Freaky Trucker 10 Fat On Fat

Martin gave me some of his sweet elixir, and a hard rain would fall as he left, with me still horny until I had to rub one out. I thought about him being planted deep inside me, and shot a rope of cum that landed across my belly, chest, and even face, before I ended up sleeping like a baby.

I woke long after the sun came up the next morning naked, still horny as getting my throated plugged wasn't enough I realized.

"Hey, can you make another trip to me," I texted to Martin as I was trying to see if he'd plug me with that dick.

He was nowhere near being local, rather he was up north in Philadelphia delivering freight from BWI, teasing with a statement that "he'd leave me dripping wet after a good sticking." I read his words and my pussy, yes I call my hole a pussy, curled and jerked from anticipation of his guarantee. I started rubbing myself again as there was no way I was leaving Virginia without getting fucked. Virginiain my mind was truly for lovers, and so I put on clothes, and packed a bag of clothes and toiletries to carry with me as I was going back inside to take a thorough shower. 30, maybe 45 minutes later I returned to my bunk, curtains still pulled back as I was naked again, but this time fresh and ready.

"I think I saw you last night in the lounge. How long you laying over for," asked Morris.

I laid on the mattress checking profiles and this six foot three black bear, a fellow trucker spotted me, as he was nearby.

"You hooked to that reefer," he asked.

I giggled as I thought about how he might've been spying on me.

"I'm just sitting here, horny as hell, waiting for a phone call from my dispatcher," he added as he claimed he, too, was naked.

Morris, at least per his profile was 61, a handsome black man with a sharp haircut and gold canine tooth. His profile stated he was from Florida and that he claimed versatile, but leaning more towards the bottom side. I was a little reluctant to converse with him as I needed a bonafide top, but he was too nice to shut the door on.

"I'll pull out the top side in me for you," he texted. "I can still throw some dick."

I wondered what he was carrying for I needed a pipe like Martin's, or the black guys that plowed me in recent years for I had a deep peach with a long tunnel. He unlocked his private photos, and I'd see a knub between his thighs as he might've measured at four of five inches in length, and I wasn't overly impressed, besides the fact he was pretty thick for what he couldn't make up in length.

"You want some dick," he asked.

"I do," I told him, as I was on the fence about his.

Morris' skin tone resembled flan, as he was almost reminiscent of Lionel Ritchie, but he carried that jet black cock with it's purple head.

"Come over here and ride this thing," he suggested.

"Or you come give it to me," I told him.

Beggers couldn't be choosy in this instance as I needed fucking, and though there seemed to be a handful of candidates locally from what I saw online, he was the most viable. In the next message he passed his phone number.

"I'll be here for a bit, I just gotta pick up some chicken in Temperanceville," I told him as I called him. "What you rollin' in, driver?"

"I'm the forest green in Miami colors," he said, and I looked through my windshield to see a dark green, well polished Freightliner attached to an orange van trailer.

He blinked his lights and I did so in return.

"That my cue to come," he asked.

"Yes. Driver's side, and make sure you lock the door after yourself," I told him.

Five minutes later he and his sweet smell climbing through the driver's side. I was in the bunk, waiting patiently while watching television as he wasted no time getting undressed. He opened the curtains across my bunk and had a huge smile on his face.

"Hey there," he said as my body started to melt.

Morris was all man, one handsome bear daddy as he had salt and pepper hair across his chest and belly, and just a real man.

"When's the last time you got fucked," he asked.

"Months ago," I told him as he leaned slightly on the mattress with his right knee, and his cock in hand as I would move closer to him to put my mouth on it.

He needed to be sucked as he leaked so much delectable precum, as he seemed to ooze each time I squeezed his shaft. He roved his hips back and forth while I held my head with my left hand, taking another face fucking that was slightly more gently than what Martin gave me hours earlier.

"I bet you get all kinds of dick in this bunk," he said to me.

I got turned on as the thought was true, for I'd just hard Martin, and many others times before. I looked up to see him fumbling with a small bag of items located in one of the cubbies, and he'd pull out lubricant and what appeared to be a vibrating toy. He squeezed some of the lubricant into his right hand, and placed it on my ass, massaging all of it until his hand made it between my cheeks where he rubbed on and inside my twitching hole.

"Oh you like that," he asked as I began to moan, while he ran two fingers inside and massaged it gently in order to spread the lubricant.

"That feels so good," I said, as I had to stop sucking his hard dick and take a moment to enjoy him popping me.

He pulled that cock from me and he still dripped, and I was impressed, for Morris at his age had a lot of precum.

