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This is the story of a girl I met during my last trip through US. I gave her a ride and during the hours on the road she told me her story.We ended up in a cheap motel but that's another story.I took what she told me and brought it into story format, added some things here and there but overall it is true.[/b]My name is Alice, I am 17 years old and I am earning my life as a whore in Iowa. What makes my life special is that I made the largest truck stop in the US my home.Iowa 80 serves up to a...
Hi kamukta loving friends, this is avi from up.I am 18 years old and my mom radhika 45 years old.My mom is very sexy and beautiful.Her figure is 36-28-38.She looks pretty good and charming. Ab mai bilkul real story btata hun.Hmare ghar mein 4 log hain mere parents aur meri didi.Pap ki age 52 years hogi.Wo duble aur kamjor hain. 5 saal phle ki baat hai.Ek baar mai aur meri mummy apne mama ghar se function attend krke train se ghar laut rahe the.Train bhut late ho chuki thi.Iss karan raat kafi ho...
My name is Carol and this is a true story of what happened to me a couple of weeks ago. I have been happily married to my Husband for 18 years, we have 2 children's. I have just celebrated my 38th birthday and my Husband turned 41 a few months ago. Having two children takes up most of our time, along with work commitments my husband and I don't have a lot of spare time for each other. We make the most of the time we have together by being inventive in the bedroom and other places. Most people...
Group SexScuford looked at the iridescent bubble of his tea bursting as he turned his spoon in the cup. It was 2 o’clock in the morning and he was on duty at the gas station. This summer, Buford and Scooby found him a somewhat stressful job: night attendant at a gas station that was open 24 hours, 7 days. It was located just outside the city. Before taking the highway, many truck drivers were filling their tank there or even spent the night at the parking lot. Nowadays however, the station was declining...
Hi readers, welcome to the gay world. Sab mere dosto ap apne lund ko bhar nikal kar sahlana chalu kardo kyu ki thodi der main tumha ra lund khada hoke zatke marna chalu ho jaye ga or pani ke favare chodna chalu kar dega. Ye story he mere dost ke bike ride ki. Bo gandu he or use lund chusna bhot pasand he. Ab suno uski jubani. Hi dosto me ek gandu hu or mujhe lund chusna bhot pasand he. Main jabhi bhi bore hota hu to bike ride pe nikal jata hu. Ek din mujhe lund chusne ki chahat hogai thi. Our...
I was never into the normal gay life or relationships. I had always been somewhat of a loner and very comfortable in my own company. I grew up in a tough neighbourhood and had always liked rough men. I was not the biggest guy in the world, standing five-foot-ten inches tall, but at least I had a decent dick. Eight thick inches would describe my knob perfectly, and I had always been able to impress my sexual partners with my endowment.There was a funny story I once read about Rudolf Nureyev, a...
Gay MaleMaster already had the truck rolling and with a gesture beckoned me forward. Her eyes grew round as she saw me, naked but for the collar around my neck, and I could see the fear awaken in her as she looked from me to master. Without taking his eyes from the road, master ordered me to remove her top and caress her breasts. She drew back further from me and protested that she had never done anything with a woman before. With an evil smile, master glanced at her and told her, “You will now”. I...
There's a fuel stop on Hwy 98 and I-59 in Hattiesburg MS. A lot of drvers would call it a dump. The store and the krystals are always clean. The parking lot is another story, it's riddle with pot holes and no definded parking lanes. It's a free for all, usually littered with trash with a funky smell from time to time and a lot of diffrent characters roaming around at night. I've stayed many night in this parking lot, enough to have a few favorite spot. There is a hotel behind the parking lot...
Hey friends aaj mai aapko hamari ek aur kahani batane ja raha hu jaisa ki aap log jante ho mai aur meri bibi gita kale lund ke divane hai aur kaise hum dono sath me bp dekhkar maja lete hai. Ek din maine meri bibi ko kaha ki chalna koi naya kaam karte hai,life me kuchh excitement ho jaye wo boli ki kya karna hai maine kaha ki chal aaj raat tu randi ka role play kar.Wo boli:kya matlab. Mai: mtlab ki tu raat ko saj dhaj kar national highway par randi bankar khadi rah aur truck walo se apna bhav...
