Inspired by the song "Truck Stop In La Grange" by Dale Watson.
Wanda woke up with a start. "What was that?"
Billy stirred and rolled over in their small bed. He was half asleep, still groggy.
"What?"
Billy Mack and Wanda Ann are a truck driving couple. They're traveling together across the US, delivering goods and seeing the land. At the present moment they were parked in a layby in Norman, Oklahoma. Billy's a professional trucker and his wife Wanda is a school teacher riding along with him on her summer break.
Earlier that year, Billy had been in a truck driving accident in Colorado. Billy had deliberately crashed his truck to prevent hitting a disabled school bus full of children. He wasn't seriously injured, but during his short hospital stay, he was visited by a genie. The genie wanted to thank him for sacrificing himself to save the kids, so he granted Billy one wish. Billy's wish changed his life. Billy is now a superhuman sexual powerhouse. He can give intense and long-lasting pleasure to his wife. He does this by having a magical mouth and saliva that work to help him lick her pussy to as many orgasms as she wants. He also has magical semen. When he cums inside her, she becomes extra aroused and sensitive, leading to more pleasure and cumming. He can stay hard after he has an orgasm, and therefore he can last as long as he wants. This means he can have many ejaculations of his own. Every time he cums inside her, his special jizz feeds her pleasure. Finally, he can change his cock to whatever size he desires, merely by thinking and visualizing.
Naturally, their sex life is off the charts. Both of them are very happy, and horny all the time. They screw like teenage newlyweds. This has changed their attitudes in life. Where they used to have the normal stresses and worries of being an adult, now they are too busy fucking each others' brains out to care. Since Wanda is also a naturally caring and unselfish person, she wants other women to get the same joy she does. She knows that Billy's lovemaking superpowers can change other womens' lives besides hers. Now, as they travel the highways over the summer, she sometimes invites new women into their erotic world. These stories are told in the earlier chapters of the Loverman saga.
On this night, Wanda had awakened from a bad dream. In the dream she was being chased by a snarling dog, barking and showing its teeth. She was running to get away but her feet were not moving, the way it happens in dreams. The animal was getting closer and closer, she started to panic, and then she woke up.
She reached out her arm to Billy.. "Oh man, I had a scary dream. I don't think I can get back to sleep. My heart is pounding."
"Oh no. I'm so sorry. Do you want to talk about it? What time is it?"
"I don't even want to know what time it is. But it's dark outside. We should be sleeping. You have to drive tomorrow. And no, I'd rather not talk about it. Let's forget it."
The couple were snug in the sleeper compartment of their semi-truck. It was tight quarters but they made it work most nights. About one night out of 3 or 4, they would rent a room just to spread out a bit.
Billy thought for a minute. He put a little smile in his voice when he said, "Hey honey, here's an idea. How about if I eat you out? That'll help you sleep." Billy had a grin on his face. The blood started to flow to his loins.
"Oh you sexy thing! Yes, that will do the trick. Mmm, baby, I love it when you eat me." Wanda squirmed her legs up and got her panties off. She moved into the center of the tiny bed. Billy could feel himself springing to stiff attention. He maneuvered between Wanda's legs.
They were both still half asleep and there'd been zero foreplay. Billy took his time, kissing Wanda's thighs and tummy. He rested his head on her pubic mound. There he paused to take in her feminine scent. This intimate moment was so sweet, yet so sexy. Then he slowly and softly started kissing all over her most private area. He very sparingly would take a lick. Wanda let out a moan. He reveled in her deliciousness. And then he went to her most sensitive nub. He kissed and stimulated her in just the right way. Soon she was squirming under his tongue. Wanda had one, two, three big orgasms in Billy's mouth. His magic saliva could was making her cum endlessly. After three times she was happy, warm and relaxed. That was all she needed. Sleep would come soon.
"Thank you, my lover man." She rolled over so her back was to him, and worked herself into a spoon against Billy's body. But she could feel that something was unresolved with him. His stiffness pressed into her cheeks.
"Oh, sweetheart, how could I have been so selfish? Let me take care of that for you, my lover man."
Wanda rolled back over so she was facing Billy, and pushed him onto his back. His shaft stood at attention. She took him into her mouth and sucked and licked his cock head. Her hands held his wang while she lovingly gobbled him up. It wasn't long before Billy felt a climax building. He tightened up so the pressure could increase. Wanda pumped him and sucked his mushroom head. He let out a cry as he began unleashing a series of pulses into Wanda's mouth. She swallowed greedily while licking his tender crown and massaging his shaft with one hand and his balls with the other. When he was finally drained, Wanda smacked her lips.
"That was delicious. Good night, sweetheart," Wanda purred.
"Thank you, my love. Sweet dreams." He pulled her tight and kissed her. Then they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
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The next day they awoke with the sun, made coffee in their truck, and hit the road. They were scheduled to drop their trailer in Austin and then pick up another one and bring it to Houston by the end of the day. They motored down the hot Texas highway. It was late afternoon when they stopped for a break at a truck stop in La Grange.
