by Angela Blake
“Just ride with it,” I told myself. “Just ride it out and fix it.”
I stepped on the pedal and hurried to the bar.
When I finally got there and walked through the doors I found it was almost exactly like it was last week. Gone were the old-timers and the lazy drunkards and the place was now once again filled with slutty girls in cowgirl outfits and short skirts. I saw the familiar sight of muscular men who were probably real cowboys, truck drivers and dancers and I could recognize the bartenders, including the young man I met the other time.
I walked up to him and took a seat. “Hey,” I greeted with a weak smile.
“Hey,” he said with a wink. “I thought you’d never come back. You had one heck of a fun time here last time I was sure you’d be back the next night or two.”
I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I was honestly a little worried about what to say. Fortunately, his eagerness saved me from embarrassing myself.
“Want another Spiked Devil?” he asked me. “Or would you prefer to start with something lighter, like a glass of beer?”
“I’ll have the beer please,” I answered. I didn’t want to get wasted again. I might end up doing something tonight and then I’ll have two instances of not remembering whatever transpired. I needed to keep my head in the game tonight.
The bartender quickly returned and handed me my drink. As he did he asked, “Do you even remember my name?”
I shook my head, drank some beer, and then leaned over the counter and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “Sorry sweetie, I don’t. I can’t even remember if I paid my tab last time.”
“Luke paid for it,” he replied. He had a big smile after getting that kiss. “It’s Gabriel. You called me ‘Baby Gabby’ the last time you were here. All the girls call me that now.”
I giggled and wagged my index finger his way. “That’s on me. It suits you too. By the way, speaking of Luke, did you see him or Travis this evening?”
Gabby nodded and then pointed to the door, “Oh Luke wasn’t in. I think he said something about fixing their pipes at home or whatever so we got that big guy from Utah doing the song and dance tonight.”
I looked over to the stage but whoever this “big guy” was he wasn’t performing yet. They instead had a couple of male and female strippers doing a sexy dance number to some rowdy country music.
“What about Travis?” I followed up my question.
“He’s out in the back, puking,” Gabby answered and chuckled. “They spiked his drink with something. I think it was supposed to make him fart a lot or whatever but he’s just puking it out and calling everyone backstage assholes.”
That was genuinely funny and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Who’s idea was that?”
“Yours,” Gabby answered with a naughty grin on his face and then he walked away to attend to other customers.
I was laughing inside. Okay, maybe even if I didn’t remember anything that did sound like a prank I would try to pull off. It did sound like something I’d come up with. To think that Travis was on the receiving end of it felt like revenge for him and Luke fucking me without letting me remember the experience.
Quickly I finished my drink, handed Gabby some cash and asked, “Is this enough for the drink?”
He nodded and then handed me a few coins, “Change. You going out to check on Travis?”
“Yep,” I answered and then waved good-bye before stepping back outside. I looked around but I didn’t see anyone out in the parking lot so I walked around the building a bit. Lo and behold I found Travis in the back, by the dumpster, wiping his mouth clean with a handkerchief. He had a white tank top on, jeans and a pair of steel-toe work shoes. This time, however, his hair wasn’t all slicked back and was a little tussled and wavy. It just made him look even hotter.
“Hey you,” I greeted as I slowly walked over.
“H-hey,” he greeted and then spat out the last of his vomit to the side. He wiped his face one last time and then greeted me with a big smile. “It’s so nice to see you. I thought we were never going to see you again. You just up and vanished last time.”
I winced and clasped my hands together as I tried to reason my way through. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I kind of panicked.”
“You weren’t panicking when you had two cocks pounding their way into you that night,” he told me. That was so abrupt and rash of an answer I just looked at him, jaw dropped, and found a fire burning in his eyes. I could see the way he looked at me – it was like he was a hungry lion who just spotted prey sitting out in the open.
“See, that’s what I wanted to talk to you two about,” I said slowly, carefully picking my words. “I don’t remember anything about that night.”
Travis looked at me with a shocked expression on his face. He then reached down and grabbed his crotch and juggled his junk. “Really? You don’t remember this bad boy?”
I shook my head and gave him the saddest puppy-eye look I could muster. I even pouted my lips a bit and apologized. “Nope, I don’t remember anything. The last thing I could remember was when you guys ordered me four shots of Spiked Devils.”
“Wow that was so early in the evening,” he commented. “So you don’t remember dancing with Sarah or Betty? You don’t remember how you gave us a blowjob in front of everybody? You don’t remember how you practically dragged us into the hotel room and let us fuck your brains out?”
Holy shit this sounds like I was being a total slut that night. Oddly though, that kind of turned me on.
“Like I said, I don’t remember anything,” I stated again. “That’s why I’m here. I’m trying to remember what the fuck happened.”
Travis inched closer, wrapped an arm around my waist and then had us walk towards the parking lot. He pointed to a large, red pickup truck. “Come on in with me, let me remind you.”
Chapter Six
It was nice and warm inside his truck and the passenger seats weren’t as tight and restrictive as one might think. There was actually some leg room back there and we both just snuck in and let the heater on for a few minutes.
