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Trucker surprise
Emma had been learning modern dance and dram at a local club for three months, Emma had caught the dance bug just after her tenth birthday and now on the first Friday of the school holiday it had an impact on my life for the first time. Friday had been my special day for a year now, the day I spent pleasuring myself and my boy friend, John, all day. From the first Friday, when all I let him do was have sex with me in my bed, I had my nighty on even though he was naked, with the curtains closed and the light off I managed to hold on to my modesty, well that was a very long time ago, now I was use to very hot sex five or six times during my special Friday, not just in the bedroom, not even just in the house, John had eased me out of my prissy life and into a very full sex life. John loved me to walk nude in the local woods for thirty minutes in the hope that a stranger would stumble across me and then follow me to a place where John would fuck me. Well this was the first Friday that there would be no possibility for sex, first Friday of the school holiday and Emma's dance and drama group had been entered into a competition in London. Emma wasn't good enough yet to take part in the competition but she was expected to go along to watch and support the more experienced dancers, there was also a lecture by top ballet, jazz and modern dancers that she wanted to go too. John volunteered to drive Tom, Emma's 13-year-old brother, Emma and I, all the way to London for the day, we may not be able to fuck but at least we would be spending the day together. The day was pretty uneventful, rather boring to be honest but John and Tom seemed to take a lot more interest in things when they saw how the girls were dressed for the dance competition, frankly I was shocked at how little the girls wore to dance in front of total strangers, admittedly my upbringing had been different to most, no one ever saw me unless I was fully dressed in my whole life, well except for my mother, but even she wouldn't look at me after I was three years old, I would have to bath myself and dress and undress totally alone from about that age, now seeing all these young girls showing so much of there bodies in public made me regret allowing Emma to join the troupe. Long story short, it was a very long day, well past ten o'clock in the evening before we left the competition hall ready for a long one hundred and thirty mile drive back to Derby. It was a slow crawl to get out of London even at that time of night and both Tom and Emma were sleeping before we got onto the M1 motorway. John checked the kids were well asleep and then suggested that I remove my knickers, I looked back over my shoulders and as soon as I was happy that both children were sleeping I slipped out of my panties and slipped them into the glove box. John set the cruse-control to sixty miles an hour and slipped his hand under the hem of my skirt, he finger fucked me for around ten miles, it was lovely but never going to relieve the frustration I had from a sex free Friday but lovely never the less. I didn't actually manage to climax in the ten minutes or so that John worked clumsily between my thighs but I was grateful that he had at least tried. I watched as John unzipped his trousers and took out his very large erection, eight inches long and six inches in circumference, I always loved to see it erect and wanting me, I reached out and began to reciprocate, massaging John's hard cock, John slid his seat back a little and put his hand on top of my head, he pulled my head towards his lap; I knew exactly what he wanted to do, I was very happy to suck his cock just so long as he didn't cum in my mouth, he had done that once, very early in our relationship and I had been violently sick a few minutes later, so if I sucked him I always made sure ho dumped his load on my breasts, face or stomach, anywhere but in my mouth. I quickly did a double check on the kids before I bent down and took his huge cock in my mouth, I had decided to try my best to give him the best blow job I had ever given him, even to the point of finishing him off in my mouth for only the second time in my life. I was lost in the act of ministering to John's needs; I didn't hear that he had opened his window wide; I didn't hear the sound of the huge articulated lorry that had been overtaking us but when the driver noticed what I was doing to John he slowed down to match our speed. The lorry was from Greece so the driver was on the left hand side of the vehicle and he had a perfect view down into John's window at my head bobbing up and down in Johns lap. I got the warning shot of salty pre-cum in my mouth to warn me how close John was to climaxing, I was telling myself over and over again that this time everything was going to be OK, I would just start swallowing as soon as I felt him start to cum and try not to think of the possibility of the sperm making me sick. I managed to swallow two jets of John's cream but I suddenly felt sick so moved my mouth off of his cock, I took two full shots in the face before I got clear, my face was covered in thick sperm, suddenly I was aware of two things, a lot of noise from outside of the car and Tom looking at me smiling, his eyes were heavy and he was fighting to keep them open and then he finally lost the battle and slipped back to sleep. The noise outside the car was the Greek lorry driver, he was hanging right out of his window shouting at us, he