HUMMER
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Part One
On my way home from visiting my aunt and uncle, I am short of cash and stop at the bank to take one-hundred dollars from the ATM.
Getting into my F150, Toby Keith is singing on my AM radio. He is a favorite of mine but, if I'm going to listen to Toby, it's not on AM radio. I switch to my USB drive and select his album. "I Love This Bar,” comes on.
I crack my front windows an inch or two, turn up the volume, and sit there, listening.
A cute-looking woman, probably aged around forty, comes out of the bank and stops for a moment, looking over over at me. She starts to walk again, grinning as she approaches my truck. I lower my window.
She says, "I love Toby Keith's music.”
"Well, hop in and listen with me."
She contemplates that for a second or so. "Sure, why not?” she says, opens the door and gets in. She is wearing high heels, a white blouse and a black skirt which ends mid-thigh. The skirt rises up a fair way as she gets settled. I admire the view.
We both listen, not speaking. The song ends and I glance over at her and down at her legs, admiring them openly. She catches me looking but makes no remark.
I say, "Nice."
She says, "Thanks."
"Shoulda Been A Cowboy,” starts. She crosses her legs and her skirt rises even higher.
Bloody nice, I am thinking.
A black Hummer drives into the parking lot. We both look at the vehicle and now I’m thinking, wow, there'd be enough room in that thing to bang a chick.
Between songs I utter, "I've never had a hummer while listening to Toby singing." She chuckles.
The next song up is, "I Want to Talk About Me.” When it’s over, I ask her, "Have you ever given a hummer while you were listening to Toby sing?"
She grins and replies, "No, I can honestly say I have not."
“So, if you were willing, it would be a first for both of us."
“It'd be a little open here, don't you think?"
“Well, I could drive over by the trees at the side of the lot. No one is close by. What d’ya say?"
"Sure, let's go for it."
I situate the truck so that nobody can get behind us. I remove the cushion from under my butt and place it on the passenger seat floor so she can kneel on it. I open my pants and pull out my semi-hard cock. She grabs onto the base and takes me in her mouth. Her head bobs up and down as she sucks.
She is a good cocksucker and, while there are no bad blow jobs, she seems to do it on automatic. She doesn't seem to gleefully relish the task. Her tongue does not play with my foreskin nor lick my cock or glans. She just sucks -not that that’s a bad thing. I’m enjoying it!
Her hand squeezes and jerks my cock as her head moves up and down. I can feel the pressure building in my nuts. I don't want it to be over so quick but that signal does not get through to my lower extremities. I feel my cum gushing into her mouth. To her credit, she swallows and does not gag or choke. She milks my cock, squeezing it from the base to the tip and, licking off the final drops, swallows.
I fasten my pants and compliment her, “Thanks, that was great. I needed that."
She replies, “'Glad you needed it. Now I need a hundred dollars.”
“What?" I mutter.
“That's what I charge to swallow a load. We had not agreed beforehand whether I was to spit or swallow, so I just went ahead and did it. Now that will be a hundred dollars, please."
"I don't think I should have to pay. You never said you were a hooker."
"See that Hummer still parked over there?"
"Yes, so?"
"Well, he is my manager, or pimp if you prefer. When I heard your offer to listen to Toby in your truck, I pushed the open voice button on my cell phone. He knows to find me on his GPS and get here quick. He is never so far from me that he can't get to me in a few minutes. My manager is a very tough guy. He will make you pay in more ways than one… if you refuse, which I would NOT recommend."
No dummy me, hahaha! I hand over the recently withdrawn cash.
"Damm. Now, I wish that I’d at least copped a feel or two."
She laughs, "Awww, poor baby. Please, be a good guy and drive me back to my car."
I drive back to my original spot and, as she gets out, she hands me a business card. "Here's my number. If you want to see me again sometime, you can cop your feel then."
I laugh. ”You know, I'd love to but I think I'll have enough trouble explaining this cash withdrawal to my wife.”
Part Two
A month later, I pull into the library parking lot. I get out, lock the door and walk towards the library. A red F150 pulls in and parks in a spot in my path. It looks like it’s a newer model than mine. His window is down and I stop and ask, "Looks new, how do you like your F150?"
"I like it fine. I got it a month ago and just washed and waxed it. Is that yours over there, the black one?"
"Yes," I reply. "I’ve had it about two years now. My fourth F150."
