Truck Drivin’ Hero Page 19

  Speedy smiled and lifted off of Apple’s face. Apple looked a bit embarrassed, like her hand had just been caught in the cookie jar, but quickly recovered. Her face was wet with Speedy’s essence. She worked her way out from under Sunshine’s legs before turning around and moving her face right back between them. Sunshine moaned loudly as Apple’s tongue met her clit. They 69’d for a moment before Hero pressed his cock into Sunshine, and Sunshine arched her back to kiss him.

  Speedy dove right in to Apple’s pussy, lapping it up just as Apple had done to her. Apple seemed to be loving it, transferring all the pleasure she could to Sunshine, who was now shaking with her own potential orgasm. Hero kept fucking her, hitting the same spot over and over again, while Apple licked her clit with the same intensity. Sunshine fell back to her hands and knees, then froze, then began to spasm. She clamped down hard on Hero’s dick, holding him in for a moment as she came. As she was still coming, she collapsed onto Apple’s body, her tongue joining Speedy’s to tease Apple’s clit.

  Hero pulled out of Sunshine and enjoyed the beautiful sight in front of him. Sunshine and Apple, with similar body types, were pressed against each other, while Speedy and Sunshine’s tongues pressed against each other as they tasted Apple. Hero got to the side of them and placed his cock between the two of them. They transitioned seamlessly from Apple’s pussy to his cock, running their tongues up and down it from the balls all the way to the tip.

  Hero pulled away from them, then stood up. “Sunshine, could I have Apple for a moment?”

  “Aw, but she’s doing such a good job,” she said, closing her eyes and smiling.

  “Yeah, I get it. But she’s been teasing me in those yoga pants for the past two days, and that can’t go unpunished.”

  Sunshine whined as she rolled over, letting Apple up for air. Apple’s face was bright red, and she smiled as soon as she saw Hero. Hero reached down and grabbed her by the arms, helping her to her feet. He brought her in for a quick kiss, then dragged her over to the side of the trailer. Apple splayed her hands out, keeping her just inches from the wall. Hero could hear the rain just beginning to fall, hitting on the other side of the trailer wall.

  Hero rubbed his hand up and down her ass. “You’ve been teasing me, haven’t you?”

  “Mmm hmm,” Apple whimpered.

  “You think that’s funny, don’t you?” he asked, grabbing one of her buttocks roughly and pinching it.

  “A little.”

  “Hmm. What should I do to punish you?”

  She bit her lip and looked back at him. “Maybe spank me?”

  Hero smiled and shook his head. Apparently Fifty Shades had a bigger effect on her than he thought. “I’m not much into spanking, but I do got something better in mind.” He couldn’t wait any longer. He positioned his cock in between Apple’s legs. He grabbed her by the hips and thrust deep into her body. She bent one leg up, opening herself a little more to him. He slid right in. Her hands searched the wall, looking for anything to grab on to brace herself, but found nothing. So as he began to fuck her hard, she pressed herself harder against it. Her face, tits, and both hands connected with the wall, just to keep her in place.

  “Spank me,” she moaned.

  Hero couldn’t say no again. He spanked her cute little ass, causing her to cry out. He spanked her other ass cheek, causing her to recoil a bit more. “Again?”

  “No, thanks, that was enough,” she said, and Hero chuckled. Some of her hair was spilling over her shoulders and down her back. Hero moved his hands from her hips and grabbed all of her hair. He made a little ponytail with his hand and pulled down, forcing her face skyward. His other hand moved underneath her chin, stroking her neck a little bit as he plowed her. “Oh, God, yes.”

  Hero fucked her like that for a while longer, her body growing more and more tense. She planted both her feet on the floor. Hero could feel her leg twitching, and he moved his hands under her breasts for support. That just turned him on even more, and as he cupped them, he could feel his own orgasm coming.

  Suddenly, a gust of wind rocked the trailer back and forth a little bit. Apple cried out, and her knees collapsed. Hero kept her on her feet, still fucking her roughly as the trailer settled back down. Apple didn’t settle down, though. Her legs shook like they had a mind of their own, and her hands moved all over the trailer wall, as if she couldn’t stop them.

