By the time I had lathered up my hair, Paulo had stripped and climbed in with me. He pulled the curtain closed and placed his hands on my hips. I wanted Vicente to witness this as an incentive to follow through on their end of the deal. I wanted him to see what he would have coming at the other end of our trip, so I pushed open the curtains again and asked to leave it that way. Paulo was standing between my spread legs. The warm water rolling off my body was being shed right onto him. The feeling of clean water running down my body was amazing.
I leaned forward, pushing my breasts out towards Paulo. I cupped them both and lifted them, offering the soft flesh to him. He bent forward and kissed each one gently, then buried his face into the wet mounds. The marks from the gang’s rape were now just pink blotches. I looked out at Vicente; his mouth was hanging open. I offered my wet arm out of the shower to him. He brought my hand to his mouth and started sucking on my wet fingers. Paulo was now nursing at my breasts like a child.
I could feel Paulo’s cock brushing against me. I knew that he was rock hard. I pushed him back some and soaped him up. He just stood back, admiring me. I reached down and used the soap to lather up his cock. I washed it gently, stroking him ever so slowly. I gazed up at him, and as soon as the soap left his cock I squatted down and took him into my mouth. He immediately held my head still and began jacking against me. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and started licking away at his balls until I thought he might just go off from that alone.
I stood up and leaned back against the shower wall, thrusting my hips towards him and spreading my legs. He gripped my hips and squared himself to me. The soap suds were washing down my belly and rinsing his cock. I used a finger to rub and loosen my slit for him. With a firm grip on my hips, he steered his cock right into me. I leaned back on the shower wall for support. I placed both hands on his hips and helped guide him in.
I had never fucked anyone standing up before. He pushed solidly until he was deep inside of me. I had to really lean back in order for him to be able to thrust. As I did, he started grunting. Then he picked up speed and began thrusting with greater urgency. I tried to kiss him on the mouth a couple times, but he couldn’t hold his breath long enough. All his energy was going into thrusting as rapidly as possible.
I flattened my shoulders against the wall and used my hands on his hips to control his thrusts. I turned my head toward Vicente and looked him right in the eye. I puckered my lips and blew him an imaginary kiss. I didn’t like acting like such a tramp, but I really needed to know that I could count on his desire for me. His expression was very real. He was so turned on just watching me getting fucked by his partner. He had a hand over his crotch and was rubbing himself.
“Don’t do that now,” I said wickedly. “Save yourself for me later.”
Paulo was almost lifting me off the shower floor at this point. I placed my hands on his shoulders and just hung on. His urgent groans let us all know that he was cumming. He banged his hips against mine and shook. I was so enjoying the warm water pouring down my body that I don’t think I even felt his cum. He shuddered a last couple jolts and buried his face in between my boobs. While he did this, I blew another kiss over to Vicente.
The warm water had refreshed my spirit. I felt clean again. Paulo and I toweled off, and the three of us all left the shower room together. Several other drivers stared at us as we all exited the little room. As we walked back through the eating area, I spotted Carlos and Luis. I gave them a wave-on. They immediately jumped to their feet. As they approached me, I said, “We are on our way to Veracruz.”
Chapter 6
I thought it best not to do too much in the way of introductions. It must have been Paulo’s turn to drive. He had us rolling down the road in just a few minutes. Carlos and Luis squeezed into a little space behind the seat. I sort of shared the passenger seat with Vicente. I don’t think he minded so much. I didn’t go into exact relationships, but I assured Vicente that neither of the guys was my boyfriend. I didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable with me practically sitting on his lap.
Luis was actually talkative with the guys and me. Carlos was quiet. I think he was sulking again over my method of getting us a ride. We would need to have another talk later.
The truck was actually an interesting way to travel. I tried to keep the conversation light. I knew Paulo and Vicente were honest, hardworking guys. They were putting their jobs in jeopardy by allowing us to ride with them. Three hundred kilometers passed quickly. The two guys had shared many stories of their years on the road. I actually began to like these two.
It was early evening as we pulled into Veracruz. Paulo and Vicente were really helpful with directions and routes north. Luis learned quite a bit from them. Paulo said that their present route would take them west from Veracruz. There was a major truck stop near where they planned to turn westward. We pulled in and parked among other trucks. The truck stop was much bigger than the one where we first met up with them.
