A Food Truck Romance

Of course, it didn't hurt that when lounging around the house, Mattie opted to wear my looser large t-shirts...hey, I am after all four inches taller and much heavier than she was...without a bra (which she intensely disliked wearing). The occasional nipple slips and flashes of panties (when she wore them) were inevitable and gave me an annoying crotch-swelling dilemma.

Finally, I had to say, "Hey, Mattie. I've got to ask you to be more careful around me. You're kind of flashing me a lot of your youthful bodily delights and wreaking havoc with my strained self-control."

My young live-in roomie looked at me as she processed what I had just uttered and then with a smile on her lovely lips murmured, "Sorry, Mel, I didn't know. You know that I wasn't deliberately trying to show my privates. I was just being me...and promise that I was not trying to be some kind of cockteaser.

"You've got to understand that for the first time in my life, I feel secure being with a guy who isn't hitting on me. You see, I was an early-bloomer...who by the age of eleven had sprouted a pair of boobs that attracted a lot of unwanted male attention...especially from my mom's live-in boyfriends. I grew up having to always had to fend off masculine attempts... some subtle...but most weren't...from being molested and especially raped.

"You're the first and only guy in my life who has not 'hit' on me...which I greatly appreciate. I guess that in being more relaxed and comfortable with you, I've gotten kind of 'careless.' when around you. Sorry, once again...." Then with a twinkle in her eyes and a slight smile on her lovely lips, Mattie murmured, "However, I'd be lying if I didn't say that I hope you like what you saw, you dirty old pervert...heh, heh, heh."

With Mattie working the orders, money, and customer service, I found myself easily whipping out our menu offerings...which resulted in fewer customer complaints and made me wonder how I ever got along without an additional body to handle the so-call front end of the operations.

However, our increase in business was largely due to Mattie being a virtual guy magnet. In our short time together, she had gained a sense of security and blossomed with a sparkling and engaging personality. Of course, under the guise of being cooler in heat of the cooking equipment and confined quarters of the food truck, Mattie began wearing her barely there string bikini. Let's say that her full youthful pride and joys were amply displayed when she bent over to take or deliver food orders... an unbelievably cock-stirring food for the eyes.

All of the guys hoped to score with her and generously tipped her as a result. But Mattie, to her credit, deflected all offers by saying that she was already committed to another guy. Despite her gentle denials, Mattie's tip-jar experienced an exponential increase...so much so that she could buy her own necessities and even treat me to a movie with snacks.

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"Do you know, Mel, that this Korean garlic fried chicken of yours is fantastic! There's the right amount of added crunch to each piece that when combined with the spicy garlic sauce is an absolute winner. This definitely should become a part of our truck's "new" menu."

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. We could still offer our good old standby spam musubi...and add stir-fried chow fun (Chinese flat noodles) as the starch complement... all of which are cheap and take relatively easy to cook. Kimchi (Korean fermented cabbage) and maybe a macaroni salad which we can make ourselves, would round off the menu selections. What do you think, Mattie? Is it worth a go? It would be a radical and risky departure from the chili menu for 'our' food truck? However, I can do it if you will be there with me..."

Mattie looked at me with tears of surprise and delight glistening in her sparkling brown eyes Before I knew it, she leaned forward while pulling my face to hers, and while kissing me gently, said, "Yeah, Mel, I think your proposed menu is absolutely delicious... and I will do whatever is necessary to support you. Why don't "we" give it a go?"

With that Mattie kissed me tenderly again, and I must say that my heart skipped a beat as I gulped. I came to realize that I have not made a mistake in taking Mattie in and offering her a helping hand. Still, I couldn't help but feel that I might have made a big mistake by stipulating no sex between us....goddamn it!"

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At Mattie's suggestion, we kicked off our new Asian menu with a new look to our truck. I shelled out the bucks to one of the artists who rented another unit in the same warehouse complex as us to have a creative "Asian Deli On Wheels" sign painted boldly on our food truck. Our new signage clearly represented our brand new food offerings food from Hawaii's various cultures.

Our signature dish was a Korean garlic fried chicken that I cooked daily. To make better use of the deep fryer, I added Chinese crispy gau gee (a rectangular won tun) and Filipino lumpia (a crispy roll of meat and veggies) that we prepared in advance and refrigerated until ready to be cooked.

