Chapter 5
Marti planned on freshening up in the bathroom, but she really wanted to take a hot shower, she felt dirty and sticky and needed to do something with her unruly hair. Maybe I can find a shower somewhere?
She gestured to a few small cottage-looking mini houses on the far side of the parking lot. “What’s that over there?”
He smiled. “It’s a hotel. For long haul for drivers who need to get some rest and cleaned up before they get back on the road, but anyone can stay there for the night,” he winked. “You want to go see them? They’re actually pretty nice.”
She scrunched up her face. “No, really, I gotta go pee, wash up, get this slobber off my face. You, know, girl stuff.” They laughed. “Right this way, Chiquita.”
The big double doors swung open to the most amazing truck stop Marti had ever seen. There was a convenience store, a fast food burger joint, a bank, a salon and Mexican restaurant. She saw signs pointing the way to the showers, food, supplies, and a parts department. She felt like she had walked right into a shopping mall. “This is a truck stop? They sure do make ‘em nice around here.”
The cashier was standing by the door of the convenience store. She ran up to Nick, and hugged him. “Hola, Tio! What are you doing here? It’s been so long since I’ve seen you!” She was a beautiful Hispanic gal about 20 years old with long black hair and dark, piercing eyes. She shot a menacing look at Marti, who was looking a little raggedy in her tank top and cut off jeans.
Marti forced a smile, who is Tio?
Nick, glanced at Marti, sliding his arm around her waist, “Marti, This is my niece, Maria. Maria, my friend, Marti.” She managed another fake smile, sticking out her hand to shake the young girl’s hand. Maria ignored it.
“Nice to meet you, Maria.” Dang! I hope I don’t have to put up with this niece too long.
As they walked toward the restroom, his hand across her shoulders, she looked up at him, “So, she’s your niece? Do you live here or something?”
“No, Peach, I live right outside Memphis. Trucking country.”
“So you have family here in Georgia, Mississippi, where the hell are we, anyway?”
“Mississippi and yes, I have family here. And Peaches, why do you ask so many questions?”
She smiled. She glanced at Nick. He was staring at her.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing, just thinking.”
“About what?”
“Mountain View. I haven’t left Georgia since I was a kid and we went to some stupid cowboy rodeo thing. Now I am finally out of that ungodly place.”
“It didn’t seem that bad, why did you leave?”
“Long story and I gotta pee!” as she rushed into the restroom.
She came out of the bathroom, freshened up; her hair piled on top of her head, little fuzzy red tendrils curling along her neck and looked around for Nick. Where is he? I hope he didn’t leave me... She found him in the restaurant, talking to an older lady. He smiled and waved her over.
Okay, so what part of his family is gonna scowl at me now? I’ve barely known this guy for a few hours and his niece already hates me!
He stood up as she reached the table. “Marti, this is my sister, Rosie.” She smiled at her, putting her hand out. “Hello Marti, mucho gusto.”
“Howdy, Miss Rosie, glad to meet you!” She stuck out her hand and shook it.
“Miss Rosie, I like that.” The older woman smiled at Marti. Looking up at Nick, she asked “Are you here for a while?”
“Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately,” winking at Marti, “Yes. We are here for the night.”
Marti quickly glanced up at him. “What do you mean we’re here for the night?”
“Nothing serious, Preciosa, we have to stay here just for tonight. That’s one thing about the iPad sending information directly to corporate. With the GPS, I can’t lie about the hours I drive. The DOT really cracks down on us. We’ll be leaving first thing in the morning.” He said goodbye to Rosie and they walked outside toward the small cottages.
“I took the liberty of renting you a cottage for the night. Don’t worry; I’ll sleep in the cab. I’ll go get your things, and you can get a good night’s sleep before we leave in the morning.” He opened the door for her and turned on the light. “I hope this suits you well, Peach.”
As he turned to walk to the truck for her things, Marti watched him. He was so sexy and such a gentleman. His arrogant walk wasn’t actually arrogance at all. It was confidence, and it showed in everything he did.
