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Trucks

By: Mr James



Beth strode between the lines of trucks, her heels clicking on the tarmac. She could feel the drivers' eyes following her as she walked along the line, smelling the hot engines and the burnt diesel. She was almost at the end of the line when she saw him, smiling wickedly as he watched her parade in front of the other drivers. He waved her over and she walked up to the passenger side of his truck. Beth swung her holdall onto the seat and, as he tossed it onto the bunk behind the seats, grabbed the chrome handle and climbed up into the cab. She was acutely aware that her short skirt gave all of the other drivers an excellent view of her thighs and the scanty bit of lace that Colin, her trucker friend, had demanded that she wear. She leaned over the passenger seat, feeling her skirt ride upwards a little, displaying the sodden lace of her panties to anyone who cared to look.

As she settled herself in the passenger seat, Beth leaned over and kissed Colin fully on the lips, her mouth opening so that he could thrust his tongue deep inside. Beth rested her hand on the bulge in his trousers and felt it swell and harden under her touch. Grinning, she tugged on Colin's zip and slowly opened his flies. Reaching inside, she teased his hardening cock through the opening in the front of his pants and curled her fingers around the base of his shaft, slowly caressing him with a soft stroking motion.

Leaning further over, Beth ducked under the steering wheel, until her mouth was almost touching the tip of his swollen, erect cock. Colin could feel the heat of her breath as she breathed gently on the swollen, purple head. Beth touched the drop of pre-cum that seeped out of the slit in the end of Colin's cock with her tongue, swirling the tip over the velvety skin and spreading the sweet, clear liquid over the swollen knob. Colin groaned and lifted his hips, trying to push the rim of his cock between her plump, moist lips.

Beth lowered her head slowly, taking his cock into her warm mouth, holding him with her lips as she swirled her tongue over the head and around the shaft. She lowered her head further, lifting her bottom as she rocked forwards. Beth felt a cool rush of air on the cheeks of her bottom as Colin lifted her skirt, displaying her tight bottom, neatly bisected by the thing scrap of cotton in the cleft of her buttocks. Beth just lowered her head further, taking his cock right to the back of her throat, not caring that her lover was displaying her bottom as though it were a trophy

Colin slid his fingers under the back of her sopping wet panties and ran them down the crack of her bottom, towards the smooth skin around her arsehole. Slowly he pulled the wet material down her thighs to leave her bottom totally exposed. Colin rested his fingertips on the hard, black rubber disc that was the end of the plug Beth had pushed into her bottom, as soon as she had woken up. Colin did not know that Beth had 'met' a lover over the internet and he had listened to her moaning in a mixture of pain and delight as she inserted the hard rubber plug that morning. It was his idea that she buy the plug and the descriptions of how he was going to stretch her before he took her slowly in her virgin arse had made her so aroused that she had to relieve her frustrations.

Then she had discovered Colin and had surrendered to him, behaving like some cock-starved slut. Now she was going to travel with him for a whole week and she meant to make sure that she started as she intended to carry on. Bending to her task, Beth swallowed the tip of Colin's cock, taking him right to the back of her throat as he pressed the base of the plug in her arse, moving it slowly and gently in the dark passage of her rectum. Beth moaned around his cock, the sound muffled by the mouthful of his hard shaft. Colin slid his hand around the cheek of her arse and stroked his fingertips along the slit of her shaven pussy. She sucked him harder, as two of his fingers slid easily and noisily inside her digging deeply into her wetness. His thumb found the hard pearl of her clit and he brushed the tip with his nail, making her yelp like a spanked puppy. Beth could feel the creamy juice gushing over her thighs as he worked his fingers in and out of her dripping pussy.

Beth could feel the heat of Colin's cock in her mouth and taste the salty sweetness of his pre-cum on her tongue. She moaned deep in the back of her throat as his fingers found the plug between her buttocks. Curling his fingers around the base, Colin slowly drew the plug out of her arse, watching her anus stretch as he pulled it gradually out of the tight hole. Beth moaned as she felt her anus stretching and then tightening again as she tried to expel the hard rubber plug. The plug slipped out of her arse with a loud plop and Beth plunged her head down onto the shaft of Colin's hard cock as he slowly pushed the ball of his thumb into her aching bottom. 

