Episode 15: Keep On Truckin'

Interstate Highway 44! Roughly 100 miles from St. Louis, Missouri! Give or take the final destination.

Having left Pleasant Meadows a tad later than he planned Joe Palmer was cruising right along. A small sign taped to his passenger side suicide door allowed neighboring truck drivers to have an email at best to respond to what they were privileged to observe. So far, no replies but again he had only hit the highway five minutes ago.

His son’s drop-dead gorgeous wife Candi was in the bed of the truck on a full-size mattress masturbating nonstop and waving at truckers looking down at her. A large ten-inch dildo with a vibrator mode was storming her interior to mimic her husband Damian. She was totally fantasizing that he was hitting all the right spots. Bumpy roads only added to her rough sex moment.

Her cellphone on speaker tucked under her body to keep Joe in the loop that she was safe, Candi relished in her performance. Behind her in the trucks sliding glass rear window aiming down was an older model 8MM camcorder filming her display for her husband Damian. She absolutely loved making pornos for him while he was stationed in Iraq. Bored housewife but faithful he recently ordered her to start engaging with others as long as he got to watch every detail. From that moment onward Candi was a born-again nympho. Nothing was going to stop her from satisfying her man. Even if that meant surviving the windshear in the bed of a truck doing 70 MPH down the interstate. Risky, but so far, so good.

“Holding up okay?” Joe spoke into his cell dangling from its cup holder charger to keep his cell active.

“SO MUCH FUN!!!” She yelled, knowing her voice was going to breeze toward the tailgate rather than up front. “NOT MUCH RESPONSE SO FAR. A FEW WATCHERS BUT NOTHING TO BRAG ABOUT.”

“We just hit the road, give it time. That road stop is another twenty-six miles ahead, I’ll pull in there and see what we can muster up. No state troopers in sight yet.”

“Maybe I should have called Lucas Downes and warned him what we were doing.” She claimed her cell in order to stop yelling. She could fuck herself and have phone sex at the same time. “He might even offer an assist.”

“If he knows Damian and let you off before...”

“Daddy Joe? Lucas fucked me along this same interstate with cars going by. Why wouldn’t he help?”

“True! Go ahead and call him. Keep an eye on your cell charge. We can switch phones if we need to, and I’ll plug yours in up here.”

“Okay! Hang on!” In her bouncing about search for Officer Downes phone number she used her right foot to keep her bobbing dildo inserted up her cunt. Dialing his number, it rang twice before the trooper answered her call.

“This is Downes! Candi Palmer?” He was sitting along the highway ten miles ahead of Joe yawning over obedient travelers. “What’s up you hot little whore?” Luckily his shoulder mic was turned down and nobody could hear him in dispatch.

“Feel like helping Damian today?”

“Maybe! I’m kind of stuck out here on 44 watching semi’s go by. What’s on your mind?” She activated Facetime to make it easier to keep up. Noting a request on his cell screen he accepted and found her in the bed of Joe’s truck, her camera angle first showed him Betsy the camcorder primed down on her, then a closeup of her face blowing him a kiss. From there she took him on a tour of her succulent body, tits, tummy, twat. The dildo up her moving about had him laughing. “Where are you?”

“On 44 like you. My father-in-law’s truck bed. Filming myself teasing truckers.” She then lifted her cellphone up into the air to show him people behind Joe at a distance. There were a string of tractor trailers approaching but cars in between them made for a slow approach. Once her viewpoint was acknowledged she brought her phone back to look at him. His face was beaming. “Pull us over and frisk me.”

“How far are you from the Mudlow Rest Area?”

“Joe said 26 miles five minutes ago. You do the math.”

“I’m six miles from it sitting in the median. Have Joe wave at me when he goes by, and I’ll follow him there. What color of truck?”

“Black Ford F-150! Did you tell your friends about me? The ones who know Damian.”

“Sure did! We’ve got your back. You ever talk to the Pleasant Meadows crew?”

“Not yet! I will after this weekend. So much has happened I’ve been busy. Can you call them and let them know what Damian wants of me?”

“Yeah! I’ll do that later. Careful back in the bed don’t get hurt.”

“I won’t! The mattress buffers me. Help me put on a crazy show at the rest stop.”