"Well, I’ve had three and I really like them."
He is a good looking guy, maybe ten years younger than me. Clean shaven, full head of black hair, pretty big, not fat and looks fit. He has smaller tires on his truck than I do so the chassis is lower to the ground. I am able to look into his window and, gazing downwards, I can see he’s wearing blue jeans and there’s a nice thick bulge at his crotch.
We introduce ourselves. His name is Marvin. I ask, "Have you christened your truck yet?"
"What do you mean?"
"It’s just a phrase I came up with for getting a blow job in a truck. Mine has been christened and, if you’re not offended, I’d be glad to tell you about it."
"You’d have a hard time offending me. My wife thinks I’m way too raunchy. She always calls me a pig when I utter something about sex."
"And how discrete are you? If I tell you, will it go no further?"
"I can keep a secret," he says.
I tell him how my F150 had been christened because I’d had a hummer in it. I think he really likes my tale as several times during its telling he has exclaimed "wow" or "you’re shitting me" or "be dammed”. Plus, he has surreptitiously rubbed his crotch a time or two and his bulge has swollen between his legs. It looks quite tempting. When I’m finished, he laughs and says, "You lucky horny dog you."
I chuckle and say, "So, if you’ve had a hummer in your F150, then its been christened too."
"Fuck no,” he says. "Nothing sexual is going on in my life, let alone in my truck. My wife decided after our second kid was born, she’d had enough of sex. She also doesn’t care to satisfy me. She moved into the spare bedroom ten years ago."
"Ouch! That’s the pits,” I say. "What do you do when you get horny?"
"I jerk off. You?”
"Oh yeah, as often as I can get hard."
"I jerk off at least three or four times a week. What about you?” he asks.
"Well, I’m older than you. So, if I can beat off a couple of times a week, I’m happy."
There is a pause in our conversation and I notice that one of his hands is over his crotch. He is not openly squeezing it but, if I wasn’t there, I guess he might be.
"If you’re interested in getting a hummer, I can give you her number.”
“Well,” he chuckles, “my pecker is hard as a rock right now and I sure could use the relief.”
There is a short pause before he reaches behind him and pulls out his wallet. He opens it and, counting the bills, says, "Dam, I don’t have a hundred bucks, I only have fifty-five.”
I pull out my wallet and count. I have sixty.
"Tell you what, why don’t I call her and, if she’ll let me watch, I’ll put up the balance you need."
"Wow, that would be another first. I’ve never had anybody watch me have sex.”
"So, is it a deal?"
He thinks a moment and says, "Okay, sure, give her a call."
She picks up right away. I explain that a buddy wants to get a blow job in his F150. He doesn’t have the whole hundred but I will make up the difference if she’ll let me watch her sucking his cock.
She says, "Just a minute."
I can hear her talking and then I hear a deep, rumbling male voice. She comes back on the phone and says, "Okay. You just want to watch, not get sucked too?"
"No, sad to say, I don’t have enough money for you to blow us both."
"Give me the directions and my manager will drive me over."
I tell her where we are and, in about ten minutes, a Hummer pulls into the parking lot. Her manager is driving and he parks besides Marvin’s truck. He looks so damn big there is no way I would want to cross him.
I open the passenger door, get out and open the back door and slide in. There is a gap between the seats so I should be able to get a good view of the forthcoming blow job. She gets into the passenger seat and closes the door.
"Hi boys. Money first," she says.
I give her fifty and Marvin takes his bills from his wallet. She slips the money into her bra. She takes the cushion from the seat, puts it on the floor and kneels on it.
Marvin quickly undoes his pants, raises up his butt and lowers his pants and underwear to his feet.
His cut cock is semi-hard, about five inches long. She grabs it around the base and starts licking the tip. Then she licks the underside of his shaft and back to the tip and then all the way down again. Her fist squeezes and slowly pumps from base to tip. Soon, he is fully erect.
She slides his entire cock into her mouth. Her nose is in his pubes, his cock fully encased. Her head begins to bob up and down as she sucks. She stops after a few moments and resumes licking the shaft of his cock and then around and around his glans. Marvin’s cock head has expanded and is now a deep purple color, fully engorged. Again, she swallows his cock and sucks up and down some more.
He is moaning and gasping, "Oh gawd, that’s good. Don’t stop, don’t stop. More, more… yeah, yeah babe, suck, suck. Jeez you’re killing me."
