Shacked up for a few days with a waitress, an over the road trucker is treated to a Thanksgiving to remember...
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Ron�s sleep was disturbed as the comely woman he�d been shacking up with the past few days rose from bed to get ready for work.� It was Thanksgiving Day and she was needed at the restaurant to serve the families who wanted a feast without the hassle.�
With sleepy eyes he watched her shapely nude form walk away towards the bath, her hips sexily swaying.� Ron smiled.� He had a mind to get up, bend her over the sink and fuck her again, but he�d already had a long night.� Wordlessly she dressed as Ron passively watched.� Within minutes she was out the door.� Ron rolled over and dozed off.
He was again awakened by sounds of the TV coming in from the living room.� He snorted as he thought of the young girl in the next room watching the Macy�s Thanksgiving Day parade.�
�Who gives a fuck?� he muttered crossly before trying to go back to sleep.� Ahead of him he had a long night on the road and he needed his rest.� During the night he didn�t get much rest knowing it would be the last time he would enjoy the mother�s charms.� Throughout the night, he had repeatedly mounted the woman and took his pleasure with her body.� To Ron, she was just another fuck, just another pleasant break from the long hours on the road.� She wasn�t anything to him other than a cock socket to bust his nut in and he hadn�t bothered to tell the woman that he was leaving to pick up a load that afternoon and head out on the interstate again.� Why should he?� He didn�t owe her a damned thing.�� She liked the fucking as much as he did.� Now it was over.� Now it was time to move on.� Maybe he�d show up again and maybe he wouldn�t.��
Try as he might, he just couldn�t get back to sleep with the TV sounds coming right through the thin walls of the shabby apartment.� Giving up, Ron rolled his large frame from the bed, scratched his balding close cropped hair and wandered into the bath to take a leak and a quick shower.� Refreshed and with his greying beard neatly trimmed, he slipped on a pair of boxer shorts and made his way to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee.� Passing through the living room, he saw the young girl, lying on her belly on the worn carpet watching the parade.�
He made himself a pot of coffee and slapped together a bologna sandwich for breakfast.� By the time he�d wolfed down the sandwich, his coffee was ready.� Pouring himself a cup, he strode back into the living room.
Standing about sipping the strong black brew, the burly trucker watched the brown-haired girl.� As usual, she was dressed in an oversized t-shirt that just barely covered her butt. For the past three days that he�d been there, he really hadn�t seen her dressed in anything else, except when she went or came home from school. � Once home, she always seemed to be wearing the t-shirt, giving him tantalizing glimpses, but not much else.� Also after she'd come home from school, she never left the apartment either, even when her mother was home and wantonly fornicating with him.� She was a quiet girl, and hardly ever said a word.� All she seemed to do was lie about and watch TV or� watch her mother being fucked.
It had been sort of odd these past few days for Ron.� The mother just didn�t seem to care if her child saw them having sex.� Indeed, the very first night, he was humping the woman while the girl watched from the door-less doorway.� Ron noticed and told the woman that they were being watched.� Apparently she just didn�t care and if she didn�t care, Ron saw no reason why he should care either.� After that, Ron rutted the woman openly� in the kitchen, in the living room, in the bedroom, taking her time and again; if it happened to be in plain sight of the girl, so be it.�
Still watching the parade, the girl moved. With her shifting positions, Ron saw a flash of bare skin under the t-shirt. Was she wearing panties?� It didn�t seem that way, but then again he really didn�t get a good look.� Feeling bold, he stepped up to the prone girl and with his foot, hooked the helm of her t-shirt with his toes and lifted the shirt off her butt.� The pupils of his eyes widened and his nose flared at the sight of the girl�s delectably bare ass cheeks.� It didn�t escape his notice that she made no attempt to cover up, even when he pushed the shirt tail even higher; nor did she look up at him or acknowledge his presence in any manner.� Indeed she had let him expose her.�
With her ass on display and no attempt on her part to regain modesty, Ron let his foot trail over the smooth skin of her firm buttocks.� If she�d somehow missed his earlier moves, there was no way that she couldn�t feel his bare foot dragging across her ass.� For several minutes as he balanced on one foot, Ron rubbed her bare buttocks with his foot, drank his coffee and fondled his hard-on.� When he ran his foot up between her bare legs, and she didn�t object, he decided to up the ante.�
He had been standing behind her and shifted his position so that he now stood by her side.� For a few more moments, balanced on one foot, he continued his exploration with his other foot while she continued to watch the parade on TV.� He stopped his molestation and with his foot nudged her on the shoulder.�
This time she responded and looked up at the burley half-naked man towering above her.� She saw his hands go to the snaps of his underwear and jerk the flap open.� A moment later, the boxers were sliding by gravity down his thick legs to his ankles.� Now she was staring up his hairy legs at his hairy balls and his large throbbing erection.� The man�s bare foot came forward and stroked the side of her face.�
The girl rose up from the floor until she was sitting up on her heels.� Then to Ron�s delight, she pulled the t-shirt up and over her head and discarded it to the side.� Barely being a teen, she didn�t have much in the way of tits, just modest pointy cones for tit meat, but to Ron, her dark puffy nipples looked yummy and delicious.�
Ron squatted slightly until his cock was level with her face and proceeded to rub his erection on her face while she passively looked up at him with her big brown eyes.� The large cockhead brushed across her lips, leaving a wet salty coating behind.� Her lips parted and captured the seeping cock tip, lovingly laving the silky smooth head with her tongue and sending lances of electricity shooting through his cock and up his spine.� �Oh, fuck, yeah, baby,� he groaned in pleasure.�����
As his cock slid into her mouth, she began bobbing on it.� Suddenly it was now all very clear to Ron.� She had been permitted, or even encouraged to watch in the hopes that he�d invite her to join with her mother and him during sex.� Such a possibility had been so far removed from his previous experiences that he�d overlooked the obvious.� It was the only reasonable explanation of the mother�s seeming indifference of being watched these past few days, or her indifference of him being nude in the presence of the young girl.� He�d been offered a three-way and hadn�t realized it!� But there was no time to waste on �could have beens� or �should have beens,� not with the naked young teen girl sucking his dick and so available.
