The loneliest of a LDLD. (Long distance lorry driver)

Part 1

While some of the highway regulations that are applied to LDLD’s, might not be fact. I have tried to research some them. Meanwhile this is fictional erotica not about driving articulated lorries around the UK.

I would add driving in Europe,  but there are to many accidents, probably because they drive on the wrong side of the road. Europeans say they are not on the wrong side they are on the right. My reply is that’s what’s wrong they should drive on the left. LOL.😂

I’m over 21, I have recently passed my HGV test and have my license. I’ve been driving up to 7.5 ton trucks and vans, since I passed my first driving test. Now I can drive a 32 ton rig. I have my own, when I say my own. It’s a part of a fleet. I have to maintain it, servicing etc. it has a small living section that complete with bed and facilities to make a brew of tea/coffee or mug of soup. Most importantly somewhere to store a complete change of clothes. It’s not nice wearing the same underwear for several days. I’ve been driving the highways for 3 or more years in smaller vehicles, I had a good knowledge of where to park up to abide by my tacho-graph. It’s really not worth being checked and being fined. Also one other reason I didn’t want to be stopped, is I drive dressed as a female, while in itself it is not a crime, just being interviewed by being dressed as a female, and having the male attributes can be awkward. Oh I don’t drive in spike heels, I do have some in my cab but usually wear low block heels.

Fortunately I don’t have to unload my trailer I’m hauling. I’m hitched up to a trailer which I deliver and either collect another trailer load or an empty one to return. Enough about my work.

I picked up a trailer from a south coast docks to deliver to a west coast Welsh port, to be collected and taken to the Emerald Isle. It was mid afternoon by the time I left the docks. 1st stop after I was out of the town was a service station. Pulling in, I stopped and switched off the engine. I climbed into my bunk area and removed my trainers, sweatshirt and jeans. Trainers first, have you ever tried taking jeans off over trainers? First I opened a little cupboard. Taking out my silicone falsies, I slipped them into my black lacy bra cups. On the shelf below I unfolded my flowered blouse. I can now fasten the buttons with ease. I used to find it difficult as the buttons are reversed. The second to last item was a slightly flared light weight flowered skirt. I wriggled into it and fastened it, setting the zipper at the back. Finally I pulled on my block heeled pixie boots. Should I put on my blonde wig, I decided not to. As my own hair was almost at chin level and the fringe covered my forehead. Back in the drivers seat with the sun visor down. I used the mirror to apply my lipstick.

I sprayed a little perfume over me. I placed my phone in its cradle and fitted my seatbelt, settling it between my boobs. I started the engine and was soon on my way.

I had been driving for about an hour when the rain started, light at first then harder. As I continued I saw a dark shape, walking head down arm out, thumb up, looking absolutely soaked. Checking my mirrors I slowed down and pulled over in front. The shape reached the passenger door that I’d crawled over to and opened the window.

“Do you need a lift and get out of this rain?” I offered.

“You lorry drivers are all the same, you see a girl at the side of the road and think with the contents of your underwear.” She looked up at me as finished speaking.

“Oh I’m so sorry, I just thought.” She added, embarrassment creeping into her voice.

“It’s ok, just climb in if you want to.” I offered again.

She reached up and opened the door and clambered in.

“I’m so so sorry, it’s just that you don’t see many female lorry drivers.” She was clearly embarrassed.

“No there aren’t that many. If you want to take your wet coat off and hang just behind you there’s a warm air vent there to help dry it.” I told her.

While she took her coat off I strapped myself in.

“Can I take my shoes and socks off as well they’re soaked?” She asked.

“Of course.” I replied nodding. With her bare feet resting next the warm air vent in front of her I noticed her pretty feet with red painted nails.

“Strap yourself in and we get going. Where are you heading for?” I asked.

“Just anywhere away from here.” She told me.

Just in my field of vision, I could see her fumbling under the seat belt across her lap. Her jeans descended her shapely legs and were hung off the dashboard handle sharing the hot air with her shoes and socks. She looked at me.

“You don’t mind do you?” She asked.

“Not at all, oh do you have a name?” I replied.

“Oh it’s um Maxine. And you?” She replied

“Carole. There’s a truck stop about an hour and a half from here with a burger van. If your hungry we can stop, well I have to because of my tachometer.” I answered.

“You have taco’s in here?” She uttered puzzled.

I laughed. “Oh no it’s a tachometer-graph. It records the time I’m driving and when it’s time for rest breaks.”

“Sorry I didn’t know.” Maxine told me.

“That’s ok, would you like a burger or just to stop for about 20 minutes.” I asked.

“Can I decide later?” She asked.

“Certainly.” I replied.