Travis, as big as he was, managed to squeeze in and I sat right beside him.
“So, what do you want to know?” he asked me as he locked the doors and closed the windows. I noticed they were slightly tinted. At least no one would be intruding in while we spent some time here together.
I thought about it for a minute. There was so much I wanted to know. Who were the other people we hung out with? How did I get that drunk? What kind of crazy shenanigans did we do backstage? Why did I give them a blowjob?
“How in the world did I give you guys a blowjob?” I then asked. That was a good start as any, I guess.
Travis laughed and I saw him reach down to grab his crotch. He didn’t slide his hand under his pants and just sort of held onto his cock. “You were sitting on my lap while we were having shots and you suddenly yelled out ‘your cock is poking me’ and you grabbed it.”
“I grabbed it?” I looked at him and a big, shocked smile broke on my face.
“You grabbed it, said it wouldn’t fit in your mouth, so we dared you to try and you did.”
My gaze drifted down and I tried to peek through the darkness and see how big his cock really was. I didn’t know if he was telling me the truth but it definitely sounded like something I’d do when I’m drunk.
“You’re not sure?” he suddenly asked when he noticed how I was staring down between his legs.
I didn’t know how to respond to that. I was a little warm from that beer and I wasn’t sure if I was in the mood to just let a guy whip out his cock. “I don’t know.”
“I don’t need to let you suck on it again,” he told me as he began to unzip his pants. I watched in silence as he pulled down his pants and his white underwear, allowing his massive cock to dangle in the darkness for me to marvel at.
His thing was so gigantic. It was thick, long and already throbbing in excitement.
Was he getting so hard and aroused just by being with me with his truck? That sent so many messages in the back of my head but the only one that I could hear ringing was “damn that’s so yummy.”
“Wow,” I suddenly commented and I covered my mouth as quickly as I could. Shit, I just said that out loud?
Travis pulled my hands away from my mouth, winked at me and said, “You said ‘wow’ last time too. Come, now that you can better remember things maybe you can get a better feel for it. You enjoyed it so much last time. It’d be a shame if you never get to remember what it was like.”
I was at a loss for words. Hundreds of different images and ideas popped in my head but nothing seemed to stick. All I could focus on was the size of his cock and how it made me squirm in my seat. I could feel my breathing hasten and the knot in my gut got heavier. It was only after a few moments that I realized I was on the verge of drooling.
“You like it?” Travis asked as he began to stroke his rod. My jaw dropped when I finally realized just how big it truly was. I wasn’t even sure if something like that could fit in me. How in the world did I put that in me?
Time passed and I didn’t even notice that with each passing second I was inching closer and closer to it. I scooted towards him and before I knew it Travis had his arm around my waist and he pulled me in.
My hand reached down and my fingers entwined with his. I gripped his hand and he gave me a squeeze before he directed my tiny hand to his cock. I grasped it and marvelled at how my fingers couldn’t fully take a hold of it – it was that big.
Without the need for words, I began to stroke his rod and Travis swooped in and crushed me instantly with a sudden kiss. I could feel the warmth of his lips and his breath swoon over me. It was intoxicating and I closed my eyes as I allowed myself to drown in his affection.
Travis took me and all semblance of time faded into the background. I felt his kiss roam across my body, the soft touch of his lips pressing on every inch of my skin. I could feel his warm breath poison me and I fell in deeper into the rabbit hole, opening myself for him to take and claim.
I felt his teeth clench down upon my nipples, excited as they were, and my body arched as my head leaned back and my lips parted to let out a soft cry, a moan begging him to do more. I wanted to feel his hands squeeze my breasts and let him take control. As our bodies melted into one I surrendered my will to him and before I knew it he had pulled my dress to expose my breasts and pushed the bottom half up to expose my womanhood.
Quickly his mouth found its way south and I spread my legs to welcome him. I gazed deep into those dark eyes as he looked up at me, moments before he thrust his tongue deep into my flesh. The moist touch of his tongue and the kiss of his lips pressing against my pussy made me squirm with a myriad of sensations coursing through every inch of my body.
“F-fuck me,” I whispered and even then my hands were on his head, pushing his face further between my legs. “Fuck me!”
I asked for it and he delivered. Travis spread my legs and I felt the weight of his body as he pressed down on me, preparing to penetrate my flesh with the strength of his meat. I opened my eyes and looked up to see his gaze meeting mine. I bit down on my lip and held my breath as I waited what he had in store for me. In that instant, he quickly took my breath away and he thrust his cock deep into my flesh.
In that moment my body shattered in a blend of pain and pleasure. I could feel the girth of his rod parting my inner walls and the waterfall of ecstasy that echoed from his succeeding thrusts. With each push, I would part my lips and moan and he would be there to greet me with a kiss or a soft nibble to the neck.
Our bodies rocked and the truck swayed and bounced along with us. It was like the whole world was dancing to our beat and I relished that fact by crying out even louder for more. I wanted him to spill himself and I would be here to catch him.