I had passed the layby numerous times on my way to work, always with an eye to using it on one of my 'walks on the wild side'. Well tonight was the big night, dressed in my purple PVC slutty mini dress, black and purple lacy basque with integral suspenders holding up black fishnet stockings. Panty wise I had on a purple G string that barely contained my throbbing cock. I say barely, it was quite embarrassing that my cock was small enough to fit, even when hard! A thought that sent a...
There wasn't no doctor or hospital nearby. I asked, but they just laughed. But one guy who was halfway human said there was a clinic in Dickson, about 25 miles away. Just get off at State Road 96 and head west. We got to Dickson way past midnight. Everything was dark. If there was a clinic, I sure as hell didn't know where it was. I pulled into the parking lot of what once had been a shopping center, checked to see if Cherry was still alive in the bunk, then made myself as comfortable as I...
Introduction: Fantasy Only Trucker meets young boy at truck stop Truck Stop Fun He dropped me off at the truck stop and told me to go and make some money so we could keep the room we were now living in. Shaking and afraid I walked slowly into the men bathroom with me head held down. I bumped into a guy coming out of a stall and he ask me if I was okay. I said yes, but Im a little hungry and I dont have any money. Well maybe I can help you out if you can do a little favor for me. What is your...
I hated long drives. It was the reason I so rarely visited home during my four years in college. If I could have gotten away with it I would have skipped holidays at home too, but my mother would have none of that. So that December I got into my car with a couple of suitcases and started the five hour drive home. I really wanted to drive straight through but around 3:30 I just couldn’t drive anymore. I was starving and there was no way I could wait the two more hours I had until I got home. The...
Seven years ago when I was 50, I took a trip to spend Christmas with my daughter Kay that lived in Pennsylvania at the time. It was the week before Christmas. I was driving through Illinois when it started snowing. It was late, around 9pm and the snow was getting heavier. I always carried a portable CB radio to talk with truckers while driving just to know what to expect what is ahead. I had been talking to this one driver that was a few miles behind me. His name was John. The snow was coming...
I hated long drives. It was the reason I so rarely visited home during my four years in college. If I could have gotten away with it I would have skipped holidays at home too, but my mother would have none of that. So that December I got into my car with a couple of suitcases and started the five hour drive home. I really wanted to drive straight through but around 3:30 I just couldn’t drive anymore. I was starving and there was no way I could wait the two more hours I had until I got home. The...
Quickie SexIt started of as a normal day as my alarm went off and I knew I had to get up and going if I was going to make my delivery appointment on time. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes still lying in bed trying to get woke up I grabbed my phone to check the news for the morning. As I hit the internet button the porn site I was watching the night before appeared and a video of a big titty redhead caught my eye. Why not I thought to myself as I reached down in my boxers and wrapped my hand around my...
This little encounter takes place before I married my lovely and very understanding wife. These days she and I often talk about it as a “what if...” as in, “Would I do it again?” “Would she do it?” “What might we do instead?” “Is there a way to make it more fun?” “Do you still have her number?” I should mention that it also occurred before the plague of “risk assessment experts” with their rules, black boxes and cameras have made my workplace less fun. At the time I was driving a delivery...
It was late August and I was on my way home from a business trip. The sun was almost down and the sky was a beautiful red-blue. I had the windows down and the summer air was starting to cool a little. I was about 100 miles from home and was anxious to get home and shower off and make love to my old lady. I had been gone five days and was horny as hell and needed some release because I was so busy on the business trip I only got the chance to beat-off once, early one morning.The interstate was...
“I’m not a slut.” Or so I thought. However, at the precise moment of thinking that, I had a thick, veiny cock between my lips, and my tongue probing the inside of a complete stranger’s foreskin in the middle of a public restroom. So yeah, I guess I can now be defined as a slut.Allow me to introduce myself: I’m Jeff. A thirty-six-year-old trucker from Pennsylvania. I like doing what most guys like doing: I drink beer, watch football, eat steak and love to fuck women. And now men.I’m what you...
