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Chapter 11 by 11kestrels 11kestrels

The end? (Or on to survivors, or continue at hotel?)

Jaycee and Angel check in

"This is as far As I go, ladies" said the trucker as he pulled his rig over to the side of the road. "It was fun trip, though." He watched as the smiling redhead grabbed her backpack from the rear bunk, and handed it out to her friend. It was definitely a view he would never forget, since she had one of the nicest asses he had ever seen. It was perfect in every way, not too small, not too big, but just right. It was a classic heart shape that had some jiggle and bounce to it for sure. Even her breasts were a delight as he spent some time sucking away on her nipples. And her pussy? To him it was a prime piece of fucking that he was surely going to miss. The way she squeezed his cock, and milked it for every last drop of cum he was worth was just unbelievable.

He had picked Jaycee and her friend Angel up somewhere in Indiana during his trek across the country at a little truck stop. They were beautiful and ****, just the way he liked them, since their only means of transportation had left them stranded. He played the part of the good Samaritan, and offered them a lift out west. He spent the better part of his off road time sleeping in between both of them in his sleeper compartment, and they were not shy about showing him gratitude for what he had done.

Angel was skinny and athletic, but well built for her frame, and she could go all night. He often told her that she had a body built for speed. She was a blond, a true blond at that. While she loved having him fuck her pussy, she loved it more when he stuck his cock into her ass. It drove her crazy, which in turn drove him crazy. Her breasts were on the small side, but still more than a mouth full.

He silently watched as Jaycee climbed out of the cab. "Well, it's been fun. Maybe we'll run into each other again sometime." he pointed to the other side of the street. "There's the hotel I was telling you about. It's a nice little place, and affordable. I use it all the time when I'm out this way."

Jaycee looked up at him and smiled. "Sure you gotta go? You could spend one more night with us."

The trucker smiled. "As much as I'd like to, I have a schedule I have to keep. Maybe if you're still here on the way back through I"'ll check in on you."

"No promises" said Angel. "But you never know."

The trucker closed the passenger side cab door, and watched the two women cross the street. They both knew how to leave an impression in his mind as they walked away in their tight jeans. As soon as they were safely across, and headed into the office, he made his way back onto the highway, and disappeared into the night.

Meanwhile Jaycee and Angel had entered the hotel's office to find no one there. They stood there for a while after ringing the bell, but no one came. Angel tried the bell one more time. They waited and waited, but still no one came.

"It's like this place is dead" commented Jaycee. "I think we should go ahead and pick out a room for the night. We can always settle our bill in the morning." She walked behind the counter to the key board, and picked out a room key, 513, because it was her birthday numbers. "Come on, sweetie, let's go. I want some more of that built for speed body of yours." She licked her lips, and gave Angel a saucy look. Then they trudged out the rear door together.

"I like this place" said Angel. "It's got a pool, and a jacuzzi. You can't get much better than this."

The two women climbed a flight of steps leading to the second floor. They walked across the balcony, looking at room numbers, searching for room 513. About midway across the balcony they heard the sounds of two distinct female voices moaning. They turned their attention to room 485. The door was hanging wide open, and it was pitch black inside. But there was no doubt that the moaning they were hearing was coming from there.

Angel licked her lips. "Sounds like they're doing what I want to be doing with you."

"Really?" Jaycee teased. "Want me to fuck your ass, too?"

"Of course" said Angel. "That's what we have the toys for."

The two girls giggled at each other, and started off to their room when the moaning turned into a weak plea for help. "HELP US, PLEASE! DON'T LEAVE US HERE!" It caused them both to jump. They looked at each other, then at the dark room.

Jaycee pulled a flashlight from her backpack that was shaped like a dildo, mostly because it was a dildo. She started for the dark, open room.

"I don't know if that's a good idea, Jay" said Angel. She stood there, hugging herself tightly.

"What if they're in trouble? We should help them!" Jaycee drew closer to the open door, and peered in with her flashlight.

What does Jaycee see?

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