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The Truck Stop
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The Truck Stop It had been a grueling business trip, and I was finally headed home. It was getting late and I'd been driving for hours, exhaustion and hunger were catching up with me so I decided to start looking for a hotel. I spotted a sign that said there where a couple hotels and a truck stop off the next exit so I took it. I pulled into the hotel across from the truck stop and went in to get a room. As I got my keycard I asked the clerk where I could get a bite to eat, she said the only place still open this late and serving was the truck stop. After dropping my overnight bag off in my room I headed back , crossing the parking lot to the truck stop. The place was big, the soft growl of a dozen or so idling trucks filled the night air, there had to be 20 or more that were parked and quite. The trucks were lined up side by side like dark sentinels. As I approached the door to the dinner it opened and two big burley looking guys came . Seeing my approach the 2nd guy held the door for . With a smile and a soft thank you I entered the dinner. The wonderful smells coming from the kitchen assaulted my nose as soon as I stepped inside. My stomach rubbling, reminding me it had been mid morning since I'd had more than a cup of coffee and a pack of nabs. Looking about the place was pretty full, I found a stool the counter and settled in with a smile to the waitress as she placed a water glass, a cup of coffee and a menu in front of me. Placing my order for a burger and fries I pulled my phone to check messages while I waited. It didn't take long before the waitress was putting an oblong dinner plate in front of me with the biggest burger I'd ever seen and a mountain of french fires. I dug in greedily, with both hands wrapped around the burger. With the first bite a moan of pure pleasure slipped from my throat. The guy next to me grinned and said pretty good huh? All I could do was nod the affirmative as I continued to chew. After swallowing I dabbed my lips with a napkin and smiled at the guy and said it was the best burger I'd ever eaten. He had pretty much finished his dinner and was just sitting there nursing a cup of coffee. I turned my plate his way and told him to help himself to the fires as there was no way I could eat all of the burger and the fires to. He snagged a few fires with a smile of thanks. Soon he was placing a few on the counter for his meal and wishing me a good evening, it was time for him to get back on the road. As I sat there enjoying my burger while watching the local late news on the TV mounted on the wall behind the counter I felt the tingling sensation of being watched the nape of my neck. Looking around I caught the eyes of a guy sitting the end of the counter on . I smiled and nodded then went back to finishing my meal. With each bite I could feel his eyes on me. As I finished I pulled my purse open to get to for my meal, as my head was lowered looking in my purse I felt a presence move in close behind me and the an arm move around me to drop a couple in front of my plate. I knew without looking that it was the guy from the end of the counter. Turning slightly on my stool I looked up over my shoulder at him. His eyes were dark, his chin and cheeks sporting a heavy salt n pepper five o'clock shaddow. As my lips parted, getting ready to thank him, his hand came up, one finger touching over my lips, effectively shushing me. My words stalling in my throat. His eyes never leaving mine he held his other hand out to me and waited. I sat there staring into his eyes for a few moments, my thoughts scattered. Then as if it had a mind of it's own my hand came up to land in his. With a small upward tilt to his lips, I felt his fingers close over my hand. He pulled up to stand before him. He wasn't overly tall, only a couple inches taller than my own 5'7". He paused a moment as I stood up, his eyes roaming down my body then traveling back up slowly. I felt my body heat as his gaze<b> traveled </font></b>over me. He then turned, my hand still in his grip and move towards the door, me following close behind. As we stepped outside the cool night air sent a shiver though me. Without a word he let go of my hand, moving it to the small of my back guiding me back across the parking lot towards the hotel. With each step I felt my body respond to his nearness, my skin becoming over sensitive where my clothes rubbed against me. My nipples runched to hard points in my lace bra, my thong becoming wet. My thoughts were still scattered, all I knew was my growing hunger for this man walking beside me. We entered the hotel and walked down the hall, stopping at a door just a couple before my own. He slid his keycard and pushed the door open. His hand on my back ushering me inside. As the door closed behind us he turned to me moving quickly his body pressing me up against the door. His hands finding mine as bringing them up above my head, holding them there as his lips found my neck. His hips ground against me as he licked and nipped his way up my neck and across my jaw before finding my lips. I gasped as he nipped my bottom lip and he took full advantage his tongue surging between my lips to claim my mouth. He broke the kiss when we were both breathless. His eyes locking once more with mine I feel him