Spring Break

“Are you ready,” said Morgan.

“I am so-o-o-o ready,” Bianca said as she hopped in the car. “Come on, let’s go.”

The girls laughed as the sports car roared away from the curb and then minutes later, the care was out on the interstate and racing south.

Ten hours later found the two college girls pulling into a truck stop. “I’m beat,” said Morgan.

“I know what you mean,” her friend agreed. “I thought we’d be a lot farther along than we are now.”

“Well, that pile-up on the interstate didn’t help any but I know what you mean. Should we get a place to stay or what?”

“I think we better, but first we need to find a place to eat.”

The diner they found was open late and the girls had just finished off their dinner and Bianca was eyeing the dessert menu. “You better watch your figure,” Morgan laughed.

“I do watch my figure,” Bianca said defensively, “but that doesn’t mean I can’t have a little dessert every now and then. Besides, I haven’t heard any of the boys complain about my figure.”

“No,” Morgan agreed. “It’s usually the girls who are complaining.” She changed her voice to mimic one of their friends. “How come she can eat that and not get fat? It’s not fair,” and then both of the girls laughed.

“You know, I was just thinking about something.”

“What’s that,” her friend asked.

“Well, we thought we were going to be in Daytona Beach by now, but now it looks like we’re not going to make it until tomorrow.”

“Yeah, so?”

Her friend’s voice dropped to a low whisper. “So I don’t have that much money. I mean, I can pay for it, but I don’t want to waste money on some cheap motel room if I don’t have to,” her friend said.

“I know what you mean,” her friend agreed conspiritorially, “but what can we do?”

“I know,” her friend agreed. “I know. Come on, let’s pay our bill and let’s get out of here and then we’ll figure out what we do next.”

The girls were standing outside of the diner, still unsure of what they should do next when a man came out of the diner. “Excuse me, ladies,” the man said, “but I couldn’t help overhearing your dilemma, and I think I might just have a solution to your problem.”

Bianca looked the man up and down. He was a big man with a big belly. He had a beard that was flecked with white, and he wore a ball cap. “Oh yeah,” she asked, “and what might that be?”

“My rig’s over there,” the man started, “and if you want, you can spend the night there. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m a perfect gentleman. You two little ladies can have the cab in the back, and I’ll sleep up front.”

“You mean that,” Morgan asked and the man nodded.

“Come on,” said Bianca. “You can’t be serious.”

“Why not?”

“We don’t even know him.”

“What’s to know. He’s got a rig. We sleep in the cab and he sleeps up front. Simple, right?”

“Oh, come on.”

“What,” her friend hissed. “Look, he’s being nice and we need to conserve our cash. You said so yourself.”


“Come on,” her friend said. “It’s late and I’m getting cold.”

Bianca was starting to back down. “Okay,” she said, “but I hope we don’t live to regret this.”

The trucker’s name was Tiny and while the bunk in the rear of his cab wasn’t big, the girls figured that if it were big enough to hold Tiny, then it would be big enough to hold the two of them.

“This isn’t the way I pictured our Spring break starting,” Bianca whispered as she huddled next to her friend on the bed.

“I know what you mean,” Morgan agreed, “but it is kind of nice.”

Bianca was about to ask what her friend meant by that, but before she could open her mouth, she felt her friend press her body against hers and then she felt Morgan press herself against Bianca’s lips.

The girls kissed and then they kissed again. “You see,” Morgan whispered, “it’s not so bad here.”

Bianca moaned softly as she felt the other girl press up against her. No, she had to agree as Morgan kissed her again, it wasn’t bad at all.

Bianca felt her friend caress her breast and she stifled the urge to moan again. No, it wasn’t bad at all.

Bianca moaned softly as her friend snuggled even closer and then she felt her friend slide a hand under her t-shirt. She felt her friend stroke her taut, little tummy and then she felt her friend push her hand lower on her body.

The girl barely managed to stifle her moan as Morgan pushed her hand inside her panties and then she was moaning again as her friend’s fingers stroked her wet, little pussy. Her friend leaned in and kissed her again.

“This is making me so hot,” Morgan whispered.

“Me, too,” Bianca panted.

Morgan’s fingers diddled with Bianca’s pussy and the girl moaned softly and then she pushed a finger into Bianca’s wet, little cunt. “You are so wet,” she whispered.

“I know.”

“I want to eat your pussy.”

Bianca barely managed to stifle her gasp. Did her friend know just how long she had wanted her to do it? She wasn’t sure.

“Do you want me to eat your pussy,” Morgan asked again.

“Yes-s-s-s,” Bianca moaned softly. “I want you to do it. I want you to eat my pussy.”

