Judge Sandy Ch. 03

Brandon and Sandy crossed the Illinois/Wisconsin border. Sandy was sleeping next to him, her head laying between the door and headrest. Before leaving Sandy had grabbed her emergency cash that she kept in a wall safe. Then they stopped at their banks ATM and withdrew as much cash as they allowed. Brandon wanted to use cash for this trip. Just in case the Russians could track their credit/debit cards.

Brandon glanced at her occasionally as he drove past Milwaukee heading north on 41. He knew what he had to do. He'd killed plenty of men before. Even a few women and kids when he had no choice. Now he was back in the States, life was more complicated than just finding the bad guys and killing them. There were laws governing all this shit. He looked over at Sandy again wondering if the bad guys didn't have more rights under the law than the people they terrorized.

"Mmmm!" Sandy purred like a cat as she stirred. "Where are we? What time is it?"

"We're just north of Milwaukee. It's just after 11:00. You fell asleep almost immediately after we got in the truck."

"Yeah. I needed that. I don't think I slept at all last night." Sandy sat up and pulled her hair back, then stretched as best she could in the front seat. Brandon smiled as he watched her chest jut out from her body as she stretched. Even in the dim light of the truck's interior, there was no missing their size. "That felt good. So where are we headed?"

"Up north. I've got a friend I served with who has a cabin up by Rhinelander. We're still several hours away. I called him before we left and explained what was going on. He said the cabin is ours for as long as we need it." He chuckled. "We'll test your survival skills."

"HA! Good luck with that. My idea of roughing it is eating a continental breakfast at a hotel without a spa."

Brandon laughed. "We'll toughen you up."

Sandy cleaned off the console between them, then flipped it up, turning the front seat into a bench seat. The she slid over next to Brandon and snuggled next to him. "That's better." She said stroking the inside of his thigh with her hand.

"Well I guess you're awake." Brandon said smiling. He could feel her hand slowly getting closer to his crotch as she stroked his thigh. "What are you doing?"

"What?" She asked pretending she had no idea what he was talking about. "I'm not doing anything."

Brandon laughed again. "You're playing with fire lady."

"Ooohhh! I'm so scared!" She said sarcastically. Sandy was growing to love these times of banter.

Brandon saw a road sign letting him know there was a truck stop ten miles ahead. "You need to use a restroom?"

"No. I'm good. But it wouldn't hurt to stop and stretch for a bit. Get a cup of coffee." Sandy moved her hand to the bulge in his pants and squeezed it.

"Don't you ever get enough?" Brandon asked teasingly.

"No! This is something I haven't had for years. I'm trying to make up for lost time. Besides, don't forget, I'm forty-five. I'm in my prime sexually." Sandy giggled. She turned slightly and reached for his belt with both hands, unbuckling it. The she unsnapped his jeans and pulled his zipper down as best she could. She then slid her left hand inside his shorts and grabbed his semi-rigid cock. "Mmmm! Now that's what I'm talking about."

Brandon gasped when her hand wrapped around his manhood. "You realize I'm driving at seventy miles an hour?"

Sandy rubbed her left tit against his arm as she stroked his hardening cock. "Then I guess you better concentrate and stay focused." She said giggling. She loved everything about his cock; it's texture, it's warmth, the swelling head. She traced the vein in it with the tip of her finger. She felt her lust for Brandon taking over. "I don't think I'll ever get enough of this." She said with a husky voice.

Brandon squirmed in his seat. "I don't think I will either." He said moaning. He set the cruise control, then lifted himself off the seat slightly, swerving slightly on the highway.

Sandy laughed. "Be careful baby." She shoved her hand further inside his shorts, cupped his balls, then gently pulled them up, giving her greater access to them. She lightly stroked his smooth balls and shaft, feeling his pre-cum oozing from the head. She scooped it off with her finger, then brought it to her mouth. "Mmmm! Delicious! I do love your taste."

Brandon couldn't help but laugh. "If this is what they mean by 'having you by the balls' then you can have me by the balls anytime you want." He saw the next road sign. "Truck stop is a mile up the road."

"Oh too bad!" Sandy said teasingly. "Should we keep going?" She asked as she stroked the length of his cock, then softly caressed his nut sack.

Brandon laughed. She made him do that a lot. "You teasing bitch!" He looked at the gas gauge. "We have to stop. We're below a quarter tank."

