White Tailed Eagles Pt. 01

"Are you allergic to nuts?"

"Why? You a nut?"

"Almond oil. I'd happily massage you with suitable Essential Oils if it will help."

"And there's me hoping you'll massage me at least each night, every morning and most lunchtimes when we stop for a break," she laughed, "you can do massages, proper massages?"

I grinned.

"I can, full body massages. Have you purring like a contented kitten."

She turned into my arms, placed hers behind my head and pulled my mouth to hers for a soft, tender, loving kiss.

"I just knew when I saw that twinkle in your eyes that you would be fun. Can you also do improper massages," she giggled wickedly, "I'd better get dressed. It's stopped raining five minutes ago and the windscreen is all clean and sparkly. No undies, just the dress. Okay with you?"

"Perfect!" I reached up into an overhead locker and pulled out a thin, fleece blanket, "keep that handy just in case the boys in blue pull me over for erotic... err... erratic driving."

=== === ===

"If there's a problem at Arundel you could take the left lane, go into McDonald's, turn around and come straight out again. Might save a few minutes."

"That's why we've got to got on so well, so fast, you're as sneaky as me! How come you know your way around so much? OK, problems on A27 I understand but the A34 to Oxford? That's not even in the same county."

"I'm a Scout. Mum was a Cubs leader. Dad was Scouts. No point in me being in the Guides. Went right the way through from Beaver and now I'm a member of the Scout Network. Spent years climbing, caving, kayaking and canoeing, hiking. You name it I've done it. Had a fabulous time in the Explorers. When I was eighteen I moved up to the Scout Network it's fantastic. We plan trips, six or seven of us, go everywhere. Hard exercise all day and hard sex all night. Couldn't ask for better. Except I'm at Uni now and that curtails my expeditions somewhat," she finished a little downheartedly.

"Sounds fun, three or four guys and three or four girls?"

"Nooo, don't be silly, five or six guys and me but don't get too excited we do take a tent for me... we put the stores in it," she giggled.

I laughed, loudly.

"You sleep with five or six guys, at once?"

"Don't actually sleep with any of them... oh, except Christopher. I sleep with Christopher when I can."

"Christopher?"

"He's one of the group but his Mum won't let him come with us every time. He's 22 but she still thinks of him as 'her little boy'. She's five foot nothing and he's a gallumping great six two. A cuddly giant of a guy. His Mum worries. I had to tell her I'd look after him and make sure he didn't get into mischief," she chuckled, "looks a bit slow but he's a sharp as a new pin and no slouch in the sack either. Very shy. Doesn't mind watching while others fuck me but won't fuck me with others watching. When we set up camp we leave a space in the store tent for Chris and me. One thing he doesn't mind is sloppy seconds. He's very gentle, considerate. Much more so that the others. I like to snuggle up to him afterwards and sleep cuddled in his big strong arms..." she tailed off.

"Pussy or cunt?"

"Pardon?"

"When I eat you out or fuck you, your pussy or your cunt?"

"Oh, cunt, every time. You've got a cock that fires spunk or cum and I eat both and swallow, always. I take it in my arse but you'll need to be gentle the first few times, I'm out of practice. I'm on the pill, disease and drug free, don't smoke and only drink in moderation. That cover everything?" she laughed.

"More than I needed or expected. Just didn't want to upset you by using the wrong words. Women I've known in the past have had no problem parting their legs nor offering their mouth or arse but get really upset if I refer to their vagina as a cunt or even a muff. Now if you'd be so good as to pull that leaver on the side of your chair up and swivel towards me?"

She pulled and swivelled.

"Now hoist your dress up to your waist, open wide and lean back into the seat."

She didn't question it or hesitate.

"Would it be easier if I lifted my bum up?"

"Next time, when I can use my mouth. Just want to check your cunt's nice and wet."

"It's dripping! Ohhh! That feels soooo very fucking good!"

"You were talking about fucking with Christopher then snuggling with him to sleep. You tailed off after so I thought I'd check the memory had given you pleasure, is all."

I stroked in and out of her wonderful cunt, removed my fingers and slipped them into my mouth, sucking them clean.

