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Long Haulin
by Zwolfen (address withheld)
***
A career truck driver learns new ways to make the
highways very kinky. (M+F+f+g+, ped, inc, beast, orgy)
***
I've been a long haul truck driver for over thirty
years. The profession has changed a lot from when I
started, mainly because of government regulations. The
days of driving 36-48-72 hour stretches, juiced on
speed, truck-stop joe coffee and white-line fever doze-
offs are gone. It's a lot harder for the independents
like myself to compete with the big outfits and make a
decent living.
I'm one of the luckier ones in that I managed to save
enough early in my career to buy my own, new tractor,
when I was later in my career and could enjoy the
comforts. It was fresh from the Kenworth factory, fully
optioned to my specs and I spared no expense taking care
of it.
I've been making a decent income by hauling loads that
aren't considered large enough for the major fleet
truckers. Or ones that just "need to get there."
My truck is pretty much my entire estate. I don't have a
house or even an apartment for a home base, I live out
of the back sleeper of my cab or truck stop rooms and
eat in restaurants. The availability of loads dictates
my schedule. Last year, I worked 320 days and this year
was starting out in similar fashion. I was on a lot of
lists of, "someone to call if, "
It was Monday morning and I was at a regular New Jersey
stop having breakfast; waiting to get the call that the
trailer I was supposed to pick up was loaded and ready.
Ellie, my waitress, came over to re-fill my cup. I've
known Ellie for a number of years and she's a pal. She'd
often allow me to stay at her place and do laundry and
get some real bed time instead of my cab. "Where you
headed this time, Nathan?" She always calls me by my
full name instead of just Nat or Nate.
"LaLa Land, El, I'm dropping a load of New York vino and
hopefully picking up a load of pet food for a haul to
Florida and then back here with citrus of some sort. Can
I pick up anything for you?" I always tried to bring
Ellie back something from my hauls. She never has to buy
dog food for the monster Great Dane mutt she had,
"Bandit", she got him as a pup when Burt Reynolds was
pretendin' to go truckin' in the movies, she thought it
was cute. I hauled a lot of pet food from coast-to-
coast. Never could figure out why the pets couldn't eat
the food on their own coasts. But it kept Bandit fed.
"Not this time, Nathan, thanks. Well, if you're not
gonna dilly-dally getting back from Florida, maybe a 50-
50. But not if it's gonna sit in your fucking cab for a
week." A 50-50 was a bushel box- half grapefruit and
half oranges, standard tourist citrus staple but I get
really nice ones out at the loading dock, for nothing.
"That one over there says she has a daughter. You be
safe out there."
She gave me a kiss on the cheek and left my check. I was
finishing my coffee and making sure I had a good tip for
Ellie when the woman sat down opposite me in the booth.
She looked maybe mid twenties and was dressed in jeans
and a sweater. Ellie was a dyke from way back.
Female was her choice but she'd fuck truckers just to
make them cry. Hard workin', hard livin' and lots a hard
fuckin', woman was a marvel. She liked the youngsters,
now. The bigger truck stops are loaded with them lookin
for free rides. But then truckers and their stops are
just another mini-culture in the big culture and it too,
is about location, location, location. It's better to be
fucking in warm weather than fucking in freezing cold.
Ellie usually had company for me from her ever-rotating
roster of girls. That was her "side-line". Nobody
bothered Ellie. She was a great waitress. Staters,
Sheriffs, Locals, all loved Ellie's coffee and most
visited her on the "sidelines".
"Hello. My name is Katie and I couldn't help overhearing
you're heading for LA."
"Yep, soon as my load is ready."
"I know you guys don't usually do this but would it be
possible for me and my daughter to ride part way with
you? It's starting to get cold. We need some sun." Fleet
haulers could lose their jobs for giving rides and even
the independents were wary of picking up hitchhikers or
civilians. My micro-culture has its "urban legends", You
don't read a lot about truck hijackings but they happen
all the time. If you weren't greedy, you could make good
money haulin' "extras".
There were also more and more of husband-wife team
drivers. Even a few with a kid or two. No house
payments, a micro-culture. I did like company on
occasions and the gypsy hookers were sometimes amusing.
They followed the truck routes just like strippers
followed the club routes. The finances were between the
two parties. I liked the little ones, just like Ellie.
We'd had some great threesomes and foursomes.
"You're right. I don't give rides." Can't be too
careful. A badge is a badge. She had nice eyes and a
soft look to her face. Not gorgeous but certainly
attractive.
"My daughter just turned thirteen." You could get
younger but it wasn't as easy as "thirteen". The Mann
Act is still in the rules but getting harder and harder
to enforce, dwindling numbers of agents as they're all
looking for a Bin Laden, not teen-age hookers that love
their job. Katie looked back at the counter and a tiny
girl in jeans and jacket walked over and slid into the
booth. "This is Silvie, say hi, to Mister Nathan,
honey."
"Hi, Mr..."
"Just Nathan, Nate. Hello, Silvie." The tiny girl looked
10, not thirteen. She was a pretty little thing with
large, blue eyes and long, blonde hair. Tiny as she was,
she had blossoming breasts and had a gleam in her eye
that looked as if she had a decent I.Q. A lot of the sex
traffic on the Interstate is just above a live house
plant in the brain pan department.
"We'll give you 30% of what we make for as long as you
carry us. We'll do whatever, whenever for as long as you
say. Tell him, Sil."
"I lost my cherry at six, I liked it, I'll do anything
that doesn't leave scars." It was a little weird. I'd
been pitched before but Sil still looked the part, a
real baby-like, slut, not some road-weary, wanna-be. "We
usually ride naked. Saves laundry costs. It's all up to
you." Sil looked legit, a thirteen-year old girl that
loved being a ten-year old slut, but she had 30 year old
street smarts. Always a fun combination. Keeps you alert
for the night driving.
Mom looked good enough to let come along. I hadn't
traveled with a mother/daughter act for a couple years.
I'd been feelin' the miles more and more of late and one
little sex toy was usually more than enough for my kink
needs and both our wallets. If you knew the routine, you
could pretty much straighten any sort of kink en route.
If your kinky was exhibitionism, it was easy to get that
kink taken care of while en route. Flashing was a big
fad now, wives in trucks and girls in cars. I only
bothered if I was stuck in some freeway back-up
standstill. Those could be fun.
Some gals would even get out of their rides and just
walk among the stopped cars taking requests, and usually
money. I wasn't into "flash traffic" at 70 mph driving
100,000 lbs of hard-to-stop-and-turn big rig. The CB and
cell phone were enough distractions, tunes don't count.
Hell, you can even get satellite TV. Never miss the Big
Game while doin the speed limit. I was getting too old
for all the tech, I just liked my comforts. A nice
little naked girl is good comfort.
"If you two can have one bag each, NO EXCEPTIONS, back
here before I get the call to pick up my load, we'll
give it a shot." Ellie came over with coffee and a piece
of pie. Mom and daughter bolted for the back.
"On me. They look tasty. I haven't seen them before. I
radioed a couple folk. Sil has a fan club. Hot item.
Keep me posted. I'm sure I'll want some of her, too."
Ellie swaggered off as the two returned, each with a
decent-sized back-pack. They knew how to travel light.
Our trip started when my cell rang.
The freight yard was five miles from Ellie's place. The
gals used the time to rustle around in my sleeper-cab
while I gave them the rules of the road. The first being
they did what I told them when I told them. That
included staying in the sleeper with the curtains pulled
while I hooked up the trailer-load of wine and did the
paperwork. I had an add-on to the load to fill out the
whole trailer. It was some special label wine that was
for an ad campaign. Bottom line, I had to deliver in
less than six days. No problem, unless there's a
problem, and there's always some problem.
It took me two hours to break out onto actual freeways
and out of commuter traffic. I had about an hour of
daylight left. Sil, with a little help from her mom,
remained in the sleeper and gave me a whole family
history. They were naked before I turned out of the
yard. It seems Sil's birth Dad is her mom's brother
Edward.
Sil's dad is her uncle. It didn't all start there. Sil
and mom proceeded to do the family tree and it was a
bush, Katie's mom was her older sister, her dad was also
her grandfather, it just kept going. I quit trying to
keep whose who after Katie. I was trying to decide if
the new cargo was going to change my tactics, while the
family history was a bore, watching little Sil in the
red light of the cab was distracting.
After the sun went down, I had on the red night light in
the cab but below dash, it's good for keeping track of
stuff in the cab without the white-light overheads.
Right now, it was allowing me to keep track of Sil as
she squirmed and crawled around in the sleeper and cab,
doing her family history and giving me visual aids. She
was just sliding a fourth finger into her spread, tiny
bald cunt as she told about her mom being the family
slut at picnics.
It was a tradition to make sure that there was always
more than one female of the family that had been fucked,
and was continuing to be fucked, by every male in the
family bush. Katie was one of those women. She had lost
her cherry at six, like Sil, but, unlike Sil, she was
then fucked by every living male member of the family
and that has continued ever since. The boys spent a
weekend with Katie when they turned thirteen. None of
them were still virgins.
Most had been fucking since they were six, like their
sisters. This was for the family history. This was for
deposits in the DNA Library of the family that was Katie
and a couple other of the women. Usually, they were a
generation apart, the oldest being fifty and the
youngest being twenty. She was one of the "keepers", she
was one that still carried whatever DNA myth and lore
this family had. It was all just for sex and it seemed
the keepers meant they were the breeders. Sil was
Katie's fourth kid. She looked good for a few more.
I was only partially paying attention to the history.
Katie had joined her daughter and was getting fisted by
Silvie as she licked away at Sil's spread pussy. I
decided my schedule was to go for as long as I could on
the first leg. I hadn't done an 18 hour stretch in a
long time. Barring mishap, after that, I could settle
back and get in a little sleeper time with the girls. I
just let Sil continue. When she asked about stopping to
pee, I told her about the on-board, like an RV,
chemical. She pissed in Katie's willing mouth instead.
This trip was going to be different.
Katie's brother, Sil's dad and uncle, lived with his
other daughter, Sil's little sister but also her niece
as the mother was Katie's younger sister, Sil's aunt.
The girl was six and he was just beginning to take her
around to the family parties. The little girls were
always popular at the parties and most of them were
being fucked in the ass and cunt before they turned ten.
They started sucking cock almost as soon as they stopped
sucking tit or bottle nipples.
The boys were well-cared for by the moms and older
sisters. Grammas loved sucking off the young boys. A lot
of the grammas were in their fifties, a few in their
forties, Katie was in her thirties. I lost track of her
grand-kids. My head was spinning trying to keep up with
the history and the changing visual stimulus. Sil and
mom were busy with sex toys and anything else they saw
in the sleeper. Busy trying to see what they could fit
in each others' cunts.
"Whenever you want, I'll drink your piss or suck you
off. I know how to squirm down between your legs so it
won't bug your drivin'." Sil had slid up into the
shotgun seat and was leaning against the door, her tiny
legs spread wide and her fingers holding open her
glistening pussy. I had nine more hours before fuel,
food and fun. The cab was set up with the accessory
plumbing so I didn't have to stop to piss. It just went
back into the sleeper toilet. My seat had a flap on the
front to permit easier access when one needed to piss on
the fly. But there was no point in pissing up an offer.
I adjusted the air seat and dropped the flap.
"Let's give you an audition. I need to take a piss. Be
careful, " Traffic was holding steady and I slid forward
in the air-suspension seat. Sil slid down between my
legs like a little rodent. My cock was out in a few
seconds and she held it in her mouth. I hadn't pissed in
anyone's mouth in years. It took a few minutes for me to
relax and focus and let go my stream of re-cycled joe.
Sil swallowed every drop.
"Long as I'm here, why don't you let me suck you off? I
want to taste your cum." She looked up through the
steering wheel and licked my cock which was on auto-
pilot and hardened in her mouth. I kept my eyes focused
on traffic as my cock slid down into Sil's throat. She
kept it there and let her well-trained throat muscles
massage it. This time, I didn't need to relax.
My cock let go as Sil slid slowly up the pulsing shaft,
my wads shooting down her throat. She milked the last
globs onto her tongue and swallowed it before sucking
and licking me clean. I pissed some more to help her
wash it down. She put me back together and slithered
back into the sleeper and let her mom suck and lick her
piss and cum flavored mouth and tongue. She never once
got tangled up in anything.
Truckers see gals blowing guys in cars. You don't see
truckers getting sucked off. Little Sil was now
squatting over her mom's open mouth. Katie swallowed her
daughter's piss greedily and licked the hairless pussy-
lips clean and shiny. Sil returned to her shotgun post
and continued with the Family Bush. I tried to keep
focused.
Sil either had a photographic memory or she was making
it up as she went along. I have relatives. I know most
of their names. Nothing like Sil. It was a real cross-
mix. I guess they have the same problem in Utah and
elsewhere.
"I guess now is as good a time as any to tell you." I
looked over at Sil, wondering what she could possibly
have to tell me that required a disclaimer, hopefully,
they weren't also serial killers. "I'm actually doing
'bait' this trip, bait for mom." My look made it clear I
had no idea what she was talking about. "Every so often,
one of the younger gals goes out as bait for the moms.
It helps the family to inject new blood. We go on the
road with a mom and bring in the guys to fuck her until
she gets pregnant. Then she goes back to have the kid.
