I had left New Haven early in the morning to take my sister's BMW to her in Little Rock. By the time I was halfway through Tennessee it was late and I was exhausted. I pulled into a twenty-four hour department store which will remain nameless (I'm not having a bunch of Arkansas lawyers coming after me). I had heard that travelers and truckers sometimes sleep in their parking lots, although the company discourages it. I parked between a camper and a couple of big rigs, thinking I'd get some shut-eye before finishing my trip. There were lights showing in the camper and I could hear the sound of music playing softly. I went into the store to use the restroom and pick up some snacks.
After washing up, I wandered around the store, stretching my legs and getting my circulation moving again. I was in the deli area looking for something to take back to the car when I noticed a woman bending over the freezer. She had a pretty face but was more than a little overweight, a real BBW. Her boobs were swaying as she bent over. If you don't already know it, the freezer and meat counters are the best places to watch women - the cold air makes their nipples stick out. That was what was happening to this bra-less chick. In addition to her hard nipples, I also noticed the tattoo of a star on her right breast, most of it hidden by her blouse.
She caught me looking at her chest. Smiling, she shook her shoulders to make her boobs swing around even more. She winked at me and then turned her attention back to the freezer. Embarrassed, I headed for the chip aisle. After picking out some chips and some peanuts I turned toward to the check-out line and nearly ran into Star. Turning red, I backed up as she said, "Well, we keep running into each other." She shook her tits at me again.
As I stammered an apology she turned to the woman next to her and said, "This is they guy I told you about. The one checking out my tattoo a while ago."
"Wanna see mine?" the other woman asked, sticking her leg out. There was a snake coiling around it disappearing under the leg of her shorts. "Maybe you can see the rest of it sometime," she said with a smile, "when we know each other better." She was the opposite of Star, almost too skinny. But they both seemed to have the same sense of humor and neither had a bra on, although Snake didn't really need one - having no boobs at all to speak of.
We all three seemed to be heading to the check out lane. On the way, Star asked, "Aren't you the guy in the Beamer parked by our camper?" I admitted that I was, and she said, "We met some of the truckers and asked them over for a little party. Want to join us?"
"Uh, sure," I said, not knowing what the protocol was for socializing with people you were sharing a parking lot with.
"Good," she said. We've got some snacks and sodas. Sorry, no alcohol. This place will usually ignore us if we behave, but they really don't like drinking in their lots." Then she said, "Wait a minute, we've got to pick up something else." The couple ahead of me in line checked out and stood around as if they were waiting for someone. He was a big guy, well over six feet tall. The woman was a brassy blond with big hair and a matching butt. As I paid for my stuff, Star and Snake came back and checked out. I noticed that they had added a large box of condoms to their basket. Party? What was I getting into?
After paying, they said hello to the couple who'd been ahead of me. "These are two of the truckers we were telling you about. This is Gus and his wife."
"Just call me Sweet Lips," the woman said. "That's what Gus always calls me.
Snake told them, "This is the guy from the Beamer. He's gonna join our party." Then back to me, "There's one other guy, Bubba, who's gonna meet us at the camper."
As we headed back to the parking lot my four new friends were talking and laughing. It did not appear they had known each other long. I followed them to the camper, still thinking about the box of condoms.
Bubba was waiting at the camper. When we went in I saw they had set it up so that most of the space was taken up with two beds crowded next to a small kitchenette. "We folded the table down to make room for the beds," Star told us. "Thought we'd be more comfortable this way. I'll set the snacks on the counter, I think we can all reach them." She also put the rubbers out in easy reach of everyone.
I added my peanuts and chips to the supply and we stretched out on the beds. That's when Star said, "Beamer here likes our tattoos. Think we should show him all of 'em?"
"Sure," Gus said. "Bubba and I want to see 'em too."
"Okay, but y'all need to show yours,." Both of the men had tattoos exposed on their arms.
"And maybe Sweet Lips will show us hers, Gus said. "What do you think, Sweets? Wanna show off?"
Sweet Lips smiled coyly and said, "Maybe."
"Great," Star said. "We'll all show our tats. But any clothes we have to take off gotta stay off. Y'all okay with that rule?"
We all agreed and Snake said, "I'll go first." She then pulled her shorts off, revealing the snake wrapped around and up her leg. The tail was on her ankle and the head of the snake was on her inner thigh, it's pointed tongue extended directly at her crotch. I could see the black pubic hairs through her white panties. I thought she looked a little wet, but it could have been my imagination.
"You go next, Lips said to her hubby. "Show 'em what you've got." Gus pulled his shirt off, revealing various pictures on his arms, back and chest. On one breast was a red pair of lips. "Let's kiss him on the lips, girls," his wife said, leaning over and putting her mouth against the tattoo. Star followed suit, giving him a loud slurping kiss. Then Snake threw her arms around him and sucked on his nipple like she was trying to get milk out.
"Whoa, enough Honey," Gus said, pulling her away. "You're next," he said to Star. She didn't hesitate to pull her blouse off, revealing the entire big dipper which started next to her nipple, dipped into her cleavage and ended with the star I first saw when she had leaned over the freezer.
Holding her boobs out, she said, "Now, y'all gotta kiss this one too." Without hesitating, Gus leaned over and sucked a star, nipple and all, into his mouth. Bubba went next, then it was my turn. By the time I had it in my mouth her nipple was wet but hard as a rock. When she finally pushed me away, she said to Bubba, "Now you, big guy. Show 'em off."
Bubba pulled his shirt off and turned around, showing us the pictures on his arms, back and chest. Then he pulled down his jeans, revealing several more on his legs. "Any up here?" Snake asked, pulling up the leg of his boxers. "Guess not," she said. I noticed that she kept her hands on the front of his shorts, rubbing on the lump there. I also saw that Star was snuggling up to Gus. He had her tits in his hands, playing with her nipples.
