A fateful truck ride

Max was curious; he was on his way to his mother's old school to assess the condition of the plumbing in the school's facilities. Max knew the way; he had driven by the ivy-covered walls and black iron gates of the main entrance dozens of times and had even been to the school for a surreal visit when he was still in middle school. At the time, the great halls and perfectly landscaped grounds made him believe he had been magically transported into a Narnia book. What would the school look like now that he was an adult?

His mother, for whatever reason, had wanted to present her 12-year-old son to all the teachers at the Pink Rose. Even now, he didn't understand why. It had been an odd experience; the teachers had called him Big Champion and good boy a lot... they had taken him around to all the buildings, shown him the classrooms, concert hall, gym and Olympic sized pool. He had been shocked by the sight of so many pretty young women all in one place; most wore their pleated uniform skirts, but others were in gym clothes and at the pool in tight-fitting swimsuits that molded to their bodies. Even then, as a boy just entering puberty, he had been aware of the seemingly endless number of desirable women, and he could feel all sorts of new disturbing feelings. The teachers and even his mother all seemed fine with the way he stared at the students.

One, a grey-haired woman with a stern face even laughed softly and announced in what sounded almost like a ritual that the Champion was here. In spite of the fact that she was much older than the students, even older than his mom, there was something about the way she spoke to him and the occasional touches on his shoulder and hair that made him take notice, even then.

After that, the girls went back to normal activities, and didn't even look at him. As the grey-haired woman continued showing his mother and him all the grounds, he sensed that he was somehow connected to this grand institution. The school was majestic in its size and layout, especially to him as a child. Would it still seem as grand, or like many other older buildings he worked on, would it be a shit-show of leaking pipes and rotten wood covered with a thin veneer hiding the rot and decay beneath?

Now he was an adult it was time to do his family job and fix up the school...he just wished it wasn't snowing... it would take a while to get to the school now. He was glad his truck was a 4-wheel drive and had heat or else he'd be in deep shit.

He had to pass through the small town before he was close to the school. Max kept his eyes on the road; there was snow all over the place. Trees, fields, the lake, and the road all were white with snow ... Max wished the road was clear ... at least no other cars were around...

"I wish something would happen..." That was when Max saw a dark shape on the road...a hooded figure was walking in the snow...he didn't know who it was but being out here in this weather was a **** sentence ... Max slid to a stop and waved the figure to the car.

The slight figure rushed over... her heavy boots clearly visible under the heavy winter coat as she climbed into the truck. That was when Max saw the flash of bare legs as metal boots stamped off the snow and the woman slid in next to him.

"Thanks for the ride, Mister ... are you heading to the Rose?" The woman's voice was muffled by the hood and although he understood what she was saying, he had trouble determining anything about the speaker.

Max smiled easily. "Yup... I glad we met... Name's Maxy Maxmillion Maxwell...call me Max for short..." the female laughs but not unkindly.

"Okay, but don't you think Triple XXL would be a better name..." Max smiled as he put the truck in gear and started to move again... "So, what's your name..." Max asked and the girl giggled ... "I don't think it a good idea to tell you my name...but how about a little thank-you gift for your trouble..." Before he even knew what she was planning, the hooded figure leaned over and put her head on Max lap.

"I'll take care of this... you keep driving..." Max's jaw dropped, his mother told him about girls like this... He never thought he'll meet one... " She called them BF, BFF and FBBB he asked her about the letters once and never forgot what she said: Best friend, best felioto friend, Forever big bang booty...

Max dick was hard and ready and when the girl's fingers unzipped him; his cock flew out his pants and right into the girl's mouth...where it was licked so fast, he almost popped .... This girl had skills and knew what she was doing. His mother had taken him to a private country club a couple years ago and pointed out the type of girls she wanted him to date... At his local public school, none of the girls could meet his mom's expectations ... she would interrogate any girl he expressed interest in, but none ever passed her test. He was never present for these interviews, but the girls he liked would stay away from him after meeting with his mom ... something told him that his Mom wouldn't approve of this woman either.

The hooded figure was bouncing all over his dick...the ride had slow down...but the head was going faster...Soon he had to stop... "Shit I got...to..." The woman's hands grabbed onto his balls and the feeling stopped.

"You only get to cum when at the school!" Max hit the gas and the girl went back to giving super head... Max was flying...his eyes had rolled back into his head, and he wasn't looking at road...If he had been, he would have seen the grandmother that he hit, causing her fragile body to crumple in a heap by the side of the road.

Two townspeople watched in shock, as he didn't stop ... the Maxwell name was all on the side of the truck and the cops must have been called. However, Max didn't stop driving. His mind clouded by the oral sex he was getting. He couldn't climax, the girl was holding his balls just right...he couldn't cum while her hands were on those spots...

Max didn't know what happened; only that the girl let go and he blasted his seed so hard that he almost blacked out as the truck slammed into the snow piled up at the wrought-iron gates at the rear maintenance entrance of the elite school...

"Welcome to the Rose, Max..." The figure took off her hood showing...