This chapter was requested by a Trucker.
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After fucking Cindy one more time, they drifted off to sleep. Her Father had to go back on the road tomorrow, he was an independent trucker.
The next morning Cindy woke to the smell of bacon and eggs. She got out of bed and took a shower. When she finished, Cindy noticed her Father had just about finished packing, when she asked,
"Daddy, could I go on the road with you?"
"Cindy I'll be gone for about two weeks. I'm not staying in any fancy hotel. Most of the time I'll be parked at a truck stop, staying in the sleeper cab."
"That's okay Daddy, I don't mind. I'd like to get away for a while. Can I go?"
"I guess. Hurry up and start packing, I need to be on the road in a few minutes."
Cindy ran to her room and threw her travel bags on the bed. She was packing and trying to hurry, when she heard the stacks of the old diesel engine rumble. Just as she zipped it shut, her Father gave a blast on the air horn, signaling it was time to go.
She ran out of the house carrying her bags, dressed in a tight white tank top, blue jean cutoffs and sneakers. Climbing up into the big rig, she shut the door and smiled at her Father.
"Okay Big Daddy, lets roll!" Big Daddy was her Father's handle on the CB.
Her Father just shook his head as he grabbed the gear shifter. He revved the engine and exhaust smoke blew up through the stacks. They pulled out and headed for the Interstate.
As her Father drove down the ramp, he grabbed the CB and began to talk.
"Hey, this here's Big Daddy traveling with a little beaver, heading east bound on I-80, just passed yard stick 47. Anybody out there got a bear report?"
A voice comes out of the speaker, as he adjusted a knob on the CB.
"Yeah, you might want to back off the hammer. There's a bear trap in a plain wrapper about ten miles up ahead."
"10-4." her Father replied, as he hung the mic back up.
Another male voice come over the CB.
"Hey Big Daddy, how about letting that little beaver you have there with you, get on the radio?"
Her Father smiled and handed Cindy the mic.
"Daddy, I don't know what to say, I'm not a trucker."
He laughed and said,
"I know you're not, but trust me, they won't care. Besides, now you're the Little Beaver."
Cindy held the mic to her mouth and spoke.
"Um, hi. Hi, this is,... the Little Beaver. How are you?"
"Hey Little Beaver, you have a sexy voice. You could really make the miles go by fast."
Cindy, not knowing what to say.
"Well, thank you. You sound nice, yourself."
"Hey Big Daddy, why don't you bring the Little Beaver to Woody's Truck Stop tonight for an overnighter?"
"That's a big 10-4." Her Father replied.
"Daddy, what does he mean about an overnighter?"
"We'll be getting off the road a little earlier tonight and going to park the rig, but he and the boys will want to meet you now."
"Oh, okay. I hope we get along."
Laughing.
"Oh,... I'm sure you will, baby."
The day went on, driving mile after mile, stopping only to refuel. Cindy got an idea to pass the time a little, when they were back up inside the truck. Pulling out from diesel station, Cindy took off her tank top.
Her Father looked over at her young tits with hard pink nipples, sun glaring through the window on them.
"Cindy, I don't know if I'll be able to keep my eyes on the road. The guys at the truck stop are going to be happy seeing you."
Cindy just smiled, sitting there topless as they drove. Every time he would pull out from a dead stop, the front of the truck would jump, causing her tits to bounce.
After a few miles down the road, Cindy unbuttoned her cutoffs and slid them off, along with her pantys. Sitting there completely naked except fora pair of ankle socks, sneakers and a pair of cheap sunglasses, that she bought at the truck stop. Cindy spread her legs and reached down to her pussy. She moaned out loud, as she fingered herself. Her Father grabbed the mic and handed to her.
"Here baby, moan into this. Let all of those truckers out there get turned on by you. Make Daddy happy."
Cindy took the mic from her Father and held it to her mouth.
"Mmmm, hey baby. This is the little beaver. Oh, oh,... mmmm. This is the hot Little fucking Beaver, and playing with my pussy as the Big Daddy drives. Would you like to listen to me get off? Mmmm, I'm so fucking horny right now."
Before you knew it, voice after voice came over the speaker begging her to continue. One trucker said he was pulling over so he could jerk off to her voice.
"Mmmm, yeah,... that's my big boys. The Little Beaver is going to make all of your cocks feel so good. Now sit back and get comfy, as I stroke my pretty pink, smooth,... eighteen year old pussy,... for all my Daddies out there."
"Oh, oh, oh,... Daddy, do you want to be my Daddy? Mmmm, yes,... I'm sitting here naked, in this big rig with my legs spread wide. My finger is inside my pussy for you Daddy. Do you like that? Oh Daddy, my fucking cunt is so hot and wet just thinking about you fucking me. Oh, oh, oh Daddy, as I finger myself, my other hand is playing with my tit. Do you like my firm young tits, Daddy? Would you like to suck on my pink nipple? Oooh Daddies, if you would like this to continue, meet me at Woody's Truck Stop tonight."
Her Father forcefully grabbed the mic from her.
"Cindy, are you fucking nuts? Every fucking trucker in the area will be there now! What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"Look at me Daddy! I'm sitting in your truck, in front of my own Father completely naked, finger fucking myself! What the fuck do you think is wrong with me? I told you, I'm a fucking slut! I fucking love cock, that's just the way it is. And if you still want some of my fucking pussy, that's how it has to be. I love you Daddy, but I also love to have as much cock as I can get!"
"Okay baby. That's fine, you're a big girl now. If that's the way you want it, that's the way it will be."