Obviously, Marvin is loving it! Me, too, actually. The sight of him getting a blow job has caused a reaction in my pants and my boner is pressing hard against my jeans. I’d better not take it out, though, as the big guy will probably want me to pay to get my rocks off.
Marvin is now breathing and gasping loudly. His hips thrust up and down, his cock going in and out of her mouth as fast as she can bob.
“Ahhh," he sighs, suddenly ejaculating into her mouth. Still holding the base of his cock in her right hand, she bobs some more. Cum is leaking from her mouth. She pulls back off him and spits his cum into her left hand. She reaches down and wipes it on his pants. She uses the back of her hand to cleanse her lips and chin of dribble and rubs that on his pants, too. Looks like Marvin will have to do some laundry when he gets home.
She gives us each a big grin, says, "Thanks boys, see ya."
She gets into the Hummer and they drive away.
Marvin pulls up his underwear and pants and fastens his jeans. "Wow, who woulda thunk when I got up this morning that I’d get blown today. I really enjoyed that."
"Has it been awhile?"
"I have not had a blowjob since our honeymoon. And bloody brief it was at that. If she had it in her mouth more than ten seconds, I’d be shocked. She got all disgusted and says, ‘Yuck, I am not doing that again.’ And she hasn‘t."
"Well Marvin, you were overdue. Very overdue."
"Actually she never liked fucking much either. She wouldn’t let me fuck her when we were dating. Then, on our wedding night, she said it hurt too much. It must have been three nights later when I finally succeeded in getting my cock all the way into her. I doubt that she has ever climaxed. I’d have needed to fuck her for hours to get her off and she’d never have allowed that. Quick in and out is what she wanted. ‘Don’t take so long’… ‘Get off, that’s enough’… ‘Hurry up, won’t you?’… ‘Damn, what a mess’.”
"Yikes, that’s bloody tough man. I’m really glad you got off today, doubly so now."
"Yeah, me too. Maybe we should do it again sometime? Give me her number."
I give it to him and he put it in his cell phone.
I was happy to help the guy but I say, "Next time, you’re on your own. I’m not paying again to watch you get sucked!”
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My sincere thanks to JWren for all the editing assistance
On my way home from visiting my aunt and uncle, I am short of cash and stop at the bank to take one-hundred dollars from the ATM.
Getting into my F150, Toby Keith is singing on my AM radio. He is a favorite of mine but, if I'm going to listen to Toby, it's not on AM radio. I switch to my USB drive and select his album. "I Love This Bar,” comes on.
I crack my front windows an inch or two, turn up the volume, and sit there, listening.
A cute-looking woman, probably aged around forty, comes out of the bank and stops for a moment, looking over over at me. She starts to walk again, grinning as she approaches my truck. I lower my window.
She says, "I love Toby Keith's music.”
"Well, hop in and listen with me."
She contemplates that for a second or so. "Sure, why not?” she says, opens the door and gets in. She is wearing high heels, a white blouse and a black skirt which ends mid-thigh. The skirt rises up a fair way as she gets settled. I admire the view.
We both listen, not speaking. The song ends and I glance over at her and down at her legs, admiring them openly. She catches me looking but makes no remark.
I say, "Nice."
She says, "Thanks."
"Shoulda Been A Cowboy,” starts. She crosses her legs and her skirt rises even higher.
Bloody nice, I am thinking.
A black Hummer drives into the parking lot. We both look at the vehicle and now I’m thinking, wow, there'd be enough room in that thing to bang a chick.
Between songs I utter, "I've never had a hummer while listening to Toby singing." She chuckles.
The next song up is, "I Want to Talk About Me.” When it’s over, I ask her, "Have you ever given a hummer while you were listening to Toby sing?"
She grins and replies, "No, I can honestly say I have not."
“So, if you were willing, it would be a first for both of us."
“It'd be a little open here, don't you think?"
“Well, I could drive over by the trees at the side of the lot. No one is close by. What d’ya say?"
"Sure, let's go for it."
I situate the truck so that nobody can get behind us. I remove the cushion from under my butt and place it on the passenger seat floor so she can kneel on it. I open my pants and pull out my semi-hard cock. She grabs onto the base and takes me in her mouth. Her head bobs up and down as she sucks.