"Oh that is so wonderfully filthy. You're going back for more I hope?"

"Later, I've got to concentrate on keeping you safe and well for tonight."

"We could pull over, pretend I've got a burst pipe and you're trying to fix my leak," she giggled.

Pulling the lever she turned to face forward without adjusting her dress at all.

"Thinking of Christopher didn't make me any wetter," she said right out of the blue, "I wet my panties when I saw the sparkle in your eye as soon as I appeared at the window. When I climbed aboard and saw there was only one bed I just knew I wanted to be snuggled up in it, with you tonight. Hope I haven't frightened you off?"

"Frightened me off? No chance! It's refreshing to meet a young woman who knows what she wants and isn't worried about making her needs and desires known. I'll be honest, I've been searching for a woman like you for most my adult life. Had one but she slipped through my fingers. I just hope I don't frighten you off."

=== === ===

We'd reached the A34 and were finally heading north. Being a Tuesday traffic wasn't too bad.

"What you fancy for lunch?"

"A big, fat sausage," she smirked reaching out a hand towards my crotch.

"Is that with tea or coffee?" I grinned nodding up the road.

She looked up.

"Might not be very good grub. Only one lorry," she observed, "but two have just pulled out, so maybe not too bad."

=== === ===

She pulled the hem of her dress down after she'd slid to the ground. I followed her back down the layby to the grub stop enjoying the tantalising view. She was decent, just. Very only just. If she hadn't shaved 'down there' I'm pretty sure you'd have noticed. She looked totally exquisite, poetry in motion with the hem of her dress bouncing and jiggling teasingly with her every step. I had but one concern, how long could I entertain this beautiful young woman?

"'m I walking too fast for you Brian?" she teased looking back over her shoulder.

"Only in that you're reducing the time available to enjoy watching you."

She slowed and swung her hips exaggeratedly.

"That better?" she laughed, "c'm'on let me let me hold your arm, don't want you keeling over before we've even done the deed."

"Me neither," I agreed holding out my arm for her to hook onto.

We reached the end of the parked arctic, the catering van just 20 yards further on. The truck driver was sitting in one of the plastic chairs at one of the plastic tables. As soon as we came into view his eyes locked firmly upon Robyn on my arm. I mentally puffed out my chest with pride. 'Dream on sunshine, she's mine' I sent him by telepathy. Robyn must have sensed it even if the truck driver didn't.

"Don't even consider worrying, Brian. You're stuck with me until we reach my Mum's at least."

"You read minds as well?" I teased.

"You went tense, very briefly. Don't want to feel that in you any more, OK?"

"OK, promise."

=== === ===

"Morning! What can I get you?"

She was very large, very jovial and flushed. It must have been hot behind the line of griddle plates.

"I'd like a big, fat sausage to devour, slowly," replied Robyn saucily.

"Yeah, you 'n' me both girl," the jovial lady chuckled, "suspect you've got a lot more chance than me though..."

"You can chew on mine, Darling. Travel with me and I'll give you a much better ride than the old boy!" came from the table behind us.

Robyn turned very slowly and looked the trucker up and down disdainfully for a few moments as if considering her options. I held my breath. So soon? That's not fair!

"So, you've got more that 10 inches of nice fat man meat have you? Got a mouth and tongue that women dream of having between their legs every night eh? You're a retired porn star just..."

"Err, Darling, I thought we agreed that we wouldn't mention that..." I interjected as the trucker looked at her in utter surprise.

"The porn star bit?"

"No, the retired bit. Makes me feel old."

"Oh, yeah, sorry."

She turned back to the trucker.

"Forget the 'retired' bit, it's a secret," she smiled.

The trucker laughed delightedly.

"My Granddaughter," I said by way of explanation, "just picked her up from University, goodness only knows what they teach 'em these days."

"They taught her how to put down randy truckers, that's clear," chortled the jovial lady, "mind if I use that line myself?" she grinned, "what can I get you, Granddad?"

"Bacon butty please, extra bacon. I need to keep my strength up. Tea or coffee Robyn?"

