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Songs of the Trucker Babe
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All About That Bass (Blog Description)
Posted:Apr 19, 2016 9:15 am
Last Updated:Nov 14, 2021 6:41 am
Since my blog description keeps vanishing up above...

Hello and welcome to my blog, Songs of the Trucker Babe!

I am Jess, The Trucker Babe, and I am the primary author of the posts you see here. You may also see my handsome man and soul mate, Joey, stop by to give his insight on things from time to time.

My blog entries are essentially a playlist that has been inspired by my adventures on and off the road.

My posts are named after popular songs in various genres of music. This reflects the variety of topics I write about. I tend to write about a little of this and a lot of that. It really just depends on what inspired me to write at the time.

Thank you for taking a look at my blog! If you like what you see, please feel free to comment and become a watcher!

For even more fun, follow me and my sexy sisters of blogging in our group: Sister Blogger Society.

Keep on truckin!

My Ding-A-Ling
Posted:May 17, 2019 6:14 am
Last Updated:Nov 14, 2021 6:41 am

This is Joey and I have a pole... Uh shit... A poll about a cat. I guess he's a pollcat. If there is such a word. (I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed.)

So here's Freckles the Trucker Cat again and Jess totally sees a heart on his belly. Godammit, I see a fuckin' cock and balls! What do you guys and gals see? Am I a perv like Jess says or am I spot on with the ding-dong?

Yours Truly,

Freddy Fenderbender aka Joey the Cheesy Sleezy

PS: You can see the picture in the first comment below.

PPS: I spoke. Jess wrote. Cuz I'm a lazy fucker.

I'm with Joe, I see a C&B!
I agree with Jess, I see a heart!
I'm just a dumbass, I don't see shit!
6 Comments , 17 votes
Little T & A
Posted:Mar 1, 2019 12:35 am
Last Updated:Nov 14, 2021 3:45 pm

Every guy loves a little T & A!

But 99.9% of the guys I have encountered over the years usually tend to appreciate one more than the other.

Yes, even the guys that claim that they prefer the whole package tend to have a preference.

A woman can usually tell as he explores the topography of her body and he focuses more of his time and attention on one particular region more than the other.

And yes, we can also tell by the type of porn he prefers to watch.

Some men are huge fans of breasts, while others go bonkers for booties.


So, tell me...

Which do you prefer?

Tits? Or ass?


And for the ladies...

Which do you think is your better feature?


When I was younger, my breasts were incredible. Unfortunately, age, motherhood, and gravity have all taken their toll on my breasts. Don't get me wrong, they're still great. They just aren't as nice as they used to be.

My ass, it seems, has only gotten better over the years and I consider that to be my best feature!

Hooray for boobies of all shapes and sizes! Woohoo!
I like big (or small... or medium) butts and I cannot lie!
16 Comments , 163 votes
Bright Lights, Bigger City
Posted:Dec 9, 2018 8:09 pm
Last Updated:Nov 7, 2021 12:32 am
Joey and I have had our share of experiences going in and coming back out of New York City. Navigating our way around The Big Apple is never an easy task, but we have managed to successfully do just that several times now.

Whether we are delivering brand new store fixtures to the Louis Vuitton store at the corner of 57th Street and 5th Avenue...





...Or picking up a load out on Long Island in Amityville, NY, we have never failed to get the job done! It may not have been easy, but we are always up for any challenge that gets thrown our way.

And that is why we didn't even bat an eyelash when we accepted a load delivering in Jamaica, NY, just around the corner from JFK airport. There's always a catch going into NYC and this load was no different. Due to the hazardous freight that we would be hauling, we had to make arrangements to have two FDNY firetrucks meet us at the Port of Entry building by the toll booths at the George Washington Bridge.

We arrived at the designated rendezvous point and I called the Manhattan FDNY dispatch office, while Joey took all of our paperwork to check in with the Port Authority. The firetrucks arrived and the Port Officer cleared us to cross into NYC.

I actually felt excited to begin our escorted adventure!