She is a good cocksucker and, while there are no bad blow jobs, she seems to do it on automatic. She doesn't seem to gleefully relish the task. Her tongue does not play with my foreskin nor lick my cock or glans. She just sucks -not that that’s a bad thing. I’m enjoying it!
Her hand squeezes and jerks my cock as her head moves up and down. I can feel the pressure building in my nuts. I don't want it to be over so quick but that signal does not get through to my lower extremities. I feel my cum gushing into her mouth. To her credit, she swallows and does not gag or choke. She milks my cock, squeezing it from the base to the tip and, licking off the final drops, swallows.
I fasten my pants and compliment her, “Thanks, that was great. I needed that."
She replies, “'Glad you needed it. Now I need a hundred dollars.”
“What?" I mutter.
“That's what I charge to swallow a load. We had not agreed beforehand whether I was to spit or swallow, so I just went ahead and did it. Now that will be a hundred dollars, please."
"I don't think I should have to pay. You never said you were a hooker."
"See that Hummer still parked over there?"
"Yes, so?"
"Well, he is my manager, or pimp if you prefer. When I heard your offer to listen to Toby in your truck, I pushed the open voice button on my cell phone. He knows to find me on his GPS and get here quick. He is never so far from me that he can't get to me in a few minutes. My manager is a very tough guy. He will make you pay in more ways than one… if you refuse, which I would NOT recommend."
No dummy me, hahaha! I hand over the recently withdrawn cash.
"Damm. Now, I wish that I’d at least copped a feel or two."
She laughs, "Awww, poor baby. Please, be a good guy and drive me back to my car."
I drive back to my original spot and, as she gets out, she hands me a business card. "Here's my number. If you want to see me again sometime, you can cop your feel then."
I laugh. ”You know, I'd love to but I think I'll have enough trouble explaining this cash withdrawal to my wife.”
Part Two
A month later, I pull into the library parking lot. I get out, lock the door and walk towards the library. A red F150 pulls in and parks in a spot in my path. It looks like it’s a newer model than mine. His window is down and I stop and ask, "Looks new, how do you like your F150?"
"I like it fine. I got it a month ago and just washed and waxed it. Is that yours over there, the black one?"
"Yes," I reply. "I’ve had it about two years now. My fourth F150."
"Well, I’ve had three and I really like them."
He is a good looking guy, maybe ten years younger than me. Clean shaven, full head of black hair, pretty big, not fat and looks fit. He has smaller tires on his truck than I do so the chassis is lower to the ground. I am able to look into his window and, gazing downwards, I can see he’s wearing blue jeans and there’s a nice thick bulge at his crotch.
We introduce ourselves. His name is Marvin. I ask, "Have you christened your truck yet?"
"What do you mean?"
"It’s just a phrase I came up with for getting a blow job in a truck. Mine has been christened and, if you’re not offended, I’d be glad to tell you about it."
"You’d have a hard time offending me. My wife thinks I’m way too raunchy. She always calls me a pig when I utter something about sex."
"And how discrete are you? If I tell you, will it go no further?"
"I can keep a secret," he says.
I tell him how my F150 had been christened because I’d had a hummer in it. I think he really likes my tale as several times during its telling he has exclaimed "wow" or "you’re shitting me" or "be dammed”. Plus, he has surreptitiously rubbed his crotch a time or two and his bulge has swollen between his legs. It looks quite tempting. When I’m finished, he laughs and says, "You lucky horny dog you."
I chuckle and say, "So, if you’ve had a hummer in your F150, then its been christened too."
"Fuck no,” he says. "Nothing sexual is going on in my life, let alone in my truck. My wife decided after our second kid was born, she’d had enough of sex. She also doesn’t care to satisfy me. She moved into the spare bedroom ten years ago."
"Ouch! That’s the pits,” I say. "What do you do when you get horny?"
"I jerk off. You?”
"Oh yeah, as often as I can get hard."
"I jerk off at least three or four times a week. What about you?” he asks.
"Well, I’m older than you. So, if I can beat off a couple of times a week, I’m happy."
There is a pause in our conversation and I notice that one of his hands is over his crotch. He is not openly squeezing it but, if I wasn’t there, I guess he might be.
"If you’re interested in getting a hummer, I can give you her number.”
“Well,” he chuckles, “my pecker is hard as a rock right now and I sure could use the relief.”
There is a short pause before he reaches behind him and pulls out his wallet. He opens it and, counting the bills, says, "Dam, I don’t have a hundred bucks, I only have fifty-five.”
