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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I can feel the engine brake kick in as I ease off the motorway. I look up anxiously at my tacho. I’ve 7 minutes left in which to park up. I’ve cut it far too fine, but at this time in the evening it’s difficult to get a spot in a services. I’ll have to head for a lay-by. Any lay-by. I pull left as the lights change. There must be something down here? I pass a row of shops. This isn’t looking good. By now I’m starting to go back on myself. Three minutes. Fuck. I can’t get another infringement.
I look at the sat nav and see what looks like a deep lay-by ahead. I pull in a bit too quickly and bump over the curb. One minute. I press to eject my card. Day over, and just in time.
I jump out of the truck and head for a piss. There’s no other trucks. Hmmm. That’s not good. There is, however a sign saying about load theft from lorries. That means I could well lose my fuel too. I’ve only got bricks on so I open the back doors. If you can nick those, good luck!
I jump back in the cab, pull my curtains and put some food in the microwave. As I’m waiting for the ping, I start to feel my cock through my trousers. I’m not sure if I feel to tired to be horny or not. I resolve to have a lazy wank whilst watching a bit of porn.
I’m laying on the bed watching a delightfully chubby girl lowering herself onto a huge cock. The sounds are fake as anything, but I’m gently pulling my cock to it. I just want to cum and then sleep. I watch the guy cum, but to be honest my mind isn’t on it and my cock slowly subsides. It’s getting really late and I need to sleep. I pull my shorts and T-shirt on and hop out for a final piss. It’s warm and threatens to be an uncomfortable night.
I open the door and as I do so, I hear a ‘sssshhhhh’. Oh, for fuck sake. Someone’s in the back. I’m not paid to be a security guard and debate just getting in the cab, locking the door and ignoring. But I can’t. Instead, I open the door, climb up the steps so as it rocks and then gently step down, taking hold of the small crowbar by my seat. I wait. And I wait.
After a few minutes, I hear a giggle, followed by a ‘ssshhh!’ and what sounds like a slap and a ‘mmmmm’. Cheeky fuckers! In the back of my truck!!!
I peer round the back and I see a woman bent over the bricks. The guy behind is slowly fucking her. My eyes are adjusting and I can start to make out details. Her short skirt is tartan and pulled up, the knickers white, pulled to the side. I can’t see how old she is as her face is on the bricks. She’s slender, with long legs, accentuated by the sky high red heels. He’s large build and sweating. He’s rough with her but she doesn’t seem to mind.
I’m rock hard and I start to feel myself. I don’t want to make a sound unless I disturb them and my free show is over. He’s grunting as he fucks her and she squeals. I now have my cock out and I’m enjoying the feeling of my hand running over my glands. I won’t last long. I’m can feel that familiar build up. That heat as you build to orgasm.
I’m one or two strokes off, when I’m suddenly framed by car lights which just as quickly switch off. Please don’t say it’s the Old Bill. The car cruises to a quiet stop. My hardness has subsided but the my ‘guests’ appear not have noticed.
A guy gets out, looks at me and deftly jumps into the back of the truck. He unzips, feeds his cock into her mouth and she greedily takes it. I haven’t quite recovered my hardness, but I’m transfixed. The pace picks up and I hear the new guy moan. He stiffens, forces her head into his cock and cums loudly. Without a word he pulls out, zips up and leaves, passing me glance as he jumps down.
The man behind mechanically carries on fucking. The atmosphere has changed. It’s no longer erotic and he pulls out. He checks his phone, typed something and then slaps her arse. The sound was harsh and she yelped, but there didn’t seem any affection of enjoyment. I think it hurt her.
I’ve moved across the road so as I can’t be seen. Another car pulls up and a thickset man jumps out, struggles to climb up and finally gets in the trailer. I could have told him there’s some pull out steps, but for some reason I felt like I didn’t like him!
He sits on the bricks and gets his cock out. He’s not hard and she tries to make him so. Her partner tells her to suck him. She gets on her knees and tries. Fatty is obviously struggling to get hard. Words are exchanged and after a few minutes of Fatty trying to get hard, he leaves.
An argument ensues and I can hear her saying ‘no’. Next thing, he slaps her hard around the face. She falls and he jumps down from the trailer, walking off smartly. I can hear sobs. I jump into the back of the trailer and go to her.
‘You ok?’ I ask. What a dumb question.
‘Has he gone?’ ‘Yes’ I reply. ‘I need to get home’ she says.
She’s shivering and seems a little shocked. I’m still horny as fuck and wonder whether to push my luck. The devil and angel in my head are debating! The angel wins out.
‘Would you like a cup of tea?’ She nods. ‘It’s in the cab. Is that ok?’ Again she nods. I help her down and we head to the cab. I can’t help looking at her gorgeous arse as she clambers up, still in those red, high heels.
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