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Truckers’ Tales II: The Loneliness Of The Long-Distance Driver

One day I was driving my eighteen-wheeler, just driving along, when I saw this woman on the side of the road. Her car was broken down. As I got closer I realized what a nice piece of work she was, so I pulled over to see if I could help her–or pick her up!

I jumped out of my truck and asked if I could help. She got out from under the hood of the truck. Oh man, was she hot! I went over and acted like I knew what I was doing, but I couldn’t fix it, so she asked me to take her to the next truck stop.

Well, what do you think I am, stupid? I said sure, and we hopped in the truck.

We started driving and all of a sudden she puts her hand on my leg. I ask her what she thinks she’s doing. As if I didn’t know! She says she wants to pay me one way or another for taking her to the truck stop. Of course I’m not going to turn someone like her down, especially since I’ve been on the road alone for six weeks. She looks like she can fulfill the things I would like to do, so what do you think I’ll let her do? You bet–anything she wants!

Well, her hand goes up my leg, and she asks me how I would like it. I tell her any way she wants it! So she starts to rub my balls through my jeans. Then she works her hand up to unbutton my jeans. I help her, of course. Once they’re unzipped, she puts her hand down my pants and starts feeling around and rubbing my dick and balls.

She lies across the seat, puts her head down by my dick and pulls it up where she can suck it. She rubs it, going up and down, wrapping her tongue around it. Her tongue is going up and down and around my dick. Oh, that feels so good!

It feels so good that I have to pull over to the side of the road to let her finish the job without me running someone over. Especially when she sucks hard and licks it like that. Oh my God, it’s going to blow!

She ties something round it to keep it from coming. Oh, she’s driving me crazy! She tells me she wants me to do something to her, so we go to the back where my bed is. She takes off my shirt, then her shirt, then my pants and her really short shorts. She starts playing with herself, and asks me to feel her and eat her.

I say, “With pleasure.” So I watch her for a while and then go to her. I feel her lovely breasts, so firm yet so tasty. Then I slide down to her crotch and rub it and lick, then play with it more. My dick is fixing to burst! I don’t know what to do but just pump her harder and harder in and out.

She’s saying, “Yes, harder,” and how good it feels. She decides to get on top. I hold her breasts and her ass as she rides me, harder and faster until she climaxes like you wouldn’t believe. I take hold of her hair, and to my surprise it’s a wig, and who turns out to be under it but my wife! You may think, How dumb is he, he doesn’t know he’s fooling around with his own wife? The answer is, I don’t know!

So I say to her, “Honey, what are you doing?”

“I thought I’d surprise you. Are you surprised?” Boy, was I surprised!–M.S., Regina, Saskatchewan

Apr 04, 2005 No Comments