I'm glad I know nothing about cars!
I must be watching too much Eddie Stobart I think but I keep having this recurring fantasy about being fucked in a truck by, of course a complete stranger!
My latest is that I am driving home from a meeting, the motorway is shut and so I am relying on the sat nav to help me find a way around the traffic.
The car has been sitting for a while in the traffic until I got to the exit and could turn off and so smelt quite hot. As I turn along a quiet road, it starts to make an odd sound and a light came up on the dashboard, âgreat I thoughtâ I was miles from anywhere and it was getting dark!
Ahead I see a lay-by and I pull in to ring my other half for advice. The evening just gets better as when I look at the phone I have no signal â the air turns blue as I wonder what to do. I guess Iâll just have to wait, see if the light goes off as the engine cools!
I look around; I hadnât noticed a truck further along the lay-by when I pulled over in panic. A man gets out, notices the car but carries on doing things, Iâm guessing to secure the truck. He looks ok and I wonder whether to ask his advice?
He notices me and comes over âare you ok?â
I let my window down a little bit and tell him whatâs happened. âOh ok, I did think it was strange to see someone here, usually itâs just us guys and the occasional dogger!â
He looked worried about what heâd said but I just laughed and said âreally, wasnât sure if that actually happened?â
He smiled and I told him what had happened âwant me to have a look? It might be something I can help with or at least I can make you a cuppa if you have to wait for someone to come and help.â
I hesitated for a minute but what choice did I have? He seemed ok and as if to reassure me he told me his name and chatted a little bit about his company and where he was going. I recognised the company name and so I figured as long as he didnât murder me, I could track him down in the event of his doing anything else. His offer was kind, I had no other option and so I accepted.
He told me to pop the bonnet to let the car cool and he sat in to look at the light on the dash. He was very chatty and a little flirty and before long was laughing as he explained to me that the noise had simply been the fan kicking in to cool the engine and the light was just to tell me the car was due a service!
I felt such an idiot but he reassured me that it was a simple mistake to make if the car was still new to me, as Iâd mentioned. He talked about how clever cars were these days and how they could practically tell you what they needed â saying how great it would be if we could tell each other when we needed servicing! I laughed, he was cheeky but I was up for a flirt now I knew the car was ok.
He asked me if I wanted a drink to help me calm down a bit. I joked about a G&T but he said he could only offer tea, coffee or maybe a Coke â I accepted the offer of a coffee and soon found myself being invited into his cab.
Hmmm, I thought, I had always been curious about what they were like but wondered how I was going to get into it in a pencil skirt and 3ââ heels? As if reading my mind he said âI can always bring the coffee outâ
âMight be a good ideaâ I replied but saying itâs a shame because I was curious how he could live in such a small space.
We chatted as we drank our coffee, heâd put a blanket down so we could sit in the last rays of the sun and chat. He was nice and made me laugh and soon we were in flirting overdrive. He told me more about his adventures on the road (as he called them), more about dogging â it was an education and eventually I relaxed and asking to look inside the truck!
His stories of his experiences had made me horny â well Iâd been away for 3 days with no cock and maybe it was time I experienced a little bit of the fun he was talking about. I assumed if I played it right, he would have no objections to showing me the ropes.
He helped me up into the truck, Iâd lifted my skirt to be able to climb and heâd boosted my ass to lift me up. I was quite surprised how homely it was asI sat in the seat, skirt still lifted higher than it needed to be, not that he was complaining!
Talk soon turned to how many women heâd entertained in his truck but he admitted that really he liked to fuck outdoors, saying it felt naughtier. I just smiled and said âthat sounds goodâ
He began to slide his hand over my stockings, getting a little higher each time until he was on the flesh between my stocking and my pusssy. I shifted in my seat to let him caress the satin covering my crotch, whilst I unbuttoned my blouse and rubbed my tits through my bra. I kept his gaze as he looked at me; almost unsure whether this was happening but I moved and opened my legs so he had no doubt, I wanted him to finger my now very wet pussy.