Gay Male“I’m not a slut.” Or so I thought. However, at the precise moment of thinking that I had a thick, veiny cock between my lips, and my tongue probing the inside of a complete stranger’s foreskin in the middle of a public restroom. So yeah, I guess I can now be defined as a slut. Allow me to introduce myself: I’m Jeff. A 36 year old trucker from Pennsylvania. I like doing what most guys like doing: I drink beer, watch football, eat steak and love to fuck women. And now men. I’m what you would call...
hello everyone my name is Gina. im 5'11" 195 lbs and im a trucker and this happened 2 years ago. I had just made my delivery for the week and my dispatch said I didnt have another load till monday so I could head to my pickup but couldnt get till monday so I had a long weekend. I usually post on craigslist to the city that I will be stopping at each night looking for some fun and tonight was no different. I started to my pickup because there was a big truckstop along the way with 100 parking...
I was craving some cock the other night... I was tired of dildos, they just never do the trick. Grindr was slow with limited options, so I needed another way. I figured the local truck stop would have some potential. I took a shower and shaved myself smooth, I did an enema in anticipation. I dried off and checked myself out in the mirror, I saw a young smooth boy made for cock. I locked my penis in a tiny pink chastity and put my favourite plug in my well trained ass. I slid my black thong over...
I was at the truck stop with just a tube top covering my tits. I had been driving for a while and was horny and needed a break. Just as I left the ladies room a man came up to me and said "Well hello baby. That is a nice set of hooters you have." He then pulled down my top and began rubbing across my tits then lifting my mounds. Then he bent down and sucked a nipple in his mouth. "Want to come to my truck and be naughty? I have a nice big cock for those big tits." He then ran his hand under my...
Sara was at the truck stop with just a tube top covering her huge tits. She was waiting for a trucker to notice her. She loved to come here and fuck the traveling men. Just as she stood a man came up to her and said "Well hello baby. That is a nice set of hooters you have." He then pulled down her top and began rubbing across her tits then lifting her big mounds. Then he bent down and sucked a nipple in his mouth. "Want to come to my truck and be naughty? I have a nice big cock for those big...
Driving through St. Louis I decided to make a pit stop at a convenience store, because I had to pee. The place didn’t look any different from the hundreds of similar stops, but it changed my life. Walking inside, I rushed past the front counter to the men’s room, which was unlocked. Despite my urgency I didn’t bang open the door, but pushed it slowly, and as it opened I saw the back of a man who appeared to be just cleaning up. His shirt tail was out and his pants were partly down. But as I...
I am driving along alone in my car on a dark lonely highway when suddenly the engine starts making a graunching noise and shaking around. I slow right down and pull off into a rest area (just a lay-by surrounded by trees) and get out of my car to see if I can see what is wrong. Of course, I know nothing about cars so I haven't a hope of fixing it and I am really upset and don't know what to do. It is cold and raining so my clothes are wet and my blouse is sticking to my breasts which show...
So it was dinner time and sucking cock ! it one of your five a day xxxxxx he had the most wonderful tasting cum I sucked him until he went limp then wiped my chin and licked clean my hand xxx got changed and went back to workI could not concentrate thinking of that or more cock xxxxx after work I got changed into my office slut look nice big tittys red lacy bra and thong tiny skirt smart jacket that did not cover my tittys very well platform killer heels and blonde wig xxx got to the truck stop...
I walked into the truck stop diner and was surprised to lay my eyes on an old truckin’ buddy, Hank. I hadn’t seen him for a couple of years. We both haul loads Coast to Coast, but rarely cross paths. ‘So, how you doin’ good buddy?’ he asked. ‘Not bad. Though I sure am looking forward to a night on a real bed. I haven’t been getting much shuteye. I’m a big guy and it gets pretty cramped back in that cab.’ ‘Yeah, I remember how ‘big’ you are all right,’ Hank said with a lewd smirk, winking at...
The freeway was mostly empty as Michael drove Nicole back to her home. The couple didn’t get to see each other alone that often, mostly hanging out at the mall or the gym. Michael’s mom didn’t like the couple being at their home alone and Nicole’s home was busy being totally cleaned and fixed up. Michael focused on the road ahead as Nicole undid her seat belt and slid across the bench seat to cuddle next to her boyfriend. “I hate that the trip home is the only time we are alone,” Nicole said to...
