It's Final: Either I Get Mine or We Both Get Ours

We have reached our final designed stop and this one will be all about my ultimate deliverance. I will build and build and build...and not hold back again. I've had you all through my mind, I've introduced you to my mouth and now I need you to play a pivotal role in my orgasm. I want us to cum together. Do you think we can? I'm willing to bet my next train ticket home we'll succeed.

I have inside information that this one's going to be even hotter then a female genie's wet dream.

At last we stop with the ultimate purpose of taking the miles of lusty road rage out on each other. During the last few miles you had mollified my erotic mind with reminders of how to carry out our plan.

As we head into the truck stop you instruct me, once again, not to forget the bag with my change of clothing (as if I would!) You had prepared me for this stop with the simple suggestion that I should change genders. I understood the implications of your idea completely. I proceed to the ladies room and emerge as a young boy dressed in jeans, cotton work shirt, my long blond hair tucked inside the baseball cap which I have put on backwards. The right sun shades complete the transformation.

We're taking a big risk of getting caught this time. But, that's another brilliant fantasy, whose plot twists intimately inside me. True, someone might think you're having your way with a young man until they throw back the curtain and discover my big boobs with no visible dick to speak of...Sorry sir, miss, uh we thought...and I interrupt to softly say...wrong. You thought wrong. You plainly see two consenting adults...very consenting. So, unless your wish is to join us, please allow us to finish.

The truckers would probably decline to join us; and decide instead it might be best to take care of their own loads, privately. Most likely when they're back on the road again driving skillfully with one hand, as most truckers often do...they'll consider later if they erred in that decision.

However, back in reality, I'm sure there's no foreseeable orgies, since it's not the favored time of day when most truckers like to be showering. So, we find the facilities deserted and with the stalls curtained for privacy; it's not likely that anyone will witness the sex that's about to take place inside the men's shower room.

Ohho uhhu wow! We're actually carrying out our plan to fuck in the men's shower. We don't even bother with the lights as we disrobe and step into the mist of cool water pulsating onto our bodies. I usually prefer it warmer but I'm happy to let the heat of our desires compensate. Maybe your plan includes the cool water as an aid in making it last as long as possible...yes, I breath into your ear...the longer we last the better.

In the dark cascade your touch is so exciting, I know you but still your touch is unfamiliar. Some things are much more exciting in the dark, touch being one of them. It adds that notion of mystery and makes me wetter in between my pussy lips than the fire whispering ones on our faces.

Now, with our lips locked, we touch and rub against each other, caress and kiss as water drips over our tongues, softly cascading between your hand and my breast; between my hand and your cock...we challenge each other with abandon as we both hunger for submission. I start to go down to suck your dick again, but you turn me around and place your perfect prince between my butt cheeks. You run your prick down along the separating buttocks until you reach my little pink surrogate entry. It feels so right that I'm sure that's where you're going to put it...But, strangely you stop short.

I'm bending over now as I recount to you my idea to take it with class up my ass. But, you have other plans. Your sit down on a towel to place your legs between mine and your mouth on my clit and begin to eat me from behind. Oh my god, I've never had it like this before.. Ah yes baby give me that big bad tongue you've been so deliberately mocking me with for miles and miles. Lick my wet peach colored lips baby like I did your balls; and suck em hard pull my hot wet lips into your mouth...

Between your tongue and the water running down my asshole, I'm almost ready to start exploding. So, close my clit is literally jumping into your mouth.

Oh baby yeah baby it's jerking now...it's a big one...Are you feeling it? You must feel it with all the lapping you're doing on my eager entrance. You tongue is pressing against my clit hoping to feel it jump; teasing up, down and around it's shaft just as I had done to yours earlier. It's feeling so good right now that I can barely hold back...You run your tongue from my clit to my asshole with the skills I always knew you possessed

But, I want your dick in my ass, I entreat. I want you to fuck my ass. Can I be any clearer? I even brought my best vibrator wrapped in a towel to the shower with us, I explain temptingly. It's probably the best toy to engage in this particular copulation. How do you feel about that proposition, do I need to beg? Really? The chances are, you probably won't get to see my face but trust me, if you look inside yourself, you'll see us both embedded in rapture.