Pulling his thumb out of Beth's arse, Colin made her sit up, her lipstick smeared across her face. Turning her to face him, Colin made her straddle his lap and then reached down and guided the tip of his cock along the dripping lips of her pussy until it nestled against her anus. Beth lowered herself very slowly, feeling the slippery knob pressing into the ring of her arsehole. She opened her mouth to cry out and Colin reached over to pluck her wet panties from the passenger seat and stuff them into her mouth. Beth's legs were trembling as she tried to control the speed with which she was lowering herself onto his cock, but they had gone weak. When he pulled down on her hips, thrusting upwards at the same time, she could do nothing to stop the head of his cock forcing its way into her back door. Beth arched her back and tried to scream, the sounds muffled by the wad of cum soaked material in her mouth and her movement only opening her arse for his cock to slide deeper inside her and fill her.

Colin reached up and, instead of unfastening the buttons, ripped her blouse open to reveal the lace bra that held her breasts as though on a shelf for him to pluck. Pulling the lace down at the front, Colin freed her swollen, taut, globes and pinched her nipples, hard enough to bring tears to her eyes and another gush of cum to her pussy. His hands felt hot against her skin as he slid them down on her hips, gripping her firmly and lifting her a little, so that she could feel the head of his cock move in her bowel. He held her for a moment and then pulled her back onto his lap, driving the swollen knob of his cock deep into her anus.

Bet grunted like an animal as she felt his cock pushed deep into her virgin bottom. She flexed her leg feet flat on the floor, as Colin pumped her up and down on the hard rod of his swollen cock. A bead of sweat formed at the base of her throat and began to trickle down the deep valley between her breasts. Colin leaned forward and ran his tongue over her skin, tasting the spicy saltiness of her sweat. The cab was filled with the smell of Beth's pussy and her grunts seemed to echo from the glass. The steering wheel pressed against the small of her back, keeping her back door perfectly aligned to take Colin's thick cock.

She felt him swell inside her and he groaned as he pulled her even more tightly against his hard cock and tight balls. The jerking inside her intensified and she sobbed as she felt the thick gooey ropes of his cum explode into her belly, filling her to overflowing. She could feel the slime oozing out of her arsehole and between her buttocks, smearing over his cock and balls. Carefully she lifted herself off his still-firm cock, feeling the plop as the swollen knob slid out of her tender arsehole. Shuffling back to the passenger seat, she placed her hands on Colin's shoulders and looked into his eyes.

"Now we have to see about getting you cleaned up." she whispered, grinning wickedly.

Bending over, Beth lowered her head onto Colin's cock and began lapping at the slime covering the head. She could taste the salty sweetness of his cum and a subtle underlying bitterness from the streaks of her own filth that were mingled with it. She opened her mouth wide and slipped his knob into her mouth, sealing her lips behind the sensitive rim. Colin groaned quietly as Beth ran her tongue over the head of his cock, deftly collecting every last drop of cum and gathering it on her tongue. Colin's fingers fount the curve of her buttocks and he used his fingertips to ease them apart, so that he could explore her still tight anus. Beth whimpered as Colin thrust two fingers into the dark opening and twisted his hand, so that he could pierce her more deeply. She slid her mouth to the base of his cock, gulping his knob into her throat and then swallowing slowly, so that he could feel the ripple as her muscles gripped and caressed him.

Colin's cock swelled, filling her mouth and throat, and then jerked, spraying a few drops of his cum. Beth carried on swallowing, gulping his cum and the filth from her arse. Colin could feel her tongue and lips on his shaft and the contractions of her throat, on his knob, as she swallowed his cum.

