She slid off the bunk and knelt before the big man. Looking up at him, she couldn't help but notice the hungry eager look in his eyes. She smiled as she ran her fingers along the length of it with one hand while the other gently took measure of his balls. Swiping a finger across the slit in the dark bulbous head, she was awarded with a large dollop of clear slippery juice, juice which she smeared across the silky smooth expanse of his glans.
With her eyes locked with his, she skinned back what foreskin still covered his glans, leaned forward and planted an open mouth kiss on the tip of his cock, pulled back momentarily, then leaned in and molded her lips about his broad glans. For a long moment she held just the tip of his dick within her lips as she slowly swirled her tongue around it, savoring the taste of his weeping juices. She couldn't help but notice his nose flaring as his eyes widened and his pupils dilated. Pleased with herself, she directed her dainty tongue to trace the rim of his cock crown, settling for a moment on the little flap of skin under the crown.
The preliminaries done, she slid her lips slowly down the thick stalk until she couldn't take anymore without gagging, then slid her lips back to his glans before sliding back down the stalk, all the while fluttering her tongue against his bulging cock tube. As the young girl sucked the burly man's dick, she watched his expression and listened to him groaning in sensual appreciation.
All too soon for the both of them, Pete muttered "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." He cried out as his dick spasmed and began shooting a substantial load of spermy nut sauce into the sucking girl's mouth. Leanne nearly swooned as pulse after pulse shot across her tongue and into her mouth. She loved this moment of a blowjob, when the guy unloaded, even though at the same time it always seemed to be too soon, too quick, because as Ron could testify, the girl loved sucking on a hard dick. Tonight it was too quick, as Pete really hadn't had any for more than a week.
She swallowed as necessary, loving the taste of his cum and preserving enough in her mouth to savor the taste and texture. The cock stopped throbbing and soon began to soften. As disappointing as this was, she wasn't too concerned, as Ron's cock would no doubt be available to her soon.
The once mighty cock, though now soft, was still substantial. To her disappointment, it was withdrawn from her mouth. The blowjob complete, Ron now pushed his friend out of the way. To her delight, he too was now naked and having removed Pete back into the main cabin, pushed her onto the bunk and pulled her legs apart. "Your turn, sweetheart," he said and went down on her.
Pete was still recovering from his cum when he heard the girl cry out, "Oh, yes! Yes! Oh, god, yes!" Looking back, he saw Ron's bare backside and the girl's legs wrapped round his head. Pete knew that once Ron got the girl off Ron would fuck her. A pang of jealousy shot through him. He'd barely got started and now that he'd gotten his blowjob, it was all over for him. He wanted to fuck the girl and he wasn't sure that Ron would let him. It wasn't that he wouldn't be able to get it up again for his cock was already responding to the lewd show taking place in the bunkhouse.
He heard the girl squeal momentarily then watched as her legs lifted up shaking. A moment later Ron rocked back and stood with his cock at the ready.
"Ron! Please. Let me fuck her," pleaded Pete.
Ron shook his head. "I told you. I can't let you fuck her. I promised her mama that I wouldn't let any strange men between her legs."
"But I'm not just some strange guy you just met on the road."
"No, I don't suppose you are," replied Ron. He looked up at the ceiling like he was thinking, then added, "I really don't see the harm, but you gotta use a rubber. No telling where that dick of yours has been lately."
"I ain't got a rubber."
"Well, then tough shit," Ron replied.
"I got some in my truck," Pete declared. "I'll go get one."
"Oh, don't bother. I got plenty. Hang on a sec and I'll fetch one for you."
Ron rummaged abound in a cabinet and came up with a foil packet which he tossed to Pete. Pete ripped the foil packet open, took out the condom and rolled it over his erection. As he stepped into the already crowded bunkhouse, Ron told him, "Don't ya think ya oughta ask the girl?"
"Why? She's a pavement princess."
"I told you, Pete. She ain't a princess. She just a girl, a nice girl who's riding with me for a few days as a favor to her mom while she's on Spring Break from school."
"If you say so, Ron. Now move your fat ass out of the way." Ron moved to the side to let Pete pass.
