She smiled and said, "How far are you going?"
"I'll go as far as you want!"
"It'd be nice if I could make the coast."
"Little lady, you're in luck. This old rig's heading right toward that there ocean!"
She smiled at him again, a little uneasy at the way he was looking at her. But she'd planned it this way. She had shed the sweatshirt so that a man would be interested enough to stop and pick her up. But she hadn't counted on the man being this interested.
He was almost undressing her with his eyes – and he didn't really have far to go, either. With her tits almost visible through the thin white tee-shirt, there wasn't much above the waist she concealed.
The cold air outside had made her nipples come erect. She wanted to rub the tiny nubbins of erectile flesh and get them to sink back down. But to do that now would seem to be goading the man to do something she didn't want.
"Never seen knockers that pretty," he finally said.
"Uh, thanks, Vic. Uh, why don't you get driving? You said you had a deadline or something."
"And you're anxious to put some miles behind you, too, huh? Bet you're running away from home. What's a pretty young thing like you doing running away from home?"
"That's none of your business!"
"Don't get huffy about it. Just being friendly."
"I think you'd better let me out."
"But we ain't gone no place, yet!"
"I've gone plenty far, thank you."
As she turned, his hand leaped out and grasped her by the belt. She was effectively pinned to the seat.
"I don't think I want you goin' nowhere. Not yet. Not till I've had a mite of fun with you. Such pretty tits should be tasted, appreciated, you, know what I mean?"
She knew. He was going to rape her. No matter how she fought and clawed at him, he was always a little faster, a little stronger.
He pulled her into the back of the cab. She was somewhat surprised to find a tiny bunk bed there. But for long transcontinental hauls, he probably saved lots of money sleeping here.
And Vicki could see another reason for it. This was a rapist's delight. He could do anything he wanted to her and could scream and yell and no one would ever hear. Not in the middle of a big highway like this.
She cowered against a back wall. She tried to get her legs under her to leap out and past the man. He effectively blocked her escape. His hands reached out and gripped her thinly covered tits.
She moaned softly when his coarse, thick fingers actually touched her sensitive boobs. The meaty hands were surprisingly gentle as he stroked from the base to the very tip of those seductive cones of titflesh.
"So nice and firm. God, makes a man want to shove them into his mouth!"
And he did. Vic didn't even bother to strip the tee-shirt from her boobs first. He simply plunged down and clamped his lips over one of the erect nipples and sucked.
She felt a blast of carnal electricity pass into her chest. She didn't want the trucker doing this to her. Yet it felt good. It felt so damn good she wanted him to keep doing it.
Then the girl came to her senses. He wanted to do more than run his tongue around the end of her jug. He was sucking on her nipple now, passionately tonguing it, giving it all the oral attention she could want. But he would go on. He'd want a lot more from her.
He was going to fuck her whether she wanted his prick driving hard into her cunt or not.
She tried twisting around him to freedom. These heavy hands pressed her down into the hard pallet of the bunk. His weight crushed her legs under her as his mouth never left her tit.
"Please, Vic! Don't do thiiiis!"
"But your boobs are so damned firm! I want all of them in my mouth!"
His mouth began gobbling up her left tit. His tongue flashed out and raced around the nipple until she found her breath coming in harsh pants. Then he began eating her entire mound of titflesh. She groaned when his teeth started going into the sides of her boob.
He left ugly red marks wherever his teeth touched the soft whiteness of her boob. And it hurt, it hurt bad!
"Stop it, Vic! I… I don't want you doing this to me!"
"Shut up, honey, or I'll shut you up. You go out hitching like that, you gotta expect some nasty old man is gonna take advantage of your tender young body."
He continued sucking noisily at her boobs. She had to admit his attentions felt good. They warmed her cool flesh and made her tremble with desire. Even her cunt was beginning to sluggishly' flow. The fuck fluids were greasing her tunnel of love for a passionate fucking. And she hated the idea.
She hated it with all her soul.
But what could she do?
The man was so much stronger than she was. And even her own body was turning traitor on her. She was responding to his crude advances. Her cunt was actually beginning to soak a tiny wet spot onto her thick denim jeans. That alone would be enough to spur the man on.
Then she felt him raising her tee-shirt. It wasn't enough to fondle and suck on her boobs through the thin tee-shirt. He wanted naked flesh. And she knew then that she was totally lost. No amount of talking would ever convince the man she didn't want his prick jammed all the way up into her hot, oily cunt.
"God, what a pair of knockers you got, little girl. You a virgin, maybe?"
She felt her body tense as he made that comment. She knew what was coming next. He unzipped his grimy jeans and out came an impossibly long, plum-tipped prick. It had to be at least ten inches of fuck stick. She was speechless at the sight.
She couldn't have that fucking her tiny cunt! It would rip her apart all the way to the chin!
"You like my friend? A big'un, ain't he?" Vic boasted. He took his prick in his hand and held it up for her inspection. "It just loves nice, tight pussy. And if your pussy's anything like that set of tits hanging on your chest, my friend here's gonna be real pleased, yeah!"
She struggled again. But this only worked against her. She found her legs spread on either side of the man's heavy body. With a sureness of grip that told her this wasn't the first time he'd ever raped an unwilling young girl, he stripped away her jeans.
Pulling them over the flare of her ass was the biggest problem, but he did it as easily as if she'd been cooperating with him. Then he cast aside the useless garment and looked at the peach colored bikini briefs covering her pussy mound.
"Goddamn, already soaked wet for old Vic, huh?"
He lacked any finesse at all. He simply ripped the panties from her in one powerful jerk. She cried out as the elastic band out into her flesh. But she soon had something else to worry about.
A grimy finger was crammed all the way up into her twat. And he started wiggling it against velvety soft pussy walls.
"Don't do this to me," she sobbed.
"Hell, you're gonna enjoy this. And you ain't no virgin. You had your chewy picked a long time ago, I betcha!"
She couldn't tell him it was her own daddy who'd done it to her. That would only make the man even hotter to fuck her. She knew there wasn't a shred of mercy in his heavy body. He was going to fuck her. Just like her daddy. Just like her brother.
She hated Vic with an intensity she had been saving for her father. But it did her no good. He was too strong, too dominant for her. He pressed her down firmly into the bed with his hairy chest rubbing sensually against her aroused nipples.
The teenager hated to admit it, but this felt good, damned good. It was actually turning her on. She couldn't enjoy the rape, but it wasn't going to be as bad as she'd thought it might be.
She screamed in agony, though, when he rammed his prick into her. Not only was that cock long, it was thick, thicker than any prick ever driven into her near-virgin pussy. Only two men's cocks had ever been up into her hot pussy before. And neither was anywhere near as big or brutal as this trucker's was.