Rain was whipped from the sky by high winds,
slamming into the Earth as if trying to beat it into submission.
In the dim hours of evening, Mat Parks pushed his 18 wheeler into
the stormy night, only a little concerned about the weather. Mat
liked driving in the rain. He liked driving at night.
Night made the world inside his truck self-
contained. With his music, coffee, and a few little white pills,
he could push on through the blackness and dream of women he had
known long ago, or those he had never known. Sometimes those
were the best kind.
After nearly five years on the road, Mat had seen
almost everything. People of all sexes making love, a hundreds
skirts riding up, or blouses hanging down. He had picked up
women of all ages, the younger the better, and even a few men.
Mat liked blowjobs, and he wasn't particular where they came
from. Men or women, it was all the same to him. Young, old, and
anything in between. A blowjob would be especially good on a
rainy night like this. Teen girls often ran away, and teen girls
loved to ride in trucks. Once inside, he had ways to get them to
do what he wanted. The threat of leaving them stranded in the
middle of nowhere, usually worked best.
Lightning struck less than a mile away. Mat
"wowed" and shook his head in wonder.
"Close one," he whispered to himself. Truck
drivers often talked to themselves. It kept them awake.
"No I don't wanna fall in love..." Mat roared at
the rain-soaked window. He knew he couldn't sing well, but since
he was alone, it didn't matter. It was the song in his head he
was really listening too. He took a cd from the case and slipped
it into the tray. It wasn't his favorite, but it was noise. He
had a tv back in the sleeper, which he often listened too, and
sometimes watched in his mirror. But at the rate he traveled, he
often grew annoyed at the speed in which he lost a local station,
and had to find a new one. Music was best.
Lightning struck again and Mat whistled. This one
was a hundred yards away. It blew out a transformer in a shower
of sparks. There was a truckstop up ahead, he hoped the
transformer didn't feed electricity to them, he needed fuel.
He was in luck. The sign glowed in the dimness of
the storm, an island in the middle of hell, he thought to
himself. He pulled into the brightly lit pumps, shut down his
truck and sat listening to the rain, and the click of cooling
metal. In a moment he opened his door and stepped out into the
rain. From his high vantage point on his step, he took the time
to look around. Lightning flashed again and he saw a rain-soaked
girl up near the interstate, looking directly at him.
"Filler up Mat?" Jason asked as he neared the
truck.
"Yeah, fill her," Mat said absently. "Hey, Jason.
What's with the girl?" Mat pointed.
Jason looked up at the girl and grimaced. "I
don't know, but she gives me the willies. She's been standing
there in the rain for over an hour. And you know what's really
strange?" he asked.
"What?" Mat was only half listening.
"She's turned down at least three rides that I
know of. Probably more."
"That is fucking strange," Mat said. She was
still looking at him. He got the girl's attention and waved her
forward, then stepped down from his cab. She met him in front of
his truck. She was wearing a black raincoat. For an hour in the
rain, she looked remarkably dry.
"You hungry?" Mat called above the rain, wind, and
traffic.
"Yeah."
"Come on, I'll buy," Mat grabbed her arm and
hurried her toward the restaurant. They stepped in out of the
rain, and Mat looked her over. She was nice, fairly young and
fairly pretty. She really wasn't remarkable in any area. She
was just... ok.
She gave him a funny glance, then followed him
into the restaurant. They ordered the minute they hit the
chairs. It was a truck driver's policy to eat fast during a
fillup. It saved time and money. But he had to order fast and
eat fast. She didn't object. She ate scrambled eggs, hashbrowns
and sausage. The funny thing was, she didn't act hungry. She
seemed to be eating just to pass the time. When they finished
she meekly followed him out and climbed into the passenger side
of the truck without asking. He paid Jason and climbed into the
driver's side with a shake of his head.
"Good luck," Jason said with a funny look. Mat
shrugged and waved. He started the truck and pulled out onto the
interstate.
"Do you have something dry I can change into?" the
girl asked with a half smile.
"Uh... if you don't mind wearing oversized
shirts," Mat said, pointing at my suitcase. She nodded and
climbed into the back. Mat watched her in the mirror, mostly to
make sure she didn't steal anything. Mat didn't trust anybody he
picked up on the highway.
She didn't hesitate, she took off the raincoat,
the black shirt and pants beneath, and there she sat in all her
naked glory.
My God, she had a fabulous set of breasts. Small
and firm with unbelievably puffy nipples. She couldn't be much
over 18 with a pair of tits like that.
Mat's cock was hard and he was thinking with his
second brain, the one between my legs. With his eyes glued to
the rearview mirror Mat started thinking of all the things he
wanted to do to those breasts. He could feel his cock sliding up
between them. Mat could feel her mouth tipping down to capture
the head of his large cock between those soft lips. Oh how he'd
love to feel those breasts in his hands. He would smash...
The mood was broken when Mat felt the truck hit
gravel. Mat jerked the rig back on the road, feeling the hairs
stand up on the back of his neck. Mat held his breath, waiting
to see if it jackknifed or went over on it's side, but it
followed the tractor back on the road and settled back on all 12
wheels.
Mat slowed the truck along the road and stopped
with a screech of air brakes.
Wiping sweat from his face he glanced back into
the mirror. She was smiling. The bitch was smiling at him. Of
all the...