If she gets pregnant right away, the family will send
out another mom. A few of our relatives are in other
parts doing what I'm doing for mom this trip so I want
you to fuck her as much as you can. Your genes would be
cool in the family. I was chosen to be a bait slut
'cause I look so young. The family figured I could do it
longer. I had a daughter a year ago, grampa was the
father. Then my tubes were tied.
My daughter is being groomed to be a Keeper, like mom. I
let the guys fuck me but they have to cum in mom's cunt.
When we stop, if you'll let us, I'll set up a fill-up
for mom." Again she had to explain. "Mom and I will go
around and gather up a bunch of guys. Then we'll suck
and let them fuck us but they have to shoot their loads
in mom's cunt. After we have gotten all their cum, I'll
put a plug in mom's cum hole for a few hours to make
sure the seeds have a chance to do their job." It was a
biology lecture like no other.
My schedule was to stop in four hours. "I'll keep you
company. Let me know when we're close to the stop. I
want you to fuck mom before I take her out. Your cum can
be first." She giggled and went back to her family
history and playing with her still-damp pussy.
As Sil continued with her story, it seemed as though her
family was dedicated to one thing, pedophilia. The girls
were used by all the family members and there was a
group of them that were actually rented out. Sil
borrowed my laptop PC and with a few key strokes of the
wifi connection, pulled up the "members only" website of
her family. They had an on-line industry going. She
showed me the pics of all her relatives, I lost track
very quickly as to whether it was a niece, a cousin or
even a sister.
There was one page of just naked little girls that could
be rented by members of the website. I told Sil not to
bother with the details. I had too much info as it was.
The basics were plain enough. For a price, a member
could rent a little girl for a day or a week-end or even
a month or more. Sil said there were a lot of the little
ones that liked to be rented out for sex. It made them
feel special.
She showed me the pictures from the website of some of
the family gatherings. There was a lot of videos as well
but driving and dirty vids don't mix. The pictures were
distraction enough. Sil made sure to show only the ones
with the little girls sucking or being fucked. All her
nieces and such had done gang-bangs with the male
members of the family. There were lots of pictures of
tiny girls covered in cum or holding their mouths open
for cum shots. Then she pulled up a new one.
It was a close-up shot of a little girl sucking on a
purplish, gooey cock. "That's Darla. She sucks dogs." I
damn near drove off the road. That was one kink I'd only
heard about, never witnessed. Sil sensed my interest.
"She isn't the only one. A lot of us do dogs and some of
the moms even do horses. The guys like to watch us fuck
and suck animals." I had regained my focus and was just
listening and looking at the new picture theme Sil was
bringing up on my PC. Little girls with dog cock in
their throats, their lips pressed flat by the cock knots
of the canine fuckers.
There were pics of little girls being mounted by large
dogs and moms sucking huge horse cocks and taking cum
flows like hoses of horse cream in their open mouths.
"Mom, come on over here and do the pictures, I think
Nate wants me to suck him." Katie replaced Sil at
shotgun and slide-show operator as Sil did her squirmy
thing and had my cock deep in her mouth. I fed her my
load and she cleaned me up and drank my piss. Then she
had her mom lick her mouth and lips clean of the stray
cum globs and piss puddles.
I had two more hours before it was fuel and fun time
without having to watch for traffic. I hoped I'd be able
to recover.
***
Having picked up HWY 74 out of Steel-town, I was near
the end of HWY 44 and then to Hwy 40 and LaLaLand. It
was time for the 3-f's: fuel, food and fun. I found a
spot amongst the acre or so of rigs, it was just past
twilight and the dinner crowd was in and then it was who
was going to keep going or who was going to stay awhile.
Sil and mom were interested in the "stay-awhile crowd."
Sil had Katie already kneeling in the sleeper. I went
back and she sucked me hard and then guided me into her
mom's dripping cunt. She cradled my balls in her hand
and added her tongue to my shaft as Katie fucked my
cock. I let loose my load and stayed inside Kate's hole.
I pulled out slowly and Sil licked me clean and sucked
my piss hole. Katie stuffed a small plug in her cunt.
I can do all my pit stop chores on the rig with what I
carry. Everything but the fuel. I usually fuel first and
then park and take care of the rest. I reversed it this
time. I told the girls if I wasn't here, I'd be at the
fuel dock or getting a shower. I got kisses from the
now-clothed mom and daughter. Sort of clothed. Katie was
wearing Daisy Dukes that had already gotten lost in her
crotch and ass. You could see parts of the plug in her
cunt. The T-shirt had more holes and tears than fabric.
Sil was in a skirt that was more belt. She had an
elastic band around her budding tits. I had no idea what
to expect.
I spent the next thirty minutes checking fluids, air
pressures, connections and all that crap you have to do
to keep rubber under you. I usually did my windows last
and sensed the girls were still out on patrol, I looked
over at the fuel dock and saw a lull so I idled the rig
over and proceeded to drain my fuel allowance card. I
was up on the hood doing the windows when I Sil jumped
up into the cab and started pointing at spots I'd
missed. I was about to get her ass out to do it when she
lifted her skirt and started fingering her cunt.
I kept at the window and watched. She was able to get
across that Katie was waiting at the parking spot with a
bunch of guys. They wanted me to watch. The windows were
clean enough. I got the last drops stuffed in the tanks
and idled back to the space that was now being saved by
about a dozen guys and a couple of gals, I guessed
girlfriends or wives.
Sil was on the ground before the brakes quit snorting. I
secured the rig and went over to the group. Someone
stuffed a beer in my hand and I saw the focus of the
crowd. Katie was walking slowly around letting each and
every, squeeze and finger whatever they wanted. Her
hands were tracing a path across every bulging crotch.
Sil popped into the middle and stripped naked. She took
the claps and whistles and then got everybody quieted
down. Pretty good crowd management for a naked thirteen
year old.
"OK, guys, it's like we told you, mom or I or both will
suck you or you can fuck us in either hole. The only
condition is that you have to shoot your loads in mom's
cunt. If you're fucking her when someone has to shoot,
pull out and let him in. Mom's cunt is the cum bucket
tonight. So get out those cocks and let's get started.
If you can't get it up, move on or go tell your friends.
We'll keep at it until you guys run out." More whistles
and applause as cocks appeared. Katie's T-shirt
disappeared along with her denim thong. Mom and daughter
were on their knees sucking whatever was put in their
mouth. It was surprising to me that the crowd was very
orderly and waited their turn, like merging traffic.
From somewhere, a table appeared and Katie lay back on
it to take a cock in her mouth and the first one in her
cunt. From then on, it was a stream of guys being sucked
or fucked and making their cum deposit in Katie's cunt.
Sil was sucking the guys until they were ready to shoot.
She also had her ass and cunt available for those that
wanted a ride. The two women, lady drivers it turns out,
said they'd help Sil suck cocks if she'd let them eat
her cunt. Sil was more than willing.
The "Cum Stop" as it was being called, continued as some
guys stopped by to make their cum deposit and pull out
on the road. Others lingered around and watched or went
back for seconds and even a few thirds. "Look at the Ho
go after that little gal pussy." The Ho was one of the
lady drivers, known affectionately as The Haulin Ho. Her
huge tits had been set free and were hanging down, being
sucked by a couple of guys as she was tongue-lashing
Sil's well-used asshole and pussy.
"She'll suck and fuck anything. Last week, she did
thirty-some guys outside of Des Moines."
The small crowd was fixated on the scene and just sipped
their beer. "You ever get one of her gum jobs?" The
question was asked to no one in particular. "Ever since
her ex knocked out her teeth and she got those plates?,
she pulls out her teeth and man does she suck cock!" I
had a sense the "truck stop legends" were about to
surface. It was plane to see that Sil and her Mom
weren't legends, not yet. Ellie wasn't wrong, Sil does
have a fan club and is a hot item. I wondered if she was
the most popular one of the family bush.
I saw The Ho finish up with Sil and detach her huge
nipples from the guys sucking them. She sauntered over
to me making sure her huge tits moved as much as
possible. As she got close, you could see the shiny cunt
sauce all over her face. "That sweet little pussy said
she rode in here with you. Can I suck you off?"
I didn't drop my beer but somebody dropped theirs. Ho
grabbed handfuls of tit flesh and pulled at her already
stretched nipples. "C'mon. I'll give you one of my
specials." With that, she removed her dentures and
tucked them in her belt. She went to her knees and after
my cock. I was stunned at how fast she got my cock
between her gums. I now had my own little audience
watching me get a "gummer" from The Ho. I never could
have gotten hard, let alone off in such circumstances.
The woman was a "gum artist" and soon took my spurts
into her throat to applause and whistles and a fresh
beer for me.
It was getting late, even for truckers. Sil kissed the
limp cocks of the few remaining and had them draw straws
to see who got to piss in Katie's mouth. The guy that
was talking to "no one in particular" won that honor.
Katie swallowed away as Sil slowly stuffed a plug into
the opening of her mom's well-used gene pool. The excess
cum flowed out around the plug so Sil soaked her hand in
it. Kate finished her piss drink and Sil had her lick
the cum cocktail off her hand. She had to do it three
times before the cum quit oozing out of Katie's swollen
cunt.
"We'll meet you back at the rig. Keep a light on." Sil
and Katie didn't bother to try and dress. What they had
as clothes had long since been used for wiping off
cocks. I lost sight of their naked butts and headed back
to the rig.
"Your name Nathan?" I stopped and turned to see a guy
even older than me and a lot more weathered. Ellie was
the only one that called me Nathan.
"Nate, yeah." I walked toward the guy. He was totally
calm.
"Ellie told me to keep an eye open. This is your first
time with Sil." It wasn't a question so I didn't answer.
"Ellie says you're folks so listen up. That family is
shall we say, connected. Despite all that goes on with
all of them, they don't get into trouble, at least not
anything major. They fill a big need out here and if
you've ever paid for a little 'cab comfort of a youthful
variety', it was from THAT family. She show you the web
site?" That was a question but I wasn't sure about the
answer.
"Yeah, sort of, we just came off an 18 hour run before
all the activities. She pulled it up on my laptop and
showed some pics while I was trying to stay between the
lines."
"Sil can be distracting but she's learned to keep it
cool under power. If she showed you the site, then she
trusts you. Don't fuck it up for yourself and most of
all, don't fuck it up for everyone else." I got a
friendly nod and the guy dissolved into the shadows. I
was trying to figure out how I might fuck "what?" up
when I got to the rig. The gals had left it neat and
tidy. I hadn't managed a shower so I shed down and was
pouring bottled water over me when the girls arrived.
They were still naked but freshly showered.
"Don't bother with that. You'll catch cold. Mom and I'll
give ya a tongue bath. Get in." Sil opened the door and
pinched my naked butt as I climbed up and into the
sleeper. My naked riders followed and using a mix of
water and their tongues, I was tongued and rinsed clean
in every crack and crevice.
They shared my cum load and piss before I fell asleep. A
lot of road warriors have different sleeping habits. If
they're in their rig for one night, they're rarely ever
totally zonked. I was vaguely aware of some whispers and
possible exits and entries. I was comforted that after
what the mysterious stranger had said, Sil was looking
out for me. I got some decent sack time.
We hit HWY 40 West just before noon. The girls had found
enough clothing-like for us to have breakfast inside. We
didn't have to pay for anything and were warmly received
and well-wished "rubber side down-never in." Sil
explained the tire/condom joke to me. It sure as hell
applied to her mom.
Sil picked up her audio track as soon as I dialed into
the traffic flow and settled in on a speed just
comfortable and smooth. She was my naked shotgun again.
"Mom has something to show you. OK, mom. Let's see it."
Naked Katie slid out from the sleeper with a large,
clear, plastic cup almost full of some sort of
yellowish-white goo. "Tell him whatcha got there, Ma."
Sil winked at me.
"This is all the cum and piss and cunt sauce that
drained out of me when Sil pulled the plug this
morning."
"And what are you going to do with it, mom?"
"Drink it down of course! Never waste cum of any kind!"
She said it like she'd had practice. Katie drained the
glass down like it was spring water. "Here, Nate. Piss
in this when you can to rinse it all out for me." Her
teeth and tongue were caked with sticky sex sauces and
she was savoring every stringy glob.
Sil swatted her mom's bare ass and settled her own naked
self into her spread posture against the door. "When we
get down the road a piece, mom and I'll do one of our
flashing routines." I was going over time and distance
and whether to make it two stops or just one. Two would
make the run to LA a short one and I'd still be getting
in a couple days early. My cargo drop was open till
midnight so I figured this trip would be good for a
nocturnal arrival into Sin City. My cab was bursting
with possible sin tax. That would be after all the other
felonies had been added up.
"Mom's surely knocked-up after last night. We don't need
to do another fuel stop for her. We can do whatever you
want. Want me to get on the radio and arrange it so you
can watch me and mom do a dog?" I almost broke my neck
looking over at my naked rider. She looked as though she
were asking if I "wanted fries with that?".
"You can actually DO THAT? Over the CB? NO! I mean no
you don't need to arrange for a dog. Really? You could
do it?"