At last, Beth released his cock, glistening from her long and gentle blow job. Every scrap of the mess that was smeared over his shaft was cleaned away and his cock had softened to the point where she could tuck it away again. She sat up and wiped the remnants of her lipstick from around her mouth and fastened her seat belt as Colin started the big diesel and slowly pulled the truck out of the line and onto the road. Beth smiled and gave a cheeky little wave to the other drivers as she fidgeted a little to ease the pressure on her aching bottom. She was sure that her week was going to be very entertaining.

Truckstop



Thanks to my friend xenofile for helping to write this one.

*

They finally met for dinner in a town about twenty-five miles from her home, after months of frenzied texting. He was a truck driver who seemed to head through her neck of the woods at least once a month, and had begged to meet her every time. She was married but unhappy, her husband an indifferent lover and not particularly attentive outside the bedroom either.

At first their conversation over dinner was incredibly awkward. They had originally met in an online gaming environment, so they talked about that for a while. He tried hard to charm her, help her get over her obvious nervousness. They ate, and had a few beers. He had asked her to meet him in a diner near a truck stop off the highway, nothing fancy, although he would have taken her to the most expensive place around if he had the money for it. The beers helped them both relax.

"I just can't believe I finally convinced you to meet with me," he said quietly, gazing at her across the table. "I'm sorry it took separating from your husband to make it happen, though."

"Yeah, well, you know how long that's been coming. I just can't deal with him any more."

"Well I hope you don't think I'm a total jerk for being glad," he said with a rueful laugh, stroking his soft brown goatee thoughtfully.

She smiled back at him, her blue-gray eyes sparkling. "No, you're not a jerk. You tried hard to tempt me all this time, but I know you are really a good person at heart."

She could feel the beers having their effect, just a little buzz taking the edge off the strangeness of being on a date for the first time in almost twenty years. She had sipped the second one slowly, not wanting to get out of control in a situation like this. She watched him surreptitiously, noticing his engaging smile. He snuck glances at her as well, her dimples and long brown hair attracting him all the more now that he could see them in the flesh.

When the meal was done, he paid the bill and then asked if she wanted to come see his truck. As they walked toward where the truck was parked, he took her hand. It felt so strange, another man's hand in hers . . . but it felt good. She felt free, independent, desirable for the first time in a very long time.

As they approached his truck, she blushed, remembering how often they had texted each other about the naughty things they wanted to do in there. Their favorite story had her tied up, naked, in the bunk while he drove, forced to wait for him to come to the next stop where he would finally come back there and make her beg for it. Her husband had never been interested in power games, but in the last six months before their separation, she had discovered how hot she got when imagining being dominated, just a little bit.

As she admired the truck, he admired her, watched her body move and her hair catch the light. He had wanted her for so long, he had gotten hard sitting right there at the table watching her talk and eat, and again holding her hand afterwards. She asked him questions about the truck, oblivious to the bulge in his pants and the desire in his eyes.

With each question and answer he took a step nearer, until he was standing right behind her. She whirled around and gasped as he took the last step, pressing up against her and pinning her hands above her head against the truck.

"What are you doing?" she said in shock. He had always been rather forceful in their texts, but in that moment she hadn't expected it. He had been such a gentleman the whole evening until then.

Instead of answering her, he leaned down and kissed her hard, pinning her against the side of his truck. His tongue forced its way between her lips, slipping into her mouth. She had no choice but to kiss him back, submitting to his powerful body and the intoxicating taste of his mouth.

After long moments of tongues and lips and teeth, he pulled away and looked into her eyes, still pressing against her. She shook her head back and forth, "No, someone will see us here, what are you doing?"

Taking one of his hands away from hers, he gently turned her face to the side, kissing her cheek, her ear, her neck, whispering, "Relax . . . enjoy . . . you know you want this." He softly nibbled on her neck, biting harder as his mouth traveled down to the base of her neck, taking the flesh above her collarbone in his teeth and growling low in his throat.

She could feel her nipples harden until they hurt, an ache growing between her thighs despite her terror at being seen by strangers. Still holding her hands over her head, he slid his free hand up under her blouse, cupping her breast, wrapping his hand around it until her nipple was between thumb and forefinger. Squeezing, twisting, twirling it softly at first, then more firmly, he bit and licked at the skin above the collar of her blouse, listening to her moan softly in his ear. He pressed his erection against her, wanting to strip her naked there and then.

