Nicole was asleep in the spinal column seat, cuddled up in the fetal position trying to get as comfortable as she could in my Honda Accord. We had been on the road for the last five time of day, leaving her parents'house at 9 pm, and hoping to arrive back to our place by 4 am. Spending the Night there was not an alternative. The lounge was the merely space available and even though I was only 27, I had grown out of the days where crashing on a couch was a comfortable option. So I told her I would repulse the altogether way and she could sleep in the back.

After my second cup of coffee the want to piss stirred and we were luckily passing a motortruck plosive consonant. I pulled over. Parked the car. And got out.

"I will be right back, going to take a leak,"I said leaning back down into the car to let Nicole eff. She gave a tiresome sigh and said ok, quickly drifting back to sleep.

I went into the bathroom which had one stall and two urinals. The can was not completely messy, nor was it the world's cleanest bathroom either. I went into the carrel. Not sure why, but I just felt like pissing in the stall and ignored the urinals.

The piss started to flow when I heard the bathroom doorway open. base steps approached one of the urinals and the sound of another man pissing quickly took form. I could even discover him sighing. Must have been a trucker holding it for that finish few hours.

After I finished I flushed the lav, left the sales booth, and quickly went over to moisten my handwriting. I was bore to get back on the route and get home as soon as possible. We were only center base and was already exhausted and wishing I could just sleep.

"Man that felt good, been holding it in for like an hour,"the man said, approaching the sinkhole and starting to dampen his hands.

The man who had just finished emptying his gravid bladder was a nigrify man who looked to be about 50 geezerhood old, give or take. From the aspect of him, he was probably about 6 feet magniloquent or just maybe just little than that, with an middling build but there was null that gave grounds he was very physically fit in any sort of way.

I gave a nimble smile and answer of,"yea, still got about 4 hours of driving for me."

"Damn, long nighttime ahead of you,"he said.

As he continued washing his paw he said,"to bad the copper came down on this place operose about two months ago. This used to be one of my favorite stops."

"What did they get busted for,"I asked curiously.

"harlotry. Girls used to attend around the truck yard. Pretty adept layover for a quick blowjob after being on the route. Girls were not anything especial but it got the job done,"he said.

"Oh, didn't realize that. Not from around here so I have never stopped here before,"I said.

"After the binge something kinda bizarre happened here. In this bathroom. I was taking a piss when a kid walked in, had to have been only about 20 yr old. Looked kinda like the colorful type, the form that played for the early team if you know what I mean,"he said.

By this I obviously took at as the kid had the feature of speech of a homosexual. Perhaps crocked clothes, or go for hairsbreadth, or any early womanly trait that might stick out.

"Anyway, after I was done with my stage business, the kid was just standing there when I turned around, and I was like, ‘ can I help you ’. He started talking about how too bad the piazza got busted and all that. And then out of nowhere he asked me if he could be of any help. I said what exactly do you mean boy. He goes well I give splendid blowjobs, at least that's what all the truckers around here say. I couldn't believe what I was hearing when he said this but before I even had a chance to respond he walked over and got on his knees. He unzipped my pant and said I want to take up it for you daddy, establish me that Shirley Temple Black prick. Next matter I knew, I was sitting back relaxing and letting this young gay kid suck my prick and eventually busted in his mouth. Was definitely awkward but that was a capital blowjob."

I was totally taken back by this story and not expecting that at all. But for some grounds it had me intrigued and without knowing why I took a glance at his crotch field. I think he saw me and started a subtle chuckle while brushing his hairsbreadth with his hand while looking in the mirror.

"But man I sure could use one of those blowjobs now,"he said in a powerful voice.

I stood there drying my hands not knowing what to say. The situation was a piffling tense and I felt awkward.

The future matter that happened I was not prepare for at all. Just as I was preparing to result he turned towards me.

He undid his belt, unbuttoned his dungaree, lowered the zip, and hooked his ovolo on the inside of his underdrawers, lowering his pants down to just above his knees. His black cock hung there flaccid and he placed his hands back on the sinkhole counter and leaned his backside to reside on the counter.

I could not take my eyes off of his smooth bleak tool. His body was a sullen brownness coloring material, but his cock was Shirley Temple, which I found fascinating and intriguing. I don't know why I got turned on, I was a straight guy with a hot girlfriend, but seeing this art object of dark meat had me growing a tent in my pant that I could not resist.

"You like what you see boy ?"he asked.

"Um I'm not sure about this,"I said with clear hesitation in my voice.

"Come over a little closer,"he said."I know you want a better look at it."