Mattie proved adept at making a very popular maki sushi (sushi rice rolled in season seaweed sheet with either tuna or imitation crab filling). She also urged me to create for our weight-conscious female customers and the hose health nuts, a chilled vegan bowl with tossed veggies, cubed tofu, soba (Japanese buckwheat) noodles, chickpeas, and a miso-ginger dressing for our menu. Mattie was extremely persuasive when insisting that we began our workweek by adding a one-day special to keep customer interest and my culinary creativity refreshed.

Our food truck profits increased like never before as we gained a steady beach-going following as well as those from the surrounding neighborhood. However, the real game-changer came when one of our steady community customers, Mrs. Awong, asked if we could cater the main courses for her grandson's birthday party.

Mrs. Awong was the local busybody who made it a habit of enjoying her spam musubi while "talking stories" with Mattie as part of her morning walk routine. One day, she asked if we could prepare for her grandson's first birthday party a very large tray of my garlic chicken and two trays of chow fun with a large platter of Mattie's maki crab sushi. We had never thought of catering our food, and I quickly tossed out a dollar amount for the order off the top of my head, and was surprised when Mrs. Awong readily agreed to the price.

Working as a team, we continued to service our beach customers and somehow managed to have the food ready for Mrs. Awong when she came to pick up her order. The food was a hit with her large extended family, and word got around. Soon Mattie and I were forced to create a catering menu for a side business that although highly profitable, sucked up any free time we had. Still, we couldn't complain since we had stumbled into another brisk and very profitable our culinary venture.

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"Mattie, am I glad that I took in almost nine months ago," I uttered as the two of us lounged in our cramped but comfortable home after long showers at the end of a long day. "Since that time, you've hung in there with me even through the storm and rainy seasons. And because of that, I have been able to take a step toward my culinary goal.of cooking the food that I'd want to. God you've been my inspiration, and I don't know what I would do without you."

Mattie blushed and took a sip of her wine before looking tenderly at me. "No, Mel, I am the one who should be grateful that you took me in when I was down and out with no place to go. You bought me what I needed, gave me a place to sleep, fed me, and let me earn some money of my own. And all the time, you never once sought to sexually molest or abuse me...a drastic change of pace from what I constantly grew up with."

"Hey, that's because I am not that kind of guy. When I was in college and cooking in restaurants, I had girlfriends and knew them intimately. But I never sought to seduce or take advantage of them. Instead, I was willing to swallow my masculine pride and waited for them to show their interest (if any) in me ...hey, isn't that what sexual equality is all about?

"Most wanted to be swept off their feet by me...wined and dined... romantically wooed and seduced. When I didn't exactly fulfill their expectations of what a 'man' should be, they left...looking for someone who was not like me. Big sigh!

With a soft chuckle, Mattie quipped, "You sure are a special kind of guy, Mel. But I love you for being that way. And here I thought that you never made a move on me because you didn't find me attractive...'

"Say, what? Didn't find you attractive? Are you fricking nuts? You are one hell of a sexy gorgeous Polynesian young woman I've ever met! You don't know how hard it is for me to work with you in the tight confines of the food truck...when all you're dressed in is one hell of a barely-there string bikini. You don't know what it's like to see almost every guy...and some gals...flirt with you in hopes of scoring."

"Are you jealous, Mel? Come on, be straight with me...please."

I took a gulp (something that Mattie made me do more and more) to ponder the question posed to me before admitting, "Mattie, I have been straight-up with you from the very start...and I am not about to change. Yes, I do get somewhat jealous...or rather a bit possessive of you...when I hear others putting a move on you. However, channel such feelings into my food...and judging from our profit margins that ain't such a bad thing.

"And speaking of profit margins, we have been doing so well with our lunch truck and especially our developing catering businesses that we have been able to make nearly five months of straight profit. I have been thinking...of a partnership of sorts between you and me. If you don't mind, I'd like to cut you in for a third of the net profits as a junior partner..."

There was a squeal of utter surprise and delight that tore through the air....and before I knew it I had Mattie squirming on top of me, her delicious lips locked passionately on mine as she sucked my very soul from me.

"Mattie! What the hell?" blurted out of my mouth when we broke our lip-lock.

