Sweetness

David pulled his truck into the parking lot of the strip club just off the highway exit ramp. He was spending more and more time stopping at these road side joints, paying for a moment of pleasure as some young girl danced naked in his lap. A father of seven children, Dave had always considered himself a family man with strong moral values. Five years ago he had never been in a strip club and had no desires to go to one. Losing the family farm, however, had forced him into the seat of an eighteen wheeler hauling freight over twelve state lines. After two years on the road he was lonely, and facing eighteen hours behind the wheel each day, he had run out of ways to occupy his mind. 

The stories the other truck drivers told over cups of coffee about dancing girls seemed sad and pathetic to him at first, but as it became clear that he was stuck behind the wheel of that truck for years to come, he found the stories harder to forget. Temptation, loneliness and an aching hard-on got the better of him one night and he went into his first club. 

Dave was in a state of shock that first night. Shaved pussies, tattoos, girls spreading their legs and opening their cunts wide, inches from his face. And at 46, they all seemed so young to his tired, hungry eyes. Then there was the lap dances. It varied from state to state, club to club. In some places the girls just stood in front of you displaying the most intimate parts of their young bodies. In other clubs the girls crawled right into your lap, pressing your face into their naked breasts, throwing a leg over your shoulder until their hairless cunts were just inches from your lips. You could smell their musky scents and it drove Dave wild. 

His imagination improved during those long trips and his fantasies intensified and became more vivid. His thoughts continually returned to the stories several drivers told of the girls who would come out to your truck for the right price. He fought those urges as long as he could but the trips seemed longer now and with each new girl in each new club his resistance shrank as his cock grew. 

He had asked several girls with no success, until he met Jill. She barely looked 18, her body was petite and curvy with a butterfly tattooed at the small of her back. He passed her $200, she crawled into his cab, and as her lips slid softly down his shaft he realized that he was cheating on his wife for the first time. He bent her over the back of the passenger seat, pushing his cock deep inside her until her firm round ass pressed into his hips. Her moans were like sugar on a young girls lips. He concentrated on them as his cock slid faster, harder between her thighs. “I’m fucking a girl younger than my oldest daughter,” crossed his mind and his cum gushed out into the condom. 

Dave was racked with guilt when he returned home to his wife. He could barely look her in the eye. But even that gave way as he headed back out on his long trips. Over the next year he would fuck Jill two more times and take three other dancers out to his truck. He realized he had developed a preference for petite brunettes and sought them out to proposition.

Tonight as he crawled out of his cab, he felt as nervous as he had the first night he entered a club. The Star Club was close to home. He had never been in any of the clubs near his own town out of fear of being seen and recognized. But this had been a long trip and the club he normally stopped at was closed for reasons he did not understand. He pulled his collar high against the cold and wore his cap lower on his head. 

The club was no different in appearance than any other clubs he had been in. It was dark and loud with rhythmic music. It was a slow night with maybe ten other men in the club. A beautiful cocktail waitress got him a beer and he took a seat toward the back of the room and began to relax. He took in more details as a dark asian girl called Jade twirled around the poll on stage. The lap dances were in a room off to the side and he could see one in progress. If it weren’t for the thin denim of the man’s jeans the voluptuous blond in his lap would be fucking him. The rules looked pretty relaxed at The Star. 

Dave turned his attention back to the stage as the DJ called for the next dancer, Sweetness. Dave admired the supple curves of the petite young body moving onto the stage, her long dark hair falling over her shoulders. Then his heart froze as she spun around facing the men at her feet. It was his daughter, Kali. He couldn’t move, he could hardly breathe as he watched her hips gyrating to the beat of the music, her lace bra falling from her shoulders revealing her small, delicate breasts. 

The waitress appeared with his beer and his hand shook uncontrollably as he tried to give her the five dollar bill. He downed nearly half the beer in one gulp turning away from the stage. But he could not keep his eyes hidden. He looked to see her on her hands and knees, her ass pushed high in the air as she bucked her hips against an imaginary cock behind her. She slid out of her thong and Dave watched as his little girl slung her leg over a college boy’s shoulder and grabbed the back of his head, pulling his face between her thighs. He took in the full sight as she spread her legs to the crowd. Her pussy shaved bald, her delicate fingers pulling apart her labia, pink and shining with wetness. There was a tattoo just to the right of her hairless mound, but he could not make out what it was from where he sat, back from the stage. For a moment he thought he was going to be sick and considered running for the door, but he held to his seat.

Kali was 19, a sophomore in college. She had told him she was working as a private home care provider for elderly and crippled people to pay for college. He was on the road too much to know anything different. She was the third of his seven children. She had always been his angel. 

The song ended and Sweetness left the stage and made her way to the side room with the college boy in tow. He watched from his table as his daughter straddled the boys lap and fucked her naked pussy against his denim covered cock. She was far more aggressive than the other girls, rubbing the full length of her body against him, then dropping to her knees and pushing her face into his crotch. Dave blushed with shame when he realized his cock was hard. He nearly began to cry when the dancer who had been on stage when he entered approached his table. 

“Wanna dance?” she cooed.

Dave looked over to see the college boy heading back to his friends. An older man, a trucker, Dave could tell from his dress, was in line for his daughter who took him by the hand and led him to a sofa beyond his sight. Dave stood on shaky legs and let Jade lead him into the side room. Sweetness had led the trucker, in his early fifties Dave guessed, to a sofa at the back of the room. Her back was to him. The music started and Dave watched as his little girl held the man’s face to her cunt and rocked her hips into him. Jade dropped into his lap but Dave was hardly conscious of her. Sweetness was grinding her pussy hard down on the man’s cock, holding his face to her tits. For the first time Dave found himself taking in the sight of her naked young body. His cock filled his boxers with sticky cum as Jade ground down on his lap. With the climax came a wave of shame and guilt that nearly made Dave cry. Then he saw a scene that he was all too familiar with. 

As the song ended the man held his lips to Sweetness’ ear. Dave could see the man’s lips moving, and though he couldn’t hear, he knew what he was asking. He watched as his daughter blushed coyly then turned to the man with a smile and returned his whisper. She was straddling his lap and her arm pushed between them, disappearing from sight at his crotch. Dave watched the older man arch his back and saw his grin widen as Sweetness whispered into his ear.