By now the wet clothes had started to dry, causing the inside of my cab windows to mist over. I pressed a couple of buttons and the cab air con kicked in. I didn’t realise that it not only blew away the misted screen it blew straight up my skirt. As my skirt was light weight and flared it blew up exposing my stocking tops and suspender clips.

“Mmmm that’s a sexy look Carole, do all female lorry drivers wear stockings and suspenders?” Maxine asked.

“I don’t know about all the female lorry drivers, I just know I do and I adore wearing them. I approached a turning I needed to take, mirrors, signal, manoeuvre. Text book still really, however I didn’t expect the next event. My skirt was blown further up my thighs. Now my black lace panties were on full display, and the unladylike bulge in them.

“Oh my goodness! Is that what I think it is? It is isn’t it?” Maxine exclaimed.

Driving straight I was able to pull the hem of my skirt down.

“I’m sorry, that wasn’t meant to happen. Do you want me to drop you off somewhere?” I offered.

“Absolutely, she paused which felt like an hour, when in fact was less than a minute. Not.” Maxine answered.

I nearly lost control. “Really, are you sure?” I enquired.

“Oh yes, I want a closer inspection of the contents of your very sexy black lace panties, then perhaps the burger you mentioned and perhaps a hot drink. Then I might let you discover the contents of my nylon panties.” Maxine told me.

I drove a little faster and made the truck stop in 1 hour 15 minutes.

I pulled in parked up I drew the curtains across the windscreen inside my cab. Maxine pulled the roller blind down on her I did the same my side.

“Now then ‘Carole’ if that’s your real name, let’s have that inspection shall we?” She suggested.

Raising the front of my skirt, once again exposing my stockings, suspenders and black lace panties. Maxine reached across and rubbed the front of my panties, I should say caressed, her fingers were like feathers. My poor little lace panties were struggling to contain my growing cock. Maxine somehow managed to release it from its confines. I was leaking lots of pre-cum.

“Hello big boy.” Maxine spoke to my cock. It’s not that big. Quite adequate really. She stroked me to within seconds of my cumming, then stopped and squeezed. Holding me perfectly still. She stayed like that until my breathing returned to normal. She started again, once again stopping at my crucial moment.

“Let’s get your panties off shall we?” She suggested.

My panties were soon on my sleeping bunk behind me. She set to work again this time playing with my sperm sacs as well as edging me.

“Now I want you to get out of your cab and get us two burgers and I’ll have a hot chocolate please. When you come back and we’ve eaten we can play again.” Maxine told me very sexily. I grabbed my wallet and keys and almost fell from my cab. Rushing across the parking area to the burger van in my pixie boots was tricky. I managed it and ordered our food and drinks. I returned to my cab and placed the food and drinks inside. Climbing in there was no sign of Maxine. But actually there was her drying coat was still hung up, so was her trousers and socks with her shoes on the floor. I closed the door and flicked the catch.

“I’m in here. I heard from the bedroom behind the seats.  It’s really cosy in here.” She added.

I pushed through the curtains into my bunk bed. She was sat up inside my sleeping bag. With a blanket around her shoulders.

“I started getting cold when the heater stopped.” She told me.

Of course I had the keys. “Oops sorry.” Actually I meant to take the keys, I didn’t know if she could drive an articulated lorry.

She reached out to take a drink from me. I’d got us both hot chocolate. She took the lid off the cup and took a sip.

“Mmmm, lovely. Thank you.” Maxine whispered.

I passed her burger, which she hungrily devoured. I ate mine but a bit slower.

“Come here you have something on your face.” She instructed me.

I leant forward, she grabbed the front of my blouse and pulled me close.

“Ooh, you’re wearing a bra!” She exclaimed. She must have felt it when she grabbed the front of my blouse. Then she kissed me. Hard, long and passionately. Maxine began to unbutton my blouse. She exposed my black lace cup underwired bra.

“Very pretty, it matches your panties. Now I think you take your skirt off and get in here with me so we can keep warm.” Maxine told me.

I did just that, as I slid inside the warm bag, Maxine snuggled up close behind me. She put one arm around me and held one of my false boobs in my bra. She then slid her hand down over my tummy and the front of my suspender belt, seeking my cock. She found it, soon it was very erect and very close to cumming. Snuggling even closer I could feel her chest pressing against my bra. What I felt next surprised me. She moved her hips closer and I could feel firmness pushing against my bum. I reached round between us and felt the bulge in her panties.

“Oh wow that is a lovely surprise.” I whispered at her over my shoulder.

“Glad you like it.” She whispered back.

“Like it? I love it.” I replied quietly.

My fingers found the waistband and eased in over the top. I soon had her as hard as me. I was trying to turn over so we were face to face, then I would be able to kiss her as we fondled each other.

Maxine had other ideas, she released hold of my cock and unzipped the sleeping bag. Turning in the confines of my bunk wasn’t easy, however with her flexibility we were top to toe, or more P.C. We were cock to mouth. We both knew what we wanted, it was just the matter of who was first. I needn’t have worried. Soon exploding our juices into each other.

