Start with Nick

You pause for a moment, not entirely sure what to do now. Julie steps back forward into the front of the cab, and sits down in the passenger side bucket seat. She motions for you to come up between the seats. You do so, then Julie pulls down on your shoulder, causing you to kneel. Julie laughs, a friendly, mirthful laugh.

You look over at Nick. He flips up the armrest on the side of his chair, and unzips his fly. The invitation is clear. You rotate so that you are facing him, and bend over him, to get a good angle. You reach one hand into his shorts, and fish out his cock. It's already hardening, but you help it along with a couple of playful licks. It firms up pretty quickly. His dick is not very long, perhaps 5 inches, but it is abnormally thick -- as thick as a soda can.

You run up and down this thick little monster with your tongue, wrapping your tongue around where you can, spreading around saliva. You don't have much mobility with your head, since there is a steering wheel to directly to your right, and a beer gut directly to your left. Once the cock is fully coated, you start to play around with the head, taking it into your mouth. Even getting just the head in is a bit odd, since it is so far around. You gape open your mouth as far as you can, though, and let your head slowly descend, taking in the whole cocktip. You slide your tongue back and forth across the underside of the head. Nick grumbles happily above you.

You take a deep breath, and open your mouth as widely as you can. You pause, mentally preparing yourself for the upcoming gag reflex. Suddenly, you feel a hand pressing down the top of your head, pushing your face down forcefully. The cock fills your mouth, and you instantly start to gag. You try to pull your head back up, but the hand just pushes down harder, holding you down. The hand then loosens long enough to get a handful of your hair, and pulls your head up and off. You become aware at the same time that Julie is kneeling down right behind you, and that she is the one who **** down your head. With her other hand, she reaches around, and fondles one of your nipples.

Nick grunts appeciatively. "Hell yeah, little ladies." He smiles. You don't have much time to look up at his face, as Julie mashes your head back down. This time, she only forces it down for a split second, then yanks it back up. "John here likes to be controlled, Nick," she says. "Why don't you take over." Julie lets go of your hair, and you feel her climb up away from you, and get back into the seat behind you.

Nick's big, meaty hand replaces Julie's, and you feel his big meaty hand against your skull as he slips his fingers into your hair. Nick's hand is big enough that he could probably just grip your skull directly, without bothering to grip the hair at all. You loosen your muscles, and let him control the mouthfucking to his liking. He is even more forceful than Julie was, though not so much as to be considered "rough." You control your gag reflex, and begin to enjoy the animalistic nature of this.

Behind you, you hear Julie ask Nick, "Do you mind sharing us?" You feel Nick shaking his head above you. "We should send out an advertisement," Julie says. Without stopping with his pumping of your head, Nick growls out "hand me that CB," and you feel him reach across his body with his left arm. Above you, you hear him say a couple of identifiers into the CB. He then hands the CB to Julie. Julie quickly asks Nick what a good upcoming truck stop would be, then gets on the CB herself.

"Hello, all." Julie is using a husky voice. "I just want all you lonely travellers to know that we're going to be at the "Rigged" stop, off exit 163, and we sure could use some company." Julie starts to breathe very audibly, very heavily. "We are ... well ... we ..." Julie trails off. She then starts to moan into the CB -- you are sure she is masturbating as she does so. "We ... could ... use ... your ... help." You hear Julie set the CB back in its clip.

Julie does not stop masturbating, though. You hear her soft moans and the small wet squeak of her fingers rubbing. This is apparently turning on Nick to no end, as his pumping increases in speed and intensity. You feel his cock start to pulse, and he holds your face down, buried to the balls, as he ejaculates, filling your mouth with warm cum. "Don't swallow any of that," you hear Julie whispering in your ear. Nick lets go of your hair, and you pull up and off his cock, being sure to lick up any stray streams of cum as you do so. "Show me," Nick says, and you open your mouth obediently, displaying the white web inside.

You are surprised to see a flash go off; Julie has apparently retrieved a digital camera from your bags, and taken a snapshot of you. She asks Nick if he minds if she takes a picture of him, "for a scrapbook," she says. She hands Nick the camera, and tells him to take a picture of the two of you. She kneels down beside you, and tells you to give her the cum. You lean over her, and let the cum drip down into her mouth. Nick takes a picture of this moment. "You two are some damn crazy sluts, you know that?" Nick is smiling as he says it.