The firetruck that would be following us turned on his whoopee lights and blocked off the tollbooth traffic behind us, giving us an open lane to pull into. The firetruck in front of us also put his whoopee lights on and he waited at the entrance to the bridge until all of the vehicles in front of us had cleared.

Talk about a first for both Joey and myself!

Aside from our , we had our side of the George Washington Bridge entirely to ourselves as we crossed over into Manhattan!




Our route took us through two tunnels as we crossed into The Bronx where we caught I-295 south to Long Island. We crossed over the Throgs Neck Bridge and merged onto I-495 west.



Two miles later, we merged onto I-678 south towards JFK International Airport. We took the last exit on I-678. The morning rush was starting as traffic was already starting to back up onto the exit!

We eventually made it off the exit ramp and navigated our way through the maze of narrow streets until we finally arrived, safe and sound, at the correct delivery location. Once we had been directed into the secured parking area to wait our turn to get unloaded, our FDNY officially parted ways with us.

I cannot thank the FDNY enough for ensuring our safe and timely arrival to our delivery location! Those guys were awesome!

It took us about four hours to get unloaded and we were free to go on our merry way. We were already pre-planned to pick up a load 23 miles away in good ol' Amityville, so off we went to pick up our next adventure!

The Christmas Song (48th Virtual Symposium)
Posted:Dec 2, 2018 5:43 am
Last Updated:Sep 7, 2020 9:18 pm

There's white stuff everywhere and whispers of snowballing are in the air. Not to mention, some rotund guy in a red fuzzy suit is finalizing his plans for his annual worldwide breaking and entering spree!

Tis the season to be naughty!

And in the spirit of naughtiness, I going to be blatantly disregarding the one rule that I was supposed to follow when making my contribution to the 48th Virtual Symposium.

That's right, I freely admit that these crass Christmas carols are not of my own original composition. I simply learned them here and there in my adventures over the . But... I pretty darned certain that 99% of my readers have never heard these particularly naughty remixes of some -school Christmas classics!

I hope that the lovely pocogato12 can forgive me for my indiscretions on here todat and I also hope that everyone reading this enjoys my original, unoriginality!

Also- Be sure to check out the rest of the Blogland Holiday Playlist here: #48 December LINK for Song Compositions


Jingle Bells
No! Wait a sec...
Those aren't bells!
"Jingle Balls"

Dashing round the block,
Not wearing any dacks!
With one hand on your cock,
To give your balls more slack!

Bouncing up and down,
As you're running to and fro,
You'll jingle with your genitals,
Wherever you may go!

Jingle balls, jingle balls,
Jingle all the way!
Oh what fun it is to run,
Around naked in this way!

Jingle balls, jingle balls,
Jingle all the way!
Oh what fun it is to run,
Around naked Christmas Day!


Let It Snow, Part 1
The Men's Version
"Give It A Blow!"

Well, the weather outside is frightful,
But his dick is so delightful!
If you really wanna see it grow...
Give it a blow!
Give it a blow!
Give it a blow!


Let It Snow, Part 2
For the Ladies
"Give Her The Bone!"

Well, the weather outside is frightful,
But her clit is so delightful!
If you really wanna hear her moan,
Give her the bone!
Give her the bone!
Give her the bone!


Walking In A Winter Wonderland
With a twist!
"Walkin' Round In Womens' Underwear"

Lacy things, the wife is missin'. 
Didn't ask for her permission. 
wearin her clothes!
Silk pantyhose!
Walkin' round in womens' underwear.

In the store, there's a teddy.
With little straps, like spaghetti.
It holds me so tight!
Like handcuffs at night!
Walkin' round in womens' underwear.

In the office there's a guy named Melvin.
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown.
He'll say, "Are you ready?"
I'll say, "Whoa, man!"
"Let's wait until the wife is out of town!"

Later on, if you wanna, 
We can dress like Madonna!
Put on some eye shade,
And join the parade!
Walkin' round in womens' underwear.

Lacy things the wife is missin', 
Didn't ask her permission, 
wearin' her clothes,
Silk panty hose!