My girlfriend and lover Candi and I were driving back to her place for some steamy tranny sex after a night of partying at a tranny/gay bar in town when we passed a truck stop on the highway. Buzzed and horny as we were, we laughed about stopping in the lot and doing so hookin’ as a means to get us some trucker cock. After a minute or two of silence, Candi said lets do it and before I could answer she was turning back for the truck stop! Candi and I are both bisexual crossdressers and we pass...
As the two hiked up the steep hillside, Richardcouldn't help but wonder why they were spending somuch energy climbing up the side of the mountain. Hisanswer came as they rounded a corner providingspectacular views of the valley and hills around them. Views which photographs can never capture the intensebeauty and internal sense of peace from actually beingthere. They hiked for nearly two miles. Much of thetime in dense forest with no view and very littlesunlight. Richard was getting tired...
The freeway was mostly empty as Michael drove Nicole back to her home. The couple didn’t get to see each other alone that often, mostly hanging out at the mall or the gym. Michael’s mom didn’t like the couple being at their home alone and Nicole’s home was busy being totally cleaned and fixed up. Michael focused on the road ahead as Nicole undid her seat belt and slid across the bench seat to cuddle next to her boyfriend. “I hate that the trip home is the only time we are alone,” Nicole said to...
Oral SexAs I would touch myself my cold finger tips rubbing my clit sending all those good sensations, I remember the truck ride with my boyfriend. We go for coffee and drive around. As we drive around the sexual tension builds. Wetness creeps between my legs and an obvious bulge in his pants. We pull off into a secluded wooded area. Grabbing me and placing me on his lap. Our tongues dancing in each others mouths. His hand grabbing my head pressing me deeper into his kiss as his hand reaches for my...
Straight SexI walked into the truck stop diner and was surprised to lay my eyes on an old truckin' buddy, Hank. I hadn't seen him for a couple of years. We both haul loads Coast to Coast, but rarely cross paths."So, how you doin' good buddy?" he asked."Not bad. Though I sure am looking forward to a night on a real bed. I haven't been getting much shuteye. I'm a big guy and it gets pretty cramped back in that cab.""Yeah, I remember how 'big' you are all right," Hank said with a lewd smirk, winking at me. I...
There was a straight chair next to the sofa bed. Billy crept toward it, afraid the ancient floorboards would squeak, and stood very quietly when he got to the chair. A bra and a pair of panties were draped over the back of the chair. He reached out and fingered the bra briefly, then lifted it and held it to his nose. It smelled like detergent. He picked up the panties. They were lacy panties, but the crotch and back were silky smooth. He sniffed them. More detergent. It wasn't a woman scent --...
He couldn’t believe his good fortune. She had turned her back, and he had the presence of thought to bang her in the head. She crumpled to the ground, and He checked her pulse to make sure he hadn’t overdone it. This was his first time using such force, and he wasn’t sure how far he could go. She still had a strong pulse but was sure to have a headache when she came around. All he could think of that moment was getting her in his truck before someone noticed her lying there. He grabbed...
Any feedback would be welcome and can be sent to me at this email address: [email protected] Alicia Becomes a Bridesmaid By Paula Hanson March 1998 Chapter 1 The small girl was rolling on the floor at the bottom of the stairs clutching her right leg wailing her heart out. Her bother, ran down the stairs after her looking concerned. Her mother also ran out of the kitchen to see what all the crying was about. The mother immediately bent down to console her...
Gina Is My Bridesmaid By Janis Elizabeth It was about a year before my wedding that I started noticing that my clothes and makeup were not quite in the same place, as I knew that I had left them. Sometimes my lingerie in my dresser appeared to be slightly rearranged or refolded. I also noticed that sometimes a dress or a blouse would not be situated properly on a hanger in my closet or would be hung in a different spot. At first, I...