I ordered two teas. We'd sit at a table.

"Sorry mate, no offence meant," said the trucker as I turned towards the tables, "your Granddaughter's a real cracker, can't blame a man for trying?"

"None taken, where shall we sit Sweetheart?"

"Here?" she suggested pulling out one of the two remaining chairs at the truckers table.

We chatted amiably while we ate. He was headed for Sheffield we were 'going north' and I wasn't Granddad but her lover and she had no thoughts of replacing me anytime soon. Felt good about that.

We both watched Robyn eating her 'big, fat' sausage, a glorious piece of erotic delight. I'm certain that the trucker was thinking the same as I 'I wish that was my sausage!' She finished, licked her fingers seductively and declared happily;

"I do enjoy having a nice juicy sausage in my mouth," as she washed it all down with the mug of tea.

We made our farewells as Robyn had important business to attend to. I assumed she needed to use our facilities and didn't dawdle after wishing the truck driver 'Safe Journey' and received the same in return.

"After you, Granddad," she giggled as I opened the habitation door.

"I thought you were in a hurry?" I replied.

"I am so get in and don't argue. That's it, now stop and turn around."

I stopped and turned. She was still standing on the concrete of the layby looking straight up at me.

"How many times have you made me come so far?" she asked mischievously.

"No idea, two? Three times maybe?"

"Yeah, and the rest. Now it's your turn."

She reached up for my belt and started to undo my belt and trousers without moving her eyes from mine. Was she daring me to stop her? It wasn't going to happen, not after the little exhibition of eroticism she'd just performed.

With belt and trousers undone she started to work everything below my waist downwards while her sparking eyes remained locked with mine. They remained there while her hands worked their way back up my naked legs until I felt her fingers make contact with my rapidly stiffening cock. Her fingers stroked around the head, probed between cock head and foreskin and back to eye of cock. I felt her coating her finger with my pre-cum and still her eyes held mine in their naughty, shining grip. Bringing the slippery digit to her mouth she sucked it in lasciviously. I closed my eyes very briefly. When I opened them again she was grinning wickedly and sliding the finger carefully in and out of her mouth. She opened her mouth and licked her lips while her hand slipped down out of sight.

A hand cupped my balls and massaged them lovingly. The hand bearing the finger that had just been in her exciting mouth stroked against my expanding length. She smiled as I shuddered with delight. I sensed her opening her hand, spreading her fingers so that they could wrap around my shaft then the expression on her face suddenly changed to one of shock.

She looked down quickly.

"Fuck!" she exclaimed and looked up again locking her eyes with mine, "I thought I was joking," she laughed.

"It's not 10 inches," I admitted.

"M'be not but it's not yet rock hard either, and it's way bigger than Christopher's and his WAS the biggest I've seen let alone enjoyed!"

Pulling my throbbing cock head towards her she opened her mouth wide and welcomed it inside. I felt the soft, warm, velvety softness of her mouth enveloping my cock. Closing my eyes, I rested my hands on the supports by the side of the door way and let the waves of utter delight wash over and through my body. It had been a very, very long time since I had enjoyed such a glorious experience. The teasing had stopped, it had done the job required, now the beautiful young woman was taking her time to bring about my climax.

I sensed rather than felt or saw her hand waving about and opened my eyes just as she slid my aching cock from the warm cave of her mouth.

"Put both hands on my head, fuck my face and fill my belly with your spunk!" she instructed.

I did as I was told taking it steady, with shorter strokes so as not to cause her pain or problems. She bobbed her head indicating that harder and faster was required. I followed instructions, still concentrating hard on not forcing my meat too deep into her throat. A slight movement caught the corner of my eye.

"Sweetheart, we've got an audience," I said softly.

Working her mouth back up my cock she released it with a very satisfying 'POP'. She turned to look at the truck driver.

"Come a bit closer. You can look but don't touch and if you jack off don't cum on me, OK?"

He nodded and eased forward while fishing in his pants for his cock. At 4 feet distance she stopped him.

"Behave and we'll all have a good time, OK?"