"Sure." Sil picked up my map case, scanning it in the
cab's red-light, she then punched some keys on my GPS
locator. "If you do two, getting us in after dark, stop
here tomorrow night. I'll have a dog there and mom and I
will suck and fuck him for you." I had to see if she
could do it, not the dog, I was pretty sure she could
and would fuck and suck any dog, making the arranging
over an open CB network in the middle of the prairie?, I
had to see that.
Sil still sat with her legs spread as she took my CB
mic. Mom was back in the sleeper playing with sex toys
and offering encouragement. "Do it, baby! I'm ready for
a dog!! I think Nate wants to see me suck and fuck a
dog."
"Yes, mom. Give me a chance. If you behave, I'll let you
swallow the dog's load." I just heard a guttural, moan
from Katie. "Slutty bitch is cumming. I hope she's
knocked up, I need another Keeper." I was amazed at the
interaction between Katie and her daughter. Sil was
clearly the one running things. "Breaker nineteen.
Nineteen, you out there, Re-tread?" Sil was talking into
the CB mic. The static and gabbing was drowned out by
the response.
"That you ringing my bell, Young 'n Num? What you doing
out here in the flat-lands?"
"Just to say 'Hi' to you, big guy. Katie's with me.
Let's go Code K." I had no idea what Sil was talking
about, to I assume, whoever Re-Tread is. He had a shit-
kicken, CB transmitter. But it was the plains, not the
Rockies.
"Mischief afoot, babygirl? Thirty and counting. Out."
The static and multiple "breaks" returned and Sil winked
at me as she watched one of the many digital clocks in
the cab. What happened next I saw and heard and even
after she sorta' explained to me later, I still don't
really know how she did it.
I saw her move up and down the CB channel range, most
were quiet but she wasn't on any of them for more than a
minute before moving on, speaking into the mic. mostly
numbers. She'd say some numbers, get a "roger" from who
I was still assuming was Re-Tread, then switch to
another channel and mostly more numbers and roger. That
went on for about ten minutes. I almost quit listening
until Katie squealed from the back to, "Say Hi, for me,
babygirl."
"I think the slut is finally knocked-up. She says 'Hi',
Nineteen." Sil got her "roger" and was back on Channel
19.
"Breaker", Re-Tread boomed out over the chatter, "Travel
safe, babygirl. Stop by sometime. Tread, out." Sil
hooked the mic.
"All set. Hey, bitch!" Sil was back to both hands doing
her own body-work as she snarled at her mom. "Your
favorite, Rattler." I heard another lengthy moan from
the sleeper. Sil put her tiny, bare foot on my hip.
"Actually, his name is Diamondback." I was still hashing
Re-Tread. "The baseball team? You don't like baseball?"
"We're in Oklahoma." I was so clogged with questions, I
was mute.
"Tomorrow, we'll be in Arizona. That's where mom and I
are going to suck and fuck Rattler, Diamondback, for
you. He's a really huge dog, supposed to have some wolf
in him, sure has a nice cock. He'll be at my niece's,
Becky, HEY SLUT! We'll be at Becky's for your show." I
heard another moan and was trying to figure out all the
who, what, where, how. I thought I was pretty sure about
"when".
"You arranged all this with that number stuff?" I got a
giggle.
"Yeah, well, me and Re-Tread. He's in a wheelchair and
part of the extended family. Killer radio and antennae.
One of us will go vast every couple weeks and stay for a
few days. Clean the place some, cook, mostly suck and
fuck him. He likes watching, too. He lives away out and
if we need a place to put one of the kids, we park them
at his place. Guy's a real charmer but kinky. Mom did a
horse for him about six months ago. The guy's really
sweet and can sure fuck. He's had a lot of surgical
stuff done and it keeps his dick hard. It's his dick but
he uses a controller to make it work. Last year, he got
this bag-thing. He plugs it into his plumbing and he can
shoot, like cum. Neat thing?
"You can put whatever you want in the bag as long as it
has the right flow rate shit. He has whatever gal is
with him suck off whatever critters are available and he
saves the spunk. He calls it his 'critter cocktail'. Not
many get to go to his farm. He usually sets up the show
closer to the freeway, old parking lot or whatever, the
slut back there has the record for a crowd, it was with
Rattler, Twenty-seven , eight women and two kids among
'em. Mom sucked off Rattler and made sure they all got a
good look at his load in her mouth before she gulped it
down. Then they all did her, even the women and the
kids. She was covered in sweat, cum and piss when she
sucked Rattler hard and took him in her cunt and
asshole.
"Rattler was done but she stayed until no one was left."
I heard another long moan from the sleeper. "Re-Tread
and the family have a roster of eight dogs within about
a 500 mile radius. Dogs will get bought, usually by some
trucker's girlfriend or wife. There's a little clan of
couple-operators. The thing they have in common?,
little, yapping lap-rat dogs. Yeeech! Not just the old
gals, some of the younger gals like those damn things. I
know they're small and you can box train them and shit,
I don't care." My confused expression wasn't missed by
Sil. "Those lap-rats are almost ALWAYS males. More than
a few of those cunts suck off their little doggies for
their men, and sometimes others."
I got a wink with the moan from the back. "That slut can
grind and cum all-night. You want to piss?" Before I
could answer, Sil had assumed her station between my
legs. She kept my cock on her tongue after she swallowed
all my piss. Her tongue action had me hard in minutes
and cumming in her throat a few minutes after that.
Sil noisily swallowing my cum and tongue-washing my cock
and balls got another moan from the sleeper. "Be right
back. I gotta fuck her or she'll go on all night. Sil
made sure I was all secured and crawled back into the
sleeper cab, adjusting my mirrors so I could watch. With
the white light on in the sleeper, it was like the sun
shining down in contrast to the night and the red light
in the cab. Glancing back and forth sort of defeated the
purpose of the red light. I dialed in on the road as Sil
and her mom were shoving a huge, two-headed cock in each
other. I pulled the curtain to get rid of the light.
It took me a few seconds to get back from wherever my
head had been for the last few hundred miles. Me and the
rig had both been on cruise control and I hadn't noticed
that Sil was back at shotgun. The sleeper was dark and
the curtain drawn. Mom must have finally dozed off. "I
didn't want to disturb you. You were somewhere else. I
finally drugged the slut." My wide eyes got a giggle.
"OTC. Couple snoozers. She'll be nice and ready for
Rattler. You know I can drive?" I looked at my naked
tiny, 13 year old shotgun and figured it would be iffy
as to whether she could reach the pedals in anything but
some econo-toy. "I mean a rig, well, not really drive,
shift and pedals and all that, I steer really good."
"You can steer a rig?" This wasn't like watching some CB
magic.
"Yup. No bull. You wanna try something? Hardly any cars
and sunrise is always neat. I'll sit on your lap and you
let me show you how good a steerer I am. If I pass, you
let me do it with your cock in my butt." Sil was licking
her fingers, fresh from her cunt. I didn't have to shift
much to make room for the tiny girl. She was a good
steerer. It wasn't long and she was checking her mirrors
and grinding her tiny butt on my cock. I flicked off all
interior lights after she freed up my dick. She squatted
her asshole down on my aching hard-on. She not only was
steering good, she was ass-fucking my cock, using the
same wheel for added leverage. Her knees were drawn up
on each side of the wheel as she pivoted around on my
cock. I managed to keep the pedals working.
I managed to hold back filling her ass with cream by
watching her steer. She WAS good. We had been docked for
about fifty miles when my cock shrank in a second. Sil
took an exit without warning me. It was about an hour
shy of sunrise and we were about it on the road. "OK,
OK, I've done this. You do the gears and pedals. We stop
at the sign and then right for two blocks. I can steer."
I sorta had to, so I started banging down gears and
teasing the brakes. My shotgun turned steerer reeled the
wheel around the right turn with ease after the stop and
I went back up through the gears before doing it all
over again a couple more times so Sil could pull into a
small, fuel station. I had over half a tank and these
places had to charge more to stay alive. It's OK for the
5 gal or so get-by, not necessarily for 100 or more
gallons.
"Stop at the pumps. Gotta say hi and give my uncle some
trade. C'mon in, mom is snoring. You'll like my niece.
She just turned five last week. I need to give her a
present and you're it."
Sil was off my cock and out of the truck before I was
sure we were completely stopped. Still naked, she
sauntered inside the weary looking store. I was amazed
at the older pumps. Mainly that they still worked. Just
as good, not as fast. I topped to the lips and sealed
the caps. Old habits had me starting to do the rest of
my pit stop ritual when I heard the door to the store
bang.
I looked over and there was a tiny, naked little girl in
a pair of flip flops walking toward me. Without a word,
she walked up, took my hand and walked me back to the
store. I was pretty sure the truck being left where it
was no problem and followed my little guide. Her butt
would fit in my palm. Inside, my eyes adjusted to the
growing sunlight and the haze and dust in the air. I was
half right. It was part meager store and a two-booth, 6-
stool counter grill / fountain, a Post-War, Pre-Freeway,
truck stop. Not many left. My guide led me to a booth
and there were two women sitting next to each other.
The other booth had four local guys and the counter was
also full to capacity. There was no sign of Sil and no
one said a thing about the naked little girl holding a
strange man's hand. She crawled up into the booth,
showing me her little cunt and ass. She settled in and a
waitress brought a cup for me and the coffee pot. The
women got refills and I got a cup of joe while my
little, naked guide was given a two-scoops of ice cream.
"You're food will be out in a minute. Sil is finishing
up in back." The waitress turned and went in the
kitchen. I looked at my booth mates and wondered what
the food I hadn't ordered would be, not so much good or
bad, breakfast, lunch or dinner.? The rising sun hit the
one sorta clean window. Breakfast-like was the logical
guess.
"You brought Sil and her mom here. That means you're OK.
That's my daughter, you can fuck her when you want.
Everyone in the place 'ceptin you is kin. Sil doesn't
get to stop by much. We miss her. She'll suck-off every
guy in here at least twice and do her piss thing. You
know how she is. She said it was up to you if y'all be
headen' out after, no need to rush. You can stay a
night. You'll make the Rattler show easy."
My meat and eggs with ample fried spuds arrived with
more joe. I wasn't positive about the meat but it was
good pork, if it wasn't pork? It was still breakfast.
"We'd like to use Katie for awhile, It's been a long
time."
The woman nodded at the tiny girl as she finished up her
ice cream. Wiping her hands on her bare pussy, she
easily slid under the table and proceeded to take charge
of my hard-on with both tiny hands and tiny mouth. "Cum
in her mouth. Then you can fuck her other holes while we
watch Sil suck off the guys at the counter."
The woman and her as-yet mute booth mate pulled open
their dresses, scooping out their ample tits. I didn't
see Sil come out from the kitchen but she caught my eye
and I looked at her. She rubbed her juicy cunt and
nodded before crawling under the other booth with the
four locals. I guess we'd be staying a night.
"When we heard you was commin', we were able to have
some of our other folks come in and say 'hey' to Sil and
Katie. My cock was somehow going completely down my
little five-years old throat and being held there.
"She's really getting good, I got her started but she's
a natural sucker. Fill her mouth, she loves her cock
cream. Since y'all are gonna be stayin over, wanna get a
shower?" Don't you worry, we'll let Kate sleep until the
rest get here. No point her missing sleep waiting for
the stragglers. Aunt Kate always likes large crowds.
"I'm Harriet, Harry, this is Andrea, Andy. That's Teri
sucking your cock." It was like any other small town
diner chat except for, two little girls, one not even
ten, naked and sucking cocks in a public place. I
launched my cum globs into her mouth and she ate all her
food like a good girl, cleaning her plate before
climbing up into mute-Andy's lap and sucking on a huge
tit and nipple.
"Andy's our dairy queen. Her tits keep making milk even
though her youngest girl is ten. The doc said it was
because we keep sucking her. We put the extra in bottles
'cause some of the guys like it their coffee. C'mon,
Andy will join us when lil Teri gets through sucking her
milk tits.
***
I followed Harry toward the back of the store. I got a
wink from Sil when I passed her booth. She was on her
knees, under the table with a thick, long, cock swelling
her thirteen year old throat. Her face and tits were
shiny from previous cock loads. Harry led me to a tiled
shower room and stripped off her dress and shoes,
turning on three of the six nozzles in the room.
The steam quickly started filling the room and the hot
water felt great as Harry washed me down with a brush,
sponge and herbal soap. Naked Andy joined us. Her
nipples were dripping milk. Harry sudsed her all over
and then she started rubbing all over me while Harry
sudsed herself and soon I was worried about those lethal
falls in the bathroom- even sandwiched between Harry and
Andy's massive tits as they made sure my crotch was
clean, again.
"Hey, save some of that guy for me. I brung him." Naked
Sil joined our soap sex bubble. "Since we don't gotta be
outta here until ten or so in the A. of M., some of the
guys want me and a couple others to pose for still pics.
We'll make Rattler's thing in plenty of time. You wanna
move the rig around back or do you want me to do it?" I
swatted Sil's smart ass and rinsed off as the tit duo
focused on lil Sil.
They almost made her disappear in soapy tit flesh.
"Hurry back. These cunts will smother me. Check and make
sure mom is still fucking out back." I was doing map
work in my head and Sil was dead-right about our last
stop before the short haul to L.A.
Dried and dressed, I went out through the store/diner.