A Pretty Sissy Bridesmaid Preface. This is my third attempt at TG fiction, following the first two chapters of my other story, The Dress Shop (third chapter is on the way soon, following an extended writing hiatus!), and another story which is (as yet) unpublished on FM. First of all, I'd like to address the fact that the story below is very much a 'genre piece'. That is, it knowingly contains many of the stereotypical plot contrivances that the majority of TG fiction...
As I would touch myself my cold finger tips rubbing my clit sending all those good sensations, I remember the truck ride with my boyfriend. We go for coffee and drive around. As we drive around the sexual tension builds. Wetness creeps between my legs and an obvious bulge in his pants. We pull off into a secluded wooded area. Grabbing me and placing me on his lap. Our tongues dancing in each others mouths. His hand grabbing my head pressing me deeper into his kiss as his hand reaches for my...
You've been driving in your black silverado for 3 hours on your way to your friends cabin for the weekend. You're looking forward for a weekend of adventuring and drinking. After downing 4 mountain dews and a few burritos, duty calls and you stop at the truck stop rest stop. You walk in and there's 4 stalls and 6 urinals. Here's the bathroom setup: Stall 1 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Urinal 1 Stall 2 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Urinal 2 Stall 3 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -...
GayThere are three things you have to know about us for this story.One is that I am kind of big; not fat, but barrel-chested big. Folks call me a bowling ball; I am 5'8" but I weigh about 210 pounds with a barrel chest (almost a "medical condition") that is a genetic gift of my ancestors - both grandfathers showed the same look at my age. I'm in my 30's, but I can beat my high school weight lifting records, which still stand. I am not a weightlifter, but I keep fit. The second thing is that my...
I woke up and saw the morning light filtering through the curtains. An arm lay across my side. I was laying on my side and turned to look back at my companion. He was still asleep, his youthful features innocent in sleep. I grinned and eased out from under his arm. I rolled out of the full-sized bed that my big recreational vehicle's bedroom held and stood up. My cock was semi-rigid with the need to piss. I was stark naked as I padded quietly from the small bedroom, down the short hall to the...
So nearly every night of the week, after it is late, i go down to the truck stop. I had been doing this for quite sometime but i had never encountered anyone who was interested. My routine was to simply go and sit in the bathroom and wait. This night however was different. I had never even been with a man yet, but i wanted to badly. I was doing my usual thing, just waiting in the stall when i heard two men come in. They sounded like very rugged men, and reaked of cigarettes and gasoline. At...
GayNOT ALWAYS A BRIDESMAID A story by Satinmaid (satinmaid@y...) under direction from Mistress Lisa (lisa_simmonds2000@y...). Part 1 - Bridesmaid I had known Jackie for far too long, almost twenty years since we were kids in fact. I don't really mean 'far too long' - as we were best friends and had been for most of that 20 years. We were so close that I probably knew she was a lesbian at about the same time she realised. It had annoyed me at first because I did fancy...
My heartfelt thanks To Annabelle Brito for reviewing and helping me to edit the story. Without her suggestions, the story would not be nearly as readable. Her help was invaluable. I welcome all comments, both positive and negative and encourage anyone who reads the story to provide feedback. If you don't like it or any part of it, please tell me why. I hope you all enjoy the story. I Was a Boy Bridesmaid I never knew my Mom. She left my dad and me when I was 3 and I...
Next morning Tony awoke to a sort of orderly confusion. Debbie had left his bed sometime earlier, he showered and dressed and went down to the kitchen for Breakfast, but Debbie looking quite bleary eyed after her late night with him sent him back to his room to change into civvies. She followed him, to help him select suitable clothes, which was a bad move because it took quite a long time to complete the task. She was amazed at his stamina and he at her enthusiasm, and it was with great...
Thunderstruck by Arcie Emm They had not been completely sober, Alex the Dropout having snuck them a twelve-pack in exchange for a six-pack of his own, when the idea had come up. And though nobody remembered exactly whose idea it was, each remembered that Dylan had drunkenly agreed to it. The next day, after sobering up, it had not taken him long to realize the idiocy of the idea. Therefore, he spent the next week protesting that there was no way that he was going to follow through....