"OK! If we must." Sandy said with a mocking pout on her face. She continued to stroke his cock till he pulled onto the exit ramp.

Brandon pulled into the truck stop and headed for the first available pump. The place was just about empty except for a few travelers and a back lot that was full of over the road truckers sleeping in their cabs. "Wait for me. After I fill-up we can go use the restrooms and get a snack and something to drink." He quickly zipped himself back up and jumped out of the truck.

Sandy squirmed in her seat. She felt her panties soaked with her own juices. She watched every movement he made. She wanted him so bad she was aching. 'How could this kid have affected her so deeply?' She thought to herself. He was just over fifteen years younger than her. She was almost old enough to be his mother. But all she saw was a man who knew how to take care of himself. And now he was taking care of her. "I'm going to take care of you baby!" She whispered to herself inside the truck. "I'm so going to take care of you."

Brandon jumped back in the truck and pulled up to a parking spot in front of the station. "Let's be quick." He said as he opened his door.

"What's the hurry?" Sandy asked giggling.

Brandon turned smiling at her. "Your mouth has some unfinished business. That's the hurry."

They both used the restroom. Then paid for the gas and some drinks and snacks. Brandon pulled out of the parking spot and drove around the back of the station to where all the semi's were parked for the night. He saw a nice dark vacant spot in the very back of the lot with forest on two sides of it. He parked as deep in the corner as he could, then turned off all the lights and dimmed the console lights, leaving the engine running for warmth.

"What are we doing?" Sandy asked giggling like a school girl.

Both could just barely make out the other in the darkness of the night. He didn't answer her question. "Lose the shirt and bra."

Sandy didn't hesitate to comply. Each could here the other breathing heavily as she slipped her shirt off her shoulders then unsnapped her bra and removing it.

Brandon pulled her tight into his body, cupping one of her tits with his left hand. There was nothing gentle about the way he squeezed and kneaded it as the two lovers kissed. Their tongues attacked the other as their lust for each other turned into a sexual frenzy. Brandon broke the kiss, leaving Sandy panting and moaning. He kissed his way down her neck and chest. He then lifted her huge tit, shoving the hardened nipple into his mouth. Sandy let out a long guttural moan as his mouth engulfed her tit, sucking and biting gently on the nub.

She wrapped her fingers in his hair, pulling his head into her chest, almost smothering him. "Oohh fuck baby! Take that tit! It's yours! All yours!" Sandy moaned and panted as Brandon worked her tit like a man starving. Her body shaking and spasming as his nibbling sent shockwaves down her body to her throbbing pussy.

Brandon worked the snap to her jeans trying to unsnap them. Sandy finally helped him, unsnapping her jeans, then unzipping them, not wanting to wait for his fumbling fingers. Then she lifted herself just enough to slide her jeans down her legs. Brandon switched to her other tit, then slid his hand over her stomach, cupping her gushing pussy. Her pussy felt like it was on fire it was so hot. He pulled his mouth off her tit. "You dirty slut." His voice growling with lust. "You're getting your juices all over my seat." He whispered in her ear as he sucked on it.

The thought flashed through Sandy's mind that she would have bristled and slapped any other man if he'd called her a slut. But with Brandon, she'd already told him she wanted to be his slut. Now she wanted to show him how much of a slut she wanted to be for him. "I am a slut baby! I'm your slut!" Her voice husky with lust and need. "I'm a slut that wants to please you. Your slut will serve you however you want baby."

Brandon returned to sucking on her tit as his middle finger slipped inside her gushing pussy. The cab was filled with the sucking sound of his finger slicing in and out of her pussy.

"You're going to make me cum baby!" Sandy moaned. "Don't stop! Don't stop!" She panted.

Brandon bit down on her nipple a little harder. Her body erupted as a deep guttural moan slowly built into a wail. Brandon continued to suck on her tit as he moved his right hand, that was holding her tightly, up to her mouth, covering it. The last thing he wanted was a bunch of truckers wanting a show.

Sandy's body shook as her orgasm gripped her. She shoved her hand between her legs, cupping his hand and pulling it into her pussy. She wanted as much of him inside her as she could get. She continued to pant and scream as his hand stayed clamped over her mouth. She started to whimper and sob as she descended from her orgasm. The emotions of the moment overwhelming her. Sandy finally collapsed in the seat, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm.