Walkin' round in womens' underwear.
Walkin' round in womens' underwear.
Walkin' round in womens' underwear.


Yes... I have been a very naughty little girl this year and the only thing Santa is going to give me is a jolly spanking until my cheeks are as rosy as his!

Merry Christmas, Blogland!

♡Jess: The Naughty Trucker Babe

Pulling Teeth (Which Is Worse?)
Posted:Dec 2, 2018 3:57 am
Last Updated:Nov 17, 2020 4:43 am

Pain vs The Ick Factor: Which is worse?


Let's start with pain...

One of the first things I learned in Blowjob Etiquette 101 was that teeth and dicks do not get along nicely at all. In fact, I think there's even a little satire country song out there somewhere titled, "Don't Bite The Dick That Fucks You." Google it. I'm sure that song is out there somewhere. According to Urban Dictionary, the act of chomping down and/or chewing on a cock called "Shark Head." Ouch!


And now, let's talk about the ick factor...

I was perusing some of the older blog posts earlier and I stumbled upon the subject of "Hummer Gummers." I noticed that in the comments on that post, a lot of people were either weirded out or grossed out by the thought of Granny removing her teeth before slobbing on Pappy's knob.

In fact, most of the grossed out comments came from the guys! I have to admit that this surprised me a bit. One would think that the guaranteed lack of tooth to tallywacker contact would be one less potential hazard to worry about for a guy getting head. Am I wrong here?


So here is my question to the guys here in Blogland...

Would it be worse to be on the receiving end of some painful "Shark Head?"


Is it worse to be the grossed out recipient of Granny's "Hummer Gummer?"

Inquiring minds would like to know! So, please share your opinions below!

Pain is worse!
The Ick Factor is worse!
5 Comments , 27 votes
The Old Laughing Lady
Posted:Nov 6, 2018 12:44 am
Last Updated:May 2, 2019 8:58 am
Grannies Gone Wild!



Jane and Arlene are standing outside their nursing home, having a drink and a smoke, when it starts to rain. Jane pulls out a condom, cuts off the end, puts it over her cigarette, and continues smoking.

Arlene: "What in the hell is that?"

Jane: "A condom. This way my cigarette doesn't get wet."

Arlene: "Where did you get it?"

Jane: "You get 'em at the pharmacy!"

The next day, Arlene hobbles herself into the local pharmacy and
announces to the pharmacist that she needs a box of condoms.

The pharmacist, obviously embarrassed, looks at her kind of strangely (she's well into her 80's!), but very delicately asks what size, texture, brand of condom she prefers.

"Doesn't matter Sonny, as long as it fits on a Camel."

The pharmacist fainted.

What Did I Do?
Posted:Oct 20, 2018 12:29 am
Last Updated:Nov 7, 2021 9:37 pm

Inquiring minds have been wanting to know!

Last week, I posted a poll asking you, my sexy Blogland readers and followers this question: What Would You Do

Of the three choices, 'Grab a toy and head up front. May as well give Joey a show.' won by a landslide! You naughty bunch of voyeurs, you!

I love that shiizz!


Is that what I actually ended up doing? Or did I snap one off all by my lonesome? Or did I wait until I could thoroughly enjoy my lover?


What did I do?


Good things come to those who wait...

Too bad my patience was all but gone.

So I got out my lovely little toy box and selected my glass dildo. And I teased myself. Over and 0ver again, I edged. When I got to close, I would stop for a little while and then I'd tease myself again.

My clit was swollen and throbbing. My lips were puffy and engorged. My pussy was sopping wet and I felt an ache, deep inside my body. I longed for pleasure, but I wanted it from him.

I wanted him to see how aroused I was. I wanted to give him his own private show. But I knew that if I were to show him my desires, I would end up sending myself over the edge.

I knew that he would stroke his cock as he watched my toy slowly sliding in and out of my wetness. He would study my every movement, how I teased my clit with the cold, glass tip of my toy. How I would concentrate on my g-spot until I couldn't take it anymore and force myself to stop.

