Sorry for the Emily references. I guess I had a brain-fart while writing. Just know that Emily = Eileen.

Feel free to join in anytime. I'm enjoying the writing part but I also like seeing where other people take the story. It should be starting to get much hotter now.

Roger was happy about my invitation. I placed my hand on his tight starched jeans and could tell his bucking horse was trying to escape those pants. A cowboy man always has to wear his jeans tight, or else his cock would always be pointing out the way to some place. "Hey, you boys up for a little eating contest?" Roger and John whooped as John pulled into old man Miller's pasture. He drove the truck past a couple of cows before he stopped. Eileen looked into the back of the extended cab, questioning the game. "Don't worry, hon, these two don't wear out easily."
When John stopped the truck, I pulled Eileen out and quickly whispered the rules of the game. "The one who lasts the longest?" "Yep."
John and Roger were already grasping the side of the truck bed. It was easy to get in between them and the truck. Eileen and I hiked up our dresses so that we could kneel in the grass better. The first man to lose his wad was the loser. The winner got the prize of having both of us girls finishing him off.
I reached up to Roger's silver buckle and pulled the little stud out of the leather hole. I squeezed my legs together -- a silver buckle, leather, jeans, and a hard dick was like Christmas. I unbuttoned the metal buttons of his jeans to reveal his white jockey's. That white softness with dark brown curly hair peaking out on all sides was beautiful. I took a moment to admire the sight and kissed the tip of white cloth that was protruding. "Girl," Roger whispered as he rubbed the top of my head in a playful way, "I'm going to lose tonight."
I jerked his shorts down revealing his huge hard cock. "Lover sometimes losing IS winning."

A booming voice could be heard just after bright flash and deafing sound of a shotgun blast.

"You get your Asses off my land or I'll full ya's full of lead!" Roared old man Miller

"I'm tired of you kids tearing up my pasture and tippin my cows"

Another blinding flash of light followed shortly after by the loud BOOM of a second shotgun round heading skyward.

"You's got to the count of ten before I don't miss anymore!"

The unforgettible metalic pumping sound of the chamber being reloaded ecoed threw the field.

"I said MOVE!"

Roger and John dived over the side of the truck into a bed that was probably filled with some kind of muck we don't want to think about. Eileen was stiff as the dick I just had in my mouth as I pushed her into the cab of the F150. I got in behind her, not waiting for Roger's diesel to warm up as I gunned it out of range of Miller's shotgun. As soon as we hit the farm to market road, I reached under Roger's seat and pulled out a bottle of Tequila. I twisted off the cap and took a swig, handing it to Eileen. She slowly took it still white from being shot at. I reached between her legs and gave her a little rub. "Welcome to Texas, girl."

A shot of Don Julio warmed my throat and Allie's hand between my legs took care of the rest of me. John and Roger were in the back of the truck yelling and screaming like banshee's. I threw back some more Julio and grabbed Allie's breast.

Suddenly there was banging on the roof of the cab. I looked in the review mirror through the back window. Roger still had his jeans down around his ankles and John had attempted to button his up but lft his dick hanging out. "Stop, the damn truck."

I slammed on the breaks and heard the two men cussing as they fell into the bed. Roger pulled up his britches and they jumped over the side of the truck. I quickly locked the doors. Roger pulled on the door handle but could not get in. I yelled through the window, "You're not getting in here. Ya'll smell like pig shit."

"Okay, take us to the car wash." The men got into the back once more, and we drove to the car wash by the Exxon. Th filling station was closed so I aimed the truck into a stall so that the guys could have some light and we could have a show. I put Lucinda WIlliams into the cd player and punched in the buttons until I found "Essence."

Rogr and John walked into the light of the truck and put quarters into the machine that turned the water on. Both of them took off their shirts, spraying each other. I reached for Eileen and felt between her legs. Her panties were soaked. I moved the tiny strip of cloth to the side and stuck two of my fingers into her pussy. We were both watching as the guys took off their jeans. Lucinda was singing about needing to get fucked. Her tones matched our throbbing. Eileen reached between my legs and I felt her fingers entering me. Before we could finish, the guys jumped into the truck, both butt naked.

The domed light illuminated the front seat. Roger and John could clearly see Eileen's dress pushed up her legs, her black panties pushed to the side, and Allie's slender fingers stroking in and out of her juicy folds.

"Hot Damn! exclaimed Roger, reaching towards Eileen.

"Wait just a friggin' minute. While you guys have been rolling in filth and playing 'Wet T shirt Contest' me and Eileen have struck up a little friendship. Now get your naked asses in the back seat and wait for us"

It was a threeway tie for the most shocked look on a face between John, Roger, or Eileen.

"Ah babe"

"Don't ah babe me Roger. Get!"