“Thank you, Carole, that means so much.” She told me.

With our wriggling we were soon back but the time face to face. I took her face between my hands and kissed her. Tasting my cum on her lips and tongue.

“My pleasure, it was both delightful and delicious.” I answered her.

We cuddled together, longer than I expected to stop over for a break, but I could make up that time by not stopping at several dogging lay-by’s on the way. I wouldn’t need to now, I had someone in my cab to share my hobby.

I woke after about an hour and after locating my panties along with my skirt and blouse I crawled back into the front and dressed. I touched up my makeup and started the unit. I pulled out and back into traffic and headed north west again. It was probably another hour possibly a bit longer when Maxine woke. A bleary voice said.

“Have you seen my clothes? I’m only wearing my bra and panties and them only just. Oh my goodness, I remember we had sex.” Maxine called from behind the curtains.

“And wonderful sex it was, which I might add. I want to do again.” I replied.

“Really? When do you have to have your next fajita break?” She asked.

I chuckled and replied. “It’s a tachometer break and in about 3 hours. But we should be near the port to offload this trailer and hopefully pick up another one.”

“I have to wait 3 hours when I want, no need some more of your protein enriched creamy cum.” She sounded very sexy as her hand sneaked out between the curtains and cupped my left breasts.

“Mmmm this feels so real.” She added.

“They’re silicone and I can either just slip them into my bra or use special adhesive and fix them on my chest.

“Mine are real, I started therapy and was prescribed drugs to help them grow.”  Maxine told me.

“Why don’t you put your top on and crawl through, I think your trousers should be dry.” I suggested.

“Because I’ll only have to take them off again later. You realise 3 hours is a very long time when you need sex and there is a tent pole pushing to get out of my panties.” She informed me of her condition.

About 20 miles there was a truck stop, without a tea/coffee distractions, providing it was empty I could pull in for a while, all the talk about tent poles in panties was having an effect on the contents of my panties.

Brilliant the lay-by was empty. I signalled in and stopped. I had only just switched off and locked the doors when I heard Maxine call.

“I’m ready for you darling, make me pant and scream with passion.”

Once again my skirt and panties were off and we each were nursing on a beautiful firm cock teasing each other’s love sacs coaxing the tasty cream from them. Muffled moans of pleasure emitted from us. I gave an extra thrust as Maxine ran a finger round my pink rose bud opening trying to ease its way in. I was no stranger to this intrusion and gasped as she pushed through. I stopped sucking her for a brief moment to inform her that there was lubrication in the first aid box. Her finger popped out and she lubricated it with my pre-cum then slid it back in. See-sawing in and out she reached my prostrate. I was so far gone my whole body was alive with the sensation of my orgasm as I exploded my cum into her mouth, even my breasts were tingling, Maxine was gagging a little with the flood my cum in her mouth trying to swallow it all. I eased half way out of her gorgeous mouth to allow her to swallow and breathe. I was still pulsing my seed into her. To me it felt like a weeks worth in one orgasm. With her tongue now circling the head of my deflating cock drawing out any cum remaining.

She allowed my now sensitive cock to slip out then spoke.

“I thought I was going to drown for a moment, you filled my mouth and still kept pumping more.”

“I don’t know where it all came from!” I gasped.

“Oh I know where it came from and where it’s headed, it was fantastic, can we do it again?” She had moved around so we were facing each other.

Looking in her eyes and feeling her hardness touching my thigh.

“You haven’t cum yet.” I stated the obvious.

“Later when we reach the port and we have more time, so I can explore your body properly. Now we had better make you presentable to make your delivery. She helped me find my panties and skirt, dressing in the confines of my bunk was tricky, but as I hadn’t pulled the cab curtains we chose to struggle, it was more fun and I did get another few sucks on Maxine’s cock as it appeared in front of me.

Back in the drivers seat and strapped in, and off we went still heading north east. We crossed the bridge leaving the mainland behind us, drew up in the container park and was instructed.

“Park it over there and I’ll unhitch you darling.” The big guy in his hi-vis jacket and trousers told me.

If he only knew what was laying limp between my legs. He might not have called me darling, but then I didn’t know what he was wearing under his hi-vis stuff. After he unhitched me he informed me there was another trailer being brought in on the ferry that would hitch up. He then told where to wait.

I backed onto the trailer and I got out and checked all the usual running lights and tyre depths number plate clipped in etc. I was still wearing my pixie boots. The guy had wound up the dolly wheels and secured them. I checked anyway. 2 hours later we were back on the road heading to the east but not before I’d had a wonderful protein rich meal and made Maxine bight the pillow to prevent herself screaming and alert the entire port staff to our antics.

TvCarole

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