Arrange a meeting with the trucker

From Create Your Own Story

You take your phone out and snap quick, somewhat shaky pictures of your ass and pussy as your dad focuses back on the road. You send the pictures to the trucker via text, saying "I've got a few places you can put that."

You wait a minute quietly as your father drives before your phone lights back up. Opening it, you are treated to a single word: "Seriously?"

You text him back, "Of course. I need your cock inside of me. Please come over in an hour. Bring lube. I want it raw, so you can forget the condoms. I'm not letting you go until I'm done draining your balls." You then text him your address.

A few more minutes pass and you arrive at home inside the garage. Your father walks to the car door, sighs at seeing your exposed ass, and opens the car door to help you out, covering his eyes for your privacy.

"Daddy, it's hard to move like this. I don't want to make any more of a mess. You can look, I won't get mad," you say to him. He lowers his hand and reaches in to help you. Smirking, you deliberately struggle out of the car. In your movements, you end up hiking your skirt up around your midsection, fully exposing your crotch and ass.

Mr. Lockhart, to his credit, tries to continue averting his gaze as he helps you out of the car. He turns his back to you as soon as you get out. Quickly, you take your skirt, top, and shoes off. As Mr. Lockhart heads to the door, you say, "Daddy, can you check to see if I'm safe to walk inside?"

He turns around and his jaw drops as he sees your nearly naked form in front of him. "Christina! Why are you not wearing your clothes!?" he shouts in surprise.

"I don't want to get them all poopy, and I don't want to bring any inside. Please, just look me over. I won't tell anyone. This is embarrassing enough for me," you reply as you present your backside to him and spread your butt cheeks.

He sighs and walks over to you, looking away from your butt until he's up close. Gazing downward, you see a very thick boner developing in his pants. As he checks you over, you pose as sexily as you can, while still acting innocent.

"Honey, I'm not going to lie. You made a bit of a mess," he says as he walks to a cabinet to get some paper towels. Returning, he tears a few sheets off for you and hands them over.

"I don't know where it is. You'll have to clean me. I'm sorry, Daddy," you pout to him.

He mumbles something under his breath and starts wiping you up. As he rubs your butt, you make erotic moans, getting louder whenever he reaches your hole. You start subtly playing with your clit as you stick your butt out more. He notices this and, getting caught up in the moment, starts getting closer with every pass. You can see his erection growing as he plays with your butt.

Suddenly, you feel his paper towel-clad finger on your butthole. As he pushes, you groan and relax, allowing him to enter you. He gets his finger up your butt and wiggles it around the inside. He pulls it out, but you push back, tearing the paper towel and plunging his finger deep into your ass. You see his bulge pushing painfully against his zipper as he starts fingering your ass.


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12th grade cheerleader
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