Eating Pie at the Truck Stop
This story is COPYRIGHT 2006, all rights reserved.
She was giggling as she told me stories about her day, gesturing with her fork and talking through mouthfuls of apple pie. I was mesmerized by the way her tongue would dart out and lick the ice cream from her lips and found myself unable to do more than interject the occasional encouraging noise to indicate that I was listening.
Emma had green eyes behind a pair of thick black plastic framed glasses and I loved watching them dance as she laughed and talked. I couldn’t help but allow my own eyes to wander down to her breasts, squished tight behind the black fabric of her shirt. The conversation went on that way for quite some time, her bubbling over with information and laughter while I admired and grew ever more turned on.
Having finished her pie, she excused herself for the bathroom and I watched her sashay off, her ass looking deliciously round and inviting. The thought crossed my mind to follow her to the washroom but with a snicker I dismissed it. Lifting my head though, I saw that the waitresses were far too busy to notice anything beyond their immediate tasks and decided to take a chance. I followed soon behind Emma into the women’s washroom.
I waited for her to emerge from one of the stalls and on seeing me, she moved to wash her hands and continued with the rather one sided discussion we’d been having at the table. When she had dried and primped for a minute, I moved closer, taking her shoulders in my hands to stop her from talking. She looked at me for a moment and then a grin took hold of her face. She nodded knowingly and began to walk backwards towards the largest of the toilet stalls.
“In the mood again Sara?” she inquired, and her hands slid down to my hips, pulling me along with her.
Leaning in, I pressed my lips into hers and sucked at her lower lip. I could smell the musky scent of her perfume and the butterflies in my stomach turned into electricity between my thighs. She moaned softly as I pressed my body into hers and we closed the stall door behind us. Guiding me with her delicate hands, she helped me to sit down on the tank of the toilet after helping take down my pants. She then sat down on the lid of the toiletm spreading my legs and smiled at me.
With one hand on either side, she pressed her face into my mound, nuzzling her nose into my pubic hair. I watched as she used her hands on either side of my pussy and began to massage me, her palms rubbing my lips and plumping them as I grew excited. From time to time her fingertips would graze my clit and it began to protrude from behind it’s hood. Licking her lips, she bent her face close again and I felt the width of her tongue making one huge lazy stroke over the entire length of my cunt.
I closed my eyes and leaned back into the wall, trying hard not to moan and finding it difficult. Emma now teased my hole with both thumbs, the rest of her fingers spreading my lips while she suckled my hardened nub. Her lips felt hot and wet as she pulled my flesh into her mouth and flicked her tongue in circles. My pleasure forced me to push my hips towards her and I began to make very tiny thrusts up and down. Her thumbs were inside me now, spreading my hole open.
I rocked, rubbing myself over her tongue while her fingers worked at my cunt. The toilet tank was beginning to creak but I didn’t care. I was staring up at a truck stop ceiling and I couldn’t believe the pleasure that was bursting between my thighs. My pussy was throbbing and tight. Waves of ecstacy were growing and Emma kept fucking me with her thumbs and sucking fiercely on my clit. She worked me faster and harder and my juices began dripping over her hands. Suddenly I began to cum and I moaned and shuddered. My thighs clamped tight around her head but Emma kept her face at my cunt.
After licking at me in a languorous fashion while my tremors subsided, she sat up and wiped her grin with the back of her hand. I almost fell off the toilet trying to pull up my pants when she told me that truck stop pie was always the most delicious!