"What if someone sees us?" she gasped as pleasure shot through her at his touch.

"Then let's give them something to watch," he replied, sliding his hand down her body, lifting her skirt. She squirmed as his hand went between her thighs, rubbing against the smooth cloth of her panties. She tried to push his hand away, but too late, he felt how wet she was. "Mmmm baby you want it bad, don't you?"

Despite the blood pounding in her ears and her gasps as he rubbed her panties, she heard footsteps approaching the opening between the two trucks. As she tensed up, he responded by letting her hands free, lifting her blouse, and wrapping his lips around her nipple, flicking with his tongue. He slipped his hand inside her panties, moving a finger against her clit, parting her lips with another and slipping inside her.

"No...no..." she whispered, but her body betrayed her words as she pushed against his fingers and arched her back as he sucked her nipple. She could hear the footsteps getting closer as she got wetter, his fingers going deeper inside her. 

She glanced over toward the sound of the footsteps and saw a man in the shadows walking by. She thought he would pass without noticing them, but just at that moment she felt her lover's teeth close over her nipple and she let out a loud moan, forgetting anything else but the feeling of his mouth and hands on her, and how close she was to cumming right there between the two trucks. Her eyes almost closing, she saw the shadowy figure stop and look between the two parked trucks.

Glancing over and seeing the man watching, her lover whispered in her ear, "Even better." Leaving her to stand weak-kneed and breathing raggedly, he yanked her panties down her legs and threw them to the ground, and unzipped his pants, freeing his aching cock. 

As he lifted her up, she wrapped her legs around him without thinking, leaning back against the trailer as he thrust deep into her. Somewhere inside her head, her mind was still yelling NO at the thought of some random person watching them fucking, but her body had taken over control, and all it wanted was more of his cock even as the smacking sounds get louder and more embarrassing.

"Do you see what he's doing, baby? You're so hot he can't help himself," he whispered in her ear, his hands gripping her ass as he thrust into her. She rolled her head to the side, seeing the strange man about halfway down the length of the trailer in the darkness, his cock in his hands, greedily jerking off to the sight of their wild mating. 

The idea of being watched, of someone jerking off while watching them, sent her over the edge. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders as she came, came hard while he fucked her, squeezing his cock inside her and moaning "Oh God oh God oh God" until she was speechless with pleasure. 

He continued pounding his cock into her, even hotter and wetter inside after her orgasm. "You like that, baby? You like being watched like a slut, don't you. . . . Maybe next time I should invite him to join us and you can be a slut for us both." 

His voice trailed off as he felt his balls tighten, his orgasm taking over. He thrust into her as hard as he could as he came, slamming her against the side of the truck. Dimly he heard the strange man muttering "Oh yeah, yeah!" as the man came a moment later.

She could feel his heart pounding, his fast breathing as she clung to him for dear life. Never had she done something so bad, so public, so amazingly arousing. Coming back to earth, she whispered, "Is he gone yet?"

"Yeah baby, he's gone," he panted in her ear. "Want to see the inside of the truck now?"

She could feel his grin against her neck, and answered with her own grin, "Oh yes, please. Any chance anyone can see us in there through the windows?"



TruckStop!



As the family wagon pulled into a small truck stop in the middle of nowhere, Jack's father turned to him and his mother.

"Who else is hungry? "

They had been driving across state to visit family and were now heading back home again. The problem is that it's a long drive and Jacks iPod ran out of battery a long time ago. Since then all he has had to entertain himself was his imagination, and like every other teenage boy, his couldn't help but fantasies about things of an x-rated nature. All this had gotten him rather hot and horny so as his parents headed into the small cafeteria attached to the gas station he told them he was feeling a little car sick and needed to go to the toilet for a while.

"Okay Jack" said his mother. "We'll be inside having lunch, take your time darling. But make sure you have something to eat okay?" 