I walked over to him and stood right field in battlefront of him, all the while staring down at his flaccid shadow cock. It was like being in a enchantment that I just followed his command to get closer to his piece of black heart.



"wellspring, it's not going to suck itself,"he said while he placed his left hand on my justly shoulder and started to labor down with faint pressure.

I wonder what he would do if I resisted. Would he force me down even severely ? Would he hit me ? I didn't know. But I did not have to worry about that, because for one understanding or another, I was willing to comply. I don't know what came over me. I found myself in a subservient state and slowly lowered to my knees willingly. My mind was racing. I knew this guy was going to make me suck his stopcock. But that's what I secretly wanted. What was ill-timed with me ? I was getting so turned on knowing that I was going to pleasure this black guy and his black dick who was twice my age.

"Put it in your lip,"he demanded. He did not say it in a threatening or aggressive way, but with just decent power in his voice to prove he was in the predominant emplacement. Showing me that I am the white boy who will be servicing black pecker. I was aflutter. Very nervous. I had never even seen another man's rooster before accept in porn. But I was turned on at this. My cock was growing in my pants and my excitement was at the same floor as my anxiety.

I slowly reached up with my right hand and grabbed his pecker. Oh my god my mind was on fire knowing I was holding another man's cock, especially an older blacken man's dick. He was slowly getting harder, but still was soft and flaccid in my deal. I had to admit to myself that I was loving the flavor of his soft dick in my hand. With my ovolo on the bottom of his cock, and my middle and index finger on the amphetamine side, I raised his cock to level toward my rima oris, and slowly opened. I leaned in, my eyes looking up at him as the tip of his tool slowly entered my back talk. He knew this was my first time so I could recount he was being patient with me.

I couldn't lie to myself. It all felt amazing and invigorating. The feel, the taste, the smell. It felt so good having the tip of his cock in my sassing as I swirled my tongue around it, making subservient trouncing auditory sensation that also drove me wild.

Oh my god, this guy's cock is in my mouth. Oh my god. I fucking bang this.

"There you go boy, not so bad eh ?"

I shook my head teacher no with the head of penis still in my sass and reached up with my other hand and started to rub his balls, dancing them between my fingers.

"oh jazz yea, that's it sister, honorable boy."

Knowing he was enjoying this and being called a good boy put me over the edge. I wanted to pleasure this man. fellate his cock and have him shoot his load down my mouth. I never tasted cum before, not even my own. I was so aroused at the possibility of tasting and swallowing his jizz and hoped he would want to cum in my mouth.

Without being told I slipped the tip of his pecker out and lowered my lingua to his balls. I wanted to try his ball so bad and hoped he would not get mad I took his cock out of my mouth. I lowered my natural language and started to lather his balls, sucking each one into my mouth. I was worried he was going to tell me to get his cock back in my mouth but he didn't. Even though I would suffer been fine with such a requirement, being a slovenly woman on my knees for him, he was enjoying getting his scrumptious black balls licked.

As I continued to lick his entire sac, making sure as shooting my tongue hit every surface as I did not want to miss any spot, my hired man jerked his hammer and used my quarter round to rub the underside of his tip. Nicole does this to me and it feels amazing so I thought that he would like it as well.

I sucked each nut into my mouth rubbing my tongue firmly against the melanise skin. His balls tasted delightful. I never in a million years would think that those thoughts would turn over through my mind.

I suppose I can see why some young lady love being submissive. I am rife type in bed with Nicole and with ex-girlfriends for that matter. Shouting out verbal requirement and being very physical during sex is something I exercise regularly. But now being on my knee joint, servicing another man, I wanted cipher more than to borrow the position of a service slut, and was loving it and turned on by the fact.

I started tracing my glossa back up along the bottom of his prick which was now almost fully hard. When I reached the tip, I gently place the is cock tip back in my mouth and began circling my tongue around it.

"ahh fuck yea boy,"he moaned looking down at me."Start taking more in. suction that dick baby."

I slowly started to move my head forward to take more of his cock in my back talk. I got about halfway down his thick rooster when I started to palpate it hit the backrest of my pharynx. Having received tidy sum of read/write head from my girl I already understood what would get him off. I starting moving my head back and forth, slowly starting to fall in him head, sucking his Black cock.

I used my left over hired man to rub his chunk and my right hand to stroke his cock with Lapplander motion of my sucking, stimulating the percentage of his barb I could not fit in my mouth. My head was spinning, knowing I was giving this random black guy who twice my age a blowjob, using my mouth and hands to stimulate his thick cock.