The place was alive with the usual symphony of activity--engines rumbling, foot traffic in and out of the store, and the smell of fuel permeating everything. Wanda leaned against their rig, sipping her coffee, while Billy stretched his legs after his hours behind the wheel.
A burst of laughter cut through the air as a group of women spilled out of the C-store. They were dressed for a party--shimmering dresses, glittery sashes, and tiaras catching the parking lot lights. Wanda's eyes immediately sparkled with curiosity.
"Bachelorette party?" she whispered to Billy, nudging him.
"Looks like it," he replied, watching the women stumble and giggle their way closer.
The group noticed them, and the bride-to-be, sporting a sash that read "Sami's Last Rodeo," waved cheerily. "Hi there!"
Wanda stepped forward, smiling warmly. "You ladies celebrating?"
"Sure are!" Sami said, her grin wide. "It's my bachelorette party. The wedding's on Saturday. But our night's falling apart. The stripper we hired just canceled on us. Can you believe it?"
Wanda cocked her head, her lips curling into a sly smile. "That's a shame. You'd think he'd be more reliable. What are you going to do now?"
The group exchanged disappointed glances until Wanda spoke up again, her tone almost conspiratorial. "You know," she said, tapping her chin theatrically, "I might have a solution."
Billy shot her a cautious look. "Wanda..."
But Wanda ignored him, turning to the group with an amused glint in her eye.
"Ladies, I think my husband might be able to help you out."
The women's eyes darted to Billy, their expressions a mix of surprise and curiosity. The boldest of the group, a middle-aged woman in a sequined dress, smirked doubtfully. "Him? Really?" It was a reasonable question. Billy wasn't particularly athletic-looking, and she probably picked up his reluctance too.
"Oh, absolutely," Wanda said, her voice dripping with confidence. She stepped closer to Billy and grabbed his crotch, where his jeans bulged. "Billy's got some... special skills. And I'm always happy to share."
Billy's face reddened as the women burst into excited laughter. "Wanda, are you serious?"
"As a heart attack," she replied, grinning. "Come on, babe, think of it as public service. You'd be doing these ladies a favor."
The women cheered in approval, urging Billy to agree. Wanda leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper meant only for him. "Besides, you know you'll love every second of it. Look how cute they are."
Billy's eyes ran over the women. There were three of them. Sami, the bride, was tall and blonde, with a pretty face and beautiful curves. She could have been a cheerleader in her high school days. There was another young woman about Sami's age. She was slim with black hair in a short style, and striking blue eyes. She had on a sparkly crop top and short skirt that said she knew how to party. The last of the trio was an older woman who looked like she could be Sami's mother. She wore a tight shimmering top and snug pants that complemented her pretty face and open smile. Mom had taken good care of herself - she was definitely on the hot side. She was having a great time laughing and joking with the rest of them. The women huddled together in an excited buzz, their glittery outfits shining under the truck stop's fluorescent lights. Billy crossed his arms, shifting uncomfortably, while Wanda leaned against him, enjoying the moment far too much.
"So, here's the thing," Sami said, finally catching her breath. "The party's actually in Houston in a few hours. We were just grabbing a bite on the way."
Wanda's eyes lit up. "Perfect. That's where we're headed too! And we'll have some time to freshen him up." She smirked, eyeing Billy, who groaned dramatically.
"Oh no, no, no," Billy protested to her quietly. "Wanda, you're not really--"
Wanda shot Billy a look that silenced any further protests. "Shush," Wanda she interrupted, patting his chest. "You'll be great. You love a good crowd." She turned back to the group. "Where should we meet in Houston?"
The brunette woman pulled a flyer from her tiny clutch, handing it to Wanda. "I rented a suite in the Four Seasons downtown. Starts around nine. You sure he's game? He doesn't look much like a stripper."
"Oh, he's game. Trust me. Wait'll you see what he's got. By the way, you can pay him what you were going to pay the other stripper. How much was that, anyway?"
Wanda worked out the terms with the flyer girl. She found out that she was the maid of honor and party planner, and her name was Amanda. They shook hands and the women cheered, already planning outfits and songs. Jessica clapped her hands. "This is going to be great. Thank you so much!"
As they walked back to their rig, Wanda glanced at Billy, a mischievous grin on her lips. "See, I just saved the day for that gal."
Billy gave her a sidelong glance, shaking his head. "I didn't know being your husband came with an entertainment clause."
"It's in the fine print," she said with a wink. "Besides, you're going to knock their socks off. And who knows, it could lead to more, Mr. Loverman."
Back in the cab of their truck, Wanda was practically glowing with excitement. Billy, on the other hand, sat behind the wheel with a skeptical frown.
"You're enjoying this way too much," he said, shifting gears as they pulled onto the highway. 'Wait'll you see what he's got.' Really? I got nothin' besides this average truck drivin' body."
Wanda replied. "You're about to make some bride's night unforgettable. I know you can be sexy when you want to be. Just crank your dongle up to full size, turn the hard-on knob to eleven, and shake it around. You never know what might happen. But first..." She pulled out her phone and started searching.