She wondered if he had a girlfriend, wife, lover? She wanted to rock his world. If only for one night! Dammit! She didn’t want to fuck this guy she barely met a few hours ago, but he was amazing and he treated her like she was the only girl in the world!
He walked back to the cottage with her things. Grabbing her bag, her hand grazed the front of his pants and he smiled. God, he was hot! She put her things on the bed, Nick watched her, thinking of was how beautiful and perfect his new found lady friend was. He turned to walk away. “Aren’t you staying?”
“No, Peach, I’ll sleep in the truck, I don’t want to intrude.”
“Ha, you’re no intrusion; I mean, why not sleep on a nice soft bed? You have to drive tomorrow. I promise I won’t touch you,” she grinning sheepishly. Waving her hand in the direction of the bathroom, she grabbed some clothes out of her bag, “I’m just gonna jump in the shower real quick.”
“Sure thing.” Turning on the TV, looking for some news, he kicked off his shoes and flopped down on the bed, wondering what he just got himself into.
The mirror in the bathroom went from floor to ceiling. Marti stopped in front of it to take a peek. Looking at herself, she reached up to let her hair fall. Her curly red hair reached down to her ass, her unblemished skin was white as snow and her breasts were full and still perky. She lifted a heavy boob and smiled, rubbing her nipples in her fingertips, gently squeezing them. She giggled.
Her eyes moved down the mirror, following her hand, tracing her fingertips down her tummy to her furry little mound. The red fuzz was perfectly trimmed to a V. She slid a finger between her lips for a moment, lightly stroking her clit, thinking about the gorgeous man who sat right on the other side of the door. Turning to look at her full round ass, she smacked her smooth, fleshy skin. She smiled in approval as she reached over to turn the water on.
The hot water felt good running down her back, she thought about Annie and the first time she and Annie had taken a shower together. God that was fun! Annie...Oh how she missed Annie. She would have to call her soon.
She soaped up a hand towel and slid it across her body, scrubbing the day away and reaching between her thighs, she found her pussy tender and wanting. She dropped the towel and reached up for the shower head. Dammit, why isn’t this removable?
Reaching down again to massage her clit, she let out a moan and fell against the shower wall. Marti had done this a million times before and she expertly rubbed her clit between two fingers gently and rhythmically. Picking up speed as the little pearl responded to her touch. Her other hand grabbed her breast, rolling and pinching her nipple. Her legs started to shake as the heat built up inside her. It felt so good to shower and a hell of a lot better to please herself.
She jumped when she heard the door open, and smiled; she knew he couldn’t resist her. She moved back under the water, closing her eyes, pretending she didn’t know he was there. She knew it was wrong, but she wanted him.
He stepped into the shower and his warm hand caressed and squeezed her butt, trailing along the cleft and then sliding forward to her sex. His other hand snaked around and grabbed her breast. She shivered. He pulled her close and she could feel his naked hardness against her back. Then she heard the most amazingly buttery soft voice in the world.
“Shhhh, Preciosa, it’s me. Let me finish that for you.” His fingers found her swollen clit, rubbing it expertly in circles, back and forth until her body jerked and quickly, trying to hold back, she let out a soft moan, trembled and exploded into his hand.
She dizzily turned to see Nick standing in front of her as the water beat down on both of them. He was perfectly naked. And nakedly perfect. His dark hands were like chocolate against her vanilla skin.
He bent down and cupped her chin, sucking her bottom lip. He nipped and she moaned. He held her tightly as he licked and sucked her swollen lip. His right hand moved to her breast, his mouth moving down to her nipple. He rolled the fleshy button between his teeth, licking and nipping and his other hand grabbed her ass, kneading and then he slapped it, hard.
He flicked her nipple gently with his tongue to ease the sting. As his hardness rubbed against her, he held her ass with his hand. He grabbed it hard, she winced, and he slapped it again. Then he gently rubbed the fire from her stinging cheek. Hmmm, he must be an ass man! It jiggled, she squealed, but the white heat of the smack made a beeline straight to her now uber sensitive clit.
Oh, he was freaky all right, and Marti loved it. Excitement steadily built up inside her body. Her juices escaped, seeping down her thigh. He pulled her closer into him, holding her tight. Desire ran through her body. God she wanted him.
