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Long hair and high heels,
Red lipstick and tight clothes,
Convertible wheels,
Sunny with light breeze that blows,
Her blonde hair.
Short skirt, low cut top,
She’s a beautiful girl.
I wish she would stop
And take me for a whirl.
Yet, not here.
She doesn’t want me,
An interstate trucker,
My days so lonely,
I wish I could fuck her,
Only where.
Truck stop up ahead,
Need gas, coffee, and food,
What I see instead,
Is her and in the mood,
Now, right there.
I park my big rig
And she approaches me,
She’s no girl, you dig,
A man. I’m so horny.
I do fear
I may have my way
Right now with her or him,
Once, I eat today.
He says his name is Jim.
He’s a queer
What the fuck, he’ll do.
Any port in a storm,
Switch names, call him Sue.
How you? My name is Norm.
Wanna beer?
We get a room but
I can’t go through with it.
He is such a slut
Through my pants he bit
Pubic hair.
Preferring my truck,
I fondled his big tits.
On my cock he sucked,
But only that was it
What we shared.
No way, am I gay.
I needed someone who
Got me through the day.
You would, too, if you knew.
You don’t care
How lonely it is,
Driving a truck all day,
Who cares hers or his,
And that don’t make me gay
I’m no queer.
Amusing and unexpected. Held me through to the end. Nice descriptions, good pace, and I like the trucker's thoughts at the end. :)
You know the melody?
D'yuh know the rhythm style?
Yah know, I pull this off
I think you better smile
an hour or two....
It's....ah..the supressed laughter just..
Primes the hoots 'n cackles
And in my premonistic state It still a hurry up and wait kinna dream
-------------------------------------------------------------------yahhah yadduh yAA, yAAA
screeeeamm..... THANK YOUuuu... THANK YOUuu
'' Let's hear it for..SONGSLINGULAR ON HIS SLIDING KAZOOooo''
''Thank You, good nite!!"
unless his life was shattered by another, TK U MLJ LV NV
I like the way the words jumble along creating the sense of disquiet that grows stronger the further you travel into this poem.