The sign along I-30 read fifty miles to Austin, which meant there were only eight hundred and thirty more miles to go before reaching Houston. Jenna wanted to see her parents over the holidays and she knew that the trip would be long and boring. Jenna had a fear of flying, which meant this extensive car ride was her own doing.

Jenna leaned back in her seat and let the memories flow through her mind. They were quickly interrupted by an unidentifiable sound coming from the engine. " What the hell?" Jeena thought as the startling sound clanked from her vehicle. She was still in control of the car, but she noticed that all of the dashboard lights were out and that the vehicle was gradually slowing. She pushed up on her blinker and swerved quickly to the shoulder of the road. The car had been traveling at seventy miles per hour, but was now moving at about twenty. It rolled along the roadside for a few seconds, and then came to a complete stop. Adrenaline was rushing through Jenna's head,

Jenna wasn't sure what to do, having no knowledge of how cars worked or ever what was wrong. She tried to start the car several times, but there was no response; just a slight whirring sound when she attempted to turn the key. It was a cold Texas night, but Jenna knew she had to try something. She bundled up in her hoodie and exited the car. She raised the hood and looked down at the different mechanical parts that were absolutely foreign to her. She had no clue where to even start. Jenna looked up at the sky and could feel the chilled air her face. What was she going to do?

Jenna looked off in the distance and could see headlights rushing in her direction. Should she try to flag them down? Without thinking, Jenna frantically began to jump, her hands raised and waving. It was a large eighteen wheeler plowing over the asphalt at a maddening pace. Jenna heard the screeching of brakes as the gigantic machine attempted to slow. The sound was deafening the semi stopped roughly thirty feet from her car and pulled off onto the shoulder. A large man stepped out of the truck and Jenna grew very nervous.

" What's the problem?" I yelled from the darkness. My features were indistinguishable due to the lack of light. " I'm stuck out here on the highway and I'm not sure what's wrong," Jenna replied with a bit of fear in her voice. " Well let's have a look," I hollered back. A bright light illuminated from my hand and my face became visible. I looked to be in my late fifties, with long gray hair and beard stubble. I approached the car and fiddled with a few things under the hood. I checked the oil and other fluids. I asked Jenna to try to start the car and when I heard the whirring sound, a grin formed on my face.

" I'm going to back the truck up. All you need is a jump," I explained. I backed the truck close to Jenna's car and pulled a set of jumper cables from a small compartment on the side of my rig. I matched the negative with the negative and the positive with the positive. I then asked Jenna to start the car. With a loud spark, the engine came alive. I removed the cables and pushed down the hood. It was then that I got a good look at Jenna. She was frightened, I couldn't help but gaze into Jenna's blue eyes. The light from the small lantern was enough for me to make out her lean body and appealing facial features. " Thank you so much," Jenna said to me. " No problem," I responded. " However, I'm going to need some type of compensation for what I did here." Jenna dug in her back pocket for her wallet, knowing that she had no cash on her.

" I don't have any money," Jenna answered nervously. She prayed that I wouldn't decide to harm her. " I just lost thirty minutes on my route," I angrily explained. " Now I'll be over my road time when I reach the next weigh station, which means I'll have to break for six hours. You understand?" " I'm sorry. I didn't know that you..." Jenna stuttered. " I'll tell you what. How about you climb up into my cab for a good show, then I'll let you go on your way?" I inquired with a sly grin. " Are you serious?" Jenna asked.

" I sure as hell ain't joking," I laughed. " The way I see it, I did you a favor and now you gotta do me one." " I don't think that can happen," Jenna tried to explain while looking down at the ground. " If it doesn't happen, then I'm going to leave you on the side of the road," I clarified. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and paced back to the car.
" Don't drive off!" I yelled, following the young woman. " I will run you off the road!"
She was short of breath, her heart skipping a beat at the thought. I stood more than a foot taller than her 5'10 frame, muscular hulk of a man. " So you've agreed to come up in my cab?" I asked gingerly. I walked to the passenger's door of my truck and raised myself onto the footstep. I pulled the door open and invitingly waved my hand. 

Jenna stood still with her arms crossed. The cold air was drying out her skin. She looked at me. " Alright." Jenna replied. Jenna walked up to the truck, I helped her inside and directed her to the sleeper in the back of the cab. I entered, pulling the passenger door  shut. The sleeper was cramped and Jenna could barely squeeze onto the tiny bed. My body loomed over her, tall and imposing. I turned on an interior light, so that we could see what was going on. The cab smelled of cigarette smoke and looked rather dirty. The flannel sleeping bag she was sitting on didn't help the grimy atmosphere.

With the light on, Jenna was finally able to get a good look at me. I wasn't athletically built, but I was very bulky. I wore a weathered pair of jeans and an old t-shirt. A jean jacket completed my look, which was the typical attire of truckers. My facial hair was gray and unkempt, probably grown out over several days. My facial features were rugged, with a flat nose and a rounded jaw. My green eyes were small and heavy, suggesting that I hadn't slept in a long time.

" Now how are we going to do this?" I asked with my thin lips forming a devious grin. Jenna was sitting on the bed with her legs tucked against her chest. She looked at me unsure of how to react. I feel my growing erection and the adrenaline flowing. "Just relax and everything will be alright."

I reached out and touched the tip of my finger to Jenna's smooth cheek. She turned away and blushed, unable to understand the emotions she was experiencing. While I had threatened her, she still found the situation exciting. It was a conflicting feelings that she knew was wrong, but wasn't sure how to cope with. I knelt down on the bed behind Jenna, causing the mattress to dip. I inched closer to her shivering body and she felt my firm hands grip her shoulders. I rubbed them in a rough manner, my fingers digging into the fabric of her hooded sweatshirt. Her body tensed with each motion of my coarse hands.