I wonder if he could have seen my clit throbbing as my body screamed for that oh so pleasurable release?

I will have to find out the answer to that question.


I teased my insatiable little cunt into submission for two days straight. I woke up in the mornings, aching with an insatiable hunger for the pleasure only he can give me. And I went to bed those nights, frustrated by my overwhelming desire to feel him sliding ever-so-slowly and deeply inside of me.

Two days of driving had seemed like an eternity to me, when we finally made our arrival in Seattle. The freight that was unloaded from our truck would not be the only hot load that got delivered that day. I was far too eager to accept a special delivery from my lover.

But, I had to wait just a little while longer.

Our truck was in need of some repairs. We ended up waiting for six agonizing hours for the repairs to be finished and then we finally made our way to the truck stop to park for the night.

My lover must have sensed the overwhelming rush of lust that instantly washed over my entire body, the moment I knew that our bodies could finally become one. All of my pent up desires had literally flooded my tight, eager hole and my panties were instantly soaked by my own wetness.

I removed my ruined satin panties and tossed them aside and got into our bed. I leaned back against the pillows and spread my legs open, offering myself to him. I wanted him to take me right then and there. I wanted him to use my entire body, in any way that he wanted, for his own pleasure.

I needed him to fill up my ravenous and greedy little fuck hole.

I needed him... NOW!

At that moment, he needed me too.

It was carnal and animalistic yet sensual and loving. His need to feel my wetness surrounding him matched my need to feel him buried within me. He lunged towards me, like a wolf hunting its prey, and kissed me passionately. His hands grasped my hips and pulled me closer to him. He wrapped his arms around me and held me for a moment, breathing in the scent of my hair.

A moment later, I was on my belly and he was positioning himself behind me. I closed my eyes because all I wanted to do at that very moment was feel his every slight movement or touch. My senses were heightened and my entire body was sensitive to his touch.

A mere brush of his hand sent ripples of electricity coursing throughout my entire body until I was trembling with anticipation, as I longed for his very next touch. I could feel my pussy opening up until it was gaping and ready for him.

I gasped when he buried the entire length of his manhood deep inside my pussy in a single swift stroke. He did not move a muscle after he filled my hungry little hole. I kept still, impaled on his cock. He shifted his hips slightly, somehow driving himself even deeper within me. I felt my pussy begin trembling around his rock hard member. He wasn't even moving and I was already about to cum on his incredible cock.

He started grinding against me in a slow, circular motion as he kept his cock buried within me. I felt myself losing control as each movement put the perfect amount of pressure on the perfect spot within my pleasure zone. My entire body began to quiver as my pussy tightened around his thick shaft. It took every ounce of my willpower to hold back my orgasm at that moment, but I wanted more.

"Please..." I begged breathlessly. "Please... Fuck me hard and fast."

"You want me to fuck you right now?" He teased. "Is that what you want, baby?"

"Yes... Please?" I begged.

"Okay, baby," he responded. "I'll fuck you now."

And oh my goodness, did he ever fuck me!

And deep...

Until I couldn't control myself another moment more.

I can't even begin to describe how good it felt to finally get my release. Waves of pleasure flooded my senses until everything went white, for a few short moments. My head was spinning and I didn't even realize how loud I was moaning. He rode me through my entire climax, made a subtle change to his movements and before I knew it, I was in total ecstasy once again.

I was in a constant state of bliss as he fucked me just like that for over an hour. He made me cum, over and over, again and again. I felt like I had been cumming nonstop the entire time, if that is even physically possible. He never once let my pleasure subside, instead he brought me back up until I reached the apex of my pleasure again.

I have no clue how many times I orgasmed around his cock before couldn't hold himself back any longer. I could feel his cock throbbing as his bliss exploded within me, sending me over the edge one last time. His grip on my ass tightened as his gutteral wolfmam growl escaped his throat, growing louder as he delivered his hot load deep inside of my tender, well-fucked cunt.

I can honestly say, that was the absolute best sex I ever experienced in my life.