He placed one of his hired man on the backbone of my oral sex, guiding my head to my strokes while applying a small bit of pressure with downward cam stroke. This flavor was amazing. I felt even more submissive and was loving him guiding my trend to sucking his prick. I continued to suck, letting him prompt my head back and forth, gagging a minuscule when his tool would hit the back of my throat.

"gah guh gah guh gaaahhh guuhhh"

"mmmm that's it boy….yea you like that black dick don't you,"he said.

I pulled his rooster out of my mouth to reply."yes sir,"I said submissively. Then I slammed his pecker back into my pharynx and continued my duty of pleasuring his black cock.

"mmm that's a right boy. Keep sucking that fatal stopcock. My little E. B. White boy slut."

He gripped my hair with both his hands and push up his hips into me, his thickset dark meat hitting the back of my throat. Holding me down, not letting me backstroke towards the tip of his cock. His hands applying more insistency, until I felt his tip of his stopcock move past my uvula, past the point where I thought his shaft could go no further. It was in my throat and was so deep that my nose was pushing against his pubes and my chin was pressed firmly into his black nut. I looked up at him wide-eyed, my middle starting to water system. All the patch he was looking right down at me.

"Yea, that's it, choose it deep, hold it down your throat boy,"he said.

I was about to start gagging and was struggling with this loggerheaded mordant cock down my pharynx. But I was also turned on, feeling very submissive and loving it as this old black-market man used me with his cock.

He finally pulled his cock all the way out and I gasped for air. Breathing heavily and bracing my workforce against his stage to hold myself up.

"Ok you've caught your breath boy, back in."

And with that he grabbed my head again and guided his turncock back in my oral cavity. He did not push it all the way in but was steadily pumping in and out of my backtalk. I was so plough on I matched his pumping by moving my rima oris down when he wanted to sneak in in.

"nooky baby, I'm gon na cum. You ready to take back my load boy."

I nodded with his cock in my mouth. Feeling like such a picayune slut and loving it.

"oh fuck yes, here it comes baby. Ahhh ahh ahhhh."

He squirted rope after rope of cum into my mouth. I tried to swallow each chain that pumped in, even though some poured out of my mouth and down my chin. Not sure as shooting I would enjoy the taste perception, I ended up loving it, both physically and mentally. The ardent tactile property and salty taste perception, along with knowing I was swallowing this black man's cum got me shake hard in my pants.

After he shot his last lode, he slowly pulled his pecker out of my backtalk, his light beam soaking wet from all juice of my mouth.

"Damn sister that was good. Not bad for your first cock sucking,"he said.

"yes sir,"I said in a very subservient tone."That was amazing."

My head was spinning from the fact I just gave this man, this calamitous man, a blowjob. And not just a lightsome blowjob, but one that involved deepthroating and having my pharynx used.

"Where you from,"he asked, speaking to me while I was still on my knees.

"I live in Tomsville, about 4 time of day away,"I said on my articulatio genus while wiping the cum drops from my chin.

"well, I drive through there every once in a while on my route."He pulled his telephone set out and handed it to me."type your number in my earphone boy. following time I'm in the field I'll text edition you, and maybe you will occur out to the truck stop and service my cock again."

Still in a submissive body politic and staying on my knees, I typed my number in his phone.

"Name's Damien. Hopefully I will see you again soon."

He zipped up his drawers and walked out of the bathroom. Leaving me on my knees in the truck stop toilet. I felt like such a victimized hussy, and I was slightly ashamed and amazed how twist on I was given what just occurred.

I walked out to the car and got in the divers seat.

"What took you so long ?"Nicole asked, still laying in the backseat.

"Sorry babe, some guy kept talking to me and would not shut up,"I said.

"Whatever lets go home,"she said. And curled back up and fell back to sleep in the nates as I drove home. Thinking about sucking Damien's Shirley Temple cock the whole way home.

**

It had been about two week since the result at the truck plosive consonant with Damien.

My phone blinged with a textbook message from a number I did not have in my earpiece. I opened the message thinking it was just some spam or wrong figure or something.

‘ Hey boy, its Damien. I am at the Tomsville hand truck stop. Come over and let me use that mouth again.'

I started to get instantly hard knowing I could take in that Sami treatment from before. I picked up my coating and started to walk out the door.

"Nicole, I am going out. Need to pick up a few affair from the store,"I said.

"Ok but dinner party is at 7 so don't be latterly I am making the chicken formula you like,"she shouted from the upstairs bedroom.

It was only about 4:30, so I had plenty of prison term to go and encounter my appetizer .