I come back with the waterproof dildo and continue to prepare myself for the best fuck of the trip. When I'm in the right position, I place it up inside my swollen pussy lips. It's a very powerful vibrator, so you must hurry and generously lubricate your own tool in preparation for entry into my tight little ass. Always thinking a head, I have brought the astroglide inside the pocket of my little boy jeans.

As you lightly start to enter that tight ass ah I begin to get both stimulants at once. My clit is being attacked by the toy's ear-like appendage, and, the mythical G-spot; is being seduced by the beaded rotating disk which is situated about two inches below the head of the toy's shaft. All my intimate places are feeling the onslaught of my toy and right then my ass is totally plugged with your dick. Oh yeah, I'm feeling that..Oh yeah. Go gently past the ah sphincter and you'll own it, baby...

Meanwhile, in my mind, all my holes are filled with your master cock ah ah ah yeah yeah yeah oh yeah oh my god oh fuck me fuck me hard I'm cumming

I yell as my convulsive groans escape without control huh huh uh huh huh huha uhhu uhhu ah aha ahaha aha Uhha . Um ah ah! I cum so loudly that you're convinced anyone passing by outside the steel door can hear me.

So, to muffle my moans and groans of pleasure you place your hand softly over my mouth and whisper in my ear....yes baby yes I can feel your vibrator. I can feel your orgasm against my cock; I can feel mine right along with yours.

I can feel it all. I know your spasms are mocking mine as we're feeling each other climax together oh baby this is more than I ever dreamed...godd it's amazing how this feels. I feel the vibrations of your toy; your powerful spasms together with mine...shit girl what are you doing to me.

I agree ah. I feel your cock squirting in my ass as my final spasms force the toyfriend out of it's small wet hole. As my multiple spasms continue beside yours we're both about to collapse and slide down on the shower floor. But you catch us and hold us up against the wall...still whispering sweet nothings in my ear about how wonderful it all felt...how you can't stop the spasms and you still feel hard...amazed at the length of my mulitple orgasm and how it went head to head with yours.

Uh ah uh Sssssh ..sssh you whisper softly urgently in my ear as you continue to gently rock with me baby.

I think there's someone in the next stall you caution!

It seems the lights have come on simultaneous, with our orgasms. But, we have been too captivated, too blinded by our mutual satisfaction to notice the warning. I bite my hand in time with the final wave of aftershocks. As the orgasms subside they have also reluctantly pressed to release your cock from my ass.

We soap us up again for good measure and smile the conspirators smile of gratification well spent.

We try not to laugh or even talk as we continue our shower. Still reeling with slightly swollen body parts, and since some are still so very sensitive being quiet at this point, means control in the extreme.

I look into your eyes and see appreciation unspoken yet irrefutable. I'm hoping you see the same admiration in mine. We continue on our trek to cleanliness as we wait for the intruder to leave. We're not in a big hurry and it's better to wait until we hear the door close behind him to complete our own departure plans.

So, with that in mind you finish first and leave me to get yourself dressed. I'm fine with the idea because you can make sure it's safe for me to leave the shower area without being too suspicious. Besides, if our listener is somehow still in the shop, you'd recognize him by the knowing smile on his face.

You pass back by the curtain and tell me that it's safe to come out and dress. I know without a doubt I'm surely close to sexiness now. I must be cleanliness incarnate after all the soap I've applied to my most affectionate spots.

Finally, I emerge from the shower stall; and don my boy clothes again. I pack up my gear with a smile of remembrance and prepare to face the music. This time, I carry the cap and let my wet hair fall to my shoulders. I have even dangerously applied perfume behind my ears and exit to the main entrance of the mini mart.

I'm thinking of Arby's roast beef for some reason, and, I smile when I realize...

you're in there talking with the smiling stranger and eyeballing some guess what...

--FRUIT--