Trucker's wife

CHAPTER SEVEN

Besides fucking Al Fletcher every chance she got, Alice continued to meet the young man each week. Chris never suspected that his wife was getting her ass, her mouth, and her cunt filled with any cock other than his, because every time he wanted to fuck Alice, she was more than ready. In fact, at the slightest hint, she would attack him.

He also never suspected that the sudden rash of hijacked trucks running out of his terminal was the result of Alice getting information to Al Fletcher.

But Chris did begin to suspect Al. And, by watching Al, he found out, in the strangest way, Alice's connection with the hijacker.

On the Monday after Al's latest demand, Alice was able to get the time and routes that he wanted. About three that afternoon, Al called.

"You got 'em?… good. I'll be by." "No… I'll give it to you on the phone," Alice replied.

"You know I don't like telephones."

"But you can't come here."

He chuckled. "All the better. You come here. I want a little of your pussy tonight anyway. About eight."

That night, Alice made a flimsy excuse to Chris about going out. To her surprise, he didn't object.

"That's okay, honey. I've got some business tonight myself."

At seven-thirty, Alice drove the route she knew so well to Al's apartment.

"Hi, baby… come on in." Al Fletcher stood in the doorway stark naked. His cock was a rigid pole of hard flesh in his stroking hand. "As you can see, I've been waiting for you."

Alice threw the envelope on a table just inside the door and turned to walk away.

"C'mere," Al growled, and grabbed her by her hips.

She heard the door slain behind her as his lips came down on hers and his jutting cock mashed against her belly. His tongue slithered between her hut lips and, even though she fought him, she could feel the tide of passion already swirling through her pussy.

She didn't pull away when Al took her hand and closed it around the huge length of his prick. "Oh, Al," she mumbled, "I can't tonight. I've got to get back."

"Bullshit."

He held her tighter and pressed his face into the perfume of her hair. Slowly, he moved his hips back and forth, sending his big cock in and out of her hand.

"Just relax, baby." His voice became soft and mellow, with a mesmerizing effect on her mind and body. "Just think about my cock, baby. Think about how good it feels sliding up your cunt, about how it fills your mouth-when you suck it. You can almost feel it sliding into you, can't you, baby?"

"Yes… yes, dammit," Alice groaned, and rubbed the head of his prick against her skirt over

her cuntal mound.

Al's body was also heating up from her nearness. He could feel one firm, warm breast pressing against his rib cage, could feel the nipple hardening. He smiled as he continued to talk. His words were having the desired effect on her.

God, Alice thought, I am a whore. I do want his cock; I do want to fuck him! His words seemed to flow like warm butter into her ears, soothing, hypnotic. She could feel twitching, excited sensations deep within her belly. Her cuntlips began to secrete droplets of juice, moistening her panties.

She began to open and close her thighs over her cunt as Al's hand slid up along her back. Then down, down it went, to the arc of her asscheeks.

Al's hand had dipped under her sweater. It trailed hot paths along the bare skin of her flat stomach, moving higher to touch her tightly encased breasts. He cupped first one and then the other. Alice's hips began to squirm against his. She turned her body slightly more toward him, pressing herself to him.

He ground his lips onto hers, completely engulfing her mouth with his, flicking his tongue forward to slip past her teeth and into her mouth.

Pinwheels of light flashed in back of Alice's eyes

at the sheer physical impact of his kiss. Her hand lifted from his chest to encircle his neck, press his head tightly, molding their mouths together like molten metals fusing into one. His hand was pushing her bra up now, touching the hot flesh of her naked breast, touching the hard bud of her nipple, pinching it painfully between his fingers. His tongue sawed mercilessly in and out of her mouth, and she purred with pleasure deep in her throat.

Then his hand left her breast, moved down along her stomach, seeming to sear her skin with its sensuous heat, and stopped at the waistband of her skirt. Quickly, he unbuttoned the single button at the side, located the zipper and drew it down. His fingers went to the band of her panties, swiftly moved inside, pushing the material down, his fingertips touching the hot flesh of her belly, and then the first curling strands of her downy fur. But he didn't pause there; he let his hand slide still lower, his middle finger extended until it came into sudden contact with the warm, damp furrow of her cunt.

Alice's body jackknifed against him with the electric contact of his touch on her naked crotch. Al dipped his middle finger into the wet passage, teasing the hardened button of her clit, playing

with it, reveling in the feel of her pussy and the vibrating arousal of her firm young body.

Christ, he thought, she really turns on! She wants cock all right!

"Baby," he whispered softly, taking his mouth from hers briefly, "baby, I want you. I want to fuck you, I need to fuck you, baby…"

"Yes, yes," she groaned, closing her eyes as he picked her from the floor and carried her into the bedroom. As he deftly removed her clothes, she urged him on with a trembling voice. "I want you, Al… I want you to fuck me, need you to fuck me just as much as you need it. Fuck me, Al. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.

Al Fletcher wasted no time. He wanted Alice just as much as she wanted him. Panting with desire, he slid down the length of her eagerly writhing body. Coming to rest between her widely splayed thighs, he reached between them and wound his fingers around his pulsating cock.

"Hurry, hurry, Al! Give me your beautiful meat! Fuck meeee!"

Swaying slightly, the big trucker positioned his meat right above the gaping opening of her pussy.

The young blonde wife was more than ready, and there was no need to prepare her as he guided the large rubbery head of his cock between her

soft, curling pussy hair.

Pausing for a moment, he nuzzled his throbbing cock-tip around in an impatient semicircle until the tight elastic cuntal mouth suddenly gave way and his long cock sluiced warmly into her welcoming channel. With one smooth movement of his hips, Al thrust forward with animal-like fury. Alice groaned, her lips contorting and her tongue running over her open, panting lips.

