Authors Note: I already have a gay version of this story in progress on the site. I'm kind of stuck on it so I thought I would try something a bit different. I hope you enjoy this one as much as the other one.
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Prologue
Hi everybody. My name is Amber and I am a long haul truck driver. I am 35 now, but I have been driving since I was 18. My father was a long haul trucker and used to take me and my sister with him on runs. As soon as I was old enough, I decided to drive for myself. So here I am. You have a lot of lonely nights as a trucker, but if you play your cards right, you can also have a lot of conquests. I have had conquests in each of the lower 48 states. I never made it to Alaska or Hawaii...yet anyway.
Now you may wonder why they call me the bi-trucker. Well, it's because I'm Bi...Had my first girl when I was 18, shortly after I started driving and I have been hooked on pussy ever since. Don't get me wrong, I love a hard cock drilling around inside me as well. I can't really tell you which one I like best, because I love both, pretty much equally. If you are looking for a story with just straight sex or just lesbian sex, then this is not for you. I love sucking on a sweet pussy as much as I love sucking on a hard cock.
If you are one of those people that like me loves both, well then sit back stick your fingers in your twat or stroke your cock and listen to my story. It just might turn you on, or get you off...I hope.
Chapter 1 My first conquest
I'm starting my story in New York. That's where I was born and raised, in a little town called Binghamton. Well actually just outside of Binghamton, called Kirkwood. My daddy was a long haul trucker for as long as I can remember. He was on the road so much that my mamma actually went out and found her a fuck toy to play with while my father was on the road. But that is another story, this isn't about my parents' sex lives, this is about mine.
My father started taking me and my sister Amanda on the road with him when I was about six. I loved riding in the cab looking out at all the sites we passed. I loved going to sleep at night and never knowing where I would be when I woke up. When school was in session we had to be good little girls and stay at home, but during the summer we were always crossing the country with my father.
When I was 16, I told him I wanted to be a trucker like him when I grew up. He just laughed and asked me if I thought I could handle it. I just smiled and said I could handle anything. When I turned 18 and graduated from high school, my dad looked at me and asked what I planned to do with the rest of my life. I looked at him and smiled. "I told you daddy, I want to follow in your footsteps. I want to be a trucker."
He had looked at me thoughtfully. "It is a hard life sweetheart." He pulled me onto his lap like he used to do when I was little and wrapped his arms around me. "It's not easy being on the road all the time." He said softly. "You can't really have a family, because you're always away from them."
I turned on his lap so I was facing him and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I don't plan on having a family anyway daddy. I'm not the marrying kind."
He looked at me seriously. "What about Kevin?"
He was referring to my longtime boyfriend. We had been dating since freshman year. My parents were sure I was sleeping with him but to date, I was still a virgin. I considered my answer carefully not wanting to upset him, but knowing in my heart it was the right thing to say. "Daddy, Kevin is a sweetheart, and I love him, but he wants things that I don't. He wants a family, the whole white picket fence with the little wife sitting at home while he works and takes care of the children." I wrinkled my nose. "That's not me. I would go stir crazy if I was stuck at home all the time."
He pulled me close and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "What about kids? Don't you want to give me grandkids?"
I sighed. "You have Amanda for that, besides I may have kids someday. I don't know. Daddy I'm only 18, I want to have fun."
He nodded. "If this is what you really want I can hook you up. Dave is looking for a new driver since I'm retiring this year." Dave was my father's boss. I always looked up him, as a second father. I knew if anybody could get me in the truck driving business it was him.
I squealed and hugged him tight. "Thanks daddy." I climbed off his lap and ran off to tell Amanda and mom what my plans were. Mom was disappointed but Amanda just punched me in the arm and said, "Well it's about time. You always loved going with dad more than I did."
Amanda was two years older than me and already married with a baby on the way. I loved my sister to pieces but I didn't want her life. I wanted to be a free spirit and see the country in a new way.
Two weeks later, I was signed up for CDL classes and a month after that, I was introduced to my first rig. I looked at it like a baby looking at their first rattle. I fell in love with it the minute I saw it. It was jet black with flames painted on each of the doors. The sleeper was big enough to fit a double bed and still have room to walk around. I was admiring the truck when I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and pull me back against a hard body. I smiled and tipped my neck to the side as Kevin nuzzled my neck with his lips. "Are you sure this is what you want to do baby?" he asked turning me in his arms so he could kiss me.
I kissed him back then wrapped my arms up around his neck. "This is all I've ever wanted to do Kevin. You told me you understand."
He looked at the truck, and then looked back at me. "I do understand. It doesn't mean I'm happy with it."
I pulled out of his arms and grabbed his hand in mine. "Come see the inside." I pulled him towards the truck. He followed after not really thrilled with it. I opened the driver's side door and climbed up into the truck; he followed slowly, and then followed me into the sleeper. "Damn, this thing is huge." He whistled looking at the bed taking up most of the room.
I nodded and sat back on the bed. "It's made for two people to sleep on."
He sat down on the bed and bounced up and down on it a couple of times. "Nice."
I looked at him and felt my heart swell. I had always admitted that Kevin was a hunk and a half. He stood 6', with a slender build. His jet black hair hung down his back almost to his waist and his bangs covered one of his blue eyes like a patch. I reached up and brushed his hair out of his eyes and he kissed my hand.
I lay back on the bed and smiled at him. "Ever made love in a semi before love?" I asked seductively.
He looked at me in surprise then chuckled. "Well considering the fact that I have never made love at all, I would have to say no."
That was one thing I loved about Kevin, he was 18 and still a virgin. He had never been in any hurry to go all the way, like most boys his age. He told me he wanted me to be his first and if I wasn't ready then neither was he.
I sat up and pulled my shirt over my head exposing my 36c bra encased tits to his gaze. He licked his lips but didn't touch me. "Do you still want to be my first?" I asked reaching behind me and unclasping my bra so my tits fell free. I let the bra fall to the floor and sat there topless looking at him.
"Y...you would let me fuck you?" He stammered staring at my breasts and licking his lips.