"Okay" muttered Jack as he headed off in the direction of the arrow marked 'Toilets'.

He walked around the corner of the small service building close to where some other cars and trucks were parked, and headed away from the main road. The toilets seemed like they where pretty far away but that was okay with Jack, he would need some privacy. Around the back of the building stood a small wooden hut with two toilet stalls inside, Jack thought it didn't look much like a public toilet but he was in too much of a hurry to care. He entered the small hut and closed the door, unfortunately it didn't have a lock so he moved past the sinks and into one of the stalls. This door had a rusty old lock that looked pretty flimsy, but the other stall was not an option, it was just too filthy, so Jack closed the stall door and sat down.

He pulled his jeans down to his knees and removed his hardening cock from his tight underwear. He was young but handsome. 19 years old, Jack was slim and rather muscular thanks to athletics at his high school; he had dark blonde hair and brown eyes and was covered head to toe in a nice tan. He began to rub his cock which grew even harder in his hand, at its full length it was about 6 and a half inches but looked large as Jack shaved and waxed most of his body as it made certain sports easier. All of the fantasies from the car trip rushed through his mind and he felt his orgasm building up. He noticed the graffiti on the back of the door, there where some stupid tags but front and centre was a drawing of a large cock dripping with cum. Strangely this aroused Jack who was straight but he put it out of his mind to focus on the task at hand. 

He was jerking his cock nice and hard when Jack heard footsteps outside the toilet and froze, worrying that it might be his parents or that he might have been moaning loudly, he sat in complete silence. The door of the bathroom opened and jack heard someone enter, he listened as they walked slowly across the dirty tiled floor and stopped outside the stall he was sitting in. then, without warning the lock snapped off and the door flew open to reveal a large trucker standing there with his grubby hand holding the handle. He was big, he took up the entire door frame with his size, he was hairy too, beard stubble covered his dark rugged face and thick black hair ran down his exposed forearms. He wore a red checked long sleeved shirt that was rolled up to his elbows, black jeans, workers boots and a cap which covered more dark hair. 

Tall and bulky, the trucker looked down at Jack, who was almost half his size. Jack tried to cover himself up but he was frozen with shock and fear.

"Heh heh!" the huge stranger laughed in a deep and menacing voice. "Listen up whore! I'm gonna fuck you hard and rough and you're gonna like it! No one can hear you scream back here so don't even try it! And if you don't do exactly as I say, I will pound the shit out of ya. Then I'll go and pound your mom and your dad too! You got that?!"

Jack sat there stunned. This guy was definitely not joking and Jack knew he had no chance against this guy, he was just too big and strong.

"Do ya hear me cock-slut?!!!" The trucker yelled as he moved forward and grabbed Jack by the back of the head. 

"Yessssss!" Jack squealed back as his head was jerked down by the truckers' huge hands. The stranger stank of dirt, sweat and beer, Jack saw how dirty and grimy the guy was and felt the strength of his arms. 

"Good!" said the trucker as he leant down to come face to face with his prey. "Now do as you're told and you will be fine! But if you don't act like you're enjoying it, then I'm gonna get rougher and a whole lot meaner! Understand?!!!"

"Yessss!" Jack groaned under the weight of his attacker strength. He knew that to disagree would mean that the trucker would beat the shit out of him and his family and he also knew there was no way to escape. It seemed hopeless, he was fucked either way. So he made a decision there and then. Jack decided to act like a female pornstar, he was going to do everything that he saw them do in porno's because if he did what the trucker wanted then it would all be over a lot quicker. If his parents came looking for him, then they where all in trouble. So it had to be quick.

With that, the huge, dirty trucker lifted Jack up and grabbing a fistful of his shirt, tore it off over his head. He then pushed Jack back onto the toilet seat and lifted his legs to pull his shoes and socks off, before stripping Jack of his pants and underwear leaving him completely naked. He then threw Jacks the shoes and clothes out through an open window high above the toilet. Trembling, Jack tried to compose himself and act like the 'slut' this guy wanted.