"Can you help me find something to wear?" she
whispered.
Mat's eyes bugged out. He turned and looked at
the naked girl in the soft light of the sleeper. Somehow she
looked more beautiful in the truck, much better than she had back
at the truckstop. She was much more alluring, almost
irresistible. Mat swallowed nervously and scrambled back into
the sleeper. She fell into his arms and they lay down, kissing
passionately.
Her hands explored every inch of Mat's body. He,
in turn, explored hers. Her skin was so damned soft. So hot
beneath his hands. Mat grabbed her small, firm ass and squeezed
it. She didn't complain. In fact anything he did made her
hotter.
Mat rolled over, with her body held tightly
against his until Mat was laying on top of her. Mat mashed those
incredible breasts in his hands. They felt as wonderful as Mat
dreamed they would feel. She whimpered a little with a cute,
innocent expression that drove him wild.
Mat's cock found itself touching the entrance to
her womanhood. With a mind of it's own it began pressing, trying
to fight it's way inside. Because of his preoccupation with her
breasts, it took him a moment to realize what his cock was trying
to accomplish. When Mat did he dropped his hands to the mattress
on each side of her tiny body and thrust up inside her.
Although she wasn't a virgin, she cried out as his
large cock entered her small, swollen pussy lips. With tears in
her eyes she looked up into his face questioningly, as if asking,
"why did you hurt me". He knew if he fucked her well she would
forgive and forget. Mat leaned down and kissed her fiercely.
Mat's hand recaptured her breast and squeezed hard. She
whimpered for a moment, then began thrusting against his cock.
He knew he had it made now, she was hot, horny enough to do
anything.
Mat's huge cock was stretching the thin lips of
her pussy. He was hurting her, but he didn't care. He figured
the pain would turn into pleasure eventually and everything would
be fine. It always was.
Eventually her pussy stretched enough to enjoy the
fuck. She closed her eyes and rode on his cock, trying not to
bang her head in the small cabin. The huge cock still hurt a
little, but she could endure it and the passion now ruled her
pussy, not the pain. She began surging on his cock in real
appreciation. He had a large cock which stimulated her well up
inside her abdomen. She moaned in a small, broken, little girl
voice. She licked her sweet red lips and looked down at him.
Whimpering louder, she began riding faster. Mat
was desperate for an orgasm, but she was coming much too quickly.
He tried to hold her in desperate hands, but she ignored him and
pulled out of his grip with an almost inhuman strength.
"Oh, oh, oh..." she moaned, stiffening above him,
while her pussy bucked against his cock. He tried to get an
orgasm from her jerky movements, but it wasn't enough. Mat now
whimpered. He was desperate, hurting.
She calmly climbed off his prone body and sat on
her knees looking down at him.
"Don't worry, I will take care of you," she said
warmly with a twisted smile. Mat felt a chill of premonition,
but shook it off. He needed an orgasm bad. He could not
remember feeling so bad for... hell, a long, long time. It was
he who was always satisfied, while others must fend for
themselves.
Pushing her hair back out of the way, she sank
down at his side and took his cock into her hand. She stroked it
a few times, then sank her extremely hot lips over the end of his
cock.
"Oh fuck, that's wonderful," Mat gasped in deep
appreciation. He could feel every inch of his cock disappearing
into her mouth and down her throat. That was hard, because his
cock was so large. He was proud of his huge manly cock. It was
his life, his personality. Without it he was nothing.
Mat felt the first tendrils of fire burning in his
balls. With her incredibly hot mouth the heat intensified almost
immediately. He began to squirm, restraining moans of pleasure.
He didn't like showing too much emotion, even during sex. People
who knew you, could control you.
He stiffened and closed his eyes as the orgasm
intensified. The Earth suddenly stood still and he paused, on
the brink of a huge explosion. Then his orgasm exploded. The
girl drank greedily, swallowing his seed and sucking his dick to
find more. He watched for a moment, then closed his eyes with a
huge smile on his face. As the orgasm began to wane, he felt
his cock jerk violently. He felt a sort of snap, but basking in
the afterglow of his orgasm, he didn't care what the crazy bitch
was doing.
The fire in his cock seemed to grow. In fact it
was actually hurting. He squirmed a little. The pain was
becoming intolerable. He sat up and looked at the face of the
girl. But she had changed. Her face was red. Something red was
actually dripping from her chin. Her hand was covered with...
BLOOD!
"What the fuck did you do to me?" he screamed,
kicking her away. Her eyes chanced from the adorable hazel eyes
he had seen a moment before, to horrible yellow eyes with slits
in the middle. Screaming, Mat tried to kick her away.
Whimpering, he held his hands over his severed cock and screamed.
With a smile she wiped her face on his shirt, then
found her clothes and calmly dressed. He started to reach for
his cell phone, but claws appeared at the end of her fingers and
she swiped at his face. Fire burned his face and he screamed,
cowering in the corner of the cabin. She smiled once before she
climbed out of the sleeper, checked her makeup in his rearview
mirror, then switched angles to focus on his blank, sightless,
dead eyes. She giggled and opened the door to his truck. She
slammed it and began walking down the highway in the torrential
rain.
It wasn't long until a truck stopped with a
screech of air brakes, and the girl climbed in.
