Saturday, 8:00AM
Eric Tillman listened as the recorded voice of his wife explained her situation. He was surprised at how well she was handling her situation. 'Normally she would be very stressed, but she almost seems relaxed,' he thought. 'She must have been tired; it was pretty late when she left that message.' He speed-dialed her number, not surprised that she didn't answer. 'Probably sleeping,' he thought. Little did Eric know that his beloved Julie was at that very moment having another man's cum pumped into her. He left a quick message after her voice mail greeting concluded.
"Hey sweetheart. I'm glad you're okay, and I'm sorry to hear about what happened! I'm glad you got picked up. I'm sure I don't have to tell you, but be careful! These truckers have no manners - don't let them try anything with you! Anyway, I'm going to be at Randall's cabin for the weekend. You remember Randall, right? My client...anyway, I won't have much service there, so I'll call you on Monday to make sure you're okay. And don't worry, I'll take care of the car. I love you very much! Say hi to Nikki for me - hope her surprise goes well!"
***
Monday, 9:00AM
Nicole, partially awake, stared at the bottom of Alyson's bunk. The strong black man and the diminutive redhead had left together a little while ago, leaving Nicole to her thoughts. She recounted for the third time the events that had occurred earlier that morning. She still couldn't understand why she had become so enthralled by Marcus. He told her to do things that she never would have done, and she found herself compelled to listen. She cheated on her boyfriend with a black man and her own roommate. Although she couldn't comprehend why she was so willing - eager, even - to give herself to the desires of the well-endowed black man, Nicole vowed that she would not succumb to lust again. She would continue her life as if her indiscretion had never happened, and Justin wouldn't have to know about it.
Nicole's phone beeped loudly from the dresser it rested on. She slinked out of bed, wearing only a thin tank top. The air was cool against her bare ass; she shivered slightly as she read the message she had received: 'Hey babe. How's spending time with the family? I miss you (and that fine ass!) Can't wait to see you again so we can get it on!' Nicole tensed up, feeling regret and shame for having cheated on him. She sent a quick response saying that she couldn't wait either. She followed up with a text to her mother, telling her that she wasn't feeling well and would call later. The thin brunette then slid back between her sheets and replayed her earlier activities once again, spreading her legs and sensually rubbing a finger against her clit.
***
Julie read her daughter's message. 'Guess I'll check out the pool,' she thought. She lifted herself from the stained bed sheets and looked down at them. She didn't realize how much cum her guests had poured into her, but it was a lot. She closed her eyes as she remembered the pleasure. Julie snapped out of her reverie long enough to take a shower and prepare herself for the day. She called Marcus but got no answer, so she decided to head out. She slipped into the two-piece string bikini she had bought the day before, and nodded, happy with her reflection.
Stepping into the bright sun, Julie lowered her sunglasses to shield her gorgeous eyes. She walked with confidence, smiling to herself as married men stopped packing their cars to openly stare as their wives yelled at them or gave her dirty looks. She opened the gate to the pool and glanced around. There were a couple of kids in the pool with a tired-looking mom, an overly hairy man reclining on a pool chair that sagged under his weight, and a young couple keeping to themselves under the shade of a large umbrella at one of the tables. Julie shrugged and stepped in, strolling to an open chair as far from the obese man as she could manage. She set her phone down and closed her eyes, resting as the warm sun shone down on her.
***
"I've never ridden in a real truck like this before," Alyson said as she excitedly bounced in the passenger seat of Marcus's rig. She looked around in wonder, taking in the sights of the interior. Marcus would have thought that this beauty would find his truck mundane at best, but she was really eating it up. "Is that a bed? Do you sleep in here? Do you ever have anyone ride with you?"
"Slow down there, Red," Marcus chuckled. "Yes, it's a bed, and yes, I sleep in it. I've had a few passengers here and there, but I mostly ride alone."
"So have you ever...like, you know..." Alyson asked, her eyes darting to the floor as she twirled a strand of her flame-red hard around her finger.
"Ever...?"
"You know," she said in a hushed tone, leaning forward, "have you ever had sex in here?"
Marcus laughed out loud. "Sadly, no," he lied. "I haven't met anyone in my travels that was interested."
Alyson's eyes widened with excitement. "I'm interested!" she said, a wide smile forming on her pretty face. "I...I mean, if you wanted to..." She cursed herself for sounding so desperate. In truth, though, she was. Not once in her life had she been made to feel the things she felt last night, and she needed more.
"I don't know...you're a nice girl, but..."
The excitement in her eyes became panic. "But what?" she asked frantically.
"Well, maybe you should just stick to white boys. They're pretty good in bed, too, aren't they?" he questioned.
Alyson felt as if he had just slapped her in the face. She crawled to the gap between the seats, putting her hands on his thigh. "White...boys? No, no, no. I don't want some white boy. They can't fuck for shit. What, am I not good enough for you?" she asked, angrily unzipping his pants. "Is my mouth not good enough for you?" she continued, pulling the black snake from his pants and burying it in her mouth. It began to expand immediately, growing in the throat of the redhead. She sucked him so hard that her cheeks were concave. She bobbed her head rapidly, intent on proving her worth, fitting more and more of his huge black cock into her mouth each time she lowered herself. Soon she was deepthroating his entire shaft, carefully breathing through her nose.
"Ah fuck, Red! I'm 'bout to nut all up in yo' throat! Swallow dat load, bitch!" Marcus cried, grabbing the back of her head and thrusting up into her, releasing his potent sperm into her gullet. She frantically drank his jizz, wishing she had more time to savor each blast before it slid down her throat and into her stomach. "Shit, ain't nobody ever made me cum so fast from a blowjob," he said, slumping back in his seat as he slid the thick black tube from the white girl's mouth. "Maybe you was made fo' black cock, after all..."
"May...be?" Alyson said, pronouncing each syllable between breaths.
"You sho' got the mouth fo' it."
"That's not all I have," Alyson voiced angrily. She stood up between the seats and straddled the black man. She had chosen to wear a short tennis skirt and no panties, allowing easy access to her nether regions. She grabbed his cock, still slick with her saliva, and plunged it into herself. She immediately moaned in ecstasy as she penetrated her soaked cunt with all twelve hard inches of his black meat on the initial insertion.