  Still gripping those voluptuous breasts, Hero couldn’t hold back any more. He slammed into her, finally releasing all the sexual tension that had built up over the last two days. He exploded within her, spraying as much seed as he could as her body clenched down on his cock. Her body accepted as much of it as it could before her legs finally gave out. He scooped her up in his arms, bringing her over to the air mattress.

  Apple looked up at him with glassy eyes. “I swear I actually felt the Earth move…”

  Hero laughed to himself, then set her down on her back. Sunshine came over to him, sucking on his quickly-softening dick while Speedy licked Apple’s now-dripping entrance. Sunshine got a little bit more semen out of Hero before turning to Speedy, who had a little bit of him in her mouth as well. The two of them shared a very passionate kiss, and his seed spilled out around their lips, getting all over their bodies.

  Hero had seen it all, but he had never seen women as hot as this. He laid back down on the air mattress next to Apple, who curled up onto his left shoulder, and watched the two of them kiss deeply. After they were done, Sunshine laid down with her head on his right shoulder while Speedy got between his legs, resting her head on his inner thigh. He knew she couldn’t sleep there, but it felt good for now.

  Apple purred, her eyes still closed. “So do you guys usually put your pajamas back on after, or…”

  “Hero always sleeps naked, and I do too when I’m around him,” Speedy said.

  “Besides, we’d have to take a shower if we wanted to get our clothes back on,” Sunshine added in. Hero laughed. All of them were covered in the fluids from basically all of them.

  “It’s too bad we can’t all shower together,” Apple said.

  “That sounds like a lot of fun,” Sunshine said.

  “Mmm hmm. I guess we could all go out in the rain. It’s coming down pretty hard,” Speedy said.

  “That’d give the other truck drivers a show,” Sunshine said.

  Hero laughed again. He listened to the rain outside, now coming down hard. Every few seconds, the wind would shake the trailer, evoking the memory of Apple’s Earth-shaking orgasm. He realized that they’d have to drive slower, and that he’d need to adjust the time that they left to account for that. It shouldn’t really matter, though. If it slowed him down, it’d slow the aliens down as well. Except they didn’t have to drive at all. They could just fly…

  Hero stopped. They didn’t drive. That dumb Sheriff alien was the only exception. They flew everywhere. And no aircraft, human or alien, could fly through a tornado. He paused for a moment. Did he really know that an alien spacecraft couldn’t fly through a tornado?

  He shook his head. This was the best chance they had. Maybe the only chance they had. They’d have to take it. They had to try.

  “Girls, get dressed. I have a crazy idea…”

  21

  “Are you sure this was a good idea?” came Sunshine’s voice over the CB. The transmission was a little staticky, despite them only being about a quarter mile away from each other.

  “Apple, tell her that as long as that storm is dumpin' rain on us, the aliens can’t send any flying saucers or drones after us,” Hero said.

  Apple picked up the hand mic. “Hero says to put your big-girl panties on and deal with it.”

  Hero chuckled. He’d probably catch hell for that later, but for now, he just gripped the steering wheel harder and concentrated on the road.

  Sunshine wasn’t completely wrong to ask. Under normal circumstances, he’d never recommend anyone drive under these weather conditions, let alone the weather conditions that they were
apparently going to face in a few minutes. These were hardly normal circumstances, though. As bad as it was to drive in a blinding rainstorm, it was worse to fly in it. If this storm was really the mother of all storms, then there would never be a better time for them to drive.

  “Sunshine knows as well as we do that we can’t stop now. If the fusion generator is emitting any secret radiation, the ground-based sensors have already picked us up. If we pulled off the road now, the aliens would have a clear picture of where we were.”

  Apple nodded. The CB crackled back to life. “10-4, good buddy. Big-girl panties are on, and my eyes are out, looking for trouble.”