Perhaps I should consider holding myself back more often!

Honey And The Bee (Edited and Updated!)
Posted:Oct 19, 2018 2:55 pm
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2021 2:20 am

So there I was...

Minding my own business, reading in bed as my Hunny Bunny, Joey was navigating his way back onto I-84 after stopping for fuel and food just east of Portland, Oregon. I was just starting to acclimate to the sounds and movements of the truck, when a brand new sound that I had never heard before echoed throughout the entire truck. The odd noise was still lingering in my ears when I heard it a second time, even louder than the first.


It took me a moment to realize that the sound was coming from my Joey and not one of our kitties. The noise he made was a high pitched, almost shrill, cry filled with pain, panic, and angst. I had just started to get up out of bed to figure out why my husband was squealing bloody murder when I heard his desperate plea for my help.

"Jess!" Joey exclaimed shrilly. He was obviously freaking out now. "Get up here, quick! Something just bit me right on my fucking balls! I you to drive. NOW!!!"

It was a miracle I was able to keep a straight face as a I poked my head out of the curtain separating the cab of the truck from the sleeper. The first thing I saw was my lover squirming in the driver's seat while furiously digging at his nads.

It was truly a sight to behold.

I stifled a giggle as I struggled to maintain my composure over this hilarious situation.

"I swear something just bit my right nut! Oh God, now it's burning!!" Joey whined. Please take the wheel so I can assess my scrote!"

Joey had conveyed a serious sense of urgency to situation, which meant that there would be no waiting until we found a rest area to stop at. Instead, I would have to jump in and take his place behind the wheel as we were rolling down the freeway. We've switched out hundreds of times since we started driving as a team and we have our transition down to a science.

As soon as Joey vacated the driver's seat, I froze up. I had spotted the culprit responsible for my hubby's wounded testicle, barely clinging to life as it lay twitching on the now unoccupied driver's seat.

"Eek!" I squealed, "It's a bee and it's still alive! I can't go near that thing, allergic!"

"Baby... his stinger is stuck in my nutsack," Joey stated matter-of-factly. "He won't sting you and he will die soon enough."

Good point!

So, I brushed the little bastard aside and jumped in behind the wheel, like nothing had happened. Joey retreated to the sleeper to examine his traumatized testes.

I was thoroughly enjoying the quiet drive accompanied by the beautiful scenery of the Columbia River, while my Hunny Bunny silently triaged the damage our little black and yellow buzzy friend had done to his boys.

My serenity only lasted but a moment.

"Ouch! Motherfucker, that hurt!" Joey roared from the sleeper, thoroughly shattering the silence in the truck.

"What happened, my love?" I asked gently.

"I pinched the shit outta my juevos trying to get that damned stinger out!" Joey responded.

"Well, did you get it out?" I asked curiously.

"Yes," he grunted.

"Well that's a good thing!" I responded with a giggle.

"Righty-Tighty still hurts," Joey grumbled, pouting. "And I suppose I won't get any super powers either!"

"Aww... Poor baby," I soothed. "How about I kiss it and make you feel all better?"

And he did feel much better after I finished sucking every last drop of the "poison" out.



Will my Honey Bunny develop any super powers as a result of his scrotal sting?

It worked for Spider-Man!


And where did that fucking bee even come from?!?!


***EDIT: Joey added his .02 cents worth***

Hey y'all,

HONEYBALLS here. The crisis is over and the nation is back to DEFCON 3. I am not in the best position to smell my own balls, but I assure you they don't smell like a damned dirty diaper factory, thank you very much.

And I am truly disappointed in all of you!

All of my life, I've been aware that everyone loves my boys as much as I do and then... This blog!

What's the world coming to?

I personally delayed Armageddon from occurring today by taking the pain and suffering of the universe itself into my goddamn beanbag and I bore that burden alone!

How about a thank you? Or maybe just a little sympathy? And don't tell me that sympathy is found between shit and syphyllus in the dictionary. Lol.