There was a gathering of people of varying ages and
varying types of dress. A few little girls were buck
naked. I got smiles, waves and "Howdy's" as I went out
to the rig. It was unlocked. I don't do that. I had my
keys but Sil had had them too. Now what? I did a check
and no one in the sleeper. The seat adjusted to my pre-
set and then it hit me. The seat was closer and higher.
After our arrival with my cock in Sil's asshole, it
should have been farther and lower.
Everything fired up and the gauges and lights all
worked. GPS said we were where we'd been so I guess it
wasn't a time warp. We'd stopped to say "Hi" and "give
some trade" nine hours ago. I eased the rig around to
the back and was met with a naked teen waving at me,
giving directions. I nodded at her and slowed to slug
pace. Hadn't been in that low a gear all trip. The sexy
teen hopped up on the running board and stuck her
freckled-face in my window, one hand on the mirror
bracket. She had close-cropped, almost burr cut, red
hair and it was natural. Her red pussy fuzz was like a
stop-light in the setting sun.
"Hi. You're Nate. I'm Match. Pull out and around the
rusty pick-up and circle back around to the door. That
way y'all be pointed right in the morning. Sil's my
aunt. I was twelve last month." I sped up to take a
little of the load off the steering as I did a large 360
with the rig.
"Match?"
"Yeah. Actually Margarite but cuzza' my hair, my brother
said I looked like a lit match and it sorta stuck.
That's it, just pull right up to that table." I hadn't
noticed the small, wood table until Match pointed at it.
Sil's mom, Katie, was still fucking. She was on her back
and some guy, his pants at his ankles, was plowing into
her.
"Aunt Kate is sure a good Keeper. She fucks everybody.
Heard she might be preggers, that true? Hope so. Me and
mom get to go out next." I didn't answer as I eased up
and then loaded down the brakes with their sigh. Match
hopped off and opened the door for me, sticking out her
pale belly and pussy. "See, Red and natural. Go ahead,
it's really soft. She took my hand and pulled it to her
fiery fuzz.
It was bunny-ear, soft. She squatted and spread her
legs, taking my finger and guiding it into her slippery
cunt. I didn't have to do anything. She started fucking
up and down on my finger while holding my wrist. I did
do something and began to rub my thumb on her clit nub
that was sticking out from the fire-pit of her wet cunt.
"Gawd that feels good!! Put more fingers in me."
I like to honor requests and slid all but my clit-
massaging thumb into her cunt. Match just groaned and
increased her squatting tempo. I could be a kinky health
club machine except my arm was getting tired. Match's
greedy cunt didn't have power-assist but her legs were
like shocks on a rutted road. Katie was taking on
another guy as the previous one grinned at me and went
inside. This one was leaning her over the table and
swatting her ass while he fucked her. Her ass-cheeks
were reddening up nicely. I was vaguely aware of the
door open behind me, figuring it to be Katie's last,
eager depositor. It wasn't.
"MATCH!!!" I almost broke my wrist trying to turn and
free-up my fingers. Match wasn't helping. "You red-
headed, cunt! Let him be, he just cleaned-up and needs
to have some supper. Go find that baby sister of yours
and make sure you both are cleaned up for the pictures.
Now beat it you little red, fuck hole! Still dripping
wet and naked Sil wasn't really mad. She set me free and
held up my fingers.
"Taste her. She's always yummy." I already knew and
savored the sopping juice. Sil gave Match a tonsil-
search with her tongue and a hard swat on the butt.
"CLEAN! And no gum!!!" Match disappeared behind the rig.
"C'mon. You need food. I have a surprise for later in
case you get bored while I do the picture thingee."
I was led back inside and out to a booth in the diner.
"One special back there. Make it right." Still naked and
now dripping on the table and floor, Sil kissed me.
"Gotta dry and get ready. Eat." I watched her saucy ass
swagger back for a towel. I was just realizing that
while I thought things looked the same as when I went
out to move the rig, it wasn't. A woman with an apron
set a beer on the table. The apron was her only garb and
her tits while generous, had a firmish wiggle to them.
"I'm Sil's cuzzin. Thanks for letting Sil come and
visit. It livens things up a bit. Match is my daughter,
and little sister. I'll get your supper." I watched her
large butt, Jell-O wiggle to the kitchen. Little wasn't
needed, Mom/sis was thirty if a day. She returned
without the apron and with a tray. Her cunt was smooth
with low-hanging outter lips that waddled when she
walked. She managed to keep her hanging tits out of my
food as she served up The Special.
"Holler if you need anything else. I gotta let Martie
fuck my butt or he won't cook anymore. I just sucked-off
the dishwasher. The food's good." Cuz Jell-O'd and
waddled back to the kitchen, I didn't know if I needed
anything else as I wasn't sure what I had. There was a
fresh-looking salad and a dressing servor. The plate was
a mound of something with a layer of probably reddish-
brown gravy. I was close. It was some of the best gravy
I'd ever tasted, hiding really good meat that I only
knew what it wasn't and mashed spuds. The bread was
homemade and fresh.
I took my time with the excellent grub. The dishwasher
wasn't going to earn his blowjob washing my plates.
Naked Cuz returned as I was mopping up the last of the
gravy with the last of the bread. She had a beer in one
hand and a tiny, naked girl in the other. "This is
babygirl. She's four. When you're done, she'll take you
to the back. Liked the food didya'? There's plenty
more." Babygirl crawled up and across my lap and sat on
the bench with her feet up and her doll-like legs spread
open.
"It was great. I'm stuffed. The gravy was amazing. I
thought I knew most such stuff. What was the meat?" I
got a wink and an actual blush.
"Thanks. These guys just usually wolf down what gets put
on the table and don't say a fuckin' word. It's venison.
Fresh. Deer. Small, Black-tailed buck. Now babygirl. Let
the man be for now. Let his food settle. Like coffee and
some pie.? Homemade." I just nodded as I was looking at
a tiny girl rubbing her little pussy slit with her
fingers, alternating sucking the tips and then barely
pushing them between the tiny lips of the baby pussy.
"She's my baby-sister."
I knew she meant baby AND sister. "She's cute, isn't
she!" It wasn't a question." I let my babies start out
themselves. They suck cocks and swallow cum but my baby
cherries don't get popped until they can put three of
their own fingers in their baby cunts. Lotta the bitches
don't want to wait so they pop them with toys or their
own fingers. Not this bitch cunt, my baby cherries are
the best. I'll get you that pie. Sil said you'd like the
special pie."
It's hard not to stare at a four-year old, naked and
lewdly spread, girl as she experiments with
masturbating. I was trying to not do it and figure out
what was different in the diner when I saw it was more
people. The booths were full and some little ones were
even kneeling on the floor.
More were standing in the aisles back in the store. They
were maintaining the shirts/skins theme. All the little
ones were naked. There were ample tits being displayed
singly and in pairs. More smiles, waves and nods as
Cuz/sis came back with a covered dish and some sort of
wood thing. She put down the dish and set the wood thing
in front of me on the table.
"C'mon babygirl, time for pie." I watched as four year
old babygirl climbed on the table, stood up and stepped
over to straddle and then sit down on the wooden thing.
"An old uncle of mine made this when he saw my dad after
he hurt his back. Dad loved to lick the little ones.
He'd do it for hours, one after the other. He was coming
back from Seattle and lost his rig on ice and ended up
fucking up his back. He couldn't drive anymore and he
couldn't be fixed.
He learned to adjust and was still a great fuck but it
wasn't easy to fix him so he could eat little pussy. Sil
was the first one to add the pie." As she fiddled with
the dish and babygirl resumed fiddling with her
babyslit, I saw the whole picture. Dad must not have
been able to lean very far forward or tilt his head
forward much either. The wooden thing was actually a
elegantly crafted, specialty tool. Babygirl's heels were
on the edge of the table because her tiny doll legs were
spread and drawn up to the wooden thing. It was a shaped
and designed so that her baby slit was raised and thrust
forward to within about an inch of my mouth. A wooden
pussy pillow.
"That's how dad used it. This is the way we do it for
pie, here." Babygirl raised up so Cuz/sis could slide
the pillow back a bit. Babygirl sat back down but
further back. The small of back was supported by the
pillow shape so her spread slit was ready for me to lean
forward and eat. Cuz produced a paper bib like for
seafood and tied it around my neck. "Can't have you get
pie on your clean shirt."
Babygirl's babyslit was being served for dessert. Cuz
uncovered the dish and showed it to me. "Home-made
cherry cobbler. Just warm, can't have it too hot for
babygirl a la modie" Cuz/sis handed babygirl a spoon and
held the dish. Truckers are experts on pie. We had a
focused audience.
Babygirl took the spoon and fed herself a small dollop
of ice cream, then me, then she put a dollop right above
her tiny pussy slit. My tongue didn't let any melt past
her baby-clit spot. Babygirl proceeded to feed me all
the cherry filling of the pie off of her pussy, a bit at
a time. She ate all the flakey crust while I licked, her
pussy, her mouth and my tongue shared the ice cream.
The firmer cherries she would push between her tiny,
smooth lips with the spoon. My tongue was up to the
chase. I managed some glances as she was placing my next
bit. Cuz/Mom/Sis was using her free hand to assault her
own nipples and cunt. Others were either masturbating
and watching or just sucking and fucking and watching.
Cuz/Sis/Mom kept a low, "monologue" to Babygirl.
"That's Sissymom's good, Babygirl. Doesn't that tongue
feel good? It won't be long and you'll be getting loads
of creamy, sweet cum filling your baby cunt. Then
Sissymom can lick it out of her sweet baby's filled
pussy while you suck and swallow more for us. That's
Sissymom's good, little slutbaby." Baygirl was grinding
her cherry-covered pussy on my tongue and lips as I
tried to keep my tongue firm and not drip cherry syrup
all over.
My dessert platter was almost finished and my only
problem was a throbbing cock. I had no doubts about it
being taken care of, I just was playing Sil's game and
it was her move. I had finished my dinner and not one
drop of my dessert cherry juice got on the wood thing.
My wood thing was getting close to petrified when
Babygirl stood up. Cuzz/Sis/Mom had produced a bowl of
warm water and cloth to "freshen up her sweet little
babyslut's sugar pussy."
"Babygirl will take you back to watch Sil. You can get
this taken care of whenever and by, anyone and however."
One hand held my wood-pile and the other waved at our
audience. "Make sure you stay in touch. I think you're
perfect for Babygirl's cherry. I'll save it for you." I
got a wink and squeeze. Babygirl took my hand and led
towards the back. I couldn't imagine where this so-
called pic shoot was going to be. Tiled shower walls
aren't good with flash cameras. Most all truckers, long-
haul today-tripper, carry digital cameras.
The big fleets supply them but most have their own as
well. I had one. You get in some sort of an "OH FUCK!"
situation and in addition to accident reports and
licenses, you take pictures. You either download and e-
mail from your rig and laptop or just drop the storage
card into a pre-addressed, PPD mailer and find a
mailbox. The insurance companies and legal departments
have copies before the paper stuff is even stamped
"REC'D" at the station house.
Babygirl led me right out the back door. Katie's wooden
fuck table was now lit by clamp-on work lights. Sil,
Match and I guess Match's lil sis were naked and posing
on its top. Babygirl walked me slowly through the circle
of about twenty people, most snapping away and not
bothering to look anywhere but at their view screen and
fire away. I was spotted near the table as Sil and Match
got down, leaving Match's little sister alone with her
tiny legs spread wide and her tiny fingers trying to
spread her kitty.
"That's it little girl, spread your tiny kitty for
daddy." snap, snap, snap. Sil and Match lifted Babygirl
up on the table and she immediately lay beside the other
girl and assumed the same routine, legs spread, over her
partner's, and fingers busy. Babygirl got more requests
as she could get her tiny fingers farther into her kitty
than the other girl. Sil and Match took up station on
either side of me, watching the girls.
"That's Bic. Match's sister and niece, she's also my
niece." I got a hip-nudge from both sides as we watched
the tiny girls trying to answer requests. "Get it?
Match- Bic? Lighter?" I swatted Sil's tiny butt HARD!
Match was too quick. I whiffed. "That's good, babies.
Lick each others' kitties for daddy. Move your hair baby
so daddy can see better." snap, snap, snap. "Put your
fingers in her kitty, honey. Daddy wants to see you lick
your fingers. That's it, a little farther." snap snap
snap
"I'll pull the plug on this in a few minutes. These guys
musta taken 1000 pics. How was supper?" I got nudges but
this time I hit a double. Match squealed. "I send the
cam cards to Re-Tread. He sorts 'em and feeds the
website. We got a section, "U-TOOKEM" for the members.
Let Match play with your cock. I gotta get these guys
finished up. Most of 'em are outta here in the morning
away afore us."
Before Sil finished talking, Match was undoing my belt
and pants. "You can play with him but if he cums, I'll
stuff that fire-pit cunt of yours with poison ivy like
last time." That mental image took a little wood off the
log. "He needs that load for , just don't let him come."
Sil walked over to an electrical panel and flipped a
switch. Match was using her finger tip on my piss-hole
seepage as the lights blinked off and on. "Ok guys,
that's a wrap. The cards, please and there's plenty of
willing holes for your pegs inside. Easy on the little
ones, like always. Drive safe if I don't see ya and keep
your ears open.
