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Cross Country Slut, Part 5
We made it to our destination for the load, a few days later. I made it my job to keep Bill happy and myself well-fucked. Neither of those things seemed to be a problem for us; I was always happy to please him in any way I could. My only little problem was the case of NSU that was persistent as hell. The discharge continued along with the burning sensation when I peed. All I could do was keep a supply of cranberry juice around and drink a lot of it. It didn’t help that I was being fucked very well to some awesome orgasms. Bill had found the secret of them and used it…some of them were blinding in intensity!
To get better I’d have to stop having sex for a few days; neither of us wanted that. I just made sure that I kept a good supply of panty liners in the truck and changed them often. The other problem, with me, had surfaced when I was a k** and had just started spreading for boys…my first real boyfriend, Ron, was the first very happy recipient of the ‘problem’.
Once I’m fucked – like most true sluts – after a little rest, I’m always ready to go again. Bill didn’t have a problem with that at all.
Once we arrived at our destination; Bill was told that there would be a two hour wait until he could be unloaded. He dropped the trailer and we went to have lunch. When we returned, they hadn’t started yet. Bill hooked-up again; we pulled the curtains in the cab and got in the sleeper. What started out as a nap, turned into some foreplay, a good hard fucking then, the nap. We didn’t realize that we had an audience.
Once I had him good and hard; I started by riding that great cock for a while. I was pretty quiet during that; I did it at my own pace, both of us just enjoying a slow gentle ride as I relaxed and he stretched me all the way. Things changed when we changed position and, I wound up on my back; legs pulled up all the way and spread like I was ready for someone to park a truck in my cunt…he did. As usual, I was so full of cock that he was ‘milking’ me while rubbing the hell out of my ‘G’ spot! My noise level went up a few notches as he pounded the hell out of me…more as my orgasm approached then, went off the scale when I came! It was a good one, a real screamer. He kept fucking away good and hard while I went crazy under him. We didn’t realize, until later, that work on the loading dock had stopped for about fifteen minutes. The run-up to the orgasm, the orgasm itself then, my loud begging and pleading [more, harder and deeper] as he followed to finish up with his own. The insulation of the sleeper wasn’t good enough to dampen the sounds coming from inside.
When it was over I had to find a bathroom and fast. I didn’t have time to do anything but run a brush through my hair then get out of the cab and go looking. The guys were helpful with directions, free with their looks of appraisal, behind a few leering grins. I just strutted back to the truck, got in and crawled into the sleeper. Bill took care of business then got back on the road again.
While Bill waited for news of another load, we went to a local mall for some shopping. I needed a few new pair of panties, while we were there I picked up another light dress; like the others I’d brought, it buttoned down the front. Easy to get into, easy to get out of and very easy to lift above my ass – when the time was right.
By early evening there was no word about another load. We decided to head for a local truck stop, right on the interstate, have a leisurely dinner and wait. This was also a good time for me to do laundry. Before dinner but, with a few beers, I changed the sheets on the bed, gathered our clothes and headed for the laundromat. For a while, I was the only person there. As I was moving things into a dryer, another truck driver came in. We talked a little before Bill showed up. By then he knew some things about me but, seemed a little shocked when Bill turned out to be black. I guess he liked the idea of what I was but not that I was associated with a black guy. Things cooled a little before we left but he was still cordial to us.
Bill had a load but we had to go to Atlanta to pick it up. It was going to some little town I’d never heard of in New Mexico…that didn’t matter to me; I was just enjoying myself.
He helped me fold some things while making a decision of whether to get going to Atlanta that night [he was pretty rested] or leave in the morning. We went to eat while he thought it over. It didn’t matter to me, he was doing the driving, I was doing the ‘cock support’ along the way.
In the end he decided that we could start at least. We could be at a nice rest area in three or four hours, sleep for a while [handle anything else that came up] then head for Atlanta early to pick up the load. Once we got started; I put the laundry away then joined him in the cab to keep him company and be the ‘radio slut’ for a while. It was just all in good fun.
A little before we pulled into the rest area I used a soap suppository for regular ‘maintenance’ but almost had an accident. In the time it took to get there then, park the rig; it had really started to work! I ended up moving as fast as I could, while clinching my cheeks hard, to the toilets. I only had a glance but I was a shock to the one guy in the bathroom as I entered, ran to a booth and locked it. I guess he wasn’t use to seeing a TS, fully dressed, in a ‘men’s’ toilet and in a panic to get into one!
Bill joined me, after a few minutes; I was all cleaned up by then, had repaired my hair and makeup and was much calmer. We talked about just going to it on the counter with the sinks [it looked sturdy enough] but then decided that either the sleeper…or…the picnic table we’d parked beside, were the better options.
We’d done our share of fucking in the sleeper. The picnic table was under a tree and partly shaded from the parking lot lights; it was on the shaded side of the truck as well. I’ve always loved outdoor sex, right up there with back-seat sex, so I offered to get a blanket for the table. There were only a few cars in the lot and; most of them were on the other end of it.
Bill waited until I got the blanket and some lube. Within a few minutes, after some sucking and mutual playing, he was more than ready to give it to me. All I had to do then was get out of the panties, hike the dress up around my ass and bend over. Then squeal like hell as he penetrated and filled me with cock. To be a little discreet, I did cover my mouth with my hands. That was a good thing, I was horny as hell and he gave me a nice trip around the solar system for about half an hour!
When we were finished, I put the blanked on the table, jammed the panties between my cheeks and we lay there cuddling for a while. When a cop drove through, checking things, we decided it was time to call it a night and get in the sleeper.
I awoke, hours later, with his strong arms around me [in the spoon position] and his rock hard cock being gently eased into my cunt. Something like an hour later, I stumbled to the toilets to clean up. I’d had some major cramps so; following an initial explosion, I knew that it would be a day [at least part of it] to have a tampon in.
I spent almost a month being Bill’s passenger and sex partner. I did get shared once more, there were a few more spankings but most of it was just good hard interracial sex with a decently hung black guy. By the time I was dropped off, I needed a rest. I also needed to cure both my little case of NSU and an irritated bowel. Both went away in a week; with the proper meds and no sex.
Yes, I was one horny little bitch by the time that week was over!
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