The excitement of the moment, of having the young girl willingly and eagerly fellate his fat prick, was almost too much to bear, even for a jaded man like Ron.� He felt the familiar sensations of his mounting orgasm building quickly in his sex organs.� But he didn�t want to blow his wad just yet and pulled his tingling cock from the sucking girl�s mouth.
Bending down he effortlessly scooped the naked girl up in his arms and laid wet sloppy kisses to her budding tits, her bare tummy and her bare mons before carrying her to her mother�s bedroom.� Gently he laid her down on the cum stained sheets.� Grasping her ankles, he spread the girl open and gazed lustily at the nearly bald cunt before him.� A moment later, his mouth was attached to her sex, as he tried to suck her entire cunt into his mouth at once.� He munched at the fleshy lips and tasted her, quickly becoming intoxicated on her girlie sap.� His tongue lashed out and drove as deep into her demure snatch as possible.� Again and again he probed into her love tunnel, using his nose to rub into her clitoris.� She bucked back at his oral assault, grinding her juicy pussy into his face.�
With his face coated in her fluids, Ron came up for air.� Substituting a finger for his tongue, he confidently delved into the moist folds of her opening. There he found no barrier to his finger in her cunt hole.� Quickly a second finger was introduced to her vagina.� Despite her small size, she took both fingers quite easily.� As he had suspected, this child was no virgin; she�d been fucked before and not just by some skinny horn-dog kid.�
In a flash he was on top of her, his cock probing between her legs and seeking the portal to heaven on earth.� He slotted into her and paused with his cockhead just between her pussy lips, his bloated glans nestling in the maw of her vagina.� Holding his mass off her petite frame by his thick arms, he looked down at her and watched her expression as he began to push into her.�
Her eyes closed and she grimaced as her young pussy was stretched by the swarthy man�s thick cock. He wasn�t the first man to fuck her, but he had the largest cock of any of her mother�s boyfriends.� She was tight, very tight, but she took him with no real problem all the way until his cockhead bottomed out on her bony cervix.� Yes, she�d been fucked before.�
He paused only a moment before the serious fucking began.� His cock slid slowly from the depths of her cunt to a point just barely nestled between her cunt lips and then slid back into her again.� The girl�s hot young flesh rippled over his length as his pussy-loving cock moved inside her.� Her heels dug into his fleshly hips and urged him on and on and on.� Soon he was pounding into her like a pile driver.
For such a young girl and such a big man, it was a punishing fuck. Driven by unbounded lust, Ron didn�t care� he was beyond caring.� The only thing that mattered was completing the act, of breeding this willing, but immature female.
This time when the signals radiated from his prick that his orgasm was near, Ron pressed to completion.� Soon the rush was on as his virile sperm-loaded semen rose from his wildly swinging nuts and surged through his cock to spew forth into the girl�s ravished cunt as a beastly bellowing filled the apartment.�
Next door the neighbors looked up from their turkey dinners at the strange noise.� They were used to strange noises in the apartment complex, but the wife still asked, �What was that?�
Her husband leaned in to whisper so that his children wouldn�t overhear, �Someone�s getting fucked.�
Spent, Ron rolled off the girl, soaked in sweat and gasping for breath as he began to recover.� Only then did it strike him.� �Shit! How old is she?� Eleven? Twelve? Thirteen?� Can�t be more than that� no way!�
He dozed off for a nap, waking only because the girl was on top of him, working her pussy across his rapidly rejuvenating erection.� A few minutes later, she had taken him inside her young pussy again.
When the mother returned home late that afternoon, she brought with her a Thanksgiving dinner for three.� She saw her daughter, sprawled out in front of the TV dressed in her ubiquitous t-shirt.
�Where are your panties? Oh, never mind, where is Ron?�
�Oh, he had to leave,� replied the girl cheerfully, �but he left you a note.� It�s on the kitchen table.�
The woman found the note. Opening it up, three one hundred dollar bills drifted to the floor.� Immediately she bent to pick up the money and then read his note.� �Had a great time with you these past few days.� It was the best time I�ve had in many years.� Sorry to have to leave, but I have to make a trip to the coast.� Should be back before Christmas� Ron�
THE END
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