The trucker blocked jack into the stall and kept him sitting on the toilet as he undid his own fly and pulled out a big dirty looking cock. It was not fully erect but still nearly twice as big as Jacks. The trucker thrust it into Jacks face and swallowing hard, Jack took it. He took hold of the thick, dirty cock and began to rub it, feeling it grow in his hands. When it became hard it stood at nearly 14 inches long and 4 inches thick. It was a monster, bigger than anything jack had ever seen, even in porn. 

"Now suck it bitch!" commanded the huge trucker.

Placing his hands on the truckers' hips, Jack licked his lips and opened his mouth. The giant cock wobbled just in front of his face. It was long, thick and dirty, much like the trucker himself, his cock reeked of sweat, dirt and cum. Jack leaned forward on the toilet seat, trying to get the end of the truckers' giant meat in his mouth as it swayed in front of his face.

Mouth open and tongue out, Jack seemed ready as the trucker thrust his massive rod into his warm wet mouth. His fat snake was so big that it stretched Jacks lips and cheeks wide until spit and pre-cum began to run down his chin and naked body. He nearly gagged at the feeling and taste of this stranger's dirty fat cock in his mouth, but knowing the consequences of not doing what he was told, he began to suck the cock, moving his head back and forth along the truckers hard shaft. He was completely vulnerable and at the mercy of the strong, dark truckers sadistic desires.

"That's it, oh yeah! Good little whore!" moaned the trucker as he watched the young kid suck his fat cock.

"I haven't cum in weeks! I need this badly, so you better make me cum!"

As he sucked the thick man meat in and out of his mouth, Jack took his hands off of the truckers' hips and grasped the shaft of his cock. He then jerked the huge snake as he sucked and licked its head. He looked up at the trucker and licked his cock head gently, before taking it back into his mouth again. Jacks other hand found the truckers' balls which felt huge even compared to his cock. Its was obvious that what he had said about not having cum in a while was true, so lifting up his massive cock, Jack took one of the truckers' dirty, hairy balls into his mouth and sucked it softly before doing the same to he next one. Just like the massive cock, Jack had trouble fitting the balls in his mouth but he knew that the quicker he could make the trucker cum, the sooner it would all be over. He then licked the truckers' cock, all the way up the shaft from his balls to his head before sucking the end of his giant prick back into his mouth.

Jack was astonished at how easily it all came to him. Maybe it was due to the fact that he was incredibly horny before this all happened or the fact that it was so naughty and so wrong that Jack was even more turned on at being dominated so roughly. But sucking a big fat cock didn't bother him as much as he thought it would, he knew he wasn't gay, but there was still something about it that mage his heart beat faster.

The trucker groaned in pleasure and relief before grabbing Jack roughly and turning him around, where he placed him on his knees facing the toilet. He then lifted the toilet seat up and pushed Jack forward until his head and neck squeezed through the hole in the seat. Jacks' head was stuck through the seat which now rested on his shoulders with the trucker holding the seat above his head and pushing it closed again. This move forced Jacks' head down into the toilet bowl and moved his ass up into the air. Jacks realised what the trucker was about to do, but was powerless to stop him, especially now that he was trapped with his face in the toilet bowl just above the water.

The trucker pulled his own shirt over his head and kicked his pants and boxers off. He was now naked except for his big workers boots and baseball cap. He then knelt down behind Jack, his huge frame hulking over the trapped young man.

"Hold steady you little bitch! This will hurt a whole lot more if your squirmin' around!" the trucker said as he lined himself up behind Jack and grabbing his victims hips he aimed his spit covered cock directly at Jacks bare ass. Then he spat on jacks exposed asshole and gripping him tightly, the trucker pushed his monster cock slowly into Jacks ass.

The pressure on Jacks ass was very powerful until the big, fat cock of the mysterious trucker popped passed his butt hole and pushed deep into his bowels.

Jack screamed into the toilet bowl as he felt the truckers massive, rock hard pole drive deep into his ass, it stretched him wide but luckily it didn't rip his anus. His screams where muffled by the toilet bowl and the water, but it didn't matter anyway, the trucker was right when he said no one would hear him scream back here. 

