Will and I were on our way to Frank's house. He told me that they were old military buddies and they themselves had hooked up several times when they were stationed together but it had been years since that last happened. Frank worked as a truck driver and Will owned a lawn service company.
"So what about you, Raj? What do you do for work?"
"I'm a nurse, I finished nursing school a few months ago and I started working as a LVN at a local hospital near Midtown," I replied.
"Nice...I probably could have pegged you as a healthcare professional, HAHA!" he joked.
We were holding hands initially, but then he slowly moved his hand over my thigh and up my legs while driving.
"I don't believe I've ever fucked a little Indian pussy quite like yours, Raj. I loved every moment, you are very sultry and submissive. Is that a part of your culture?"
I looked down. I wasn't sure how to respond, but if anything, I think it was just how I was sexually.
"I don't know, Will. It might very well have been my culture that taught me to be a certain way, but I know that watching your face between my thighs and seeing that dick of yours going in and out of me made me feel very much submissive, regardless of what culture I came from," I replied back.
"HA HA HA...well, Frank is a different story. He grew up in a rough neighborhood and he joined the military to help escape that life. He's all gay, but VERY manly as well. So he will be rough with you, just go with it, he is a truck driver after all, so you can imagine he has the opportunity to fuck anything he damn well pleases," Will counseled me.
"How big is he..down there?" I asked. I was nervous about this one thing the most. I took Will's phone and looked at the picture of Frank again. He was quite masculine, tall, muscular. Smiling in the photo but I sensed a nasty temper underlying this.
"Uhh, I think you'll have to find out yourself," he winked.
He continued up my thighs and soon was fondling me rather vigorously. I opened my legs more to give him room. "Mmmmm damn...sexy little thing..." he murmured as I sighed and moaned and held his arm while he stroked me.
"How long is this drive?" I asked.
"Another 45 minutes," he replied. "So we have got some time to ourselves."
I took action. I reached over between his legs and found his bulge and leaned over and unzipped his shorts.
"Whoa whoa sweetheart! Ok...do you want to stop?" He asked.
I felt courage setting in from my lust. "Why stop? You can't drive while I suck that big dick of yours?"
"Alright well here," he pulled out his giant slab and laid it on his shorts. I hungrily slobbered it while he busied himself fingering my hole.
"Mmmm, that's good baby, ohhh yeah..." I heard his deep voice above me as I sucked his dick.
We drove for what seemed like forever. We finally reached the outskirts of the city, which to me, felt like the middle of nowhere. We passed smaller and smaller neighborhoods and kept turning through smaller and smaller roads. Finally, Will pointed, "There."
It was a tiny 1 level house with a carport. A large van was parked under it. All the lights were off, but as we pulled up behind the van a light came on.
My heart began racing again. I licked my lips in anticipation but remained apprehensive.
"Lets go, Raj," Will said. The door opened and a very large man stood there. He was not wearing a shirt. He had a gold chain around his neck and a strip of black hair running down his big belly. He was in his boxers and the size of his dick was obvious as I looked up at him in horror.