***EDIT: Jess's rebuttal***

My Joey is going to hell! I just know it! He's sitting here calling his cajones "The Lord" and "Savior" now that he thinks that his beanbag was sent here to save us all.

If he's not careful, his head is going to swell up as much as his right nut did last night!

I swear, I cannot take that man anywhere!

But... I still love my sweet Honey Bunny!

{=} Jess
What Would You Do?
Posted:Oct 14, 2018 2:41 am
Last Updated:Dec 9, 2018 3:55 am

I really should have known better, but I did it anyway. I've been horny off and on all day today!

So... What did I do? I made it worse! I logged in on here and started perving profiles and then I decided to read some lovely erotic stories that others have shared here in Blogland.

Now I am laying in bed all hot and bothered, craving the relief of a release! And to make things worse, my Joey is busy taking his turn behind the wheel of our truck and we can't really stop since we are on a coast to coast load that delivers first thing on Monday morning.

I have two choices...

I take matters into my own hands.


I wait for a good dicking.


There is an option number three: I give my Joey a show while getting myself off. Misery loves company! If I'm horny, he should be too!

So, tell me...

If you were experiencing my current dilemma, what would you do?



Are you curious to find out what I did end up doing?

You can read all about what I did here: What Did I Do

Grab the glass dildo and proceed to go to town on yourself in peace.
Grab a toy and take it up front. May as well give Joey a show!
Wait for it! Dick is better than a dildo!
9 Comments , 96 votes
Truck Yeah
Posted:Oct 14, 2018 12:48 am
Last Updated:Oct 5, 2021 8:04 pm
Dude! Where's our truck?

Don't worry, we have not misplaced our truck. Yet. Never say never, right? One of us could forget to set the parking brake at the fuel island or something equally stupid. We saw that exact scenario happen at a Love's in Illinois recently. Guy went in to fetch his fuel receipt and came back out to find that his truck tried to make a run for it. Good thing that patch of grass and chain link fence were there to save the day! Unfortunately, the truck could not be backed out. Or moved forward. Yep, he had to call a tow truck. Oops.

Joey says, "It's funny how these drivers always manage to do something really stupid on their last day of work!"
Now where was I? Hmm...

Oh! That's right!

I was talking about how our truck is seemingly M.I.A. here on AgoraCosmopolitan Dating.

Interestingly enough, some of our most frequently asked questions are truck related...

Q: Where's the truck?
A: On the road, where it belongs. At the moment, we are heading west on I-90.

Q: Why don't you have any pictures of your truck on here?
A: There are several reasons for this. First and foremost, we have to be careful not to show our company logo on here. I do not want to get fired anytime soon. Secondly, our truck is our home. Third, privacy.

Q: Is your truck even real?
A: Yep.

Q: What make/model truck do you drive?
A: We have a 2014 Freightliner Cascadia. She is our baby and she is beautiful inside and out.

Q: Does your truck really have a custom built sleeper like in the story you shared?
A: Yes. We really do have a custom built 100 inch sleeper with all the bells and whistles. We have conveniences such as a RV sized refrigerator, a microwave convection oven, a mounted 24 inch television, a DVD player, a roof top satellite with DirecTV, XM radio, and we also have the kitchen sink with hot and cold running water. Our full sized bed folds up into a nice little dinette with bench seats and we have tons of storage cabinets with wooden doors.

Q: Will you please send me a picture of your truck?
A: Just this once...


This is Veronica, our 40' expiditor straight truck. It has a 100 inch sleeper and a 22' refrigerated box. We can haul up to ten skids and 13,000 pounds, if we use the tag/drop axle.

The majority of the loads that we haul are expedited freight shipments. These are time critical shipments that pay incredibly well. There's been a handful of times in which the freight we delivered prevented an entire factory from having to shut down completely. These loads are often challenging due to tight delivery schedules. Our record run time was driving 1424 miles in 24 hours, in a truck that was governed at 67 mph. Whew!

We also haul some LTL freight, but that doesn't pay nearly as well. LTL stands for Less Than Truckload. There's nothing special about this freight. But at least it can keep our wheels moving.