I was 18 when I fell in love with my best friend. His name was Tony and we’d known each other since we were 5. And I wanted him from the first moment I met him. Yes, at five I knew what sex was, and it took me 13 years to get it. Every Friday night my dad would go bowling, and every Friday night from the time I was thirteen I would sneak off somewhere, so that we could make out. But once I turned 18, everything changed. One Friday we were coming back from my Uncle Dale’s house, and my parents...
I was 18 when I fell in love with my best friend. His name was Tony and we'd known each other since we were 5. And I wanted him from the first moment I met him. Yes, at five I knew what sex was, and it took me 13 years to get it. Every Friday night my dad would go bowling, and every Friday night from the time I was thirteen I would sneak off somewhere, so that we could make out. But once I turned 18, everything changed. One Friday we were coming back from my Uncle Dale's house, and my parents...
The Conscripted Bridesmaid What would you do if you were threatened with disclosure of your covert crossdressing activity? How far would you go to keep it secret? Especially if it involved crossdressing in public! Well, I yielded, and it had a lasting effect on my life. Background My real name is Alan, but to my family and close friends, I've always been called "Ali," an abbreviated version, an acquired childish name that never left me. "Sis," as I refer to her, is my older...
Note: ——I am NOT the author!so plz Don't ask me about part two,am simply sharing THE BRIDESMAIDS by lesley_taraIntroduction: The idea for this story came to me whilst watching on television the British royal wedding in April 2011, and seeing Pippa Middleton’s sexy ass so gloriously showcased in her stunning bridesmaid’s dress. If you have read my true story ‘What Turns Me On’, you will know what a trim and jutting female butt does for me! As always, the story is entirely fiction, and any...
"You'll be sitting at the bridesmaid's table today, dear." "Why won't I be sitting with you?" "How dare you question me like this. I want you at the bridesmaid's table and don't ever question my authority again. I'll sit you wherever I damn well please. I want to sit with some real men. Not some fucking little pantywaist like you. I don't know why I'm explaining this to you. You have much more in common with the bridesmaids then you have with any of the men sitting at 'our' table....
She looked so delightful in her pale pink satin bridesmaid’s dress, its tightly-fitted cut highlighting the budding curves of her slender sixteen-and-a-half year old body – her small pert breasts, her slim waist, her trim hips and her cute bubble-butt. Helen was a very pretty and attractive teenager even in her everyday jeans and T-shirts; in this classically-simple and elegantly-shaped sheath of satin, she looked absolutely eatable – and I had plans to do just that. We two had been the...
Trucker’s AwakeningBy: Londebaaz Chohan Kuldeep Singh was truly startled by such sexy female voice on the other end of the phone; asking him; If he was alone at that time. He hesitated a little, not knowing, what was going on; who was calling or what the shit was all about but then he calmly answered that yes, he was alone. Now the same, very musical voice asked, if he could help her. That was not easy to answer but by now, he was also in a mood to play the game, if it were a set up or a game...
I have decided to visit my friend in Canada. As I cross the border into Canada I give a holler to my trucker friend letting him know Iam a four hour drive from him . As I am nearing his home town my phone buzzes I have a message markedurgent ,I pull off the road to read my message it seems my trucker isin a bit of trouble and needs my help this time . I call asking what I can do he preceded to tell me he is stuck out at duck pond ,giggling I remember this is where we first met he tells me to...
Suzy and I kept in touch by email for the next month or so and finally I got another delivery to Albuquerque. I let Suzy know when I was going to be there and we made a date to meet at the same bar across from the truck stop. I violated several speed limits for a couple of days so I could get to Albuquerque ahead of schedule to have time enough for a nice evening with Suzy. I offered to get a motel room for us so we could be more comfortable but she said, “No, I really like your truck. And, I...
Straight SexThe Lovely Bridesmaid by Cindy Seranade I had always been close to my older sister Suzy - we shared secrets about her boyfriends, and used to play together as we grew up. She laughed that I was more like a sister than an awful brother. When she brought her girlfriends home from school they would always involve me in their games, and later in their discussions. She even invited me to a slumber party once, although I of course went in my pyjamas. They took fun out of them though because they...