I pull out my wallet and count. I have sixty.
"Tell you what, why don’t I call her and, if she’ll let me watch, I’ll put up the balance you need."
"Wow, that would be another first. I’ve never had anybody watch me have sex.”
"So, is it a deal?"
He thinks a moment and says, "Okay, sure, give her a call."
She picks up right away. I explain that a buddy wants to get a blow job in his F150. He doesn’t have the whole hundred but I will make up the difference if she’ll let me watch her sucking his cock.
She says, "Just a minute."
I can hear her talking and then I hear a deep, rumbling male voice. She comes back on the phone and says, "Okay. You just want to watch, not get sucked too?"
"No, sad to say, I don’t have enough money for you to blow us both."
"Give me the directions and my manager will drive me over."
I tell her where we are and, in about ten minutes, a Hummer pulls into the parking lot. Her manager is driving and he parks besides Marvin’s truck. He looks so damn big there is no way I would want to cross him.
I open the passenger door, get out and open the back door and slide in. There is a gap between the seats so I should be able to get a good view of the forthcoming blow job. She gets into the passenger seat and closes the door.
"Hi boys. Money first," she says.
I give her fifty and Marvin takes his bills from his wallet. She slips the money into her bra. She takes the cushion from the seat, puts it on the floor and kneels on it.
Marvin quickly undoes his pants, raises up his butt and lowers his pants and underwear to his feet.
His cut cock is semi-hard, about five inches long. She grabs it around the base and starts licking the tip. Then she licks the underside of his shaft and back to the tip and then all the way down again. Her fist squeezes and slowly pumps from base to tip. Soon, he is fully erect.
She slides his entire cock into her mouth. Her nose is in his pubes, his cock fully encased. Her head begins to bob up and down as she sucks. She stops after a few moments and resumes licking the shaft of his cock and then around and around his glans. Marvin’s cock head has expanded and is now a deep purple color, fully engorged. Again, she swallows his cock and sucks up and down some more.
He is moaning and gasping, "Oh gawd, that’s good. Don’t stop, don’t stop. More, more… yeah, yeah babe, suck, suck. Jeez you’re killing me."
Obviously, Marvin is loving it! Me, too, actually. The sight of him getting a blow job has caused a reaction in my pants and my boner is pressing hard against my jeans. I’d better not take it out, though, as the big guy will probably want me to pay to get my rocks off.
Marvin is now breathing and gasping loudly. His hips thrust up and down, his cock going in and out of her mouth as fast as she can bob.
“Ahhh," he sighs, suddenly ejaculating into her mouth. Still holding the base of his cock in her right hand, she bobs some more. Cum is leaking from her mouth. She pulls back off him and spits his cum into her left hand. She reaches down and wipes it on his pants. She uses the back of her hand to cleanse her lips and chin of dribble and rubs that on his pants, too. Looks like Marvin will have to do some laundry when he gets home.
She gives us each a big grin, says, "Thanks boys, see ya."
She gets into the Hummer and they drive away.
Marvin pulls up his underwear and pants and fastens his jeans. "Wow, who woulda thunk when I got up this morning that I’d get blown today. I really enjoyed that."
"Has it been awhile?"
"I have not had a blowjob since our honeymoon. And bloody brief it was at that. If she had it in her mouth more than ten seconds, I’d be shocked. She got all disgusted and says, ‘Yuck, I am not doing that again.’ And she hasn‘t."
"Well Marvin, you were overdue. Very overdue."
"Actually she never liked fucking much either. She wouldn’t let me fuck her when we were dating. Then, on our wedding night, she said it hurt too much. It must have been three nights later when I finally succeeded in getting my cock all the way into her. I doubt that she has ever climaxed. I’d have needed to fuck her for hours to get her off and she’d never have allowed that. Quick in and out is what she wanted. ‘Don’t take so long’… ‘Get off, that’s enough’… ‘Hurry up, won’t you?’… ‘Damn, what a mess’.”
"Yikes, that’s bloody tough man. I’m really glad you got off today, doubly so now."
"Yeah, me too. Maybe we should do it again sometime? Give me her number."
I give it to him and he put it in his cell phone.
I was happy to help the guy but I say, "Next time, you’re on your own. I’m not paying again to watch you get sucked!”
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My sincere thanks to JWren for all the editing assistance
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