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My stop at the gas station

Part 2

Chapter 2

After hanging up with his friend and sliding his phone back into his pocket the trucker said “Now put your mouth around my cock and suck.” I did as instructed and just as I was getting my truckers cock hard again I heard the cab door opening behind me. I was still on my knees bent over the overweight truckers belly. I assumed it was the friend my new master had just called but not being able to see him and with no words exchanged my anticipation of what this new stranger would do to me was so intense I visibly trembled. As I was bobbing my head on my masters small cock the friend gently slid his hands up my shirt and explored my chest. When his hand got to my nipple his body was firmly pressed against mine. I could feel his cock getting harder within his jeans as his pinched my nipple and groped my butt with his other hand.

My cock was threatening to break out of my girly panties, throbbing in the beat of the truckers heavy breathing. Gliding his hand bank down to my waist, the friend shimmied down my tight pants to reveal my little girl undies. Soon after he slid my underwear down and let oat a short grunt. That made me so uncontrollably horny I stuck my ass into the air as much as I possibly could for him. It was his and I was his toy to take however he pleased.

I could almost feel his smile as I did this. He knew he could do whatever he wanted to me and I would obey like the sissy slut everyone in the cab knew I was. I could hear him shifting around and then I felt a cold wet tongue pressing on my butthole. I let out a sigh to show him my appreciation and he continued to lick and try to penetrate me with his tongue. After several minutes of licking my boy pussy while I was sucking his friends cock he lifted his head and asked “Have you ever been fucked before darling? You got a tight ass.” I lifted up my head and looked to my master before answering. My master gave me a nod, eager to get my mouth around his cock again. I answered truthfully, “No.”. I hadnt had a mans cock in my ass before, even though I had been dreaming of it since I was 12 when my older friend exposed what his huge post-puberty cock looked and tasted like. I received another grunt in acknowledgement and then his finger harshly violated me. 

I yelped with a mouth full of cock in response. It was the first time someone elses finger had been inside me and he took no care to get his finger wet. It hurt a little but he started to fuck me with it and I could tell it made him really happy.  My master face fucked me for another minute  and then shot his warm seed down my throat while his friend roughly fingered my ass. After I licked his cock clean I turned my head to the new stranger for the first time. Short brown hair, a full beard, and clothes that looked like they belonged to a lumberjack. He grinned at me after he pulled his finger out of my ass and examined it. To my dismay, I hadnt exactly given him a clean hole to play with. It was smeared with brown and had small lumps sticking to it. The smell filled my nose as he brought his finger to my face. I stared into his eyes for a moment, afraid and unwilling to look at what was about to be stuck into my mouth. I instinctively tried to look forward, to escape the smell and back to the familiarity of my new found masters cock. He quickly gripped my hair and pulled to give me no choice but to turn back towards him and so I obediently opened my mouth.  He forcefully pushed his finger in and I enthusiastically sucked it, realizing how bad of a slut I had just been. I wanted to be a good slut. I vowed to myself as I swallowed my own waste to never try to disobey again. I had no boundaries, no ways that I couldnt be used.

I heard him unzip his pants and start to stroke his cock next to my hole. My ass clenched instinctively as I felt his tip push just barely into my  ass. I relaxed my hole but it seemed he was only interested in depositing his cum in me because he didnt push any further. His cock pulsated over and over as he shot his hot sperm in me. I started to push up against him, eager for all of his thick warm cock. He quickly withdrew after finishing though, allowing me to only feel half of his length. “Im not gonna spoil that ass for Big Red, hed have my hide. Nah, best you head over to his rig now, if he finds out every trucker in the lot has used you before him hes gonna be pissed, and hell probably take it out on you first. Even a slut like you aint gonna like that.” The friend was nice enough to pull of my panties and pants before paying up and saying goodbye. After he left I said my goodbyes to my master and stepped out into the parking lot once again. I could feel the cum dripping out of my ass. I thought about how afterwards I would lick the dried cum from my panties. I wanted every drop of cum given to me that night. I was hungry for more. Even with my legs shaking, I strutted my ass further into the parking lot.

I wondered if I would get to be fucked by a cock that night. I thought about how scared of Big Red the other truckers were.  In the back of my mind I hoped someone would fuck me before I reached Reds truck. To want me so bad they wouldnt care about someone elses wrath, no matter how feared. I wished every trucker in the lot would fuck me. Then I would go to Big Reds truck, used and covered in cum. I would admit to having every truckers cock I could find inside my ass that night. Then he would know how much of a slut I was and he could use me appropriately.

Reds truck was still a good walk away. As I got my bearings in the parking lot I noticed I was being stared down by a couple in the rig in front of me.  The features of the male were hard to make out from outside, dark complexion, large shoulders, bald. The female was blond, looked to have large breasts, and was a little chubby. I met their stares several times as I continued walking, looking back to the ground after every eye contact to show them my submissiveness. I wanted them to know they could control me if they desired.

It worked. After just passing the rig I heard a voice say “Hey, come here for a sec.” Without making eye contact I immediately turned around and headed for the passenger side door. My cock was growing with excitement from every step.  How would they use me? Would the woman join in or did she just want to watch her boyfriend get sucked off by a crossdressing slut? Maybe she was a slut as well and we would both do our best to please him. My stomach turned with uncertainty and my heartbeat sounded like something in a Drum & Bass song. I was frightened.

Still I continued, it can take real courage to become a slut.

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