She could feel her friend move down on her body and then the girl was pulling her t-shirt up and her panties down. Bianca could feel her friend straddling her body and then she felt her friend slide her face between her legs.

Bianca groaned as her friend’s tongue touched her pussy and then she just kept on groaning as that tongue worked her over. It felt so good.

Bianca’s hands fondled her friend’s ass even as her friend straddled her body. She loved the feel of her friend’s bottom under her hands and then she was pulling down her friend’s panties. She couldn’t help moaning as her hands found the soft skin of her friend’s bottom, and then she was pulling her friend’s panties all the way down, and she was easing her mouth between her friend’s legs.

Even as Bianca slipped her mouth between her friend’s legs, she couldn’t believe just how wet her friend was. It was like a dream come true. She pushed her tongue deep between her friend’s legs and even as she did, she felt her friend moan against her pussy. If this wasn’t a dream come true, Bianca realized, then it was the next closest thing to it.

Bianca’s hands squeezed her friend’s bottom and she softly moaned again. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her.

Bianca’s hands squeezed that ass as her body shivered and then she groaned again. Her pussy trembled as her friend’s mouth licked her cunt and then she quivered again. The girl moaned and then she came.

Oh fuck, she thought, that was good. That was so good, and then what had been good got even better as she felt her friend’s pussy shudder and as she heard the girl moan. Oh my God, she thought, it’s happening. She’s cumming. She’s cumming. My friend Morgan is cumming and she’s doing it in my mouth and I love it.

Bianca heard the curtain slide to one side and then a face popped into the rear of the cab. “Is this a private party or can anyone join in?”

The girl had forgotten all about Tiny but then there was the big oaf peering into the cab at Morgan and her and there was her friend Morgan, pulling her mouth from between Bianca’s leg and looking at the truck driver. She grinned at the man. “Sure,” she told him, “the more the merrier.”

The girl was dismounting Bianca’s body and then she turned and she grinned at her friend. She looked at the truck driver and at the cock that was hanging out of his jeans and then she looked back at her friend and she grinned. “It looks like someone’s excited,” she said. “What do you say we give his cock a good, hard blow job.”

Bianca just looked at her friend and then she nodded almost numbly and then
the two of them were kneeling in front of the trucker. Bianca looked at her friend and then she looked at the cock in front of her. She watched Morgan take that cock in her hand and then she watched the girl give it a good, long
lick and then she watched the girl give the cock up to her.

Bianca looked at the man and she grinned shyly as she took the man’s cock and then she sucked him into her mouth. The man groaned as Bianca took his cock and then he groaned again. “Fuck,” the man groaned, “you girls sure do know how to suck cock.”

“We know how to do more than that,” Morgan told him.

“Oh yeah?”

“I’ll tell ya what. How ’bout I take a turn between my friend’s legs, and how ’bout you take a turn between mine.”

Morgan didn’t wait for the man’s response. She simply turned around and then she was pushing Bianca onto her back, and then she let her mouth slide between the other girl’s legs. Her butt wiggled tantalizingly at the man behind her, but there was no doubt in her mind what he was going to do with his cock.

Sure enough, she felt the trucker’s big hands on her compact ass and then she felt him sliding his cock between her legs. She moaned loudly and then she again slid her mouth between Bianca’s thighs and even as she moaned again, she heard Bianca moan, too.

Bianca’s hands squeezed her tits even as her friend’s mouth took her higher and higher. Oh shit, she thought, it was just too good. She was going to cum. She was going to cum. Her friends was going to make her cum again, and what was more, if Morgan’s moans were any indication, she was going to cum too.

Morgan was moaning loudly and she was going to cum. She loved the feel of that big, fat cock as it reamed out her little, tiny pussy. Oh fuck, she thought, it feels so good. Make me cum, she wanted to scream. Make me cum.

The trucker moaned and then he groaned. He’d heard enough of these girls for the past half hour so that he knew he was ready to shoot. He hardly dared hope that they would invite him in, and the girl in front of him, she had one hot, little cunt.

The man groaned again, and even as he groaned, his cock shot the first load of cum into her clenching, little cunt.

Even as she started to cum, Morgan felt the feel of sperm being shot into her cunt and she loved it. She moaned against her friend’s cunt and even as she moaned against the cunt in front of her, she heard Bianca moan lustily.

She was cumming, Bianca realized. For the second time that night, her friend had made her cum, and if she was lucky, she might get a little cum out of Tiny’s cock by the time the night was through. Fuck spring break, the girl thought. Fuck it and who needs it, because right then and there as her pussy continued to cum, Bianca knew they’d found something that was a whole lot better.

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