Please forgive the scribbles that are covering up our company logos and other markers that can identify us and/or our truck for privacy reasons.


This is a terrible picture of our bed. Freckles the Trucker Cat totally photo bombed this shot! But at least his inside out, belly up pose gives this pic a bit of perspective in regards to the size of the bed.


This is a lousy picture of the view of rest of the sleeper from the bed. On the right, you can see our TV and the faucet for our sink. We do have a bit of counter space for meal prep.

Above the sink is where our microwave convection oven is hiding. We don't use the oven much during the summer, due to the heat, but it is quite useful for warming up the truck during the winter.

On the left in the picture is a peek at our refrigerator that sits next to our closet. The closet is actually tall enough to hang some of Joey's nicer shirts up in, without dragging on the floor. We have lots of cabinet space all around the sleeper.


I hope you enjoyed this work related sneak peek into the lives of Jess: The Trucker Babe & The Handsome Joe Mama!

Until next time.....

The Good, The Bad, and The Dirty
Posted:Oct 12, 2018 12:29 pm
Last Updated:Dec 5, 2018 9:16 pm

·Do you enjoy being good?
·Do you prefer to be a little on the bad side?
·Do you enjoy doing all of the dirty deeds that come to mind?

·Would you prefer to invite a good girl into your bedroom for a night full of bliss?
·Are you a dominant that would enjoy punishing a bad girl all night long?
·Do you prefer doing dirty deeds with a dirty girl?


In your opinion, which one would be the most fun?

Don't forget to share your opinion in the comments below!


The Good Girl: She is and spice and everything nice.

The Bad Girl: She is a horny little devil that gets off on being naughty.

The Dirty Girl: She is always quite naughty, in the nicest of ways.

The Good
The Bad
The Dirty
6 Comments , 60 votes
Parking Lot Party
Posted:Oct 11, 2018 5:57 am
Last Updated:Sep 29, 2021 3:51 am

A fantasy inspired by the couple we just met the other day...

Our first rest stop rendezvous happened just the other night. Joey and I pulled into a rest area that was only thirty miles miles away from our delivery location.  We had several hours to kill since we were unable to deliver until our scheduled appointment time the following morning. Neither one of us was feeling particularly tired after we shut down for the night. In fact, we were feeling a little restless.

We sat quietly together for a few moments, as both of us got lost in our thoughts. My thoughts made a beeline to this couple we had been chatting with for quite some time now. According to my map, they lived about 10 miles away from where we were sitting. I thought about the fun all four of us could have in our spacious truck, especially if we were naked.

"Baby, do you think we should give them a call?" Joey asked, breaking the silence.

I smiled and sighed with relief. He had literally read my mind.

Was I really that obvious?

Apparently so.

One exciting phone call and ten minutes later, we were expecting company to be joining us in our truck very soon. We watched the cars entering and exiting the rest area to pass the time while we waited and before we knew it, Joey received a text from our friends that simply stated, "We're here."

We looked up at the same time and saw the couple holding hands as they walked over from the regular parking area. They were both more attractive in person than in the pictures they had shared with us. He was tall, muscular, and tan with dark hair and eyes. I wanted to reach out and grab his muscular arms, but instead I took a quick peek at the bulge in the front of his jeans. Yep, I could totally work with what he was packing.

I glanced at Joey and saw him checking her out from head to toe. I was admiring the curvy, yet slender shape of her body. My gaze lingered on her supple, perky breasts. I wanted to feel her soft, milky white skin as I gently caressed her hips. I wanted to kiss her full, pouty lips while running my fingers through her silky blonde hair. Her crystal blue eyes were mesmerizing. She was absolutely gorgeous.

They seemed to be just as excited to meet us as we were to meet them. She greeted me with a hug while he greeted Joey with a handshake. Excited "hellos" and "nice to meet yous" were exchanged before we invited our guests into our truck.