  They were going about ten miles under the speed limit now, but Hero suspected that they’d be traveling a lot slower the farther they got out. He was keeping himself within sight of the Mustang’s brake lights, but with visibility getting worse, he could feel himself closing the gap between them. If visibility got too bad, he’d have to let them get out of sight. They were tired and working off frayed nerves, so he had given each of them a dose of modafinil to stay awake, a nootropic drug. It would keep them awake and alert, but it wouldn’t do anything for a slowed reaction time.

  “You got your own big-girl panties on, Apple?” Hero asked.

  “Yes, thanks for asking. I’m going to have to toss them out when we get to Colorado, though.”

  “You already took a 10-200?” Hero asked, referring to the humorous code for taking a shit. “We haven’t even hit the scary part yet.”

  “No, not that.” Her face turned bright red, then she said softly, “I’m leaking.”

  “Leaking?” He remembered the sex they just had and how he filled her up. “Oh. Well, that's good. It comes right out in the wash.”

  “I’ll have to take your word for it for now. You obviously have a lot more experience with it than I do,” she said.

  “Well, do you like it?” Hero asked.

  “No, I do not like sitting in a puddle of your jizz, Hero,” she said. She did not think it was funny.

  Hero, on the other hand, thought it was hilarious. “Get used to it, sweetheart. I do like it, and I plan on taking you on all my long hauls from now on.”

  “Really?” Apple asked. Suddenly, a huge peal of rain hit the truck’s windshield, eliminating their visibility. Hero eased on the brakes, feeling his tires slide for a moment before gaining purchase. They jerked in their seats a little as they got traction again. Apple whimpered.

  “Are you okay?” Hero asked.

  “Yes, I just leaked a little more, that’s all.”

  Zorflox had stripped all his clothes off in the basement of the Terre Haute Police Department. He knew he was in no immediate danger of dying, but he sure wasn’t feeling good. Dark spots formed on his chest, a reaction somewhere between what humans called bruises and scars. These could become permanent if not treated quickly, but Zorflox knew there was nothing he could do. There was no alien treatment center for a thousand kilometers.

  Personnel records, case files, and old evidence was piled in boxes around him, yet he didn’t care. Despite the place looking like a garage sale, it was the perfect place for him. Humans were not supposed to see the Greys without their clothes on, for fear that they would discover weaknesses in the alien physiology. Additionally, this was as far as he would be able to get from the sun’s murderous rays. Zorflox had slept in an old military surplus cot as much as he could with the pain in his chest waking him up periodically.

  “Uh, Sheriff?” a voice said from the doorway.

  Zorflox knew he should cover up, but he didn’t care. It was one human, one that was ostensibly on their side. “Come in,” he said.

  The human came in, then averted their eyes. “Oh my God, I didn’t realize you were…” They trailed off.

  “What did you come down here for?” he asked.

  “You wanted us to let you know when our phones started working again. Well, our landline is working.”

  “Thank you. Please bring me the phone immediately,” Zorflox said.

  “Well, I can’t do that. It’s a wired phone, and there’s no hookup down here. You’ll have to come use my office. I’m sorry.”

  Zorflox let out a string of alien expletives, similar to the one he had let loose on the side of the road earlier. These were more creative and vulgar than his last set. He calmed down quickly, though. “What’s your name, Officer?”

  “Amy. Detective Amy Jacobs.”

  Amy was a female name, he knew. It was the same name as the wife from High Noon. And the fact that she had corrected him about her title was important. He did the same thing whenever anyone called him anything but Sheriff. “Detective. I am experiencing a reduced range of motion due to my injuries. I know this might be uncomfortable for you, but I will require your help to get my clothes on. Then, you will need to assist me up the stairs. I need you to do this for me and not tell anyone about it. Is that understood?”

  Amy shrugged. “It’s no problem for me to help you get dressed. I have two boys at home that I help all the time.”

  “You seemed uncomfortable with my anatomy a moment ago,” he said.

  She shrugged. “I’d feel uncomfortable walking in on anyone naked. Besides, we all put our pants on one leg at a time, right?”