Remember, the winning pic this month gets a free week-
end at Ma and Pa's. The joking and such went on until
the last of the guys had gone back inside. "MATCH!" I
was trying not to pay attention to keep from sapping the
log and when I looked down, I saw Match's blazing hair
as she was about to take my log into her mouth. "STOP
IT! Go get the girls ready and make it quick." Match got
a butt swat and with the little ones, scampered back
inside. Sil did up my pants and belt, leaving my wood to
weather. "Let's walk a little, I need to stretch." She
took my hand and we headed into the dimness.
"The history says this all started during WW1. There was
a shortage of men in some parts of the country. Ma and
Pa had a diner and motel on a well-traveled truck route.
Doughboys and truckers came and went. Ma started using
the rooms for sex. She was fair with the whores and paid
good for wartime. It didn't take long for the gals
around there to figure it out. Pa was sorta old-
fashioned and made it so a gal had to fuck and suck him
before they could work there.
Then it got to where a lot of moms whose hubbies had
been killed needed money. Ma had a bunch of the locals
build her a place where she let the kids play while mom
fucked and sucked for money. Then Pa started making the
mom's give up their daughters. He kept demanding to do
younger and younger girls. Ma didn't care. It kept him
busy so she could run the place."
"The war ended and things changed some. There was more
men and more traffic. Ma kept expanding and then the
babies started coming. Pa's babies. All the other males
had to wear some kind of rubber. They weren't very good
but it didn't take long for it to show that Pa was the
father of these babies. Ma went to work and took care of
it all. It just kept growing and Ma had to start buying
more land.
"She was the smart one and after WW2 and they started
the freeway thing, she had her trucker boys start rumors
about the freeway goin' right over her place. Prices
soared and she sold and bought a foreclosed farm in
Alabama. It had a lot of land, trees and out-buildings.
It's now Ma and Pa's Place-Invite Only and that's how it
all started and how us all got here and are all family.
The boys become drivers and go on the road and the women
take care of the rest.
"I wanted you to know. I've fucked and sucked all
twenty-seven of my brothers, most of them a LOT. I guess
someone has traced a lot of us back to the first Pa. Me
and Mom are supposed to be direct. Oh. Mom will probably
be fucking and sucking all night. I'm solid that the
slut is pregnant. We put 'em on the farm and let them
suck and fuck until they get too fat. Ready for your
surprise?"
We had walked for about thirty minutes as Sil gave me
the history lesson. The little thirteen year old adult
had been gently playing with my cock the whole time,
mostly her finger tips and nails. She had my arm over
her shoulder, holding my hand as I played with her tiny,
hard nipple and budding tit. "Its inside. Go ahead. I'm
gonna go square shit away so we can be ready in the
morning. " She opened the door and I knew in a heartbeat
that something was afoot as I climbed up into the cab.
"Thanks for letten' us ride along, Nate." Sil closed the
door.
I knew before I heard the giggles that I wasn't alone.
The cab smelled like a field of dew-fresh flowers. I
flipped the light toggle for the sleeper and looked
back. Babygirl and Bic were side-by-side, naked, on
their knees facing me. Babygirl handed me a slip of
paper as she giggled again. The girls were rubbing their
little slits like most girls might play with their gum.
"Only one thing better than an eight year old-two four
year olds. Two extra cherries for you- Thanks." It
wasn't signed but it was Sil's printing. She wasn't
thirteen, she was a midget, a little person. I got in
back and the girls helped me get undressed. My wood was
back and I wasn't sure if I could even last long enough
to have a cherry, let alone two.
The tiny girls had been coached. I was maneuvered on my
back. Babygirl was able to crouch across my wood much
like she had the other wood thing at dessert. Bic had
her tiny butt facing me as she helped Babygirl squat
down on my cock. I was stunned at how slippery she was.
Tight and slick until she stopped. I felt her fruit and
she took a breath and dropped down, taking my wood into
her cherry bowl right through the cherry stone and
beyond.
I felt her quiver and squirm and I tried not to move, or
cum. In a few minutes, she slowly started to slip up and
down on my wood and it wasn't long before Bic didn't
have to hold my cock for her. So Bic straddled my face
and using her little fingers like when she was posing,
tried to spread her sweet slit for me as she met my
tongue.
I was barely able to hear them as they were whispering,
"YES daddy. More daddy. Lick my kitty , daddy. Fuck my
kitty, daddy." Daddy's wood erupted in Babygirl's tight,
fresh hole. She moaned as I released spurt after spurt
from way down in the roots. Babygirl sat firmly on my
log and squirmed. I could feel little spasms in her
cherry bowl.
Bic moved off my mouth as Babygirl slowly eased off my
cock. I looked down and saw a little red cherry juice
running for her bowl. Her mouth was on my wood, sucking
and licking it clean of all the juice and sap while Bic
licked and sucked the same mixture from Babygirl's bowl
in a lot larger amount.
It took Babygirl about ten minutes to add another log to
the load. The other cherry bowl took her place and the
whole thing started again. Bic was a lot more active.
Match had been coaching her for sure. Bic sucked me
clean of her juices and my cum as Babygirl returned the
bowl cleaning favor. I thought I was delirious, hearing
a knock on the cab door.
"Don't ya mind me, Sil said I should look in on you." A
thin, blonde gal was climbing into the cab on the
shotgun side. I hit the red-light switch for the cab.
Our visitor was mid-teens, looking. I'd guessed wrong on
ages ever since I finished my pie at Ellie's. "Auntie
Sil wants you two youngins' to scoot if you're done.
This nice man has to drive tomorrow." My cherry bowls
each gave my cock a kiss and a whispered "thank-you" and
climbed down out of the cab. "See Auntie Sil and then
straight to bed." My remaining guest was looking around
the rig and playing with a tie on her halter-top.
"Sil told me to scoot them off. If you wanna cum or
piss," she pointed at her mouth and barely-covered
crotch. I was trying to square away the sleeper. I was
ready for comatose, not cum. "Here, you sit up here and
let me do that." We swapped places and she had the place
neat and fit in minutes. It helps when you're under 5'
5" tall. "Can I stay until you fall asleep? Sil's inside
if you want her."
I was being "tucked-in" and I didn't care. My cock was
resting in her mouth when my eyes stayed closed.
***
"You got one hour to shower, shit, shave and eat. Then
this rig is heading West!" Awake and finally focused
enough, I squinted at Sil standing in the cab, a foot on
each seat, hands on her hips and stooped over to not
bonk her noggin'. "How'd ya like the cherries jubilee?
Been a long time since anyone got a double portion. Go
shower, mom's in there. There's about twenty, hot cunt
women in there that want to fuck and suck you. She'll
protect you. Time's a Rattlin'. " I threw some sex toy
at Sil. She laughed and gave me a reminder for our next
stop. "woof woof."
Between Sil and her mom, we managed to exit sorta on-
time. I was doing a time-table in my head as I aimed the
rig to LaLa Land. "You wanted to pull in around 10P to
drop your load." My naked shotgun was crawling up into
the cab. "It's four hours from where mom and me will be
suckin' and fuckin' that mutt's cock." I re-did my time-
table. "I'll make sure we leave in plenty of time.
You've done enough."
I looked over and Sil was doing her spread-legged pussy
road show. You needed a road show program to keep track
of it all. She was driving me crazy attempting to
explain who was who back at her Uncle's. How would I
know if she were just making it all up? It was a complex
family. She spent almost an hour trying to explain how,
when mom had my kid, I would then fit into the "Family
Bush". My kid would be Sil's half-sister and I would be
Sil's step-dad. I got that part, then she lost me. The
"Family Bush" didn't use "step" or "half" and all that.
Sil would be my daughter and she'd have another sister,
to go with her twenty-seven and apparently counting,
sisters and brothers. I would be a relative of some sort
to a whole lot of people but I would also be Sil's
Daddy. She giggled at that. I finally had to tell her to
drink my piss to shut her up. Sil did her squirming and
got my cock out. She made it last by squeezing my dick
and taking big mouthfuls to swallow one at a time,
leaving my cock out when she crawled back up onto the
seat. I only hoped we were close to the Exit as she
moved over to suck me hard. I knew what she was trying
to get me UP.
Sil steered for the next eight miles with my cock buried
in her asshole before we hit the Exit. I wasn't
completely sure where we were going. Sil was talking me
through it as I was just jamming gears and working the
pedals with a thirteen year old's asshole squirming on
my cock, her tiny butt clinching and squirming as she'd
use it for leverage every time she turned the steering
wheel. Just steering is OK when you're learning to drive
mommy's car.
Try it with your feet and legs doing nothing but staying
out of the way of ANY pedals. Then try working all the
pedals and changing a shit-load of gears up and down
without steering and barely able to see where the fuck
you're going because you're listening to a teen tell you
what to do. Throws off your rhythm a bit, especially if
her asshole is squeezing your hard cock like it was the
last goo in the tube. I did see we were heading into
some warehouse complex and then we entered a large,
sparsely equipped but clean warehouse. It held the rig
with no problem.
Sil was quite expert at shutting down the rig. I wasn't
as surprised as I would have been two days ago. This
truckteen-sexsource-gypsy had probably spent more time
in a rig than anywhere else. Especially if you factor in
the time-spent when the rig was parked. If only part of
Sil's Tales were accurate, she and her mom would spend
3-4 days "servicing" the bigger stops.
The rig turn-over meant there was more than enough "new
cock" and most of the over-nighters would go for seconds
or thirds. There were times, if Sil set it up via the CB
ahead of time, the rigs would park to allow Sil and her
mom to just crawl through cab or sleeper windows from
rig to rig. Often being fucked by a guy in one rig while
sucking off a guy in another. Three days and never touch
the ground. Most of their sex partners, some sort of
relation. They'd piss in each others' mouth or use an
on-board, chem-head like I had.
"Get up here and clean Nate's cock, mom. Don't let him
cum, I need it for later." Sil opened the cab, kissed me
and slid out onto the smooth, concrete floor. "Mom will
show you." She skipped away waving her arms to a side-
wall door I hadn't noticed and went into whatever was on
the other side. I was noticing Katie's careful cleaning
of my cock as she licked and sucked.
"I love tasting lil girl ass juices on cocks. Sil's
yummy but the younger ones are even yummier." She
returned to clean-up and that was as much as I'd heard
her speak the whole fucking trip. She made a steady
drone of noise as she always seemed to be doing
something kinky as we covered miles. The volume
depending on where she was in trying for the perpetual
orgasm. Sil had confirmed the fact her mom was "finally
knocked up". Multiple pee-strips had confirmed that part
of it. The "you daddy" part would be worth paying for
the DNA test. I only wanted to see some lab squint read
THEIR DNA, I wasn't being asked to do anything. A DNA
test at one of Sil and her mom's regular "Fuck 'n
suckovers" would make for a whole biology semester.
My cock still hard but squeaky clean had been put back
in the garage of my pants. Naked Katie led me to the
door and we walked into a box. It was a room but with no
windows and one other door. It seemed to open into
something along the adjoining wall.
The ceiling was under eight-feet. It was a 10X10X7 foot
box, with the same concrete floor. The box held a naked,
tall and lean gal, sitting on a small table. She was the
spitting image of Match, only a bit older, taller and
rounder. The red parts were spot-on. There was a tiny
girl, maybe six but me and ages, with long red hair in a
folding chair. She was naked as well.
"Ok, sis. Go get ready and we'll be along, and congrats,
'bout time." Red waited until Katie grinned and
swaggered her butt through the other door. "I'm Carrot,
Match is my sis but I had a different older brother. I
was always sneaking carrots to fuck my cunt when I was
little. That's my daughter, Flic, same brother as Match
and Bic." If there were many more of this part of the
family, they would add arson charges to all the rest of
my State and Federal crimes of the past few days.
I wasn't sure about bestiality laws where we was,
subject doesn't crop up a lot. "Nice going getting that
slut knocked up. We need the fresh deposits. You can
fuck Flic if you want. I popped her pit a week ago with
my finger. Love licking and sucking popped cherry
bowls." Carrot smacked her generous lips. I recalled
Cuz/Sis/Mom's little speech about her "special cherries"
and popping back at the diner.
"This is all for you and you can have a totally private
thing if you want. Whatever you say goes. Sil thought,
since she hasn't been around here lately and it's been
ages since she and sis did a dog, that you'd let some of
the family watch, too. It IS Rattler'. He's the best."
If you're walking into an unknown, it's nice to have
company and now I guess it WAS "family".
***
Carrot slid off the table. Standing, she was a bit
taller than Match and her generous tits were firm.
Another total cuffs and carpet match except the carpet
was more a reddish fluff. You don't walk on fluff like
carpet. I took her offered hand and she led me where
Katie had gone. Through the other door and into another
box room but smaller. "Its nekkid only past here.
Undress and the laundry sluts will do 'em all up clean
and pressed." I'd never worn pressed jeans.
Carrot took my clothes as I did my strip and hung them
on a clothes pole. It was the only room accessory.
Again, two doors besides the one we came through. New
family and a lotta forks in the road, a thirteen year
old woman had the only map. I had so much running
through my head, my cock was even bored with my thoughts
and hadn't stirred. "It'll be a bit yet, let's get ya' a
cock wash 'n spray wax." I got a wink and my cock got a
quick kiss in the eye as Carrot led the way through a
new door. I wasn't even sure we were still in the same
building as the rig. Sil had the map.