wasn't paying attention at all to the direction of his lorry, just the speed, keeping it synchronised with us, he was banging on his door, pointing to the list of contact telephone numbers, one was in Greece and one UK but there was also a mobile number, he was shouting "Ring, ring" at us. John dialled the number and I watched as the other driver picked up his phone, there was a very loud but very short conversation in English between John and the Greek, then John tried French and Spanish, "Ah! Espanyol" from John, I watched as the other driver nodded his head violently. I missed the point of the conversation, as I didn't understand a word of Spanish, when John closed his phone down he turned slightly towards me and said; "He's asking if we want to follow him off the motorway for some fun in the lay-by." John looked ahead for a few seconds and then looked back at me, "Well?" I didn't answer, I was shocked, it was a little out of the blue and my children were in the car with us, I wasn't even sure that Tom was actually fully asleep but it wasn't a total surprise, John had often talked to me about another man watching us having sex, and if I liked him, the man he could join in and I would have sex with him too. Up to that second it had all just been fantasy, something that John said during sex to add spice to things, increase his pleasure and to be really honest my pleasure too. I still hadn't answered John's question, I had often not agreed to something that John wanted to try, so long as I didn't have an outright objection or revulsion to something I would rather just allow it to happen if John wanted it badly enough, it gave me the option if I didn't like it in the end to say that I hadn't agreed to something and give John a hard time for a few hours but also it meant that I didn't just say no to something that might turn out to actually be fun. There was a few miles before the next junction which we travelled in silence, I eventually used my knickers to wipe my face clean and then regretted it as it meant that I couldn't put them back on. The night suddenly turned bright orange as the banks of left indicator lights on the rear of the lorry started blinking telling us that the junction was fast approaching, "Well?" John asked again, I remained silent; I just looked him in the eye and felt my face heat up as I blushed. John made his decision at the one hundred yards marker and turned his own indicator on the lorry didn't start to leave the motorway until he saw our indicator flash; he almost missed the slip road. We followed up the slip road and to the left; there was a long lay-by just off the motorway with five lorries already parked on it. The lorry we were following pulled in as far from the other lorries as possible and John slotted his car in just in front of the lorries cab. I sat looking in the little mirror on the back of the sun-visor, I was looking for any sign that Emma or Tom were less than fully asleep, I also watched the lorry driver closing a set of curtains around the front window of the cab, John was standing at the drivers door which was open and he was talking to the driver. I checked the time, just turned midnight, I was feeling very sick, not certain if it was the load of sperm I had taken into my stomach or if it was the situation, I was on the look out for any excuse to tell John I wanted to go home. I almost jumped out of my skin as John opened my door, "He's got a full sized double bed in there and a kitchen, looks just like a bed-sit!" I was about to say that I'd changed my mind, "He say's he's happy just to watch if you don't want him to touch you." That was the clincher, I was desperate to feel John in my pussy, I'd missed it all day, it had been hell to be so close to him all day without being able to touch, even kissing him had brought looks of horror from the other parents at the competition hall. I pushed myself out of the door before I chickened out, I watched as John rummaged through his glove box and was shocked to see him pull out an unopened packet of condoms. I had never asked John to use a condom on me and I assumed that his wife wouldn't have insisted on one either so it proved what I had suspected for a while, John wasn't satisfied with just two women, he always wanted more. It was quite a climb up into the cab of the lorry, John pushed me from behind so that I went straight into the sleeping compartment without stopping in the cab area, he introduced me to Costas as I knelt on the double bed, I looked around, the light inside the lorry was brighter that in my own living room and the quality of the interior fixtures and fittings surprised me, I had expected it to be very grubby inside, especially as we were about to commit a very grubby act inside it. Costas wore trainers with no socks, t-shirt with no vest and tracksuit bottoms with no under pants; he was naked before John had closed the door. I took in a deep breath, I was starting to regret entering, Costas didn't look like a man who was going to 'just watch', he had the look of a man who expected more. John undressed himself quickly and then he undressed me, apart from my bra I had the same amount of clothes on as Costas but John undressed me a lot slower. Costas's eyes opened wide as he saw my ginger pussy hair come into view and as my bra was slipped slowly from my breasts he whistled in appreciation of my thirty-six inch 'D' cup breasts. John positioned me carefully so that Costas would get the best view of John's cock as it slid into my ginger