The two men got in the backseat of the F-350. Meanwhile Allie eased Eileen forward and unzipped the back of her dress and pulled it off her shoulders leaving it bunched around her middle, popped a breast free from her bra, and sucked the swollen nipple between her lips and resumed stroking Eileens pussy.

Allie gently sucked and licked Eileen's nipple while her finger slid slowly in and out of her moist pussy. Her thumb gently caressed the a now swollen clit as her new found friend's moans grew louder.

The boys looked on with their tongues hanging out and their hands stroking their hard cocks, trapped in the back of the cab by the high back bucket seats.

Eileen reached up a placed her soft hand on Allie's breast and tenderly kneaded it. Allie responded by pressing her chest into the palm of Eileen's hand begging her to continue. Allie's mouth was now working it's way down from the breast it had been suckling to the soft white skin of Eileen's stomach, to the tuft of carefully trimmed hair that surrounded her pussy, to the clit that begged to feel the touch of her warm tongue.

The moans were not just coming from the front seat now but from the back as well as the 2 men, frustrated by the interrupted oral escape and now the sight of these 2 gorgeous women pleasuring each other on front of them, continued to pump their cocks and an increasingly feverish rate.

Allie could feel the wetness building in her panties now and needed relief. She reached down and slid the silky thong from her waist and disgarded it on the floor of the truck. She then swung her waist around and straddled Eileen's head. Not needing to be told what to do Eileen thrust her mouth around Allies clit and sucked hard savoring the sweet juices. This was just what Allie needed.

The women were in heaven enjoying the feel of each others tongues exploring their sensitive cunts but something had changed in the atmosphere inside the truck. Allie couldn't quite place what had changed but she knew something was different. Suddenly she realized what is was. The moaning from the backseat had suddenly died down. Had the men given up that easily? Had they already cum and were now past out in the back seat?

She lifted her head to survey the situation and couldn't believe her eyes. Roger had his head between John's legs feverously sucking his cock.

BARF!

I quit.

While my first thought is what's good for the goose is good for the gander I have to admit it's about as exciting as my mom catching me giving my boyfriend a blow job parked in the drive-way on New Years Eve 1982

Or at least we thought Roger was sucking John's cock. Actually Roger was several inches away from it. John reached over and playfully pulled my hair that fell in my stunned face. "If you and Eileen are going to fuck each other without letting us play, then we might as well go home."

"Roger, you know nothing beats a hard cock in my pussy."

"Well, girl, get your little ass back here, because nothing beats a warm pussy cuddling my dick," John said.

I lightly kissed Eileen's face and crawled over into the back seat. Roger managed to get into the front.

John was sitting on the blue seat. All he had on was a cowboy hat and his boots. I straddled him with his erect cock between our bellies. I pulled off my dress which made me more naked than he was. My nipples were hard against his chest as his tongue explored my mouth. I pulled up to rub my clit against his tight balls and cock. He was like a hairy bear. Little dark hairs surrounded the base of his dick that tickled when he slid his dick into me. They didn't bother me when I sucked him because he was too long and big for me to deep throat him completely. I never got to his penis hair. I was so excited at the thought of John inside of me that I came a little when I rubbed against him. John knew how to fuck a woman.

"Yeehawww, you go girl" screamed John as Allie bounced on his cock making the pickup sway from side to side.

Meanwhile Roger had made his way to the front seat and confronted Eileen saying, "Now I'm gonna show you what a real son of the South is made of."

Eileen was still in a trance from the fine licking Allie had given her and was rubbing her clit to keep her orgasm going. Her trance was rudely interrupted by Roger's proclamation so she looked up at him with a disgusted smirk. The smirk suddenly turned into a devilish smile as she reached for her purse on the floor and pulled out a 10" vibrating black dildo, flipped it on and said, "I need something a little bigger to fill my Yankee cunt but you can fuck my ass if you'd like." She then proceeded to rub her moist cunt lips with the big silicone penis and then inserted the full 10" all the way inside herself letting out a large gasp as it entered. Roger let out a gasp of his own as he watched. Then, catching his breath, he caught hold of his senses and pressed his cock against her tight asshole. On a normal day he made have needed some help to enter her tight hole but today was not a normal day. With the slightest amount of pressure Roger slid his 6" cock right into Eileen's bunghole which was dripping wet from the orgasm she had been enjoying for the past 10 minutes. He pounded her ass for all he was worth determined to proved his manhood to this uppity New York bitch while she fucked her cunt mercilessly with the dildo.

Now the truck was really hopping. The screams from inside the truck could be heard for half a mile as evidenced by the puzzled looks of the young couple that was leaving the nearby Silver Bullett Diner after a late night cup of coffee. To them the muffled cries of passion sounded like an animal that might be in trouble and they wondered if they should go to help.