"Do me a favor first before we get started," he said.

"Anything," I told him as he had me under his spell.

He got off the bunk to turn around and bend over, and I would grab his cheeks to take my tongue to his dark circle as he invited me to rim him. My tongue ran wild as he whimpered and moaned, with running lines and circles just outside his walls, then pounding my face against his hairy ass when I tongue fucked. This masculine man cooed while I let my tongue twirl in his tight, man cunt, and after a few minutes, he pulled away as he claimed he was close to climaxing.

"Oh baby, you've got one sweet ass," I told him as I was impressed with how clean he was.

"Now you turn that ass around," he told me as it was my turn for some fun.

I'd convince him that I was yearning to get fucked missionary, and so I laid on my back and spread my legs as wide as I could, eager to get pumped hard and deep.

"Nice pussy," he said before he slipped that small vibrator inside me.

"Uh, uffffffff," I wailed as he slid that toy in me, with my body getting instant shivers.

That little toy had the perfect vibration as it lightly beat the walls of my hole.

"Yeahhhhh," he asked.

"Ohhhh yesssss, Morrissssss," I cried out as it felt so fucking good.

The device might've been three to four inches in length, maybe an inch in width, and it properly whet my appetite for getting fucked as it repeatedly tapped my spot.

"Look at you getting all wet already," he said as he noticed I was orgasmic.

He barely moved it, placing it at the upper portion of my hole inside the "lip," then pressing a button to make it speed up. I screamed at this point as my body truly went into overdrive, with me now heaving back and forth as I rode the toy. He'd push it in completely as I tried to run from it.

"Bitch, where you going," he asked as this man painfully caused this much ecstasy.

He pulled it and my body was trembling more uncontrollably as I never felt a feeling like this. He wiggled the toy back inside as now it was back and forth, side to side, then in and out as my legs remained in the air. He'd pull it out of my saturated hole, and replace it with that hard cock after raising his belly in order to lumge forward.

"Oh man," I wailed as his cock was stiff.

I loved that skin on skin feeling when a man entered me, and to add, I loved his warm belly resting against mine as he managed to get inside. He wasn't big, but knew how to work that thing as he rocked back and forth slowly.

"You like the stroke," he asked.

I moaned "yes," and he kept at it, but then he added the vibrator by putting it on my taint, and turning it on high volume. He kept the rhythm and the pressure with the toy as this turned things up a notch, for my body was trembling again while ass was squelching, begging for more.

"Right there," I told him until he ran the toy from my taint to the bottom of my balls. "Morris, honey."

He began to pound me as his belly slapped mine as we truly had physical contact. I looked up to find him pulling his nipples and biting his lip, having a time as the combination of his manhood and the tool, were giving me total life. I couldn't stop moaning, and got louder once he pushed the vibrator inside my hole near my prostate as he continued to jam me.

"Morissssssss," I screamed.

I wanted to jump out of my skin from the delight, as never before had anyone took me to this level. I was getting "double penetrated" with him either shifting the cock, or the toy, while both were inside me.

"Oh baby, I'm so wet, " I told him, as i heard my ass burping, and felt the breeze down there.

He'd pull out the toy, and held my legs by the calves to fuck me properly as he made the truck rock pretty hard. Morris grunted and moaned while he nailed my spot, dicking me in a way I didn't know I needed as he pounced on my sweet hole.

"You ain't think this little dick could do such damage," he asked while breathing heavy. "You like it?"

"Oh baby, I love it," I told him as he was in complete control.

"Want me to cum," he asked.

"Yes, baby, yes."

"You ready," he asked. "Here it cums."

He yelled at the top of his lungs as he shot a load inside me, his nut smacking against my prostate as I, too would explode, but unassisted. He pulled away, and held on to the cubby as he needed to catch his breath. I of course licked up my own cum, but then he came back, and would do the same before he reached over to kiss me, as we shared my sample.

"Little bitter," he said, and so I sucked the remainder off his tongue to close out the snowball session.

"Feel better," he asked.

"Oh man, do I? Thank you so much," I told him.

We kissed once more, then he stepped away to get dressed and exit the truck while I laid there, reveling on what just happened. I learned that guys with small cocks could fuck, and the possibility of being double penetrated was in my future. I'd nap a bit, then got up and packed yet another bag, for yet another shower, then returned to replace the sheets as our funk lingered in the bunk. I cut on the engine, got my paperwork right, and departed from the lot to make my appointment for the next load. I was overly satisfied, as I didn't meet with Gabe, but got two cocks for the price of one prior to heading north.

All was well.