"For fuck's sake!!!"

A small car changes lanes right ahead of me, then the light turns to yellow, so the bloody bastard slams the brakes. You don't stop an eight-ton lorry on a wet surface just like that. I just about manage, only because I know from experience what to expect when I see that sort of car: useless retards favour certain models and colours, and when driving they have got no idea.

As I'm about to shout and rant with rage, I catch a glimpse of the bus-stop to my right. There she is!! A girl of eleven or so years in the company of her mother and her little sister. I forget my anger. This one looks gorgeous! Pigtailed hair, tender, delicate, perfect face, big, blue eyes and a cute nose. Slender body, her thin legs in tight jeans, hinting at her beginning female curves. In line with her age, her latest growth spurts have slightly disarranged her proportions. I instantly like her.

She turns away from her company, apparently dismayed. By coincidence, she looks in my direction as I look her up and down yearningly. She smiles at me. Without thinking I wind down the window.

"Hey, cutie!" I laugh at her spontaneously, although I have never been a wolf-whistler. Her smile becomes broader. "Want a ride?" I ask jokingly.

Now the unbelievable becomes reality.

"Mum, I've changed my plans so see you later" I hear her say. The lights have long turned green and the cars behind me start hooting as the girl scurries around my lorry to the passenger door and climbs aboard, then slams the door shut with a grin. I gather speed. In the rear mirror I see her perplexed mother gesticulate, while the girl makes herself comfortable.

"Now you are cool as snow, no doubt!" I comment. She shrugs with no trace of embarrassment.

"I have always fancied a truck ride. What's your cargo?" she asks as she fiddles with the safety belt and drags her thighs to her breast. In the summer, she'd probably be wearing a skirt so I could see her panties now. And I'm sure that's what she's hinting to quite deliberately.

"Potatoes" I explain, "Three tons of potatoes."

She grins and goes: "I also have potatoes. Two of 'em. Not very large, though. Wanna see?"

I swallow hard, then confirm: "Would love to. May I also try them? I have to know their taste after all."

"Okay. But first you have to put sauce on 'em" she replies and cocks her head. It gets difficult for me to mind the traffic, arrested as I am by her beauty and the perkiness of her offer. My penis gets prepared for the production of sauce. She removes her scrunchy so her hair frames her beautiful face, which takes my attention away from the road even more.

"You'll also get a nice drink" she adds.

"Can't wait. Where are we going?"

"Never mind. Someplace out of town where no-one disturbs us."

We carry on from one traffic light to the next for ages, it's a pity my place isn't around here, we'll have to settle for a car-park in some forest somewhere. I have customers awaiting their delivery, but here is more important stuff to take care of. More exciting, like, that's for sure.

"What's your name?" I ask, attempting to kill the time.

"Tessa. What about yours?" Tessa lolls in her seat and rubs herself between her legs. A smell of insatiable horniness fills the cabin.

"Do you enter cars of stranger's more often?"

"Is it important to you to be the first?"

"Dunno. Don't think so. Just asking. Just so I get to know what you're about."

"A girl has to have her secrets" she replies cryptically.

At last we reach the edge of town, housing turns into forest, a blue sign announces a car park and I stop.

"In here it's too narrow", according to Tessa. "It's more convenient between your potatoes." I switch on the dim light in the cargo hold and we enter by the side door. We face each other cross-legged on top of bags of potatoes.

"So these", I pat one of the bags, "are my potatoes. What about yours?"

Without reply she takes off her jacket, sweater, T-shirt, undershirt and sports bra. She leaves me breathless. I have never seen such beauty. That might be because I like girls of this prepubescent age more than anything else, but they are hardly inclined to exhibitionism: younger children go about naked without much thought, older teenagers gather their first intimate experience, but eleven-year-olds tend to keep themselves buttoned down. Tessa, in contrast, enthusiastically shows off her breath-taking upper body.

She has these small shoulders, thin arms, slim belly with a flattish navel. She has this delicate pale skin. Above all, her blossoming breasts are indeed of the shape and size of very small potatoes. They are crowned by rosy nipples, now erect in anticipation. Tessa is absolutely marvellous! And she clearly enjoys the admiration my glowing eyes are brimming with.

"Your turn!" she reminds me. "The sauce!"

I undress. Completely. My penis is hard und pulsates nervously. It isn't very long, and from the way Tessa is checking it I can tell this is not her first close look ever at this kind of thing. She proudly presents her little breasts and I start touching them with my hands, then with my penis. Tenderly at first, then increasingly harder and faster, until I start panting and spurting and covering her immaculate skin with sperm.

While I recover my breath, Tessa leans back delightfully.

"Enjoy your meal!" she goes. I don't need a second invitation. I act like mad, slurping my very own sperm from her breasts, in fact it doesn't taste as bad as I expected, far less salty than most people describe it. I suck and nibble away at these gorgeous little tits, my hands stroke her hair, then fumble with the zipper of her jeans. She lies down and helps me undress her. I have finished cleaning her breasts, my tongue turns to her legs, legs that are unbelievably thin, incredibly long and erotic beyond description. The air is thick with cunt smell. I nibble along the wristband, then drag at her wet panties with my teeth. I peel them down to her knees. Tessa pulls them of completely and smirks while I take in her privates. Right above her bald clit, she has started growing fluffy pubic hair. Cunt juice trickles on the potatoes that I'm meant to deliver later today.

"You're thirsty, is it? Comes in handy, because I need to pee" she laughs. Without thinking I put my tongue a little way up her cunt and open my mouth wide in anticipation. Tessa spreads her flexible legs some more and lets go. I swallow and swallow eagerly, trying to savour every last drop of the golden treasure. An endless shower of that warm liquid would be fantastic, but drinking it is even better. Finally the stream runs dry. My tongue goes up and down her labia, moves into her hole, finds her clit and circles around it in ever faster motions, while Tessa starts to moan with pleasure. Face in hands she accelerates her breathing, her gasping gets louder, her body convulses and quivers and jerks, before she reaches a delightful little climax. I keep licking until she is completely relaxed. She laughs and pets my head.

I'm hard again already. "I...want to...fuck you" I stammer. By way of an answer she turns around on her belly and props herself up on knees and elbows.

"That's my favourite way, so you can also fondle my, er, potatoes." Accordingly, my right hand grabs her little tits, my left hand goes in search of her clit, while I slowly shove my dick up her tight, warm, soft, most comfortable cunt. It takes me seconds to lose control. I fuck her without constraint. My belly enjoys touching her small, sweet arse, my breast rests on her tiny back, my mouth pinches her neck. Athletically she turns her head so our lips can melt into a long, passionate kiss, then in unison we scream like hell as we hit dream-like orgasms. Then, exhausted, we rest for a while on the potatoes, fondling each other with endless tenderness.

"I have to go home, Mama is waiting." These words I dreaded. I could lie next to Tessa forever, but then this cargo hold is getting chilly. We dress and get into the cabin, I start the engine and drive off.

"Will we meet again?" I ask, more than beseechingly.