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Key characters of this story are a trucker who passed through Chester's Mill regularly and Angie McAlister as played by cute and sexy Britt Robertson. (M/f-teen, reluc, 1st, spank, TV-parody) *** Sixteen year old Angie McAlister stepped out of her family home on a beautiful, sunny day. Closing the front door behind her, Angie made her off the porch and down the front walk to the sidewalk, walking to the diner where she worked part time as she always did. Angie wore a tight t-shirt and even tighter jeans, the blouse she planned to wear to work she carried, still under plastic since her mother picked it up at the dry cleaners for her. As Angie walked, all of Chester's Mill's eyes were on her; The women because they were jealous of her hot, young body, the men because Angie had the hottest ass in Chester's Mill swaying from side-to-side under those tight jeans. Angie knew she was a good-looking young woman, but she had no idea of how many of Chester's Mill's residents want to rape her ass or how many women would love to make her disappear permanently. One of Angie's admirers, in fact, was not a resident of Chester's Mill... I'm a thirty-five year old truck driver. Been driving an eighteen wheeler since I graduated from High School. "On The Road Again", like Willie said, I love this life. I can spend days on the road traveling through state- after-state, some days just through town-after-town in Maine where I make most of my deliveries [I was born and raised further south myself]. Normally once a week I'm making a delivery to a small town called Chester's Mill. Most of the folks know me by now since I've been doing this route for years. After I finish my delivery, I always stop at the local diner for breakfast, sometimes a late breakfast depending on when I get into Chester's Mill. Good thing Rosie serves breakfast all day long. Rosie is the owner of the diner. An older woman, not bad-looking at all, but my tastes tend to be for younger woman. Speaking of the diner and younger woman, I was driving my eighteen-wheeler through town and slowed when I saw the object of my "affection". Her name was Angie. She always walked to her job at the diner and if I was lucky I'd be driving through town when Angie did so. Lucky because Angie has some ass on her! Best I've every fuckin' seen. I love watching that ass sway back-and- forth under a tight pair of jeans... I shook my head as I made my usual turn as Angie continued straight on. I made my delivery which usually takes about an hour here. Most of my load was for Chester's Mill which was a lot of pieces that had to be unloaded carefully. Propane is like that. Then I have to wait for them to re-load empty propane canisters back onto my eighteen-wheeler. Finally finished, I turned my truck around and headed in the direction I'd seen Angie's ass heading earlier. I finally parked my eighteen-wheeler in the truck park area and jumped out, slamming the heavy door behind me. Stepping into the diner, the little bell over the door rang. "Hiya, Rosie!" I called out as I took off my cap and hung it by the door. Rose Twitchell looked up from behind the counter with a big smile. "Morning, Jimmy! Angie will be right with you." "Thank you, Rosie." I headed for my favorite table. I prefer a table because Angie serves at the tables - which aren't as busy as the counter - while Rosie stays behind the counter. Angie came out of the kitchen. When she saw me she smiled. And she blushed a little. She knows I like her and her eyes always light up when she sees me. I try to wear my better shirts and jeans when I'm going to Chester's Mill for Angie. I'm always sporting a few days' worth of beard stubble but Angie doesn't seem to mind. I think she likes older guys. Good thing I like teen girls like her. Angie came up to my table looking giddy. "Morning, Jim." "Morning, Ang," I nodded. "How've you been lately?" "Oh, same old. You know how it is, Junior still hounding me. He thinks I'm his girl," She said, rolling her eyes. I knew of "Junior" Rennie, the town Counselman's son. He did seem a little intense for a guy his age. I was glad he wasn't allowed in the diner. Rosie kicked him out for pestering my Angie. "Anyway, how have you been, Jim?" "Same old, same old. Still waiting for you to take me up on my offer," I winked. Angie blushed a bit, but smiled wider. "Maybe someday..." Fast as lightning, my hand flew out and smacked her ass. Angie always jumped when I did that. She was blushing darker now and had a glint in her eyes... "So what'll you have?" She asked. "The usual," I answered. "Make my OJ an extra large." "You got it," Angie said and turned away. Her smock hid her ass from my prying eyes, but I knew every curve well. I waited as my breakfast was being cooked. In the meantime, I went over in my mind some of my favorite fantasies involving Angie [wouldn't you like to know? ;- ) ]. I was starting to get a hard on before Angie showed up with my breakfast and set it before me. "Thanks, Ang." She blushed. "You're welcome." I ate slowly, in no particular rush to get away from my Angie. When I finished Angie came around to clear my plates as I finished my OJ, thanking her again. As I finished my juice minutes later, I saw where Angie was heading and smiled. The storage room was in the back next to the men's room. There was a good chance that's where Angie went. And now was a good time for me to make my move while Rosie was swamped at the counter... I rose and headed to the back. If anyone noticed they'd assume I was going to take a leak and wouldn't think twice about it. I reached the storage room door, opened it and slipped in, locking it behind me. Angie spun around. "Jim!" Her eyes went wide with fear and she turned pale. "What are you doing here?!?" "I wanted to give you your tip," I said, but I said it in a way Angie would know I had more in mind. She swallowed hard as I moved towards her. "Wh-what if Junior finds out? He'd kill you!" "How would he find out?" I retorted. "I-I'm not that kind of girl..." "What kind of girl do you mean?" I asked with a sly grin. I smacked Angie's ass hard and she jumped. I could see her starting to melt. I grabbed her ass with both hands and kissed her. Angie moaned and threw her arms around me, returning the kiss hungrily. I pressed my hard cock against Angie and she humped back against it. She let go of me and slid my hands between us and opened my jeans. Soon she had my cock out and awkwardly but eagerly jerked it. I let go off her ass and undid her jeans, pushing them down with her cotton panties. I slid my finger between her legs and rubbed her unshaven pussy. Angie moaned and used one hand to push off her jeans as she kept jerking my cock harder. Once she had them off, Angie spread her legs and I slid a finger into her hot, volcanic pussy. I broke the kiss and looked at her. "You're still a virgin?" I asked. "Not for long," She said eagerly, grabbing my cock and pulling me toward the table. Angie sat her hot ass down and spread her legs, exposing her brown-haired pussy. "Are you sure about this?" I asked. "Yes!" Angie blurted. "I always wanted it to be you! I know it'll hurt, I don't care. Just shove that big fucker in me now!" Angie let go of my cock and I grabbed it, aiming it at her opening. I rubbed it along her slit until it found the right spot and the head pushed in. Grabbing Angie's hips, I looked into her eyes and she nodded. I slammed forward and her body jerked. Angie cried out but never told me to stop. I pumped in and out of her hard and her body began to relax. She began to moan and close her eyes, rocking her body on my cock. I rammed into her harder and soon Angie was cumming hard. I made her multi-orgasm as I jack-hammered into her tight, young pussy. I had Angie orgasming almost constantly, cumming dozens of times. I felt my own orgasm cresting some thirty-five minutes later. I grunted and began to spew my jizz into Angie deeply. Her eyes flew open when she felt my jizz shooting up into her. She held me tighter as I shot bolt after bolt of hot jizz into her. Spent, I pressed my forehead against Angie's. "Wow," She finally said, kissing me. "That was the best tip anyone's ever given me!" She smiled. I grinned back. "Well, next time I'll give it to you up that awesome ass..." I winked. Her eyes went wide. "Well you better get out of here or there may not be a next time!" She hissed with a smile. "Use the back door in here." I pulled out and pulled myself together. I kissed Angie again before slipping out the back door, fantasizing about the next time... THE END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - TV, Sitcom & Movie Archive