He slid my knicks to one side and rubbed along my smooth slit âmmm, smooth, very niceâ I thanked him and invited him to see if I felt as good inside. I moved my leg again, parting my pussy lips and resting my foot on his bulging crotch.
He slid his fingers into me and parted my lips, brushing my clit and spreading my wetness along my flesh âfuck, you are so wet, I could slide right into you!â
I smiled âmmmm but youâre not going to are you, I want you to finger me hard, make me come and then lick up my juices.â
âI always like to help a damsel in distress, in any way I can!â
As I stroked his cock with my foot he slid finger after finger in to me, stretching me until he ran out of fingers and began fucking me slowly, then speeding me up until my juices were dripping from me. A squelching sound filled the cab, as he began to fuck me harder, his fingers pushing deeper in to me with every push. I cried out, on the verge of an orgasm and he stopped, pulled his hand from my gaping hole and licked his fingers clean.
âMmmm nothing tastes as good a womanâs juicesâ
I lay against the door of the cab gasping; my pussy was twitching as I watched him enjoying my taste. I then slipped my skirt and knicks off to give him better access to make an orgasm rip through me.
I relaxed back and rubbed my clit for him, keeping myself wet and ready for his next move. He didnât disappoint, sliding his fingers back into me, gently thrusting them in to my hole until he had worked his fist up in to my pussy and rubbing a knuckle over my G-spot.
He took things very slowly from then building immense sensation into every move, grasping at my nipples and telling me what a slut I was for letting a stranger touch me like this.
I loved it! I was so turned on and it wasnât too long before I felt the heat of orgasm rise from my pussy through my body and release itself all over his hand.
âMmm let me taste thatâ he said as the juices I had squirted leaked around his hand.
He tongued every inch of my hole and drank everything my pussy had to offer, making me come again, with his face hard against my clit.
Hmmmm I needed his cock in me but first I hand to make sure he was as big and hard as he could be to fill me up!
To be continued . . . . . . .
My latest is that I am driving home from a meeting, the motorway is shut and so I am relying on the sat nav to help me find a way around the traffic.
The car has been sitting for a while in the traffic until I got to the exit and could turn off and so smelt quite hot. As I turn along a quiet road, it starts to make an odd sound and a light came up on the dashboard, âgreat I thoughtâ I was miles from anywhere and it was getting dark!
Ahead I see a lay-by and I pull in to ring my other half for advice. The evening just gets better as when I look at the phone I have no signal â the air turns blue as I wonder what to do. I guess Iâll just have to wait, see if the light goes off as the engine cools!
I look around; I hadnât noticed a truck further along the lay-by when I pulled over in panic. A man gets out, notices the car but carries on doing things, Iâm guessing to secure the truck. He looks ok and I wonder whether to ask his advice?
He notices me and comes over âare you ok?â
I let my window down a little bit and tell him whatâs happened. âOh ok, I did think it was strange to see someone here, usually itâs just us guys and the occasional dogger!â
He looked worried about what heâd said but I just laughed and said âreally, wasnât sure if that actually happened?â
He smiled and I told him what had happened âwant me to have a look? It might be something I can help with or at least I can make you a cuppa if you have to wait for someone to come and help.â
I hesitated for a minute but what choice did I have? He seemed ok and as if to reassure me he told me his name and chatted a little bit about his company and where he was going. I recognised the company name and so I figured as long as he didnât murder me, I could track him down in the event of his doing anything else. His offer was kind, I had no other option and so I accepted.
He told me to pop the bonnet to let the car cool and he sat in to look at the light on the dash. He was very chatty and a little flirty and before long was laughing as he explained to me that the noise had simply been the fan kicking in to cool the engine and the light was just to tell me the car was due a service!