The trucker then began to slide his fat greasy cock in and out of Jacks tight ass, thrusting into him hard until finally all 14 inches of his massive tool where deep inside Jacks rectum, stretching him to the max. As the trucker pumped harder and faster into his butt, Jack was pushed harder into the toilet bowl, its putrid smell unable to take Jacks mind of the rough treatment of his ass.

Jack was being completely manhandled, as the trucker, fucked his tight ass hard and pounded him into the dirty toilet bowl. After a few minutes of having his butt hole reamed by a giant trucker, Jack found the sensation to be slightly better, the pain had left as he began to loosen up and now it was just sex. Hard, dirty, violent sex!

The trucker then pulled out of Jacks ass and pushed the toilet seat back over his head before picking him up and pushing him against the wall. Holding him by his ass, the trucker lifted jack up the wall so that his legs where spread out to the side and his ass hole sat tantalizingly close, just above to the truckers juiced up cock. He then lowered Jack down onto his hard pole letting it slowly push up into Jacks' flexed butt hole. Jack grimaced as he felt the massive man meat push up into his ass. He was helpless in the truckers' strong grip, and found himself a more turned on by it. Strangely, he liked being dominated like this. The trucker began to fuck up into Jacks stomach, pounding his ass raw as he held him there, pinned against the wall. 

"Oh oh oh oh!" Jack began to gasp as he was lifted up and down on the monster cock of the dirty trucker. 

"You like that don't ya? You fucking whore! You like daddy fucking your asshole?"

There was no denying it now; jack was really aroused by the whole situation. This combined with the extreme pressure on his prostate lead to something Jack never expected. His legs shook in the truckers arms and he arched his back against the wall as his limp cock began spurting a hot load of cum all over itself.

"Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh!!" he moaned as he orgasmed. 

"That's right you fuck-toy! I told you that you would like it! You God damn slut!"

Jacks orgasm seemed to turn the trucker on too. He pulled out of Jacks' ass and pushed him down onto the ground where he put Jack over the toilet facing upwards and once again pulled the seat down over his head. Jack was now stuck sitting on the ground leaning back with his face looking up through the toilet seat. The trucker then squatted over him and stuffed his thick, dirty cock back into Jacks mouth. 

"That's it you fucking cum-slut! Clean that mess off my cock! Yes! You like that don't ya!"

Jack choked and gagged on the filthy monster cock that had just been deep in his own ass. The trucker fucked down into Jacks mouth, forcing his hard cock down his throat, as Jack spluttered all over the truckers huge balls. He was being face fucked and there was nothing he could do about it. Then the trucker grunted hard as he came, shooting his steaming, massive load of cum hard into Jacks unsuspecting mouth, right down his throat. There was so much cum that it spurted out of Jacks mouth, squirting out the sides around the truckers cock spilling down Jacks chin onto his chest. The trucker then pulled out of Jacks' mouth still cumming like a fountain, and began to spray jizz all over Jacks body.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggghhhhh!!!!!!!! FUCK!! YES!!!" the trucker shouted, wringing the last few spurts of cum from his swollen balls.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh yes!"

His head no free of the toilet seat, Jack began coughed and spluttered, spitting up cum and trying to wipe it from his eyes. He was drenched it hot man spunk, it was in his hair, his eyes, his nose, it dripped from his mouth and ran down his naked body. The trucker stepped forward again, still groaning, and began to slap the half blinded Jack in the face with his deflating cock.

"Open up whore! Drink the rest of the cum from my cock!"

Jack sucked the truckers softening cock back into his mouth and licked the cum from it, slurping the last remaining drops from deep within his balls. The trucker moved away, getting dressed while Jack struggled with the pool of cum he had been drowned in. as he finished wiping jizz from his eyes, Jack looked up to see the now fully dressed doing up his fly before walking back over to the toilet stall. He looked down at Jack, at what he had done to him, and laughed.

