to fight down the hot jizz that was beginning to press up from his balls and pack tightly into his pulsating dick- head. Her fingers clawed at the floor for a while. Then suddenly she felt a strange hot wetness around her pussy. Every muscle in her body relaxed for the first gigantic orgasmic spasm rocketing up from somewhere deep in her belly. She inhaled deeply as her arms shot up in the air. Linda felt a sharp tingling between her fingers and toes as she wrapped her arms hard around Max's back and dug her fingernails into his skin. She raked his back with them, slicing across his flesh as every muscle in her groin cramped tightly in orgasm.
'Oooohhhhh!' Linda screamed out, kicking her leg high in the air. 'Aaaiiieee!' she cried out suddenly, rolling her head from side to side in blind passion as wave after wave of orgasmic contractions raked her juicy, hot box.
'Baby, baby,' Max whispered hoarsely as he jerked his big dick into her spasming pussy rapidly. Linda couldn't believe that he was still fucking her while she was shooting off. The sensation of that stiff, iron-hard rod jerking in and out of her cunt drove her up the wall. Each spasm was more devastating than the last. She thrashed and grunted as Max continued fucking without shooting his cum.
'Now, babe,' Max announced suddenly.
Linda wailed loudly. Just the announcement that he was about to fire his jizz into her sent Linda into a higher plane of orgasm. She felt that big rod plunge into her. It swelled, pressing against her gripping cuntal walls. Then came that first lovely squirt, burning into her snatch like molten iron.
'No! No! Please, oh God! Oh God, it's so good it hurts! Oh, nooooo!' Linda wailed as squirt after squirt of hot male jizz dumped into her twat. She jailed her belly and cuntal muscles like a milking machine, stroking that shooting dick from the root to the tip with her pussy membranes. She wanted to drain every inch of that prick of its hot cum. She wanted to suck all Max's hot spunk into her twat. Linda felt the big man's cum spilling out of her snatch, oozing out from between her stretched labes and trickling down her upturned ass-cheeks. It seeped into her stretched shitter then down to the floor. Linda didn't care how sloppy it might feel.
As her violent climax gradually simmered down to a delicious rolling sensation in her box, the groaning blonde sobbed out gratefully for that fuck. All the tension of the past few months disappeared. She felt a delicious, warm glow spreading over her body as Max grunted a final time, then collapsed heavily on top of her.
'Oh Linda. Honey, I've been wantin' to do somethin' like this since you started workin' here,' Max said as he gazed down into her dreamy blue eyes.
'All you had to do was ask,' Linda said, smiling at the big man.
'Date still on for tomorrow night?' Max asked sheepishly, hunching back and pulling his softened dick out of Linda's cunt.
'What?' Linda cried out, breaking out into hysterical laughter. 'You clown, you just try to break it,' Linda said, watching him slowly stand up and finger his long, now-soft dick.
CHAPTER THREE
Linda and Max dressed quickly, giving one another sheepish, longing glances as they slipped on their clothes and looked nervously at the clock. Linda felt strangely modest in front of Max now. He'd fucked the living daylights out of her and would probably repeat the act in a few hours. Still, she felt compelled to play the coy act.
Just as she finished buttoning up her uniform, they heard the sounds of three trucks pulling off the main highway and heading for the parking lot behind the diner.
'Here comes the animal act,' Linda said, grimacing as she walked to the end of the counter and peered through the window.
'Hey, babe, if you hate it so much, why did you start workin' in a joint like this?' Max asked, walking up behind her and tenderly caressing her full buns.
'I didn't know where to go, Max. Jack didn't have any life insurance. We'd just moved up here from L.A. He was going to start his own trucking business. He made all these investments that didn't come to anything. Then that stupid drinking of his!' Linda said, making a face as she slowly turned from the window and looked at the beg man. 'We lost everything, including any love and respect we had for one another. He took on occasional jobs hauling long mileage jobs. I think he took them to get away from me and Judy. He couldn't stand the idea that he'd dragged us up here and then lost all the money we ever had. It wasn't much of a marriage in the last couple of months.'
'So you came here?' Max said, smiling gently as he reached up and lightly chucked her under the chin.
'Where else could I go? I didn't have any money. I had plenty of bills,' Linda said, smiling as she glanced at the doorway. 'We'd better stop. Those clowns see us like this and we'll never hear the end of it.'
'Just keep your cool. Remember, whatever these guys are like, they're our bread and butter,' Max said, winking slyly at her as he backed away into the kitchen.
Linda straightened the counter set-ups as five truckers barged into the brightly-lit diner, laughing and talking loudly.
'Hey, baby, some of that slop you call coffee,' the first trucker bellowed as they sauntered toward the booth closest to the door.
'Coming up,' Linda said mechanically as she reached over and picked up the pot off the warmer.
'And give us a llttle more friendly service than you gave Chris,' a tall, husky blond driver said as Linda walked around the counter.
Linda flushed red as she poured out five cups of coffee at the booth. She felt their eyes stapled on her boobs. It was the same look she'd seen in so many truckers. But after that wonderful fucking she'd received from Max just a few minutes ago, those looks seemed filthier than before.
'Just treat me right boys, and I'll treat you right,' she flashed out as she turned and headed back toward the counter.
'Ohhh!' they all cat called, joking and laughing as Linda put the coffee back on the warmer and started to fill salt shakers on the counter. Gradually, the men seemed to forget her and started talking quietly among themselves. Linda wasn't particularly interested in their conversation. Still, it was unusual for them to be so quiet. Most of the times they cut up in the diner as if it were a cheap whorehouse. But tonight they were acting somewhat secretive, she thought.
'Anything to eat, boys?' Linda called out from behind the counter.
'Yeah, burgers for everybody. Plenty of onions on all of 'em,' the big blond driver shouted impatiently, obviously angered by that sudden interruption.
Linda shrugged her shoulders, then wrote down the order on her pad and pushed it over the order window ledge.
'They're acting weirder than usual tonight,' Linda commented to Max as he took the order slip from her.
'How so?' he asked, peering over the ledge at the tiny group of truckers in the corner.
'I don't know. Can't pin it down. But I'll bet there's something up,' Linda said, her curiosity aroused to a fever pitch. God only knows, there wasn't much interesting happening in Gilroy at any time of day. So when something a little off-center occurred, Linda's attention was completely captured.
'Well, keep out of it, whatever it is. These guys aren't the best people to fool around with,' Max warned, flashing a final look at the men before he closed the panel of the window and started working up the order.
Linda went back to her busy work, straining to pick up the hushed conversation. Gradually, she realized that the big blond driver was the leader of that group. He was obviously in charge of the conversation, and seemed to be telling the rest of them something.
'Chris wants it that way,' he heard him say once. Then they sensed that they'd been talking too loudly. All of them looked up at Linda. Fortunately, she'd been quick enough to sense that something like this was going to happen. She kept her head down and busily wiped the counter top, occasionally filling those chipped, old salt shakers and pretending not to notice the men, but trying to catch every mumble they uttered.
Satisfied that Linda didn't know or care what was going on, they went back to their conversation.
They'll never open up with me here, Linda thought. With some commotion, the blonde turned around and walked through the swinging door into the kitchen. As it closed, Linda turned around and peered through the tiny