"Ohhhhh, Al, yes, yes!" she cried, her eyes rolling in ecstasy as his sperm-bloated balls slapped against her ass. Her jerking cunt opened wetly for him as the impact of his thrust drove her trembling thighs even wider apart.

The length and thickness of the trucker's cock was tremendous. It filled her completely, brimming out at its base from the clinging cuntlips and forcing her velvety passage wide with its girth.

Alice gurgled up at him, wanting to be fucked to the point of being hurt; she wanted to feel every ounce of her own whorishness thrown back into her face and cunt. She was a whore, and the rough trucker who fucked so wonderfully into her tight cunt at this very moment had succeeded as no one else ever had in making her know it.

"I'm a whore," she hissed. "I'm a fucking whore! Fuck me harder, Al. Tear me apart with

your cock! Show me how much of a whore I am!" With every grunt and smarting slap of his hairy

groin against her smooth, lean body, Alice felt more cock and more degradation.

And she loved it.

She screamed with lust and dug her talon-like fingers into the flesh of his rotating buttocks. Al gloated above her, knowing that he had ignited this fire in her… and he was the one who would put it out.

He pivoted up on his knees and elbows above her thrashing body, feeling her cunt sucking up and down the length of his pulsing cock.

"Yes, oh fuck me like that. Oh, God, do it, yes, do it!" she chanted hoarsely.

Al slipped his hands under her churning asscheeks, grasping them painfully, one in each hand. He smiled openly at each low moan of passion that came from her throat, knowing that neither the young man nor her fool of a husband could have brought her to this level of wanton passion. The aroused young girl flexed and unflexed her buttocks beneath his fingers, and he jerked her impaled cunt flesh harder up on his long thrusting prick. He felt her pull her thighs back a little more, the moist opening of her pussy dilating and clasping around his racing cock with each

thrust and withdrawal he made into her.

He squeezed and fondled her white asscheeks, letting the flesh ooze like bread dough around his hand. Then, slowly and methodically, he slid one hand toward the tight little hole of her anus. He paused, his middle finger in the damp crevice just above the tiny opening. He felt her buttocks tense beneath his hands when his fingertips nudged the anal ring. Then he felt her unexpectedly push back with her buttocks, impaling herself on his finger. With a sudden, thrusting stab, he pushed into her tight opening, feeling the soft rubbery flesh yielding before his attack.

"AArrgghh!" she squealed up at him, thrashing her wildly pumping asscheeks around in his cupping hands.

"Like it, huh?"

"Yesssss… both holes! Fill up both my fuck holes!"

He pushed again, grunting in satisfaction as she came down hard with her asscheeks, helping in the attack on her rear hole.

Al had lodged his finger all the way up to the second knuckle in her tight anus. He wormed it around in the warm interior, curling the fingertip so that he could feel the ridge of his own pistoning prick through the thin membrane that separated

the two passages. The beautiful blonde rotated her hips eagerly back onto his finger while gasps of pleasure-pain bubbled from her lips. She jerked her cunt up and don on his long, thick cock. The rhythm of the dual fuck pinioned her tightly so that each thrust of her writhing buttocks sent her torso into new spasms of lust-incited fury.

"Ohhhh, God, it's so gooood, so gooood!" she groaned.

Her fiery cuntal passage was hot and juicy, while the rubbery channel of her rectum was filled now with two of his fingers. Al fucked in and out with cock and fingers, never taking his eyes from Alice's face. She was writhing and twisting like a true whore beneath him, unable to control her wild desire to be fucked by everything he could give bet

"Ohhhhh, deeper, deeper! Harder, fuck me harder!" she begged. Her sensual young body was slick with perspiration. Her rippling belly and the sloping area above her pussy mound was hot with liquid passion that seemed to spill out in an unending flow from her dilating cunt. With each slap of his cum-filled balls on the crevice between her asscheeks, Al could feel more of her excited juice pulsing out.

His two outstretched fingers fucked relentlessly

far up into her tightly stretched rectum and merged with the smooth pistoning of his hard cock until the two shafts became one, mercilessly impaling both her holes.

"Oh, yes, do it, do it! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Alice chanted. She was nearing her orgasm. She swung her gripping thighs up around his back and waved her buttocks in total abandon from side to side as she spiraled her cunt up and down on his ramming cock.

Then, suddenly, her body stiffened and an anguished cry erupted from her lips.

"I'm comming, I'm commminnnng!"

Her ankles locked in a death grip behind his back. Her thrashing body shook and arched high. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face close to hers. She felt the muscles of her exploding cunt expand and contract in fury, the lips of her pussy grasping around his driving prick.

Her hot juice spewed down the wide-split crevice of her ass and flowed over his sperm-bloated balls as they slapped hard against his fingers thrusting into her fucked anus.

The complete abandonment of the girl's come started an aching pressure in Al's balls. Suddenly, he felt a familiar tingling. He gripped the thrashing young wife's buttocks and squeezed them cruelly,

drawing her up in midair and feeling her cringe as gasps of passion began spewing from his own throat.

"Oh shit!" he snorted, his lips contorting and his face flushing as his climax ripped through him. His strokes increased to a peak of fury; his pelvis smacked hard against the ragged pink lips of her cunt as the rush of his cum shot from the head of his cock, exploding deep into the liquid depths of her pussy.

"Shit! Now that's what I call some high-class, down-home fuckin'!"

Alice's eyes flew open.

The man in the doorway was large, with bright-red hair, and had his arm around a young girl barely past nineteen, who leaned against his chest, her eyes glowing with passion at the scene before her.

"What's going on?" Alice shuddered. The sperm seemed to congeal within her as she tried to squirm away from their gazes. "Who… who are these people?"

"Friends, baby… and partners. Meet Greg and Marcia. Come on in, you two and join the party!"