Standing before Leanne, who was just coming to her senses after a good cum, half sitting up and slumped in the narrow bunk with her legs lewdly spread, Pete asked, "Hey, baby, wanna fuck?" Before she could answer, he was on her and in her, pumping away in her youthful snatch.
"Oh, yes, mister!" she cried as his cock stretched her birth canal. "Fuck me, mister! Fuck me!" not that Pete needed any encouragement on her part. It was a cramped fit, but Pete was used to fucking princesses in the tight confines of his bunkhouse and this wasn't any different. What was different was the quality of the pussy he was getting, a nice tight well toned pussy, and not the loose, worn out pussy of a genuine crack-whore truck-stop Princess. He fucked her until she was cumming on his dick and he still fucked her through climax after climax until twenty minutes in, he too unloaded his balls, his sperm filling the condom and not her possibly vulnerable unprotected cunt.
Pete extracted himself from between the teen's legs. Looking into the main cabin, he saw Ron sitting there watching, patently waiting a turn at her. Pete stripped the used condom from his shrinking dick and held it up for Ron to see. "Trash bag is over there," Ron replied.
"Thanks, old man," Pete said. "I really needed that."
"You're welcome. Girl seemed to enjoy it well enough," replied Ron as he held up his cell phone and played back the video of Pete fucking. As it was from the back, there was no way anyone could identify who it was, nor could the girl be identified. "I got one of her sucking your dick too," he added. "Give me your phone and I'll transfer the files over to it.
For the next few minutes the two nude me sat up front as Ron transferred files from his iPhone to Pete's iPhone. With that done, Pete dressed and headed to his own truck to get some well needed rest before tomorrow's drive to LA.
With his good buddy gone, Ron made his way into the back where Leanne was waiting for him. Preferring a more comfortable screw than what Pete had, he crawled into the bunk and lying flat on his back, put the girl on top of him. A moment later his bare cock was encased in her ripe smoldering hot pussy. Ron paced himself, fucking her for five minutes or so and then letting his dick cool off before fucking her for another five minutes. They changed positions several times over the next two hours, fucking in the bunk, fucking standing up, fucking in the passenger seat up front and fucking again in the bunk. After a long protracted screw, he unloaded his nuts into the ovulating, near delirious girl, the protection of her birth control pills having worn thin.
In the morning after a quick good morning toss, Ron dressed and stepped out of the cab intending to offer Pete another go with Leanne before she had dressed. But Pete was already on the road having made an early start. Ron stepped back inside and said to the girl, "Sorry, but he's gone already. So, get let's get a move on. Get your ass dressed and we'll grab a shower and have breakfast before we head out."
"How far do we have to go today?"
"We're almost to Albuquerque. Just need to drop off this load and then we'll head home to mama."
"I don't want to go home," the girl replied. "I have all week off from school and it's only Monday!"
"Well, I was planning on taking a few days off and going fishing. Wanna come with me?"
"Fishing?"
"Yeah. We'll go to my cabin. Fish and do whatever."
"The whatever part sounds good," Leanne replied with a grin.
"Okay!"
*****
By noon Monday, Ron had delivered the goods and was presented with a substantial check for his time and trouble. Part of the deal was that he was paid to deadhead his empty trailer back to his point of origin. Sensing an opportunity to score even more money, he called dispatch and they lined him up with a load which he picked up that very afternoon. Only catch was that it wasn't directly back home, but to be delivered in Dallas, a minor detour in the grand scheme of things. From there he could pick up yet another load to be delivered to his home base. Of course this all took time, but for once, with a barely teen cunt eager to polish his knob, Ron wasn't in a hurry to get her back to her mama.
Later that week as Ron pulled into the truck stop where Leanne's mama worked, he had mixed feelings about the end of the trip. On the one hand, it had been the best ever week on the road and a very profitable one too. On the other hand, he was glad to be soon rid of the girl. Not that he was tiring of sexing her, it was just that he'd been thinking of the girl's mother, of wallowing in her substantial tits and giving him the quality loving that comes with an experienced mature woman. Fishing? He could go fishing later.
THE END
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