We were all pleasantly surprised at how comfortable the four of us felt together when we climbed up into the 100 inch custom built sleeper. The guys sat in the seats in the cab of the Cascadia while I invited her to sit with me on the queen sized bed. The guys started to chat about guy stuff while she and I struck up a conversation of our own.

They were easy to talk to and I could sense that the first meet jitters were all but gone for all of us. The guys continued talking about a mile a minute when I noticed a familiar devilish twinkle suddenly light up her eyes. I could tell that she had an idea and her mischievous grin told me that we might be on the same page.

She leaned in close and gently whispered into my ear, "Let's see how long it takes them to notice us."

She pulled back and lingered for a moment before her sweet lips finally met mine. Our kiss quickly turned passionate and soon we were exploring one another's curves through our clothing. She nibbled on my lower lip as she broke our kiss. We took a peek at the guys who seemed to be oblivious to what had just transpired on the bed. My new lady friend and I had to stifle our giggles before we continued to quietly explore each other.

Shirts were removed, followed by bras. We caressed each others breasts and thoroughly enjoyed the unique shape of the other's soft curves. Her gentle, yet knowing touch was turning me on and soon my black silky panties were completely soaked. She took control and guided me onto my back. Her lips brushed almost every single inch of my skin as she made her way down to my wetness. My body came alive when I felt her lips brush against my clit, through my panties. She slid two of her fingers slowly in and out of my pussy as she continued to tease my swollen clit.

I closed my eyes and angled my hips so she could hit the spots that felt so good. I felt her fingers speed up inside me as she slid my panties to the side, exposing my puffy womanhood to the world inside the truck. She looked up at me from between my legs and winked.

Oh my God, she was so incredibly sexy!

I wanted to cum the moment I felt her tongue pressed against pleasure zone and I moaned loudly as her fingers penetrated me harder and faster. Her tongue felt so good as she traced it in a circular pattern around my nub. I grabbed a handful of her smooth, blonde hair and pushed her face down into my womanhood, guiding her tongue to that perfect spot.

I moaned wildly as I reached the apex of my pleasure. She pressed her tongue firmly against my clit as she finger fucked my cunt until I felt my blissful release of ecstasy.

"I'm cumming!" I exclaimed shakily and breathlessly as I allowed my pleasure to wash over me.

"Hey! What is going on back here?" I heard Joey exclaim.

"And they didn't even invite us to the party!" Her man added teasingly.

"You should have been paying attention!" She scolded teasingly. "But, I suppose you can join us now."

The guys joined us in the sleeper I met Joey's eyes seeking his approval. He smiled, granting me the permission to enjoy myself even more. I looked down at my lady friend and caressed her cheek, thanking her for the pleasure she gave me.

I noticed that my Joey's big cock was rock hard and rigid as he slid in bed behind my lady friend. I watched him grasp her hips as he lifted her to him. He slid his entire length inside of her in one swift stroke and she moaned loudly.

I knew exactly how good his cock felt inside of her and I saw her bliss reflect in the expressions on her face. Watching her enjoy my man was one of the most erotic moments of my life. It turned me on to watch them enjoy each other.

I invited her man over to the party. He was a chiseled sight to behold when he was naked and his cock looked absolutely delicious. I wanted him in my mouth. He got on the bed next to where my head was resting and slid his cock down my throat. I arched slightly as I took him in. At the moment I arched, Joey pushed her head down until her tongue was on me one more.

I could feel the rhythm of my husband's deep, long strokes as her body moved as he penetrated her. She was taking his huge rod like a champ! Soon, I could feel her body quivering against my own. I wanted her to cum on Joey's cock.

"Cum on his dick, now!" I demanded.

And at that very moment, I started to feel her muffled screams on my engorged mound. I grabbed a handful of her hair and held her still as I rode her face through my own bliss.

A moment later, I heard the Wolf Man roar as he pulled out and sprayed his load all over her ass.

Mmm... My Joey got off hard!

And before I even realized what was happening, I was swallowing a massive load of another man's spunk in front of my lover. I couldn't help but lick my lips afterward. Yum!

We had already experienced quite the chain reaction and we had only just begun.

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