“Ugh, what the fuck,” Jaimi cursed, as she ran a small black comb through the dried jizz that matted her hair. She had just finished with one of her regulars – the one who was notorious for pulling out and cumming on her face (and inevitably in her hair) whether she wanted him to or not.
“Mother fucker,” she blurted, as the door to the otherwise empty bathroom flung open. In walked a stocky young woman in a tight yellow dress.
“Well, aren’t you a looker,” said the woman. Jaimi threw her comb into the sink and turned around.
“Excuse me?” She asked.
“You’re pretty,” answered the woman. “I like your hair. I wish mine flowed like yours.” It’s true, Jaimi did have long golden locks. Even matted, her hair looked much healthier than the woman’s poorly colored pixie cut. “My name is Wrigley. Do you need help?”
“Wrigley? What kind of name is that?” Jaimi quizzed.
“My parents wanted a dog,” the woman responded. “Do you want some help or not?” Without a word, Jaimi picked the comb up out of sink and handed it to Wrigley, who immediately started brushing. “So, what are you doing in a rest area bathroom with jizz in your hair?”
“I work here,” Jaimi replied and pointed to the stack of $20 bills sticking out of her purse. “What are you doing in a rest area bathroom helping a stranger?”
“I just hitched a ride with a trucker. Told him to drop me off here,” Wrigley smirked. “I guess we’re in the same line of work… I just get around more.”
“You mean you’re a traveling trucker whore?” Jaimi asked.
“I have to be. Let’s just say my signature move isn’t always well received,” Wrigley grinned.
“What? What does – “ Jaimi tried to respond, but Wrigley cut her off before she could finish.
“C’mon, I’ll show you!” She squealed. She threw Jaimi’s comb back in the sink and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her out of the bathroom.
Outside it was dark, and the headlights from a couple semi-trucks parked nearby made it hard to see. Wrigley scoured the area.
“Over there!” She yelled, letting go of Jaimi’s arm and pointing to a large bald man leaning against his truck. “Let’s go.”
Wrigley scrunched up her hair and wiped her mouth. She stuck her chest out and strutted toward the man. Jaimi adjusted her boobs in her little black dress and followed close behind.
“Hello handsome. Ever get a blowie from two girls at once?” Wrigley got straight to the point, which impressed Jaimi. The man looked them both up and down.
“Well hello to you too. How much?” He inquired, licking his lips.
“Hundred bucks,” Wrigley answered. Hundred bucks? Jaimi was even more impressed.
“Hmm,” the man pondered, then pulled out a wad of cash and handed it to Wrigley. “This better be worth it,” he said. Wrigley grabbed his hand and led him to the woods behind the rest area bathrooms. Jaimi again followed close behind.
“Lie down and take off your pants,” Wrigley demanded. She could sense the man’s hesitation. “It will be better this way. I promise,” she smiled and winked.
“Anything for you, darling,” the man chuckled and did as he was told. After he got down and lay half naked on the leaf-covered ground, Wrigley spit on his dick and got to work. She massaged the head with her tongue, before making the whole thing disappear in her mouth. The man groaned.
Jaimi got down on her hands and knees too, and began fondling the man’s balls. She leaned in closer, tickling the sack with her tongue.
“Oh my God, this is totally worth it. You ladies got me ready to nut already,” the man moaned louder and louder. “Oh shit, here it comes!” He wailed and came in Wrigley’s mouth. She swallowed.
“Wowee, you all are some talented young women. I don’t think I’ve ever cum that fast from head. I am definitely coming back to this rest area again soon.” As the man rambled on, still lying half naked on the ground trying to catch his breath, Wrigley pulled out a small tube of super glue from between her boobs.
“Let me just give it one more kiss,” Wrigley giggled. She caressed the man’s dick with one hand and gave it a tiny peck on the head. Then in a blink of an eye, she took the super glue in her other hand and squirted it in the man’s pee hole.
“What, what the fuck was that?!” The man screeched. “What the fuck did you just do to me?!” He reached down and felt the tip of his dick. “Did you, did you do what I think you just did?! Why you little whore!”
“Fuck you and your cock!” Wrigley hollered. “Let’s get out of here!” She yelled to Jaimi, and the two of them went running out of the woods while the man scrambled to his feet, trying to run and pull up his pants at the same time.
“I’ll get you, you bitch!” The man screamed after them.
“Come and get me, baby!” Wrigley shouted and blew a kiss back at the man. “There! He’s leaving. Let’s get in his truck!” She urged, pointing to a semi-truck getting ready to pull out of the rest area. She and Jaimi bolted toward it. Wrigley opened the passenger door.
“Please sir, please help us! There’s someone after us!” she cried, and before the driver could answer, she and Jaimi climbed in and slammed the door shut behind them. “Thank you, sir, thank you so much.”
“Let’s get you out of here,” the driver insisted and shifted the gear into drive.
As the semi-truck rolled away, Wrigley and Jaimi could see the man in their rearview mirror frantically searching the rest area for them. They looked at each other and laughed, both recognizing this was the start of a beautiful friendship.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pff44n/traveling_trucker_whores_a_short_story