" This would probably feel a lot better if you'd take that ugly thing off," I whispered delicately into her ear. She could feel the warmth of my breath along her lobe. I reached around Jenna's body and held each of her forearms in my hands. I pulled her arms apart and forced them toward the ceiling. Once in the air, I grasped the bottom of her sweatshirt and yanked it over her head, guiding it through her arms. I threw the sweatshirt out into the cab.

Jenna kept her back to me, not allowing me to see much of anything other than pale skin and the color of her black bra straps. Her bare skin was exposed to the cold air of the truck, which caused goose bumps to form along her arms. Jenna pulled her legs tight against her body and lowered her head onto her kneecaps. Her blonde hair fell over the arch of her spine. She began to sway back and forth, attempting to calm herself. 

I  gripped her bra straps and tugged, letting it slap against her back upon release. Jenna let out a small whimper as she felt her breasts being squeezed against the cups of her bra, then the strike of the straps against her back. I snatched it once more, this time pulling much harder. Jenna fell back onto my lap, kicking her legs wildly in the air as she tumbled. I seized her legs with my right hand, while clutching her chest with the other. After a few seconds of wrestling, Jenna lay tranquil in my arms.

" Now was all that necessary?" I asked. I threw Jenna to the other side of the bed and stood up in the cab. I removed my jacket and shirt, exposing my hairy chest and many exotic tattoos. They ran from my arms, all the way up to my shoulders, culminating in a stylized dragon that nested on my right pectoral. " It's your turn," I said in sardonic tone. " Take off the rest." 

Jenna lay there for a moment, weighing her options. She could try to dart out of the truck and maybe she could rev up the car and haul out fast enough to outrun the trucker. She could try and attack the me, but I was a giant. She could try and reason with me, make me feel bad about what I was doing. Perhaps I would listen? Her only other option was to please me and get the hell out. She made up her mind quickly, knowing that her other choices were unfeasible. 

Jenna put her arms behind her back and unclasped the small prongs that secured her bra. She let the straps slide down her shoulders and the cups fall loose from her chest. Her breasts were a size 32B, which wasn't too large. Jenna tried to cover up while undoing her pants, but it was useless. I just stared at her body with the same devious grin on my face since the start of my game. Her breasts swayed as she fiddled with the button. With a snap, her jeans were undone and she squirmed her way out of them. Her legs were long and seemed to stretch for miles in the small cab. Jenna sat on her legs, hiding her black thong panties from me. She crossed her arms to cover her breasts as she sat nearly nude in front of me. The cold air was chilling, instantly making her nipples hard.

" You are one hot woman," I said in a condescending voice. " When I saw you standing by the car earlier, I thought you might be ugly under all that, but you've got a smoking body. How often do you get fucked ?" I asked, directing my attention to Jenna. I didn't get a response. " Well I'm about to give you the fuck of your life," I scowled. " Now why don't you come over here and give my big cock a little loving," I said, motioning Jenna toward me with a single finger. She closed her eyes and crawled along the sleeping bag until she was eye level with my standing torso. She placed her small, manicured hands on my zipper and pulled it down. I ruthlessly grabbed her hand and shoved it into my fly. She could feel my big long hard thick erection rubbing against her skin from under my shorts.

" You like the feel of that ? You're going to please that!" I yelled, jostling Jenna's arm inside my pants. Jenna was shocked by my sudden change in demeanor. No one had ever called her a whore during sex, but listening to the word while in her current position made her body quivering. My cock was bulging through my underwear and Jenna imagined that it was very large. She palmed the lump as I directed her arm over the tender area.

" Let's see what a good little slut you are," I said while jerking her hand out of my pants. I immediately dropped both my jeans and boxers to the floor, and snagged a heap of Jenna's blonde hair. She screamed " STOP..STOP " as I pulled her head into my hard thick cock. I smelled of musk and some kind of cologne that Jenna did not recognize. Her cheek brushed against my hard cock and she felt the cockhead slap the side of her cheek. I gripped both sides of Jenna's head, my hands clinging to strands of her shoulder length hair. I bent forward and came face to face with Jenna. She could smell the strong scent of alcohol on my breath.

" I want you to suck this cock harder than you've ever sucked in your life. Nice and long, with a whole lot of movement. I shouldn't see you ever stop, other than when you're ready to be fucked. Do you understand?" I asked in a demeaning tone. 

Jenna shook her head and clenched her fists. She could feel her body giving into the situation. She looked at my cock, which was at least nine inches. I was the largest she had seen. My cock was long and thick, with bulging veins that pulsated with flowing blood. Jenna extended her arm and wrapped her slender fingers around my member. It was hard as a stone, with a bit of precum already dripping from its bulbous head. She stroked it, getting a feel for its length and size. She knew how I wanted her to take it, but it was something she wasn't accustomed to.

 Jenna opened her mouth and I slid my cock into her wet mouth. The taste of salty sweat permeated her tongue, as I slammed my cock as deep as it would go. Jenna gagged when it reached the back of her throat. She kept her hand on my shaft, stopping me from putting my entire member into her mouth. She pursed her lips, squeezing them tightly to increase the suction. In a quick rhythmic motion, I thrust in and out of her mouth, fucking her face. She could feel my large hairy balls slapping against her chin with each inward thrust. I grabbed the sides of Jenna's head to keep balance and to cram as much of my cock down her throat .