Exploits With a Trucker - Sex Stories

Exploits With a Trucker

We had talked on and off for a couple of months via Lush but I honestly did not think it would go any further than that. Then the day came that he messaged me and told me he was going to be in the area and he was wondering if I would like to meet up. My first thought was hell yeah! But I had to curb my enthusiasm and tell him that I would have to talk to my husband and make sure that all was good on my end before agreeing. He seemed patient with that and after talking to my husband, I messaged and told him sure, I would love to meet up. He told me that he was a couple of hours out, so I had some time to prepare for meeting him. The privilege of meeting up with a truck driver is that we really did not have to discuss a meeting place aside from an exit number, which we decided would be exit 93. This is the place where I say that I grew up around trucks and I have always had a fantasy of fucking in one. Whether he was aware of it or not he was going to make that fantasy come true. It turned out that would not be the only fantasy fulfilled that day. I dressed in a cute black dress and flats as I did not want to struggle climbing in or out of his truck. I waited, excited when I got the message that he was close; I got in my pickup and drove to our designated meeting place. It took me about fifteen minutes to get to my destination and he had already arrived by the time I got there. I parked my pick up beside his truck and got out. I walked over to his truck, where the door was ...

... open and looked up at him. He was standing in the bunk and as he stuck his head around the seat he told me to climb on up. I sat on my knees in his driver’s seat facing the bunk for a moment before he told me to move on back. I moved to the edge of the bed where he joined me, propping my foot on the edge, my dress riding up revealing that I had no panties on. When he looked over at me and realized I was wearing nothing beneath the dress his hand immediately went to my crotch. He had told me early in the day not to shave and he made the comment that it had been a long time since he had seen a hairy pussy. I blushed as his fingers stroked my pussy, finding that I was already wet. I am not sure what I was expecting, but his finger sliding down my pussy and to my ass, was not it. Not that I did not enjoy it, because, I did. I moved back, laying against the wall of the bunk watching him and enjoying the feelings he was causing when he got up and took off all of his clothes. He climbed onto the bed and told me to suck his cock. I moved onto my knees to do as he said. He lay back on the bed, which was a more comfortable, I moved between his legs instead, moving my tongue over the head of his cock before taking him into my mouth. I must admit to being a little unsure of whether or not I could take all of him, he was much bigger than any of the previous guys whose cocks I had sucked. But when his hands made their way into my hair and gently pushed my head down, forcing me to take more of ...