Carrot wasn't kidding. It was a cock wash. Two lines of
naked females standing, facing each other in a tiled,
shower room, much like Uncle's place. They had all the
stuff to wash the cock. All I had to do was walk between
them. Music came on and I basically walked to the beat.
I hadn't taken that long to walk such a short distance
with so many steps since I started walking at two.
I was washed, shined, scented, and sporting tongue-
shined, hardwood accessories when I came out the end.
"You look like a certified, pre-owned, rig. You can pull
into any of my dock's anytime you want. Let's go,
fucking Sil takes forever sometimes but I think its
gonna be special." Again through a door but this time we
walked up a flight of covered stairs to an enclosed
landing, and a door. I guess-timated we were 12-15 feet
off the floor. Now I not only wasn't sure about the
building, it was going to get into floors.
"Just walk in and have a seat. It's safe." Carrot walked
careful-sexy down the stairs. I watched and wondered
what and what family I might be joining through that
door and why would I be concerned about safety? I didn't
want that image. Sil still had the map and we were OK
this far. I realized what Carrot meant about "safe" when
I opened the door and took two steps before I saw where
I was and damn near fell down. Instead, I managed to
save myself by falling into the recliner-like chair in
the, what the fuck was I in?
"Cool, isn't it? One of our relations was a ball-turret,
gunner in the war. Some opium dealer in France had him
design it so his processing plant managers could make
sure the workers weren't stealin' but he never got it
quite right. The drug guy backed out of the deal. Red
just kept tinkering and this is the latest version. The
skin is the newest. Some sort of wrap shit that is like
one-way glass. We can look out, no one can see in.
Truckers haul LOT'SA weird shit."
Carrot was beside the chair with a beer. I was looking
literally ALL AROUND as she talked. The chair was
center-mounted inside a clear, plastic, half-ball that
was mounted on the wall. I was sitting in half of a big-
ass, clear, ball. If the other half of the ball were
added, it'd be a twenty-foot, ball. I took the beer and
quit trying to figure out how it all was put together
and looked out of my bubble. The structure was like
where the rig was, maybe even bigger. This warehouse was
the kind of a used-vehicle lot and viewing area, from
the huge entrance doors to where the semi-circle of
chairs had been arranged in front of a large, circle-
shaped carpet. Vehicles was being generous about some of
what was parked there. A few looked as if they were
parked because they wouldn't dare move for fear of
losing something critical, like its last remaining
fender.
"This was Sil and ReTread's idea. We've used it a couple
times. The doggie shows are usually less folks. That
thing that looks like a carpet circle on the floor is
the stage. It's just a big turntable. There's a knob to
control how fast or slow it turns. Dog fucking is hard
to do in just one spot, especially with a lot of folks.
The dogs all like to fuck and stuff but the more folks
watchin', the more they get squiggie at first, until
they get hard, then it don't matter how many is
lookin'." I wasn't sure what "squiggie" was. "Sil has
the stage turn real slow so the dogs don't care and
everybody gets a good view."
"Here, you can use this." Carrot plopped a naked, bald,
tiny girl in my lap. Naked except for a loose pet collar
with a tag. " We got a breeder that's lost her fucking
mind, fat cow ain't happy unless one of these is growin
in the barn. This one is four years old. The cunt has a
two younger ones and is about to drop one more. Be
better to have puppies. We'd just give the bitch to the
dogs.
We could use more dogs, not this. Call it whatever you
want. We use them for sex-toy rentals until they get old
enough to do something useful. That's why the collar.
They each have a number for their file. It's how we keep
track for Re-Tread's number-crunchin' and why give them
a name, anyway? When they figure out something else to
do besides being a sex-toy, they can pick their own
name. Shaving the heads makes it easier to use different
wigs, you know? Like Barbie? If that cow keeps making
them, they'll have their own fleet. It's been popped but
that's it, do what you want. It hasn't gone into the
rental fleet yet. If it's not what you want, we got
others. This one doesn't say much. 'More' is a favorite
word so it seems to like what it does, even likes piss
already, usually they have to be used some before they
take to pissen'.
"Enjoy, Nate; and thanks from all of us."
Carrot left me with "IT". I felt like she had just gone
over the operating instructions for a toy. A small
cooler of beer and some finger food with IT settling on
my accessory. I popped a beer, just as I heard Sil's
voice and looked out and down onto the turntable/stage.
Sil was "on the record" and speaking into some mic I
couldn't see. I was hearing her through speakers mounted
inside my bubble.
I hoped the thing wasn't also air-tight. IT was like one
of those dolls that do or say something when you pull a
string. Except she had no string. IT was sitting with my
accessory clinched on a tiny slit with tiny thighs. It's
ALL tiny on a doll, string or no string. IT was the doll
that became real.
Sil was talking to about 40 folks of all age, size and
sex. They may even have been all the same people that
were back at the diner, only more of them. I hoped they
hadn't driven some of those vehicles from there to here.
The lighting was set-up to focus on the turntable and it
made the folks hard to see clearly from my bubble though
I could see some were naked from the waist down and a
couple of little naked girls in the front row. "OK,
folks, first, and I know we ain't usually supposed to do
it, but give it up real quick for our new belly gunner."
Sil looked up at me and I heard brief but hearty
applause. Guess I was the new belly gunner.
"Y'all pretty much heard it was something special
tonight, but the same rules apply. This ain't arm-
wrestle' so keep the noise levels to a minimum. Moans
and groans is OK. The rental fleet is available but
first cum basis." That got an audible laugh. Save
requests 'til the end. They usually ain't needed. This
ain't camera night, either but six of you have cameras.
That's 'cause we're gonna start off with some bitches
y'all know. The bitches volunteered so their boys get to
use cameras, no one else!" I was pretty much confused
and IT was becoming "squiggie" on my now hardwood
accessory."
***
"Here ya go, folks. You know 'em, you love 'em and most
of you have even fucked 'em. The Bitches!" Sil stepped
off the stage and six women of varying age, size and
shape walked on, each leading a little, lap-type, dog on
a leash. They were dressed similar, nothing fancy or
extreme, sun dresses and sandals. They walked their
little mutts once around and on the second trip, began
shedding their clothes and the third circle they were
naked save for their sandals. All had smooth pussies
with generous curves. But this was critter night.
The naked doggie walkers stopped in a semi-circle and
picked up their mini-mutts. They held them as if they
were new babies ready to nurse but the women proceeded
to stroke the little furry cock sheaths of their doggies
with finger tips. As the little pinkish cocks emerged,
the women took the little doggie cocks in their moths
and started sucking. It was mostly visual, the dogs were
too little, but one by one, the women smiled with closed
mouths and set their little pets back on the stage. Soon
all six, naked women were standing as if waiting with
sealed lips to tell a secret. A naked little one came on
stage with a tray holding six, small water glasses. Each
woman took one and in unison, let the doggie cum dribble
into their glass. Then they all switched glasses and
again, in unison, they toasted the crowd, and me, then
drank down their neighbor's doggie cum, did a little bow
and led their mutts off stage. It was weird not hearing
any SORT of response but then the lighting changed and I
could see more of the audience. It was a lot like the
Diner.
I could see the light shining off the bald heads of the
other It's, mostly from a naked or partially naked adult
lap. It's were sucking cock and licking open cunts. One
was being passed back and forth like a bag of popcorn. A
guy would hold IT by the hips and move IT up and down on
his cock, then pass IT to someone else. I saw one BIG
woman, not fat, just a big woman, take IT and lick the
flowing cum out of the now-stretched, bald cunt before
passing IT along.
IT was now straddling my hips, then squatted down, my
cock impaling the assbud. The over-all chair set-up in
the bubble was such that IT was able to lie back on my
out-stretched legs and not obstruct my view. I was
amazed It's tiny, doll ass-hole was already that
elastic. I was even amazed my hardwood didn't snap or at
least crack. IT squigged some more and I spread my legs
to let IT lie on the leg-rest. The lighting changed
again. Sil was back.
"I know most of ya' is here to see me and mom suck and
fuck The Rattler." There was a murmur. "Its gonna
happen. But for our new gunner, I'm gonna do a little
history, so keep the fuck quiet and listen." Thirteen?
No way. "One of my sister's was one of the first ones to
suck and fuck Rattler. He wasn't even a year-old then.
She said he fucked her so fast it made her teeth rattle
and the name stuck." A sister? That could be one of 100
or more.
"Mom was one of the first to do him regular and then I
took over. He's family, too. Y'all know you're welcome
to suck or fuck him whenever you're around but its
$100.00 for an hour. If he knots and you can't get
apart?, the clock keeps ticking at a buck a minute. The
money all goes to the family health plan. So far
Rattler's raised over $5,000.00 and he's still a teen-
ager." I guessed dog-years thing but was distracted when
Carrot walked into the bubble and turned down the
speakers.
"Sil's in her element. She loves this stuff. I've fucked
that beast and sucked him too, not like those two, Sil
and her mom OWN that dog's monster cock. You could put
Sil in a crowded room and walk in with Rattler. All he
would have to do is hear her voice or smell her and he'd
get a boner. Sil and her mom get to suck and fuck him
for free, otherwise it'd be 10 Grand in the health
plan."
"You need anything? Want a different one?" Carrot nodded
at IT and watched the doll squiggie on my rubber boner.
"You can have more than one, you know? Wait. I'll get
one. This will go on for a few more minutes." Carrot
left and Sil was still talking.
"Since it's been awhile that me and mom have sucked and
fucked the Big Baby, we're gonna let y'all decide where
he shoots his first load of cocksauce. LIGHTS!" The
lights came up and whatever I couldn't quite see before
was now plainly lit. Not even a lot of glare. But then
truckers haul a lot of electrical shit. "Show of hands.
All those for butt? , I saw some hands, I don't know how
many, I was looking at other things. "How many for
cunt?" Again, but this time I had focused on the big
woman. "Mouth?, OK. Mouth it is. All for that skank-
fuck, PREGNANT, mom of mine.?" The big woman was using
four chairs so she could stroke rather impressive boy-
cocks with each hand.
"How many for sweet little me?" Sil was milking this for
all it was worth. It looked like some weird sci-fi movie
with all the naked ITs being passed around among naked
people raising their hands as if in some sort of salute.
Carrot's return saved me goin' down that road.
"This one isn't popped yet. Only had her first head-wax,
yesterday. Still waiting for her number and collar. I
think the card said IT's three, not one of that cow's
fleet, this one's fresh. Only oral demos so far. I'll
set IT here. You can do what you want with IT. Its kinda
cool sometimes to watch two ITs suck it." My head was
starting to hurt as Carrot sortta "placed" the smaller
IT so that my ITs were actually sixty-nining, with my
rubber bone in an asshole as a tongue licked at the
opened, tiny slit that had been trying to open for me.
The smaller IT licked it open and tiny fingers held open
tiny pussy lips. It was like being in a porn movie in
half-scale. Carrot and me with my ITs, listened.
"OK. Rattler's first load goes in my mouth. Y'all want
the lights back down? I kinda like it like this. Sorta
like when we do it in the park in the summer." Hands
agreed to leave the lights as they were. Big woman had
two smaller ITs attached to her large nipples and that's
when I saw there were both kinds of ITs. The smaller ITs
all looked the same if they were being licked or sucked.
Now I saw that a few ITs were little boys being sucked
or doing some licking on a spread cunt, Big woman was
trying to get her boy IT to fist her bald and fleshy
cunt.
"Ya lookin' at Yaska? Yaz we call her. Not to her face.
She's as tough as she looks. Been drivin' legal since
she was eighteen. From some place in Russia. Came over
when she was twelve with a cousin. She's one of Ellie's
gals. Lived with Ellie for a few years and got most of
her book needs handled and just sorta' learned to drive
hanging around the stops." My mind flashed back to Sil
and her mom at Ellie's. Seemed like a month ago instead
of less than a week. "Yaz likes it young and full of
cum. We used to take bets if Yaz could drain all of it.
She never lost. We quit doin it because it took too long
for anyone else to get it." It was one after the other
in Yaz's hands and mouth.
Carrot nudged me with her naked thigh. I looked down at
Sil as I curled my arm around Carrot's pale, long thigh.
She spread her legs and casually pulled my hand to her
red fluff. I felt the pussy sauce soaking her small lips
and clit nub. "OK you soon-to-be-fat slut, bring him
out. C'mon Rattler. Here boy. Come lick Silly." A dog
that seemed to be a mix of every really big breed in the
world kinda loped onto the turntable with Kate skipping
after. In seconds, Sil was on her back, Rattler's front
paws on her shoulders as he licked all over her small
face with a tongue that was a like a washcloth. Sil just
coaxed him and licked his huge jowls and tongue. I felt
Carrot's pussy clamp down on my four fingers she had
pushed into her fire pit. She knew what was coming as
Rattler's cock made its appearance.
"That's why we gals like Rattler. Look at that beauty."
Carrot's pussy was gushing with mini-gasms, as Ellie
would call the small, rapid-fire of extended arousal,
"Safety valve so the bitch doesn't explode." Ellie got a
lot of miles out of that crack. Carrot was on full-auto
and my arm was getting drenched. Rattler had a cock that
was more suited to a horse or mule. It seemed too big
for most ponies or donkeys. As he was giving Sil a
tongue bath, Katie went to her knees, using both hands
to stroke the length of Rattler's creamy cock. She was
pointing it at her mouth and swallowing the big spurts
of clearish, pre-cum. I was more than fascinated and
aware of my hardwood. It was a tribute to Sil and her
mom that after fucking this monster, their cunts were
still hardwood snug. At least when mine was there.
