My dad was a truck driver, and mom used to send me (F) with him during the summers when I was out of school. It started as soon as I could "legally" ride with him according to company policy, which was when I was 10. As you can imagine, several weeks alone in a cramped space... after a couple years, stuff started happening..

First it was just him looking at me, which I noticed, then one time at night, I'd wake up to noises coming from the main bunk below (he had one if those trucks with the fold down bunk above). The first time I realized he was masturbating, but it wasn't like he came for me or anything. Just masturbating. I was intrigued and excited by it, and kept trying to wake up to catch him. After a week of it, I masturbated to him, and he caught me, but didn't say anything.

It then became our thing for the rest of that summer, basically just masturbating to each other. The next summer is when it started. I was 13. I was sitting in the passenger seat and he casually looked over at me and told me I could masturbate. I was nervous because we were on the highway, but since we were high up in a big truck, I didn’t think anyone could see me.

So, I slid out of my pants and undies and put my feet up on the dash. One leg lower than the other so dad could see what I was doing. It was fun rubbing my pussy knowing he was glancing away from the road just to watch me. I always get wet when I’m horny, so he got to see me dripping into the seat as I rubbed my clit and fingered myself. At that time, I really didn't know what I was doing but went by what felt good.

He reached over to touch my thigh and try to feel my pussy from his spot where he was driving. But if you know big trucks, you know the seats a little far from each other. I liked that he wanted to touch me, so I tried to help his hand.

I don’t have big boobs, but I pushed my shirt up and and pinched my nipple with my free hand so he could see them. I’ve always been shy, but he was my dad and I only ever saw him in the summers.

Of course, he got hard as hell from watching me, so I got out of my seat and knelt down in the gap between the chairs. I let him touch me as best he could, then I asked him if I could see him masturbate too. He pulled over to a shoulder on the highway and pulled it out. He mostly stroked it in front of me, but eventually I touched it, and when he came, I put my mouth around it. It was awkward, but I did my best to swallow it.

After that, we ignored the upper bunk thing and I slept with him on his bed. Mostly we just cuddled for the first week, but eventually, things led places and I think it was about a week later, when we were waiting for a load in Seattle, he pinned me to the bed and took me.

That summer, my dad and I had sex a bunch of times, usually after his 10 hours of driving. In the next few summers, he took me to all kinds of places so I could have a great view while he fucked me, and after I turned 16, he introduced me to a group of other truckers in a theater at a hole-in-the-wall truckstop in Ohio. They each used me, and I liked it. Big trucker daddy types.

Anyway, my dad got in trouble at some point because it turned out that he would make stops for underage sex alot, and I had to go to counselling, but I never told them anything. I pretended like nothing ever happened with my dad, and when I talked to him, he confessed everything to me. But he also told me that after that first time he and I were together, he stopped with the other girls. The only reason he got caught was because one of the other guys he knew got caught and rolled on the rest of them.

He died a few years later in prison, but I really miss those days.