Brandon pulled his mouth off her tit with a pop. He kissed her mouth softly and tenderly as his hand softly stroked her throbbing pussy. "Feeling better?" He asked between kisses.

"Much!" Was all she could moan.

He could still feel her body shaking as the aftershocks of her orgasm worked their way through her body. "Good now it's my turn." He unbuckled his pants and shoved them down his legs with his shorts. His cock was standing at full attention. Then he lowered the back of his seat till he was almost laying horizontal.

Sandy reached for his cock in the dark. She could barely see him or his cock. She moaned with satisfaction as soon as her hand touched his throbbing pole. She stroked it softly with her left hand as she cupped his balls with her right. "I do love this cock!"

"Suck it you dirty slut!"

Sandy smiled in the darkness. "Make me!" She said teasingly.

Brandon couldn't see the details of her face. He could barely make out the silhouette of her head. He reached up and grabbed a fistful of her hair. Then pushed her head down till her mouth was stuffed with his cock. It was his turn to let out a low guttural moan as the warmth and moistness of her mouth wrapped around his shaft. "Suck it you dirty slut!" He moaned as he began to push her head up and down.

Sandy purred with delight as he fucked her mouth. If she could have spoken, she would have told him how much she loved his cock and him. The more she thought about being his dirty slut, the more turned on she got. She loved the feel of his bulging vein gliding over her tongue as he worked her mouth for his pleasure. The truck was now filled with the sounds of her slurping and sucking on his shaft. She felt the head swell and she knew he was getting close.

Brandon was already worked up from the time he spent working her tit and pussy. Nothing turned him on more than to listen to a woman as she's being pleasured, then feeling her body respond as she climaxes. If he could have gotten drunk on those things, he'd be an alcoholic. "Oh fuck! Almost there babe!" Sandy intensified her efforts as she massaged his balls, as though she was trying to coax his seed to fill her mouth.

Brandon's body almost doubled as his orgasm slammed into him. He pushed her head down on his shaft as he sat up. His stomach muscles cramping from the intensity of the spasms. "Aaaahhhh! Suck it slut!"

Sandy sucked and swallowed as his cock pumped her mouth full of his seed. She had never been a big fan of oral sex. That was until her young lover came along. She smiled to herself as she thought about how many times she'd probably be doing this at the cabin. His body continued to spasm with aftershocks as his orgasm began to wane. Sandy lovingly worked his cock, even after he released his grip on her head. His body went limp in his seat. But Sandy continued to slide her mouth up and down the length of his shaft, savoring every inch of it.

Brandon lay there moaning softly, dozing off for a few seconds, before realizing they had to get going. He tried sitting up. "We need to get back on the road."

Sandy put her hand on his chest and pushed him back. "Lay back baby. Just enjoy this for a few minutes." She dropped her head and sucked in his deflating manhood. Her tongue swirled around the head. Then she pulled it out of her mouth and began kissing it softly all over. She wondered if she could get him hard again as she began to lick with the tip of her tongue the small area where the head meets the shaft. The few times she had given head before Brandon, she'd learned that was a very sensitive spot for most men.

Brandon moaned as he caressed the back of her head. "Are you trying to get me hard again?"

Sandy giggled. "Maybe!"

"Oh you sweet cock sucking slut!" He moaned not wanting to stop her.

Sandy sat up and looked down at him, not able to see his face, continuing to stroke his manhood. "Your sweet cock sucking slut loves you." She whispered softly.

Brandon reached to the outside of his seat and pushed the button to raise the back of his seat. When he was sitting back up, he wrapped his right arm around her, then began to caress her face with his left hand. Neither could see each other clearly. But both could hear the other breathing deeply. "I love you too babe!" He whispered before kissing her.

The two lovers kissed and fondled each other for another ten minutes before Brandon brought them back to reality. "We need to get going. I won't really relax till we're at the cabin." The two pulled up their jeans. Sandy reached for her bra and began to put it on when Brandon pulled it out of her hands. He threw it in the backseat. "You won't be needing this. Just put your shirt on. Then I'll have easier access to them when I feel like playing."

Sandy giggled again as she slipped on her shirt and buttoned it up. As Brandon pulled out of the back parking lot and into the lights of the truck stop he noticed she'd left several of the top buttons open. He reached across as he pulled onto the on ramp and engulfed her left tit with his hand and squeezed it. He smiled as he stared straight ahead. "Now that's what I'm talking about."