Suddenly his thrusts became quick and jerky. Suddenly he thrust his cock so deep inside I thought he would split my legs and pussy in half. Suddenly I felt his cock throb as it spilled his seed inside, so warm and filling. I felt his cum begin to drip out of my flesh and down my legs. Even then he was not yet done and he filled me with so much cum I swore I had never had this much in me in my whole life.
When we were done and he lay on top of me, resting and catching his breath, Travis gave me a soft kiss and caressed my face gently with a stroke of his finger.
“You’re so delicious,” he complimented.
“T-thank you,” I answered weakly, still tired and out of breath. “Would it be fine if I take a nap here? I… I’m a little too tired.”
Travis then pulled out and I felt my body pop as if a plug had suddenly escaped a void deep in me. His cum dripped over my body and he bent over to spill the rest all over my chest and face. With a smile, I opened my mouth and let him drop some in. I licked what I could and swallowed what was left.
“We can do better than that,” he then answered my question. “I don’t have a scheduled drive until next Wednesday. Let me bring you home, you can rest there.”
I nodded and slumped to rest my head on the seats. Travis took my panties and used it to quickly wiped his sweat and cum off his body. When he was done he tossed it to the floor and he then wiggled his way to the front of the truck and back to the driver’s seat. Within a few minutes we were off and I drifted to a light and relaxing nap.
Chapter Seven
I don’t know how long I was out but by the time I awoke the truck was coming to a stop. My eyes fluttered open and I saw Travis in the driver’s seat, slowly parking the vehicle.
My dress was still in disarray and I was covered in sweat and dry cum. My breasts and my pussy were fully exposed and I didn’t even know if I should attempt to fix my clothes since I would still look like a girl who just got fucked.
“Where are we?” I then asked as I slowly rose and sat up.
Travis looked into the rearview mirror and met my gaze. He smiled and then said, “We’re at my place. It’s about thirty minutes away from town.”
I looked out the tinted windows and saw we were pretty much in some kind of farm area. I saw fields of corn and wheat, a small pumpkin field over to the East and what appeared to be the next door neighbor a good mile and a half away, up on a hill where the highway was.
I then looked to the other side and saw the large bungalow that Travis called home. It was a single, flat building that stretched wide and I noticed he had an even bigger building beside it. This larger one appeared to be some kind of barn but I didn’t see if there were animals in there. Parked outside of the barn were two large eighteen-wheel trucks. I presumed those were the trucks he drove for work. Beside them was a white van.
“Wow, this is yours?” I asked him. My eyes grew wide when I realized just how successful this big, rough man really was.
He nodded and turned the truck off. “Yeah, both Luke and I own this place. We bought it with our own hard-earned cash.”
“Wait, you and Luke?” I nearly choked when I said that. “Is he here now?”
Travis nodded and without further ado, he just opened the door and hopped out of the pickup truck. Lost for words, I hurriedly tried to fix my dress and then followed him down. I was a mess, despite my efforts, and I wasn’t even sure if my dress was pulled down enough to completely cover my ass. I felt so exposed – and freezing cold – without my panties on and Travis seemed to notice because he quickly wrapped his arm around me to keep me warm.
A light atop the house’s front door suddenly turned on and the door swung open as Luke came walking out. He was in nothing but a pair of white boxer shorts and a long robe.
“Hey!” Luke greeted as he walked towards us, his hand waving up in the air. “It’s nice to see you. I thought we were never going to see you again.”
I blushed. I gave a weak smile and said, “Sorry for Saturday morning. I kind of panicked.”
Travis then pointed at me and explained to Luke, “She can’t remembe
r shit, dude. The last thing she remembers was when we gave her those shots.”
“Wait, so you forgot all those times with Betty? Or that amazing blowjob you gave us?”
Wow, why is everyone so hung up on me giving these guys a blowjob?
“I don’t remember it all,” I answered. “That’s why I left in a hurry. I woke up in that hotel room, surrounded by you two bozos, and I didn’t even know how or why I got there.”
Luke then opened the door and beckoned for us to go inside. “Well, come on in. I do hope this time you’re not too drunk so that you’ll remember you were the one that came here. We didn’t just bring you here.”
I laughed and nodded. Travis and I both entered the house and Luke locked the door behind us.
Once again I was met with a surprising sight. I thought this house was going to look like a pig’s den, all messy and disorganized since there were two men living here. To my surprise, it was all well kept, almost as if they had an army of maids to keep the place clean and orderly.
“Wow,” I told them both as I trot over to their living room couch. It was black leather and so damn comfortable. “This place is beautiful. You’ve got hardwood floors, elegant Mediterranean carpets and the whole place is so clean. Do you guys have a maid or something?”
Luke shook his head and walked over to the fire place, one so well designed I didn’t even see it the first time I glanced that way. It had these large roman pillars and book shelves halfway up. I thought it was just another decoration on the wall.
“We just barely ever stay here because of our work so there’s very little to clean,” Luke replied as he began to put logs in the fireplace. In mere minutes he had a nice, warm fire going.