love tunnel, I relaxed a lot as John lifted my legs and started pushing into me, Costas hadn't moved a muscle, well apart from taking his cock in his hand and slowly massaged it as he watched us. John wasn't in any hurry to make me climax, he was keeping his body as far away from me as possible, trying to give Costas the best possible view of the action, it took me ages to build up to a climax, all the time John was fucking me I was staring at Costas, I told myself that I was watching for any kind of movement that would indicate a threat but if I had been honest with myself it was the biggest turn on of my life to that date to have Costas watching me being fucked. Costas was whispering in Spanish all the time John was fucking me, John suddenly fell forward and began pounding his meat into me, I fired off into an instant orgasm then John started to whisper into my ear, "Can he have a go, if I cum in you and you want him to fuck you, it would be unfair for him to have to use a condom in you if you're full of my spunk!" I was gasping for air from the climax and John asking me if Costas could take a turn at me gave an added kick to my orgasm which didn't get past John unnoticed. He pushed his upper body off of me again but kept the connection between cock and pussy, he dragged his trousers to him and took the packet of condoms from his pocket, he fixed his eyes on me as he stripped the cellophane packaging from the packet, he was giving me the opportunity to shake my head, or give some other sign that I didn't want him to pass a condom over to Costas. John held the foil wrapped prophylactic in front of my face for a second, I looked at Costas, his face was a picture of expectation and then John tossed the condom to Costas. I watched as Costas skinned the latex over his cock, if John's cock was above average size, Costas's cock was definitely in the lower half of the size scale, not that I was any kind of expert but I had seen a few videos of men having sex and some pictures. Costas's cock looked the size I would expect my ex-husband's to be if I had ever seen it, but I never actually saw my ex-husbands cock. Costas covered my body, he tripped himself in his rush to get on top of me, he fell and winded me slightly, he stuck his cock in me and fucked me quite clinically. Costas was less interested in my pleasure; all he wanted to do was to fill his condom as soon as possible, John watched with interest as I was fucked by the Greek amateur. Costas grunted his climax and filled his condom in around seven minutes, I watched as he rolled off of me and onto his side, he grasped his cock at the base and drew his fist from base to head three times to make sure all the sperm was clear of his cock, then he removed the condom and tied a knot in the end, tossing the limp, used, pink condom into the door well, ready to be kicked into the lay-by as soon as he was ready to drive off. Costas lay on his side, pressing his now flaccid cock against my hip, John returned between my legs and began fucking me as if he really meant it, driving me to an almost instant orgasm. Costas pulled my face toward him and began kissing my lips, I didn't reciprocate at first, fucking me was one thing, wanting to kiss me was something else, he began massaging my breast and I opened my mouth and allowed his tongue to enter. John was fucking me fast and furiously, I was gasping for air going through one climax after the next, I was more than just an open mouth to Costas's tongue now too, I was sucking it into my mouth, treating it as if it were John's cock, and pushing my own tongue into Costas's mouth and he was biting it gently, my climax was stronger and wilder than it had ever been before. Costas broke away from my mouth, he asked John a question in Spanish, John shook his head, another question, John raised his shoulders as if he didn't know the answer, Costas asked the same question but this time the stress points in the words were different, John stopped fucking me, he was just stationary giving me a chance to get my breath back, a smile slowly creped across his face, John slipped his arms around my back and he rolled himself onto his side, there was a little pain as his hip crushed down onto my leg but he pulled my calf into the gap between his hip and his ribcage. John began sliding in and out slowly, he was kissing me, I felt he was trying to hold my attention, stop me wondering what Costas had asked him. I broke John's kiss and looked for Costas, he was taking something from a draw at the side of the bed, I recognised the tube of KY jell instantly, I watched as he opened the tube and punctured the seal, John was trying to get me to look back in his direction but I was watching Costas very closely. Costas placed a bead of jell on my bottom then used his index finger to manoeuvre the lubricant around my anal muscle, I watched as his finger eased inside, John managed to get my face back to him and began kissing again, Costas was massaging into my bottom quite fast and firmly, John had tried to get his cock in that particular place quite a few times in the past but he was just too big to get in without killing me with pain. I surprised myself when I started to have a small climax from the dual effect of rapid 'finger in the bottom action' and slow fucking from John's huge cock, Costas was not only going in and out with his finger but he was also making circular movements too, gently stretching the muscle as well as easing the lubricant deeper inside. When Costas pulled his