Carlos and Luis were going to head into the travel center for food. I had an obligation I needed to fulfill. I told them I would catch up to them later in the center.
The truck had one of those little sleeper units toward the back of the cab. It wasn’t roomy, but it would do. I climbed back onto a little sleeping bunk and began peeling off my clothing. Paulo drew a curtain around the front windows and pivoted the passenger seat around. I wasn’t nervous or self-conscious around these two guys. Both had treated us well, and this was my payback. I was okay with it.
Vicente stripped and crawled in next to me. He laid down next to me and began caressing my breasts. I was on my back, and he gently kneaded the sides of my boobs. I reached out to Paulo, who sat watching from the front seat. I wanted to include him as I had with Vicente earlier that afternoon. He took my hand, and we held each other. Vicente was actually a good lover. He was gentle, and he cared about what he was doing to me. He massaged my clit with one hand as he nursed at my breasts. In just a little bit, he had me moaning. I think he didn’t want to enter me until I had a solid orgasm first. How considerate.
I couldn’t have imagined myself ever doing something like this with complete strangers. I had to force my emotions and morals aside for now. I focused on Vicente’s fingers. His gentle touch was impossible to resist. I released myself, set aside all that was happening in my life, and decided to just enjoy the sensation he was delivering. I shuttered through my first orgasm. I grabbed his cock. He was as stiff as possible. I encouraged his penetration by drawing my knees up and rubbing my clit with it. He sank his manhood into me ever so gently. I felt so complete. I tugged at Paulo’s hand at each peak of emotion.
Vicente was gently rocking his hips against mine. I knew he had learned how to treat a woman. His pleasure was enhanced by mine. He wanted me to enjoy the sensations, and I guess this in turn heightened his enjoyment. I didn’t want to distract Vicente, but I motioned for Paulo to pull out his cock. I wanted to feel both at the same time. Paulo stood up and unfastened his belt and loosened the front of his pants.
His enjoyment of watching me getting fucked by his buddy was obvious. His hard-on bounced around as he tried to position himself close enough to me. I scooted on my shoulders and got my mouth within range of him. Vicente might have been a little out of sorts, because up until then he had been kissing me gently on my face. But he didn’t say anything. He just moved his kisses to my breasts and belly.
I held out my tongue, and Paulo set his cock squarely in the middle of it. He didn’t thrust. He just let me draw it into my mouth and suck on it as I wished. He used his hand to stroke his cock and would then gently bat it against my tongue. I soon got the idea that he was just wanting to cum in my mouth. I went and gave him a warm target. It wasn’t long before he increased his intensity, and I knew he was close to cumming. I got my mouth as close as possible, and sure enough, he began to jerk his hips.
Three or four spurts of cum gently landed on my outstretched tongue. The warm, salty flavor instantly rolled into my mouth. I swallowed each deposit as it came. I tried to control my gulps because I was still sort of on my back. One swallow went down wrong. My gag reflex was instantaneous. I coughed and convulsed as I tried to force it out. I hadn’t even considered Vicente, who was still thrusting at me. He was just about to climax.
My muscle contractions caused my cunt to spasm on Vicente’s cock. It must have felt amazing to him. He roared out and began unloading in me. He jerked at my waist almost violently as his orgasm continued. I struggled for air. I continued to curl, tighten, and tried to cough out the obstruction in my windpipe. We went on like this until each of us was exhausted.
The absurdity of it all was too much. I couldn’t help but break out in the most laughter I had in weeks. Paulo and Vicente followed as soon as they could catch their breaths. We all belly-laughed for so long that it hurt my sides. Paulo offered me a bottle of water as I climbed out of the cab. I raised it towards them as they drove out of the lot. They returned with a long blast of their horn in a gesture of their good-bye.
I headed into the travel center to locate Carlos and Luis. I did not want to spend another night sleeping by the roadside somewhere. I told Luis we needed to get a hotel room. We had the money, and I wanted a bath and a clean bed tonight. Luis agreed. I ordered some food, and afterwards, we headed towards some hotels nearby. I knew they wouldn’t all be, but this had been a good day.
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