Need a ride, habibi?
As I try to catch a ride on the side of the empty road, a semitrailer, of all things, stops just past me and honks. I go to the driver's side, while the driver lowers the window. He peers down at me and speaks with a light Arabic accent.
"Where are you going, habibi?"
The predatory look of him in his big ass truck stirs something primal in me. I explain where I am headed and add "it's a bit far away"
"Don't worry about the distance, I will take you all the way." His smile is friendly, but I can see the hunger in his eyes even through his sunglasses. He knows he's got me for a long while. "Come on habibi, when you're tired, we can take a nap in the back." He says and gestures towards the bunk in back of the cabin.
"How can I say no to that?" I say with a grin. He gestures with his head for me to come around and climb in.
Once inside, I see a bulge in his cargo pants, which he isn't bothered by. He notices my look and rubs it gently. My body reacts to the cabin and the Arab trucker rubbing his cock while looking at me like a bunch of exploding fuses. Apparently, it shows, since he grins at me saying "Habibi..."
Something about Arab men makes me horny like a devil, and that single word drives me mad with excitement. I force a slow breath and say "Maybe we should take that nap now, you shouldn't drive while tired" I wink at him. He nods and turns off the engine
We scramble to the bunk, already makingout and touching and holding each other close.