finger out of my bottom I managed to stop myself making a disappointed sound but I was beginning to very much enjoy the double attention, it would have been better if our positions had been better for John to fuck me, on our sides meant that he couldn't get any speed or put any pressure into fucking me, John pulled my body hard against his and started to kiss me passionately. I felt a very cold hard metal KY jell tube being pressed against my bottom, not just delivering a bead of lubricant to the outside, the opening to the tube was being pressed hard against my anal muscle, I felt a little jet of cold jell squirt inside and then the tube being rotated ninety degrees left and then right, I felt a little pop as my anal muscle opened wider to allow the whole end of the tube to pass, then Costas held the tube in place with one hand and squeezed the closed end of the tube, it felt very weird to have the contents of the tube emptying into my bottom, all I really felt was the cold jell filling the space inside of me and then the pressure build up until something inside gave way and the cold feeling moved from around the tube to much deeper inside and then the pressure starting to build up again. I started to wonder why Costas would need to put so much lubricant into my bottom when it suddenly dawned on me that he wasn't happy with just pushing his finger into my bottom, I broke my kiss with John and looked over my shoulder just as Costas removed what was left of the tube from my bottom, Costas was once again hard and he was taking a second condom from John's box of three, I watched as he peeled the condom down the length of his cock, then watched as he emptied the last of the lubricant over the outside of the condom. John rolled onto his back while still holding me clamped firmly in his arms so I naturally followed and ended up riding on top of him, as Costas wiped his hands on a paper towel John opened his legs as wide as he could, causing me a little pain as my legs were forced open by John's legs in a way they hadn't opened before. Costas then moved to kneel between John's legs and pressed his condom covered cock against my bottom, I braced myself for the pain but felt hardly any at all, John had never actually managed to get his cock into my bottom but had caused me a lot of pain while trying, the only thing I actually felt was a little pressure and then a little pop as the slippery cock popped open my tight anal muscle. Costas was a little more gentle while fucking my ass than he had been while fucking my pussy, it took him almost thirty minutes to climax rather than the seven it took him to finish off in my pussy. All the time that Costas was ass fucking me John had just been taking his time, slowly fucking me in the pussy being careful not to let himself climax. As soon as Costas filled his second condom he pulled his cock from my bum but before my anal muscle had a chance to relax John had slipped out of my pussy and taken up the space vacated by Costas. John wasn't quite so gentle as Costas had been he was much faster and using more force in each thrust, and just the fact that his cock was twice as thick meant that it was far more painful, I still managed to reach a violent climax even though I was in a lot of pain. John filled my bum with his thick cum in just a few minutes and I was glad that my first anal experience was finally over. Costas was chattering at John in Spanish, I could feel John was starting to pull out but then he stopped, "Do you have a tampon in your handbag?" He John asked me, I was a woman with a handbag, of course I had a tampon in there just in case of emergencies, I nodded my head and Costas passed my bag to me, John told me to find it, I searched in the depths of my bag and came up with a tampon, it wasn't a Tampax, just a cheap, cellophane wrapped imitation, I passed it to John, he passed it straight on to Costas and then as Costas quickly tore off the cellophane John eased himself out of my bottom, I had to gasp again in pain as Costas replaced John's cock with the unwrapped tampon. John and I dressed in silence, Costas had decided to have his sleep break in the lay-by as he was already in bed and naked, I followed John out of the cab, he had to help me down from the high step, my foot caught the two condoms that Costas had thrown into the foot well of the door and they followed me out into the road. There were five other lorry drivers standing at the side of Costas's lorry, they must have been able to hear everything that had gone on inside the parked up lorry. John stood chatting to the other drivers, I noticed a man was standing by John's car, he was talking to Tom through the open rear window. I rushed over to the car and told Tom to close the window then I got into the car as the man walked over to where John and the other drivers were all chatting. "Mum, what were you doing in that mans truck?" Tom asked, "Just having a chat and a drink with the driver!" I replied, "OH! That other guy said you were having sex". I blushed deeply but didn't reply. John was in the car in just a few minutes and pulled away from the lay-by in a huge arc and headed back towards the motorway. "Pith we don't live closer, they all asked when we were likely to be back this way, I think you have a little fan club there, they all loved how you looked and even more how you sounded!" I checked the mirror in the sun-visor; Tom was sitting there, wide-awake, with a broad grin on his face.
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