"Shut the fuck up, Mel. I've wanted you in the worse way. From the day you gave me a chili plate and a helping hand, you caught my interest and never let it go. Don't deny it. I know that you secretly wanted me as well. And for your information, I'm tired of sleeping on a fold-out futon...and want to sleep in a bed...your bed...with you in it...or more so between my spread legs. Do you understand? Mel, if we're going to be business partners, then we're going to be partners...of the intimate kind...in our personal lives.

"And if that isn't clear enough, I am making the first move on you. How about this?" And with that Mattie grabbed the hem of her large t-shirt and in a swift move, pulled it completely off of her, followed by her brief panties. Any possible objections I might have uttered died a rattling death in my throat as her youthful caramel physical beauty was exposed.

Mattie's youth breasts were incredibly full and round with a paradoxical gravity-defying sponginess that allowed them to quiver and sway with the slightest movement. Her mouthwatering purplish meaty nipples jutted up and out from tender puffy areolas. They were more than I had imagined, having caught only a flashing glimpse and while covertly ogling Mattie in her bikini.

A trim stomach, nicely rounded hips, and tight buns were only outshone by the minimal pubic hair muff that was neatly trimmed and shaven to fit in the teeny bikini bottoms that Mattie wore. With shapely legs to round out the picture of loveliness, Mattie was simply a living breathing wet dream come true.

"Do you like what you see?" purred a sassy Mattie. When all I could do was gulp and then nod while visually feasting on her nudity, she whispered, "Then why don't you take me to your bed where I can break in its virginity while you take mine from me. Please?"

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In the dim glow of the nightlight, I let my senses feast on the nude form of my teenage lover. Mattie's lips, tongue, and mouth were the sweetest I had ever tasted as she gave herself up to my sensuous kissing. For this being her first time, she greedily yearned for more, and I gave it to her as our tongues dueled fiercely in her welcoming mouth.

When our lips parted, I reveled at hearing her gasp of regret that was soon followed by breathless moans of unexpected pleasure as I kissed down one side of her neck and then across her throat. Mattie threw back her head and groaned at her carnal awakening,

I lazily blazed a wet trail of kisses and licks, between her quivering breasts, opting to save a full-front assault on boobs for dessert. Zigzagging across her undulating stomach to let my tongue swirl around the pucker of her belly button, I could smell the bewitching aroma of her sex. Yet, I let my fingertips caress her trembling form, enjoying feeling the goosebumps that arose as my hands travel down and then back up the length of trembling her legs.

"Oh, my God," exclaimed an aroused Mattie, "What the hell are you doing to me, you wicked Chinese torturer? Put this Hawaiian virgin out of her sexual misery by fucking me. Please...oh, pretty please!"

But I wouldn't have any of that as I turned her over to enjoy the sensory overload of letting my mouth and hands travel the length of her twisting body's back. It was only when I kissed my way back up her inner thighs that I finally flipped Mattie over to plunge my face into and feast upon the liquid nectar of her unexplored sex. I thirstily lapped up the juices of her sexual excitement from her sopping wet puffy pussy slit as my fingertips rolled and stroked Mattie's engorged love button.

"Oh, fuck, oh, goddamn it! I can't breathe! My guts are getting tighter and tighter! What is happening to me?" exclaimed Mattie. "I feel like I'm going to explode...oh, fucking yes...I'm going to...arrgh, arrgh, arrgh!"

Mattie bucked and twisted as she was consumed by the first gut-wrenching orgasm of her young life. Her inner thighs clamped forcefully around my head, pulling me to her twat as she vigorously pussy-fucked my face. Then completely exhausted, Mattie collapsed in a limp heap before me.

"You fucking bastard," Mattie moan incoherently, "What the hell just happened to me?"

"You had an orgasm, my horny eighteen-year-old Hawaiian girl. It is the first of many to come." And with that, I knelt between Mattie's spread legs, and after draping them over my thighs, I pressed my dickhead into her sopping wet cunt. "Now for the main entree," I uttered as I pushed steadily forward.

Mattie tensed at the never experienced pressure between her legs and then emitted a girlish whimper of wincing pain as I broke her hymen, stripping her of her virginity and making her a woman...my woman. After letting her spasming cunt get used to the foreign presence of my cock, I began to gradually pump in and out of the tightest, hottest, and wettest twat I have ever fucked.