I felt such an idiot but he reassured me that it was a simple mistake to make if the car was still new to me, as Iâd mentioned. He talked about how clever cars were these days and how they could practically tell you what they needed â saying how great it would be if we could tell each other when we needed servicing! I laughed, he was cheeky but I was up for a flirt now I knew the car was ok.
He asked me if I wanted a drink to help me calm down a bit. I joked about a G&T but he said he could only offer tea, coffee or maybe a Coke â I accepted the offer of a coffee and soon found myself being invited into his cab.
Hmmm, I thought, I had always been curious about what they were like but wondered how I was going to get into it in a pencil skirt and 3ââ heels? As if reading my mind he said âI can always bring the coffee outâ
âMight be a good ideaâ I replied but saying itâs a shame because I was curious how he could live in such a small space.
We chatted as we drank our coffee, heâd put a blanket down so we could sit in the last rays of the sun and chat. He was nice and made me laugh and soon we were in flirting overdrive. He told me more about his adventures on the road (as he called them), more about dogging â it was an education and eventually I relaxed and asking to look inside the truck!
His stories of his experiences had made me horny â well Iâd been away for 3 days with no cock and maybe it was time I experienced a little bit of the fun he was talking about. I assumed if I played it right, he would have no objections to showing me the ropes.
He helped me up into the truck, Iâd lifted my skirt to be able to climb and heâd boosted my ass to lift me up. I was quite surprised how homely it was asI sat in the seat, skirt still lifted higher than it needed to be, not that he was complaining!
Talk soon turned to how many women heâd entertained in his truck but he admitted that really he liked to fuck outdoors, saying it felt naughtier. I just smiled and said âthat sounds goodâ
He began to slide his hand over my stockings, getting a little higher each time until he was on the flesh between my stocking and my pusssy. I shifted in my seat to let him caress the satin covering my crotch, whilst I unbuttoned my blouse and rubbed my tits through my bra. I kept his gaze as he looked at me; almost unsure whether this was happening but I moved and opened my legs so he had no doubt, I wanted him to finger my now very wet pussy.
He slid my knicks to one side and rubbed along my smooth slit âmmm, smooth, very niceâ I thanked him and invited him to see if I felt as good inside. I moved my leg again, parting my pussy lips and resting my foot on his bulging crotch.
He slid his fingers into me and parted my lips, brushing my clit and spreading my wetness along my flesh âfuck, you are so wet, I could slide right into you!â
I smiled âmmmm but youâre not going to are you, I want you to finger me hard, make me come and then lick up my juices.â
âI always like to help a damsel in distress, in any way I can!â
As I stroked his cock with my foot he slid finger after finger in to me, stretching me until he ran out of fingers and began fucking me slowly, then speeding me up until my juices were dripping from me. A squelching sound filled the cab, as he began to fuck me harder, his fingers pushing deeper in to me with every push. I cried out, on the verge of an orgasm and he stopped, pulled his hand from my gaping hole and licked his fingers clean.
âMmmm nothing tastes as good a womanâs juicesâ
I lay against the door of the cab gasping; my pussy was twitching as I watched him enjoying my taste. I then slipped my skirt and knicks off to give him better access to make an orgasm rip through me.
I relaxed back and rubbed my clit for him, keeping myself wet and ready for his next move. He didnât disappoint, sliding his fingers back into me, gently thrusting them in to my hole until he had worked his fist up in to my pussy and rubbing a knuckle over my G-spot.
He took things very slowly from then building immense sensation into every move, grasping at my nipples and telling me what a slut I was for letting a stranger touch me like this.
I loved it! I was so turned on and it wasnât too long before I felt the heat of orgasm rise from my pussy through my body and release itself all over his hand.
âMmm let me taste thatâ he said as the juices I had squirted leaked around his hand.
He tongued every inch of my hole and drank everything my pussy had to offer, making me come again, with his face hard against my clit.
Hmmmm I needed his cock in me but first I hand to make sure he was as big and hard as he could be to fill me up!
To be continued . . . . . . .
11 years ago