Sil had managed to squirm out from under the attacking-
tongue and was standing in front of Rattler as mom
continued to play with the hose. Rattler and Sil were
eye-to-eye. She could ride him. "Ok, you cunt, my turn.
Remember, I get to swallow his load, you can lick his
nuts and asshole." I was on total cruise-control. Good
thing I wasn't driving, too. Sil took over playing with
the hose and didn't even have to get on her knees. Katie
moved around and Rattler actually lifted his long tail.
He'd done this before, a lot. Mom began licking and
kissing the huge ball-sack and running her saliva over
the sizeable pucker of Rattler's asshole.
"Sil's the only one can do this with him. He won't shoot
his wad until Sil somehow signals him he can. Rattler
fucks like a machine. He can go for 15-20 minutes. But
it's up to him when he wants to cum. If he gets
impatient and you try and suck him and play with his
cock, he'll either just walk away or shoot all over you
first and then walk away. He's even pissed on some of
the sluts that try and prick-tease him. Sil can make him
hold it forever. No one knows what she does to let him
cum. You watch, he won't cum until his Little Silly says
it's OK."
Carrot leaned over and lifted the top IT's tiny, bald,
doll-head and sucked where my rubber bone was wedged
into the bottom IT's butt-hole. I was feeling what
Rattler was feeling, but Sil hadn't given me the signal.
I didn't know what the signal even WAS. I didn't know
there was a signal!
Sil had gotten Rattler's cock back between his legs and
with her mom still tonguing the huge dog's asspucker,
she took a gentle grip between Rattler's saliva-wet ball
sack and his fist-sized knot, she proceeded to take an
amazing amount of the juice-spitting hose into her
throat. It looked like her neck was swollen to twice
normal. Then Rattler began to slowly rock back and
forth. Sil let go of his shaft and moved her hands to
where her mom was licking.
"See? Rattler only will do that with Sil. He's fucking
her throat slow. He'll tear out your talk chords if he
gets going. God won't help you if he jams that knot in
your mouth. You either figure out a new way to breath or
hope he cums quick and yanks out, otherwise, you die and
he'll drag your body around until his knot shrinks."
Carrot had pulled out my hardwood from ITs ass and top
IT was trying to stuff her little tongue in the end of
my bone while Carrot was pushing her tongue into bottom
ITs stretched ass. Still no signal.
Sil released her gentle grip on Rattler's cock and with
his hose slowly sliding deeply in and out of her throat,
she used her hands to press her mom's face into
Rattler's ass end. Judging by the way Katie, with Sil's
help, was squiggie her head, she was trying to stuff her
tongue in Rattler's asshole like top IT was trying to do
with my bone eye. Sil slowly let Rattler slide free of
her throat, taking the spurting hose in both her hands,
she began a low, growling kind of pep talk between gulps
at Rattler's leaking hose.
"That's it you knocked-up cunt, stuff your tongue in my
baby's asshole. Clean it real good like you clean my
ass. Silly's Big Rattler is such a good boy, letting
this bitch-slut clean your butt like the cunt she is.
Silly's boy is so good. Silly loves to suck her baby's
big cock and drink all the wonderful juice. That's good,
more baby, feed your Silly more of your cock juice while
the bitch licks inside your butt."
Sil took just the pointed hose nozzle between her lips
and stroking the rest of the hose with both hands, began
to drink from the nozzle. Her once-stretched throat was
now constricting as she swallowed to keep up with the
flow. Still not a sign. Goddamn little slut.
Sil had the whole crowd focused on her mouth. Katie just
happened to be tongue-fucking Rattler's asshole at the
same time. Somehow, Carrot had stuffed my bone in IT top
who was now bottom IT. I was stuffed into a three-year
old bottom. Carrot winked at me and put now top IT at
the flip-flopped juncture of a mouth, a bottom hole and
a really hard bone pole. Then she actually began to
twist both ITs back and forth as if they were seven
instead of a four and a three year old. I was almost
beyond a sign.
Rattler let out with a series of growly, panting yelps.
"See? Could you tell what she did?" I was too busy
flooding IT in the bottom with my cum to answer. "Look
at that!" Sil was stroking Rattler's cock with both
hands into her open mouth and creamy jets of cum were
bouncing off the back of her throat before she gulped
them down. Rattler was more than ready and kept filling
Sil's mouth after each swallow. Carrot was sucking my
load out of the top IT bottom. I still didn't know what
the sign was.
It began to take Rattler more and smaller spurts to fill
his Silly's greedy mouth. He was finally slowing down.
"You suck him and swallow until he gets hard, ass-bitch.
I want Rattler to fuck me tonight. Get to it, mom." Sil
strolled off the stage and the lights went a little
lower as Katie began to wash Rattler's hose with her
tongue. Carrot was doing a lick-up housekeeping of IT
all when all three came to a stop and then exited the
bubble.
"Did Daddy like his Little Silly and the Big Doggie?" I
swatted Sil's butt as she took my more relaxed bone and
played with it over her tongue. "Piss in my mouth. I
need to wash down Rattler's cum. He was super-full
tonight. Go ahead, Daddy. Piss in Little Silly's mouth,
just like in the rig." Her wink may not have been the
signal but I pissed anyway. She was as thirsty with my
piss as she had been with Rattler's cum.
CHAPTER THREE?
As Silly drank my bladder-full of piss, I saw that Katie
was sparing no effort to make Rattler's hose long and
hard again. Like her daughter, mom was taking an amazing
amount of long, dog hose into her throat but there was
still enough left over for her to stroke with one hand
as she used her other to maintain a gentle grip between
the sack and Rattler's knot. I couldn't imagine anyone
being able to take all of that hose into a throat until
that huge knot could get jammed in a mouth, even Katie
or Sil's mouth. But Carrot kinda mentioned, it could
happen and "then you die." Sil finished trying to drill
into my piss, cum-chaser hole with her tongue and looked
up, licking her lips.
"How's mom doin"? She loves sucking off Rattler. Hell,
she loves doing anything with Rattler. I s'pose that
fire-cunt slut told you I have mystic powers over
Rattler. Bitch is an idiot but I let her go on about it.
It's just repitition. ReTread gave Rattler to mom when
he was just weaned. I was about five. It took mom about
a month before she started playing around with him.
I sucked him off the first time when he was about a year
old." Sil was talking, watching her mom work over
Rattler's hose and idly licking at my "almost ready"
wood. "I'd better 'git. That bitch will let him shoot
and I want him in my asshole so you can watch mom suck
it out. Back soon." I got a kiss and Sil blew the bubble
as her mom continued blowing Rattler's cock. She was now
drinking his amazing amounts of pre-fuck, bitch lube.
Sil was having an effect on me.
Carrot came back in with two more ITs. Sil had provided
a half-hard, piece of wood for them to start on. "This
one is also four. She's popped and likes to lick." She
plopped IT on my lap and the wood-licking began. "This
one goes into the rental fleet tomorrow. Do IT before
they put IT's collar and tag on." Carrot plopped the ITs
together and they shared. Carrot handed me a fresh beer
and again watched as Sil walked into the circle,
followed by two more ITs carrying a padded bench.
"OK, bitch slut, let me at my baby." Sil grabbed her mom
by the hair and pulled her aside. " Put him in my cunt
first but don't let him knot, I want him knotted in my
asshole." Sil kissed Rattler with a generous amount of
her tongue. Then she bent over the bench with her
slender legs apart. Her butt was facing me and the
turntable was slowly moving.
Rattler knew his cues, he moved around behind his Silly
Bitch with Katie guiding his still spurting cock. The
padded bench was the perfect height. Sil had her ass and
talking to her big boy. "Yes, mommy's big boy. Fuck your
bitch mommy, sweet baby." Rattler acted as though he
were walking over a rock. Katie was perfect as Rattler
moved over his Silly Bitch, she guided his hose directly
into his mommy's cunt, right to his knot where Katie
stopped him. I thought maybe the speakers had gone
squiggie. There wasn't a sound.
Then Carrot turned up the volume and you could hear Sil
panting. Rattler wasn't moving. He was like a statue in
front of some dog museum, just not one fucking a
thirteen-year old girl. Then Silly Bitch caught her
breath and began her coaxing. Yes, baby. Mommy is so
full of her sweet baby's big doggie cock. I know you
want to knot mommy's bitch hole but mommy wants her big
boy to knot in mommy's asshole. Mommy wants her baby's
sweet dog cream filling her butt." Sil was back panting
again.
"I don't know where she puts that monster? I know she
sucks him down into her throat. I can do it almost as
good, but she's the youngest and smallest one to take
that weapon and knot in her cunt and butt. I've never
even let him butt-fuck me. If he decides he's going to
tie you up with that knob, you're gonna be tied. He's
knotted bitches for half hour or more. Sis won't let
nobody throw cold water on him.
Sil and her mom are the only ones that can make him knot
on command. It's like telling him to "sit". He just jams
it into their asshole or cunt." Sil's legend was being
written as we watched. But then Carrot was not only a
little sex addict herself, she was also an "idiot"
according to Sil. Right now, her fire-pit was flowing
warm juices over four of my fingers. She was guiding the
bald IT heads like video game knobs over my now re-grown
wood.
Silly had caught her second wind. Katie was busy trying
to stick her tongue in Rattler's ass pucker, one hand
cradling his nut-sack and the other slowly caressing his
huge bitch-knot. "Yes baby. Shoot your sweet bitch lube
in mommy's cunt. Mommy wants you nice and ready to fuck
mommy's butt. Sil almost growled at her mom.
"Now you ass bitch. One jab, all of it. One stroke. DO
IT CUNT!" Katie was a little startled but began to
slowly back Rattler up, like a 4-legged car. Silly Bitch
was holding both hands around the slimy shaft as it
slithered free. She used the fuck mix to begin stuffing
her fingers in her asshole as Katie licked at the rest
of the fuck mix still dripping and mixing with the new
spurts from the statue's hose. "NOW RATTLER! FUCK
MOMMY'S ASS, BABY. ONE SHOT. ALL OF YOUR SWEET COCK AND
KNOT IN YOUR MOMMY-BITCH'S ASSHOLE!" I wondered if
Silly's loud voice was to keep from screaming.
In a well-practiced flow, the statue came to life and
walked forward until his hose and bitch-knot were jammed
into Silly Bitch's asshole in one, well-lubed, motion.
Another silence before Sil began to pant. "You lick my
baby's balls and asshole you mommy bitch." Katie was
already moving into position and holding onto Rattler's
whip-like tail. "I've only seen her do this one other
time. Must be 'cause you're here. She wants mom to drink
some poop juice with his cum.
"Usually she'll use his bitch-lube spurts to get most of
the poop out of her butt. Mom usually drinks or eats it
anyway but its kinda gross for the little ones. She's
just gonna let Rattler finish spurtin' his lube and then
hose her poop chute with his cum hose. I've felt that
hose, I keep expectin' some to spurt out her mouth. No
ass-fuckin' way any of it leaks out, he's sealed tight.
He just fills her up. Wait'il you see that hose, slime
out of her butt."
Silly Bitch had caught her breath and was squiggie some
under her big Rattler. Then she moved her hands and arms
and raised her slender torso up till her back was
rubbing Rustler's fuzzy chest and belly. If her skin had
matched his fur, they would be like a one, six-legged,
cross-breed.
"OK, bitch. Get the harness. BE COOL!" It was SIL
growling at her mom, not Silly Bitch.
"OH FUCK! She's gonna do it. I heard they was havin'
somethin' made to do with him but I didn't know she was
ready to do it now." Carrot's fuck flow was actually
making noise at it puddled below my fingers. She was
squiggin' harder and lower and still playing her IT
video game with my soon-to-petrify wood. I had no idea
what was goinng to happen but Silly Bitch was back to
wooing her big Buster as Katie left and returned with a
harness-like thing. It was actually two, joined together
by a swivel, snap ring.
They each were wide, padded nylon belts, like the guys
that do the heavy liften' sometimes wear. One was much
wider and bigger around than the other. Katie had
already opened the velcro straps and she proceeded to
put the large harness around Rattler's massive chest and
belly. It looked like it was made for him.
Truckers haul a lotta' neat shit. She then slowly put
the smaller harness around Silly Bitch's small waist and
chest,, just below her firm tits. Katie made a couple of
changes, and stepped up to take Rattler's collar. She
stuffed her fingers into her cunt and rubbed the fuck-
lube over her bullet nipples. The she held her large tit
for him so he could lap at her nipple.
Silly Bitch was now being carried UNDER Rustler's
massive body. She growled at her mom and Katie slowly
began to walk, leading Rattler and his cargo, Silly was
hanging by the swivel, snap-ring, her hands controlling
her swaying by holding onto Rustler's powerful forelegs
with her head between them. His drool falling on her
hair and neck. The huge hose and bitch-knot were sealed
firmly in her asshole.