They arrived at the cabin about 4:00 a.m. Both were exhausted. "Ben said there's a key for the place under a can on the side of the cabin. Wait here. I'll go get it." Sandy sat in the truck watching Brandon as the headlights illuminated his path. A few seconds after going around the side of the cabin he came back holding up the key so she could see it. Sandy climbed out of the truck and walked up to the porch as Brandon was unlocking the door.

It was chilly and damp inside. The cabin had electricity, but no central heating. Each room had an electric space heater. Brandon turned on a couple of the space heaters to warm the place up, then turned to unload the truck. "Let's get our stuff in here. We'll run into town to get some groceries after we've had some sleep.

The main bedroom had a double bed. Much smaller than what Sandy was used to. But it was warm, and she felt safe. She knew that was more important than her comfort. The two unloaded the truck. As Sandy unpacked her suitcase, Brandon walked the outside of the cabin to get a feel for the place. He couldn't see much. The thought crossed his mind, he wished he had a pair of night vision goggles. He knew he'd be walking it again in daylight. He locked up his truck, then went inside and locked up the cabin. "I'm tired." He said walking into the bedroom.

"Me too." Sandy said as she slipped on an oversized Bears jersey as her night shirt. The two climbed into bed and fell asleep holding each other.

The sun was shining through the bedroom window when Brandon slowly opened his eyes. He'd of probably kept sleeping if it wasn't for the need to take a piss. He walked out of the bathroom and went right to the small kitchen. "Coffee. I need coffee." He mumbled to himself as he opened every cabinet looking for what they had in stock. The only thing the cabinets had in them were pots and pans, and enough dishes and glass wear to take care of a cabin full of hunters. "Shit! No coffee!"

He went back to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The cabin had been equipped with an on demand hot water heater.

Sandy woke, hearing the shower. She walked into the bathroom. "Morning!" She said loud enough to be heard over the shower.

Brandon stuck his head around the shower curtain. "Morning sexy! I'll be done shortly."

"Room in there for both of us?" She asked as she pulled her nightshirt over her head.

Brandon smiled as he eyed her naked body up and down. "I wish. I can't even bend over in here."

Sandy smiled back at him with a pouting look as she held up her tits to him as an offering. "Are you sure?"

He laughed. "You teasing bitch! I'm sure. Give me a couple minutes." Three minutes later he shoved the curtain aside and stepped out, grabbed a towel and started drying off.

Sandy walked back into the bathroom, dropped a towel on the floor in front of Brandon, then dropped to her knees on it. She looked up at him as she took his cock and balls in her hands. "There's nothing to eat here. No coffee." She said as she massaged his nut sack and stroked his shaft. "I need my protein boost for the morning."

Brandon shook his head, amazed at her sexual appetite. "Do you ever get enough?" He asked smiling.

"My appetite is your fault." She said with a seductive smile. She stroked his cock till it was semi-rigid. "You better keep me well fed." She took it in her mouth and started a slow sucking. She was immediately rewarded with Brandon's moans. The she felt his hands on her head as she worked his cock slowly and lovingly. "Mmmmm." She purred like a cat as she brought his cock to full erection. She looked up at him as she kept her mouth full of his cock. She pulled off for a second. "Feed me baby. I love the way you taste." She shoved her mouth back on his cock till the head hit the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, but kept his cock in her mouth, balls deep.

Brandon watched with interest as Sandy displayed a new side of her sexual appetite. He grabbed her head firmly to take control. Then he shoved his cock in her mouth till she was coughing and gagging again. He looked down at her as he held his cock in her mouth. Tears were streaming down the sides of her face. Then he quickly pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Do you like that?" He asked smiling down at her.

Sandy was gasping for air, trying to compose herself. "I do." She gasped. "Don't ask me why. But I do!"

"I won't ask why. I'll just enjoy it." He began a steady fucking of her mouth. Shoving his cock in till she was gagging occasionally. He felt his orgasm approaching as he pumped his cock in and out of her mouth. Then he decided he didn't want to cum in her mouth. He lifted her up by her arms. Sandy was panting. Brandon wiped the tears away from her face. "I don't want to cum that way." He said before kissing her hard and passionately.