Her hand trailed down his back and found his asscheek. She squeezed. She lowered herself down on her knees and guided his cock to her lips. She swirled her tongue around the tip. He had the most beautiful cock she had ever seen. The color of mocha, as thick as her wrist, smoothly pointing upward, toward her face.
She held it between her thumb and forefinger, gently stroking the length up and down. She licked the bulbous head ever so slightly, he shuddered, grabbing her hair and pushing his cock into her mouth as she started pumping in and out, sucking and licking.
He fell back onto the shower wall, moaning something in Spanish that Marti couldn’t understand. His breath quickened and his legs trembled as she sucked on the engorged head, but she wasn’t about to let him come. She had other plans for this beautiful cock.
She pulled him out of her mouth and stood up and smiled a coquettish smile, grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the shower and over to the bed. They were sopping wet and soapy. Nick pushed her onto the bed, and leaned over her, his manhood thick and ready. Marti reached out to stroke it; it had been a while since she felt the hardness of a man’s cock inside her.
Stroking her pussy with his hand, ass he spread her legs wider. He slid his fingers gently inside her. She wriggled and moaned. “Aye, Princesa, you are so wet and ready,” he mumbled. Barely audible. He bent down and crushed his mouth to hers, his hand stroking her wet sex.
With a grunt, she grabbed his neck and quickly rolled over and pinned him to the bed. She was about to show him what heaven was like.
She jumped up and positioned herself over him, slowly easing her sopping wet sex onto his cock. He grabbed her big ass checks with both hands and pulled her down hard on him. “Ahh! Fuck!” she stopped as he thrust his huge cock into her, the sensation of pain and pleasure rushed through her body. She felt the luscious pleasure of his thick cock violating every inch of her and just as quickly as it came; the pain was now white hot pleasure. Fuck yeah! Bit of a tiger, I’ll show him!
“Qu-qu-que paso?” He stuttered.
Looking down into his deep brown eyes, she smiled and steadied her hands on his chest. Without blinking an eye, she sucked her bottom lip, and started grinding her hips, her pussy submitting to him as his hands traced along her sides, moving up to her pert nipples, flicking and rolling them between his fingers. They responded as he pulled and pinched them to attention.
She moaned, as she rocked back and forth on him. She rubbed her clit gently on the base of his cock. Back and forth, side to side, up and down. Now, he was deep inside. The delicious sensation of his cock each time he withdrew and thrust on her G-spot made her moan. “Fuck me Nick, fuck! Oh shit! Harder!” she panted.
“Oh, si, asi, aye asi!” he groaned as he grabbed her hips and pounded his huge brown cock into her. Marti yelped as she ground her hips wildly, losing control, taking him deeper and deeper.
With a grunt, he smacked her ass again. The heat of her cheek melded with the hot wetness of her sex and she moaned. He smacked again. She cried out. Her insides were being filled up with a wild force she had never experienced; she screamed “Oh Nnnn…..iii…kkkk….fuck, fuck, fuck me!” as he slammed into her.
He thrust his cock forcefully to the back of her being, his come ripping through his body, exploding into hers. He grabbed her ass tight as his dick throbbed, thrusting and bumping as the two were flooded in primal ecstasy.
Marti’s head pounded with light and red, her pussy pulsated on his cock, her clit throbbing and tender as she ground it on his pelvis. They exploded in unison, feeling each other’s bodies tremble and shake, their breath short, their cries shattering.
She fell on top of him, holding him tight, catching their breath. Sliding his cock out of her, he reached down to find her clit, caressing the sensitive bud with his finger. She flinched; he smiled, rubbing her swollen, wet lips just for a second. Leaning over to kiss her, he gently nipped her lip, then sucked it into his mouth, licking the sting away. “Aye, Mamacita, Que rico, que suave, que...” as he devoured her lips again.
Marti groaned. She was satisfied, every muscle in her body ached with absolute fucking pleasure.
She did it. She fucked him. After only a few hours of knowing him. And she loved it.
Any previous thoughts she had of being a respectable southern belle went straight out the door.