She was suspended by her asshole and a ring at her
middle as her mom began to walk Rattler around the
turntable. She still held her tit for him to lick and
she was leaving a trail of fuck-lube drops behind her,
right alongside her daughters fuck-lube flowing from her
almost pressed-closed cunt. I wasn't sure if it was the
harness or the hose and knot that made Silly Bitch look
fatter than Sil. All that meat had to be somewhere.
"Talk has it that Sil bet ReTread 1000 bucks she could
hang on under Rustler, face up, his cock in her cunt and
have him walk around with her. I knew she was up to
something. That belt thing is just training. Gawd I'd
like that in my cunt that way."
My hand and fingers got another flow of fuck-lube.
Carrot had changed the IT video game and now my wood was
being traded back and forth between two, really tight
assholes and one larger mouth. Carrot was dipping my
wood into the ITs' ass box and then sucking it clean
before dipping it into the other IT.
Silly Bitch was on her second turn around the circle.
Rattler was using a walking pace that was smooth and
with her assfull of dog hose and harness, she was almost
floating under the big dog. Her mom was still applying
the dripping fuck-lube from her cunt to her nipples so
Rattler could lick his fill along the way. Silly Bitch
was now talking to her Big Sweet Baby and coaxing him
on. Then Sil started with the crowd.
"Any of you sluts out there want some of this Big Baby's
fuck juice? My mom bitch here is going to drink it all
down if nobody else wants none." Katie had paused
Rattler and his cargo in front of the crowd and was
having him turn around in a circle so everyone got a
good view of Silly's anal attachment.
Katie then went to the big dog's back end and took hold
of the bullwhip tail. She raised it up and began running
her tongue over Rattler's ass pucker, then sticking her
tongue in and out of the dog's asshole for the attentive
crowd. It was then that three, naked girls stood up and
slowly walked up to the circle and Silly's Show.
The girls looked to be mid-teens with bald pussies and
well-developed tits. They even looked somewhat alike.
Katie turned Rattler back around so his drooling mouth
and Silly's head was facing the crowd and the
approaching teens. When she sptted the teens, Sil spoke
up. "I know you cunts. You drink piss like Kool-Aid. You
want Rattler's cum load and all my yummy ass-cream?" The
teens nodded like they were accepting candy from a
stranger. "Let 'em in there you ass licking bitch. They
get it all to share. You can have the left-overs".
Sil's thin legs had been doing almost everything her
current postion would allow. Waving them, acting as
though she were running or walking, they hadn't touched
the floor that I had seen. She was hanging on Rattler's
hose the whole time by her asshole. I now saw why they
used the snap-ring. Sil slowly put her feet on the floor
while she still held on to Rattler's forelegs.
Then she raised up and Katie opened the ring and Rattler
was know free of his cargo, except what was still stuck
on his hose. He was back in statue mode. Sil slowly
peeled open the velcro, harness straps, and now she was
free of restraints, except for the hose stuck in her
butt. "You sluts get ready. One at a time, and SHARE!
Bitch-mom, you know what I like." The teens had decided
on "who goes first?" and she was kneeling with her face
at Rattler's ass, second and third were doing bullwhip
duty with Rattler's tail. Katie had moved to Rattler's
side. I felt another gush of fuck-lube over my hand and
down into the puddle on the floor.
"This is cool. Those three are the fleet toilets. They
took to it right off when they was youngins'. They used
to lick each other's diapers. We use 'em when we have to
house-break a pup, clean-up. Most all of us gals will
take piss in our mouth. Some spit, some swallow, some
love it so much they like piss showers." Depends on the
taste for me to do it." I thought about Sil, "just like
in the rig".
Carrot was now licking her own fuck-lube off her
fingers. "You gotta piss? I'll swallow yours." I hadn't
thought about it. My wood had been occupado for awhile.
Carrot had just handed me my third beer. "Just tell me
and I'll take care of IT and you can use my mouth. I
like it in my cunt, too, if ya want." Her eyes went back
to The Show and her fingers to the round-trip between
her cunt and mouth.
Katie took hold of the part of Rattler's massive cock
between his knot, still buried in her daughter's
asshole, and his nut sack. As one teen held Rattler's
whip tail, the other was waiting for her sex juice meal.
Rattler was standing calmly and finally, his huge cock-
knot eased from Sil's stretched asshole. Her mom leaned
under and began to run her tongue along the slimy shaft
as it eased out of Sil's ass. No sooner had Rattler's
cock freed itself, then he just walked forward and out
of the way with Katie still holding his cock.
The first toilet teen planted her mouth over Sil's
asshole and her throat showed she was swallowing the sex
mix flowing from Sil's ass. Then she moved to the side
and her partner took over. They drank it all and ran
their tongues inside Sil's still pulsing ass. Katie was
busy cleaning Rattler's cock with her tongue.
The teens finished their clean-up and Sil stood up and
paraded around, stopping to give Rattler a sloppy kiss
on his drooling muzzle. Then she left the circle as
Katie gathered up the huge dog and led him off and the
teen toilets went back to their seats. The audience
stood up and a sex party began with men, women and
little pre-teens were involved in every sex act
imaginable and some I hadn't imagined.
Carrot was watching intently and still gushing her pussy
juices when Silvie cam into the bubble. She looked rosy
fresh and her hair was dripping wet so she must have
showered. She looked none the worse for wear after her
union with Rattler. "OK, fire-cunt, slut, take IT with
you and go join the others. Nate and I have things to
do."
Carrot looked like she had just lost her favorite toy as
she gathered up her IT video game from my cock. My cock
was throbbing. Sil waited until they left and then sat
on my lap, my cock pressed to her refreshed pussy. "Did
you like the show? Seems so, your cock feels like it's
about to burst. C'mon. I have a place for you to put
it." We exited the bubble and Sil led me by my cock down
the stairs and along the hall to another room. There was
a table with a padded blanket on it and positioned on
the top were three, tiny, naked girls.
They were a little older than the ITs but not by much.
Standing to one side, were three naked women playing
with their pussies and mature tits. "These three still
haven't been popped. Their moms' want you to do it."
Silvie led me to the first little girl and leaned down
to lick at the tiny, smooth, pussy lips. Then she
positioned my cock at the smooth lips. "Do her!, one
push, make it go deep!" My hips moved forward and Sil
put her hand in the small of my back and pushed.
My cock went into the tiny, tight, hole and I felt the
cherry give way as she whimpered and then moaned. I
waited a few seconds and Sil had me take a few strokes
before moving me to the next girl. She sucked my cock
clean of the traces of cherry juices and then repeated
the same thing. After I would do each little girl, a
woman would move between her legs and begin licking away
at the cherry bowl.
It was their mothers and probably an Aunt or some other
relation to Silvie. After I finished the third cherry
bowl probe, Sil took my cock into her mouth and held my
balls as my cock spewed my cum into her throat. She
swallowed it all and then told me to piss on the mothers
licking away at their daughters. I obliged as she held
my still half-erect cock and sprayed the women. They
each turned their head to take a gulp and swallow before
going back to their licking.
"OK. C'mon. Take a shower and get dressed. I'll get mom
and we're getting back on the road. We should get to the
yard right on time for you to unload." The shower felt
great and the only difficulty was all the naked girls,
in their mid-teens, that wanted to wash my back, and
other places. Word of my cherry popping had apparently
gotten around the place and it brought out volunteers. I
was able to avoid all the willing openings but my cock
was ready and anxious.
Sil came to the shower room and I heard her through all
the steam. "C'mon Daddy. Don't waste your cum on those
sluts. I'll take care of you when we're on the road."
Dried, scented, and dressed I was warming up the rig as
Katie was stirring around back in the sleeper. Silivia
was saying goodbyes and had a large basket of food to
take with us. Her performance with Rattler had been a
very big hit. It took Sil's directions to get me back to
the interstate and west bound to LaLa,Cal.
Once I got up to cruising speed and all the gauges
looked good, Sil was down between my legs with my cock
in her mouth. I fed her my cum load and she kept licking
and sucking until I pissed in her mouth as well. She
returned to her shotgun seat and fixed snacks from the
food basket. We made good time and pulled into the
warehouse yard on schedule. Sil and Katie were dressed
and they cleaned up the cab and sleeper as the pallets
of wine were unloaded and I settled the lading bills and
paperwork.
I got my bonus for the ahead of schedule delivery and
with the gals back on board, I followed Sil's directions
to another, near-by warehouse yard. Sil had been on the
CB and doing more of her coded numbers exchanges. She
hadn't said anything about another doggie show. Instead,
she got me and her mom into a large, Lincoln SUV. I had
no idea who owned it but Sil assured me it wasn't
stolen. She assured me that the rig was in good hands
and would be washed and detailed. Once again, I followed
Silvie's directions to an area of town that I'd never
seen.
We parked in the lot of a nondescript, four-story
building. It had no signs, no numbers, nothing to
indicate what it was. The only features that stood out
were all the antennae, dishes and transmitters on the
roof of the place. Sil led the way and we went through
the front door and she nodded at a really large security
guard. Katie went to a door off the lobby and we went to
the elevators.
Sil pushed the elevator button to the fourth floor and
when the doors opened, it was to an open entry and a
well-appointed apartment. She stripped and showed me to
the bedroom with my travel kit. "You go ahead and get
some sleep. I'll wake you in a few hours. Do want to
fuck me or have me suck you off, first?" I declined the
offer and was undressed and asleep in minutes.
The smell of coffee was first to register when I woke
up. Naked Sil came in with a cup and small, stainless
thermos. "I'll fix you breakfast and then we'll go down
to the basement." I opted to skip breakfast, showered
and dressed and followed a still naked Sil to the
elevator and down to the basement of the building. The
doors opened and I was amazed at what I saw. It looked
like a command center for a space launch.
Lots of glowing computer screens and a low hum of
voices. The lighting was almost non-existent to keep the
screens from being lost in reflections. It wasn't until
we started walking through the basement that I saw a
bunch of tiny, naked girls walking around carrying
various and sundry items. "Those little ones are kinda
the 'fetch-it' girls. That and they service the computer
operators at their stations."
I was pretty sure I knew what that meant as I had been
serviced a LOT in the past few days. Sil led the way to
a small, comfortable conference room. She sat on the
table and I took a seat. "This is the nerve-center for
the Family's West Coast operations. Everything West of
the Rockies goes through here." She went on to explain
the extensive truck fleets that were owned or controlled
by her extended family. The Teamsters should be this
organized. "Mom is staying here until she gets shipped
to the pregger center."
Katie's daughter was acting like her mom had become
cargo since her pregnancy. "I want to go with you to
Florida. I can arrange almost any sort of load you want
to haul but I want us to swing through Arkansas and so
you can meet ReTread. I know it's out of the way but it
won't matter. We can take a couple of the little ones
with us and switch them at other stops. I just have to
make a phone call if you give the OK."
Sil had one foot on the table top and was fingering her
pussy as she talked. I was amazed at how she seemed to
be on top of everything that was going on with the
elaborate, extended family trucking business. But then
it was becoming more apparent that hauling goods wasn't
the only business. There was the "Rental Fleet" of
little "Cab Cunts" as Sil called the little girls used
to amuse the drivers. I had come cross- country and
nothing had gone wrong. I opted to let Silvie do her
scheduling. She picked up the phone and got the
arrangements made. We were to leave in forty-eight hours
with a load of computers and parts along with one large
crate for delivery to ReTread.
For the next two days, Silvie and various other people
at the nerve-center took me through most of how it all
worked. It was pretty amazing and VERY lucrative. It
wasn't actually "human trafficking" as the little ones
weren't actually "sold", only rented. The place even had
an "identity" department where fake I.D.s were made to
show the little girls were actually related to the
drivers they were rented to, some of the more popular
girls had over fifty different names used over the few
years they were "in the fleet".
Once they'd get too old, they would be moved to various
truck stops around the country and keep the drivers that
were passing through entertained. The side-bar to it all
was that The Families' communication system and the
hundreds of relations scattered around the various
highways and byways, they would know exactly what was
being shipped where and to whom. No one came right out
and said it but it was intimated that their customer
base was VERY wealthy and not exactly adverse to
obtaining goods by whatever means necessary.
I didn't ask questions. Listening seemed the prudent
thing to do. It also seemed logical that being on The
Family's good side was a good place to be. I guess I now
qualified. Silvie made that clear to everyone in the
command center. It was astonishing how much weight
Silivie had, I guess being one of the "original parts of
The Family Bush" made her major player in all this, not
just another little, fuck toy.
Silvie and I had dinner together the night before we
were to pull out for our return east. She handed me a
thick envelope. "What's this?"
"Your cut of what mom and I picked up on the run out
here. There's 10 grand in there. Me and Rattler's little
show was VERY profitable." That 10 grand, the bonus I
got for early delivery of the load of wine and my usual
wage for the haul made it the single most profitable run
I'd ever made. It was good to be in The Family. "I got a
couple of little ones joining us tonight to play with
but we should be out of here early to avoid rush hour.
The other two that are going to ride part way with us
are getting their ID's done.
They're real sisters, seven and eleven. I thought you'd
like the lucky numbers. They're really cute and horny
all the time. I'm going to make them into dog, fuck
bitches." The door opened and two naked little ones came
in, our evening's sex toys. We were in bed by 9P. I
finally got to sleep about midnight. Sil was still being
licked and fisted by the little ones and I'd had my cock
in all nine holes of the three girls. As I managed two
loads of cum, I was ready for sleep.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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