She went back to administering to the needs of my cock while the trucker freed his cock and started to stroke urgently. I looked and grinned inwardly. Nothing to worry about there. The slight intermission had taken the edge off and Robyn set about rebuilding the situation. Again I closed my eyes and wallowed in the sheer pleasure of feeling a warm, wet, soft, expert mouth sucking greedily on my cock, it had been a very long time since... A hand grabbed mine and placed it very firmly on her head. I took the hint and placed the other alongside it. Her head bobbed eagerly so again I took that hint as well and began to face fuck my beauty as urgently and deeply as I felt was safe.

"Getting close, Sweetheart."

Instantly the mouth moved back and my cock exited with another delicious 'POP'. She looked around at the wanking trucker.

"Unzip me, nothing else, then step back again."

He followed her instructions perfectly without missing a beat. The love of my life looked up at me and smiled wickedly. Pulling the dress up and over her head she handed it to me.

"It's the only one I brought with me. Don't want it covered in spunk on the first day, do we?" she giggled happily.

"OH Fuck!" exclaimed the trucker loudly, "You're a fucking Goddess!"

I doubt my love even heard him. She grabbed both of my hands and pushed them firmly against her head, and bent to feed my cock hungrily back into her mouth. I face fucked her, very nearly loosing all control but when I backed off a little her head just pushed harder onto my cock head.

"Coming Sweetheart," I called out urgently.

She redoubled her efforts, wrapping her arms around my legs she pulled me deeper and deeper into her throat. I let go, both barrels and felt my spunk driving hard and fast up my shaft to pour into the warm, welcoming mouth at the top.

PUMP!

A pause.

PUMP!

A pause.

PUMP!

A 'Pop' then my cock was free. She looked up, back into my eyes, hers sparking with excitement. She wanked my cock urgently.

PUMP!

Spunk splattered her face from a range of six inches.

PUMP!

A string of spunk draped itself across her delicious left breast.

PUMP!

Her glorious right tit had a matching stripe.

PUMP!

Her belly button disappeared briefly. As the spunk slipped free it worked it's way down towards her cunt.

Her mouth wrapped around the head on my cock as she made absolutely certain that nothing had been wasted.

"Feed me!" she said at length totally ignoring the panting trucker behind her.

I started with her beautiful face, delicately scooping up my still warm spunk on a single finger and carefully transporting it to her open, waiting mouth. She licked and sucked my finger with the arrival of each load until her face only had a thin sheen of shimmering spunk that only a tongue could remove.

I bent and licked her clean lovingly then kissed her deeply, our tongues entwined and she endeavoured to suck up what little spunk remained in my mouth.

"Swap places."

My turn to give instructions.

I fed her from the left breast finishing with my tongue and delivering personally to her waiting mouth. I repeated the process on her right then knelt on the step as my Darling had and explored her belly button hole with my tongue, scooping up as much as possible onto mine before delivering it directly to hers. I knelt once more to catch the thin dribble that was steadfastly headed for her glistening cunt.

"You could help that on its way if you like," she suggested salaciously, "I'd like to know that some of your spunk was in or around my cunt while we were driving, even if it wasn't delivered in the time honoured fashion."

Flattening my tongue I dragged it carefully upwards from just above her clitty to her belly button. Ducking down again and using both thumbs I parted her scrumptious petals and thrust my tongue as deep between them as I could before bringing it back to her clitty. Sucking it into my mouth I flicked it with a hard tongue tip. She shuddered violently so I kept going until she forced my head away from her body with strong hands.

"Not fair! It was your turn," she giggled.

"Never your turn nor my turn, always our turn." I suggested.

Robyn looked up, smiled and looked back down at me. She flicked her eyes over behind me. I turned. The trucker was leaning against the chain link fence that bordered the layby.

"You OK?" I asked carefully.

"Yeah! Fuck that was so fucking hot! Don't think I've ever shot such a load. I'm knackered. Hat's off to you pal."

"Thanks, we'll be heading off in about 10, Drive safely."

"Many thanks! Having you present really made it special," called Robyn from behind me, "have a safe journey."

Part 2 to follow, if you wish?