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 Trucker Enjoys Servicing a Young Wife

   A couple months ago I was driving a big truck to Michigan.  I hit a
snowstorm near Jackson, MI.  I was ahead of schedule and tired of driving,
so I found a small truck stop.

   I finished filling out my logbook, and saw a flashing light down the
road.  I inquired inside the truck stop as to what it was.  They told me it
was a bar that featured imported beer.  I had time before the expected
midnight closing time, so I walked through the storm to the club and
ordered an import beer,

   There were several tables with groups of guys there...  all local
friends, about half my age.  I finished three beers, and had to go to the
men's room.  It had a long open trough instead of private urinals.  I was
reading some jokes guys had written on the wall in front of me as I was
relieving myself.

   Then looked to my left and saw a young man's eyes fixed on my dick.  He
looked away.  I washed my hands, went back to the bar, and the guy came and
sat next to me.  He said that he would like to talk to me.  I thought he
was gay, so I told him I wasn't interested...  to go back to his friends...
that I wasn't into men.

   He laughed and said he wasn't gay.  He said he just wanted to talk to
me, so I said OK.  After he determined that I was a stranger there (a
trucker from Texas who he would probably never see again), he showed me a
picture of his pretty wife.  She looked young and shapely.

   He said something to the effect that his wife had a fantasy about having
sex with a man with a big cock, and that they couldn't ask anyone around
there, or where they work or live, and that he thought I was perfect.  He
wanted to know if I would go home with him and service his wife.  I was
soaking all that in.  It took a few minutes for me to absorb it.

   He swore up and down that there would be no problem, that it was
absolutely OK with him, and that she wanted it.  I told him that if he was
sure it was want his wife wanted, and sure he was OK with the idea...  then
I would do it.  So he called her on the phone and talked to her privately.
Then he came back and said for us to have another beer, and give her time
to "get ready." He also promised to take me back to my truck at the truck
stop afterward.

   I normally would have rejected that sort of thing, but he was sincere,
and his picture of her showed a very hot young woman.  I told him, "OK, but
you don't touch me, and I don't touch you...  just I do her, or we do
her... right?" He said, "RIGHT!"

   We got to their small house and he introduced me to his wife.  She was
wearing a 3-piece black sheer sexy outfit.  Her nipples were peaking
through, along with lots of cleavage.  She was very pretty.

   She seemed nervous as the two of them sat on their small sofa.  I sat in
a chair.  To get things rolling, I told him to kiss his wife.  He did, and
I watched them make out some.  I didn't want him to feel left out, so I
suggested that he suck her nice tits and play with her pussy.  He did, and
she got hotter and less nervous.

   I asked him to stand in front of her, and for her to suck his dick.  She
unzipped him and took his cock in her mouth.  She bobbed her head up and
down on it.  Then I stood next to him and she felt the front of my jeans. I
unbuttoned them, and dropped them to my ankles.  She took my cock with both
hands, massaged it, and caressed my balls.  Her eyes were fixed on my cock.


   Then she looked up at her husband, smiled, and said, "Oh my!  It IS big.
Are you sure you are OK with this honey?  Last chance!" He said, "Go ahead.
Enjoy yourself." She began to suck my cock, swirling her tongue all around
the head and up and down my shaft.  Then she licked my testicles.  She knew
what she was doing.  I quickly got hard.

   She moved from sitting on the sofa to the floor, on her knees.  Her
husband got on the floor.  He laid on his back and slid under her as she
raised up so his head would fit under her, and he licked her pussy as she
sucked my cock.

   After a little while I took off my boots and stepped out of my jeans. 
She laid back on the sofa.  I put her ankles on my shoulders and pushed
inside her entrance, taking it slow and easy, just the head, then a little
more.  I backed out, pressed in again, then deeper, and she climaxed.

   She got off two more times while I stroked in and out of her.  Then I
was close, so I told her I was about to cum.  I asked her where she wanted
it.  She said, "On my boobs," and she watched me cum all over her tits with
two streams of hot cum.

   When I recovered, I had her suck her husband (so he wouldn't feel left
out) as I fucked her doggy-style to several more orgasms.  When I got close
again I pulled out and came on the small of her back and ass.

   She loved it, and he seemed to enjoy watching her get pleased.  We all
talked a bit and then he and I got dressed.  She gave me a deep tongue kiss
before he gave me a ride back to the truck stop.  He gave me their phone
number to call if I am ever back through Jackson, MI again.  I think I will
do just that!