  Zorflox relaxed as he sat up. She was treating him like she would any human, and that was important to him. “Amy, thank you. I will see that are compensated for the assistance you and your police department have provided me.”

  “Just doing my job,” Amy said. She grabbed his pants, and held them up as Zorflox put his legs in. He lifted his backside off the side of the cot just long enough for her to pull them up the rest of the way. She held up his shirt and he put his arms in, then she buttoned his buttons for him. The front of the shirt was still riddled with the holes that Bill’s shotgun had caused. She held up one of his boots.

  “Uh, sorry. This is my first time seeing alien feet. I didn’t realize-”

  “Yes. I know it may be a little shocking. Remember, you are not to tell anyone about this,” Zorflox said.

  “Of course. So, do I just…”

  He bent his knee. “Just hold it up and I will do the rest.” She held up his boot against the bottom of his foot and he pushed.

  “Tie it?” she asked.

  “Yes, please.”

  “How tight do you want it?”

  “As tight as you would one of your own sons.”

  She smiled and tied it up, then helped him with the other boot. “All set, Sheriff.”

  “Please take me to your office, Detective,” he said.

  She helped him up the stairs and to her office. “I don’t usually have a landline phone in my office, so they brought in a 911 dispatch phone. Let me know if there are any problems and we can take you down to the dispatch office to use one of theirs.”

  He nodded, then sat down in the detective’s chair. He looked over the walls, which were covered in newspaper clippings. Most of them referenced cases Detective Jacobs had solved. A fair number were about humanitarian efforts, like a local food drive she had taken part in. He relaxed for a moment, not looking forward to this phone call.

  The humans were decent people. Sure, they were more rebellious than the average species in the universe, but they had strong morals. This detective spent her work hours hunting down criminals and spent her free time making the world better for others. On top of that, she raised two offspring.

  Amy was a good person on the right side of the law. She treated him like a person. Bill had, too, even if it had been a prelude to him shooting the alien and leaving him for dead. But he understood. Bill was on the wrong side of the law, but he was protecting his family. He was a good person, too. Zorflox couldn’t turn him in.

  Eventually, he dialed up the New York headquarters and braced himself. After being transferred a number of times, he finally got ahold of the last Grey he wanted to talk to. “What the hell are you doing?” Captain Ulilogax asked in the Grey language.

/>   “Captain, I…” With all the pain he was in, he was having trouble thinking of how to say it in his own language, so he just said it in English. “I fucked up.”

  “Don’t speak their language to me, Zorflox. I am in no mood for this bullshit.” Obviously he referenced the feces of an animal native to their home planet, but that was the closest translation. “Why am I unable to pick up your JR unit?”

  “It has been destroyed, sir. I have his memory unit, though.”

  Another string of expletives. “Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you’re in?”

  “Yes, sir,” Zorflox said. “I’m injured.”

  “Anyone who has been outside in the past two days is injured. Why should you get priority over any of them when they’ve been doing their jobs?”

  “Because I have been shot,” Zorflox said. There was a pause on the other end. Zorflox was glad that he this conversation was over an old voice-only phone rather than the immersive experience that was their regular communication, because this was awkward enough as it was.

  “Are you dying?” he finally asked.

  “No, but I-”

  “If you need immediate medical attention, your best bet is to just keep traveling west on I-70 until you get to Fort Denver. We cannot perform an extraction where you are due to the rainstorm.”

  Zorflox hadn’t realized it was raining, but then again, he hadn’t been outside in hours. “Sir, I would really rather you dispatch a flying saucer to come get me and bring me back to New York.”

  “If wishes were fishes, I’d have an ocean,” the Captain said, again referencing an aquatic life form from their planet. “I told you, we cannot fly where you are. Besides, how are we supposed to come get you while you are still on the move?”

  Zorflox was even more confused. He went to the window and opened the blinds. It was dark, but he could still see the aurora in the sky. There were almost no clouds.

  “Sir, I am afraid between the sun and the gunshot, I am experiencing a chemical imbalance. I am a little turned around. Where am I?”