shift slightly, placing both my wrist in one hand, his other coming down between us to cup one of my breast, his thump stroking over the hard nipple though my blouse and bra. My back arches, pressing my full breast into his touch. With a slight smile on his lips, his hand comes up to the first button on my blouse hooking two fingers behind it he jerks down quickly, and buttons flying in different directions. He parts the two halves of my blouse his fingertips grazing down the cleft between my breasts till they come in contact with the front clasp of my bra, with a surprisingly gentle tug he releases it. His gaze then lowers taking in my now freed breasts with their dark pink nipples runched into hard points. With a low growl he lowers his head, cathing one hard nipple between his lips, sucking hard on it. I wimmper and twist in his grasp. He releases my wrist bringing both his hands down to cup and fondle my tits, smashing them tightly together as he sucks first one nipple then the other. My hands come down, fingers surging though his hair holding his head tight to me as he drives me crazy sucking and nipping my nipples. He suddenly pulls back one of my nipples caught between his teeth. I gasp as my nipple is elongated. My fingers digging into his neck as the pain races though my body to make my clit throb and a flood of desire drinch my thong and upper thighs. As he lets go of my nipple he growls and spins me around. His hand coming up to brace between my shoulder blades. He grinds his hard cock against my ass as his other hand travels up my thigh the hemline of my skirt. He gives a low growl of approval as his fingertips find the lace edge of my stocking, giving a tug on the garter strap letting it slap back against my thigh. His hand reaching around to grip my mound in a firm grasp, as he continues to grind his cock against my ass. His fingers curl around my thong and with a quick jerk he rips it from my body, letting it drop to the floor. He grips my hip pulling towards him as his other hand stays planted between my shoulders pressing my upper body against the door, causing my back to arch, my ass tipped upward. He places his booted foot between my feet and pushes them both to the side, making widen my stance. Relaxing his hold on I know to not move without being told. His hands flow down over my hips and thighs, as he reverses the motion he pulls my skirt up my thighs and over my ass, exposing . He runs a fingertip down the cleft of my ass and through my slick folds. Then stepping back from I hear the clink of his belt buckle and the zipper on his jeans. I turn my head slightly so I can see him over my shoulder. His hands push his jeans and briefs down around his knees, his hard cock springing free from the confines of his clothes. My eyes go wide as he takes his cock in hand, stroking slowly up and down his length, a bead of precum pearling on the flared head. He steps forward griping his cock it's base, he runs the head through my glistening pussy lips to nudge my clit. My eyes flutter shut as my sensitive clit throbs from the simple stimulation. He repeats the motion several times, the head of his cock becoming coated in my slick juices. Then he stills, the head of his cock poised at my entrance. I swear I can hear my on heart thudding in my chest as I wait. With one swift movement his hands come up to grip my hips as he thrust up into me, burying himself balls deep. I cry as his thick cock stretches , forcing my pussy to accommodate his thickness. Then he is moving, plunging in and of . I feel every inch as his cock drags and pushes against my tight tunnel. My pussy clinching around him. He shifts a bit and suddenly gasping and grinding myself back against his thrusts, the head of his cock hitting my gspot each time he pumps into me. I become wonton, fucking myself on his cock, incoherently pleading for him to continue. His grip on my hips becomes like a vice, I know there will be bruises tomorrow. His thrusts become harder, more demanding. The sounds of our slapping flesh and the wet sounds of his cock thrusting in and our of me fill the room. He is relentless as he pushes me higher. Suddenly my body is convulsing, my pussy spasms around his cock, gripping him tightly as my orgasm shakes me. He thrusts a final time holding himself deep inside my pussy. If feel the jerks of his cock as it unloads his , filling my pussy till it is oozing around the base of his cock. His head falls against my back as we both gulp air into our lungs. Finally he slowly pulls his softening cock from and steps back to pull his paints back up. He then pulls my skirt back down over my ass as I straighten back up. I turn pulling the edges of my blouse over my breasts holding the edges together with one hand. He leans down and picks up my purse, opening it and withdrawing the keycard to my room. Handing my purse he gently clasp my arm, pulling forward then opening the door. His hand moving to the small of my back and he guides and down the hall to the door of my room, with each step I feel his coating my thighs. With a swipe of the keycard he opens the door and ushers inside. Placing the on a table he turns to , his dark eyes locking with mine he cups my cheek with one hand and kisses softly. Stepping back he opens the door and steps , the door softly clicking shut behind him. |
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