Fingernail dug painfully into my back as Mattie wrapped her shapely legs around mine like some female boa constrictor. Soft grunts escaped her parted lips as she now readily accommodated my pistoning cock in her seething cunt. Lewd swishing sounds of her sex taking my deep long strokes mixed with her hot breathless panting.

"Oooh, you're so goddamn big...stretching me out... going so deep...touching parts of me I never knew existed. Ohhh, yeah, this was well worth the wait! Fuck me, Mel, as I want! Do it! "

I could tell by her panting and her twat rising to slap against my groin that Mattie was on the verge of another climax. This was confirmed when she uttered, "Oh, damn it, I going to cum again...yeah, real soon...fuck me...come on...give it to me hard and fast...I want to feel you shoot inside of me...oh, shit...I going to cum...I'm cumming...oh, fuck!"

That was all I need as I drove deep into Mattie's cunt before exploding in a mind-rendering ejaculation that made the Hiroshima nuclear blast seem like a firecracker. Totally spent, I collapsed on a sweat-drenched Mattie who still quivered with the aftershocks of her second climax of the night.

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"Hmmm, so that is what sex is all about?" murmured Mattie as she tenderly kissed me as we cuddled in our post-orgasmic bliss. "If I had known sooner, we could have been doing the dirty deed a long time ago instead of us abstaining."

"Girlfriend, we've only started your sexual education. Wait until I recover and I'll start you on your next lesson in remedial sexual education. Yes, like doing all those sinful and wicked things that popped into my head and hardened my boner watching you in your bikini or traipsing around in my thin white t-shirts. Then you'll discover what a pervert I truly am...heh, heh, heh."

"Oooh, I can't wait!" squealed Mattie in girlish delight. "Is there anything that I can do to help you recover faster?"

"Did you like it when I ate your juicy pussy? You did...especially when you got all hot and squishy before cumming? Well, men like to have their cocks eaten too...although sucked on is a better way of putting it. Think of mouthing on a fleshy popsicle...just watch your teeth when you bob your head up and down. Do you want to give it a try?"

"Oh, yes," exclaimed Mattie eagerly as her face headed to my groin. "Yod, you smell so...damn yummy...yeah, makes my mouth water. Oh my, is that what you look like? And you shoved this big fat thing into my tight little cunny? God, you're such a beast...still...it did feel fantastic after I got used to it between my legs. What? Less talking and start sucking? Sheesh, what a slave driver...the things I do for free meals, a bed to sleep in, and a share of the profits."

"Ummm, ummm, not bad," mumbled Mattie as she slurped my soft manhood into her mouth. "Not bad at all... I definitely could get used to this delicious taste. Your cock has a certain...what is the term...oh yeah 'umani' taste on the tongue."

"Ha, then you will be in for a feast when my balls...yeah, those two things dangling under my dick...get fully recharged...and you suck me off...and I cum in your mouth and down your gulping throat. Ooh, yeah, move your hand in time with your head bobs... yeah, like that! Hell, you got a natural talent for sucking cock...are you sure you've never done this before? No, okay...well, see how much of my dick you can swallow down your...holy shit, girl...you really have a gift for deep-throating a guy...and I better be the only damn one."

Mattie's oral skills and stimulation did wonder as I sprouted a rock-hard erection that caused her eyes to widen appreciatively. "Shit! You grew...and right in my mouth!"

"You should see what happens when my erection is crammed up you juicy twat. So, my sassy teenage girlfriend, how about straddling my hips? Lift yourself up on your knees so that my flanged dickhead can plow that drenched pussy crack of yours. Feels good, huh?

"Now let me wedge it in your oozing cunt entrance...and then lower yourself slowly... letting my cock slide into your well-broken-in snatch. There! Wasn't that easier than the first time... believe me that the more we fuck, the easier it will be to take me between your legs.

"I want you to adjust yourself until you feel comfortable....then slowly...and I mean slowly, begin to bounce up and down...fucking yourself on my dick. Oh, my dear Lord, yes...that's the way to go, Mattie! Jeez, I love seeing your full boobs bounce, jiggle, and sway as you hump my dick! You've got such fat meaty nipples that I can resist pinching, tugging, and tweaking them. Does that feel good? Yeah, wait until you see what I want to do with these fantastic boobs of yours.