“I’ll do what I can. See you there!”

“Okay! Thanks, Lucas!”

“Anytime Hottie!” Facetime ended; she called Joe back. “Lucas is up ahead of us. He said to wave big when you drive by, he’s in the median.”

“Will do! Is he able to help any?”

“He’s going to follow us to the Mudlow stop. We can all talk there.”

“That works. Cars are going around, truckers right behind you.”

“I’m ready!” She sat her phone aside and kept busy with her toy until a windshield could be seen towering up over the bed. Waving at the driver he looked surprised and smiled brightly. Lifting his cellphone he recorded her for fun. She gave him a beautiful orgasm in transit. The driver was talking to somebody which she realized was another man who had been sleeping in the bunk area of his cab was being informed.

A shirtless not so fit gent with curly hair crawled out to take a seat on the passenger side. Grinning up a storm Mister Pudgy also recorded her mobile masturbation. Neither man was her first choice of lovers mind you, yet she made the decision to point at each of them then at her pussy. They deciphered her code as saying, “Wanna fuck me?” A thumbs up from both men they stayed behind Joe the entire way. Good thing the driving duo were ahead of schedule by two hours. They were going to narrow that gap here shortly.

A blare of their truck horn the driver remained right behind Joe once traffic allowed. In tailing Joe this gave room for vehicles to pass on their left side. Numerous cars zipped by, but they were far too low to really see Candi’s show. It took another semi to take the initiative to pass Joe. The problem was the driver struggled for a good look at her once he did notice. With traffic mounting behind his rig, he had no choice but to move ahead of Joe. Damn his luck! He was a younger over the road trucker and full of mischief, so he monitored Joe through his rearview once he switched lanes. Directly in front of him the two semis had Joe pinned in.

Welcoming a third semi in passing this one had a passenger who took note of Candi and told his colleague to slow up so he could record her on his cell. Once Candi waved at him then removed her toy from her cunt, she sucked on it and pointed at them. Her charades were easy enough to decipher. She wanted them to fuck her. Showing the driver her offer via footage, the men agreed to slow up and hold off traffic. Joe catching on to their plan used his turn signal and shot from between his captivity and floored it. Moving ahead of everyone Joe swerved back into the right lane as Candi sat up waving at them to follow her. The blonde was laughing her ass off and talking to Damian over the camcorder primed down on her. Love shining brightly she shared her excitement with her man.

With the rest area fast approaching Joe made certain his turn signal remained on as a warning. Spotting a police cruiser up ahead he presumed that to be Lucas Downes. A friendly wave on the State Trooper’s part he held back until traffic allowed him to give chase without his lights. Sensing the truckers trailing Joe as a caravan Lucas just followed on a casual cruise so as not to spook anyone. On his personal cellphone Lucas warned a few trooper friends to head toward the rest stop. More the merrier!

Prearranged plans Officer Downes did tell his fellow troopers to arrive sparingly so as not to create any panic until he could chat up the truckers into trusting him. A situation this insane would likely create tension if a horde of troopers all showed up at once. Nope! He wanted Candace to have one of her best shows yet for Damian Palmer. Old enemy on the football field or not, Lucas was most definitely an ally. Hot ass pussy at his disposal didn’t hurt.

Approaching the exit into the rest area Joe veered off after slowing enough to make certain his vehicular voyeurs had a chance to join him. No pressure! Sure enough, all three semi tractor trailers took the bait and chose to follow Joe into the rather large rest area. Instead of driving into the car parking Joe selected the semi parking and pulled right up into an area with four side by side vacancies. The truckers lined up, side by side and made themselves comfy, air brakes hissing and engines idle. Ahead of Joe was a section along some shrubbery which he moved to but kept his truck in sight of everyone. Picnic tables were peeking through the foliage which Joe felt could be used to their advantage.

Shutting his truck off he hopped out and closed his door. Candi was on her knees leaning over the bed panel and playfully sucking on her blue toy. One of three toys she had brought along. “So far so good. I think you persuaded these guys pretty easily.”

“Duh! I’m sexy! Who wouldn’t follow me?” Candi giggled! “I’m joking! Let’s just hope everyone plays along. You did bring condoms, right?”

“Yeah! I bought a bunch at the drugstore before I picked you up at the gym last night. I’m glad you’re thinking ahead.”

“And thinking of giving head.” She razzed her father-in-law! “I shut the camcorder off until we’re ready. To save film.”

“Smart! Here they come.” The drivers were slowly getting up the nerve to risk a possible hook up. Lot lizard and a pimp crossed their minds. Each and every one of them worried how much this fine ass female was going to cost them. The youngest solo driver sprinted across the lot first and waved before speaking.

“How’s it going?”

“We’re great! Enjoy the road show?” Joe took the lead.

“Sure did! Did you see that state trooper pull out behind us? I hope he doesn’t sneak up on you and cause problems.”

“Don’t worry about him, I know the officer.” Candi winked! “He won’t arrest anyone, or I’ll cut him off.”

“Nice! That’s reassuring! I’m Bishop!”

“Nice to meet you, Bishop. This is Candi.”

“That’s Daddy Joe. My father-in-law.” Candi reached over the side panel to hug Joe; dildo held in front of his face until he moved her arm. “Sorry! I’m excited!”

“Father-in-law? That’s out there!”

“No worse than my husband, he’s in Iraq.” Three others were in listening distance as they joined Joe and Bishop. A quick welcome to the committee Joe paused Candi from saying anything more.

“Before anyone asks, I’ll explain all this. First off, my daughter-in-law is not a hooker. No money will exchange hands here today.” That brightened a few empty pockets up. “Anything you fellas do with Candi is for my son. Candi here is recording personal porn to send my boy overseas. Video is a must, and we will understand if you bow out because of the risk involved. I can promise you no footage will ever be used against anyone. Voluntary participation on your part. Hide your faces if you feel the need.”

“What are we allowed to do with your young lady there?” The heavy-set man from the first semi smirked at Candi.

“Anything you want just don’t hurt her.”

“You can be a little rough. My hubby likes video of me being forced into things. I kind of like being tossed around.” She laughed and stood up on the mattress to do a little dance for them. “So, don’t be too shy.”

“Condoms in my cab if you need them.” Joe stepped away to secure the box leaving Candi to make a bold move of her own. Casting a leg over the side panel she sat up on it and brought her other leg over. Not exactly comfortable but Bishop jumped right in and rubbed her legs. Eying her perfect little cunt he shook his head over it then went right on in feasting. Joe tossing the condom box to the others he hurried to use his cell to record Candi getting eaten out. She grew bubbly and posed like a model for Daddy Joe. Bishop sampled the goods for only a few minutes then stepped aside like a gentleman. Offering his spot another truck driver ventured in for a bath. Candi quite easily squirted on his embedded tongue.

With a sopping wet goatee, the newest feaster also moved away to allow the next in line, the chain continuing until each of those 18 Squealers all took turns parking to face Candi. Mug flaps catching current! Two minor orgasms recorded; Joe waved her to climb back into the bed. With more truck drivers either pulling in or those existing here prior noticing, he stressed a tad about any 911 calls. Looking around the lot he didn’t see any cameras mounted but it was likely those were set up on the restroom and vending facilities on the blind side of the trailers. That part worked for him.

Dropping his tailgate Joe patted it for the truckers as Candi turned on Betsy the camcorder then stretched out on her back. Feet facing the tailgate she spread her legs and fingered herself to garner interest. The truckers were certainly interested but reluctant under stress to join her in the well. For the moment they were just content with a masturbation and dildo show. Candi hoped they might get some balls so that she could get them for herself. Even she worried this might not go down the way she fantasized. It was what it was.

Joe lowered his cell recording and glanced around the lot, curious as to where Officer Downes was. No cruiser in sight he wondered if maybe the trooper worried for his career. To his shock Lucas Downes showed up behind Joe coming in from the bushes and picnic area. Between the high shrubs and Joe’s truck bed it kept him concealed. A pebble tossed striking Joe’s back he turned around to see Lucas waving him into the bushes. A friendly nod to attract Joe acknowledged, Joe stepped away from his truck and into the hiding spot.

“Promising start?” Lucas chuckled and extended a hand of friendship. “I’m guessing you are Damian’s dad.”

“I am! Nice to meet you Downes.”