"Ahhh...I told ya you would like it! I knew you where are filthy little cum-slut just begging fucked hard the moment I saw you get outta the car with your parents! Now run along whore! Go and tell ya folks what a dirty little cock-whore you are!"

Jack heard the trucker laughing to himself as he left the toilet, leaving Jack drenched in a pool of hot cum, struggling to catch his breath. His ass and throat hurt. His whole body ached. With no clothes and no way to properly wash all of the thick white cum from his sweaty naked body, Jack wondered how he was going to get back to his parents, and what he would say to them, when they came looking for him.  



Truckstop Gangbanged



***Author's Note: I put this under non-consent for obvious reasons upon reading, but it would likely be equally comfortable in the area of 'Gay' so if this is a topic that discomforts you please don't bother reading further.

***Editing thanks to 'Ember' & 'AnnaFaye'

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I had just completed my summer, mid-west country fairs sales run. I work for a company based out of Scranton, PA that primarily markets agricultural products. My company sells combine blades, chutes, lubricants, tires, basically everything for tractors except the tractors themselves. We have even started selling mp3 player adapters.

I love the country fair run. Every town has one or two impressionable young farm girls that go doe-eyed for stories of the 'big city' and big city living, and are eager to "tumble in the hay" for a chance to be taken out of their go-no-where lives in go-no-where towns where they know they are destined to marry their high school boyfriend with the body and brains of an ox.

Sure it was taking a bit of an advantage, but they were over eighteen and should know what they are getting into by now. And what my wife at home didn't know wouldn't hurt her. I mean, otherwise I'd be 2 months on the road with no release but my own hand, and then I wouldn't be able to concentrate on my job.

I was on my way back home, driving. I have a very strong fear of flying so every year I drive out back. When I'm on a long drive I let my mind wander, and when it wanders it usually settles onto sex. In particular I was thinking of an especially buxom and eager blonde in the last town of the circuit, in middle Minnesota. I couldn't remember her name, but that didn't really matter. Her tits had been fantastic, and her ass, another world unto itself.

She'd let me fuck her in virtually every way imaginable. She'd started off by secreting herself in my sales tent, and while I'd been giving a sales demo, she'd been under the table sucking my dick. It had been a distraction, but the sheer taboo of getting a BJ while standing in front of twenty unknowing farmers, one of whom had most certainly been the girl's father, had gotten me shooting my load into her hungrily sucking mouth in only minutes.

Later after fucking her pussy until shooting my load deep into her, I'd pulled out and shoved my still hard dick into her fuckable ass. She'd screamed a little at first, but like a good little girl she took my cock deep. I fucked her ass until my dick was about to fall off before I slammed deep into her shooting her bowels full of my cum. Afterwards she laid on the floor of my hotel room panting, cum dripping from both of her holes, and a sparkle of tears to her eyes, but she smiled when I said I wouldn't leave in the morning without her.

That was this morning, and of course by the time she arrived at my hotel room I was probably 30 or 40 miles gone and pulling further away by the minute with a smile on my face, and a spank bank full of images of her taking my cock.

Typical of a long drive, my mind wandered onto thoughts of a sexual nature, and before long I was sitting with a massive hard-on straining to get out of my pants. Absenty I rubbed at it, getting myself more excited, but I didn't want to go to the conclusion; I didn't really care for a mess in my pants. Playing with myself though, does provide a good distraction from the tedium of a long drive and I kept my mind on the images of little submissive farm girls on my cock, and continued to rub and stroke my meat through my pants. Of course there is only so long a guy can do this before he really does need to achieve release, so I started to look out for any place I could use a restroom for just that thing.

Another couple miles ahead I could see a truckstop. I pulled in there, re-arranged my stiffness so it wasn't quite so apparent, and made my way inside. There were several people stopped here, picking up snacks, making use of the facilities, and I walked around a bit before I got near the driver's area. I slipped over to where their bathroom was, it had 2 stalls, and a couple urinals. I went to the farthest stall, closed the door, and dropped my pants.

I'd lost a bit of wood while walking through the convenience aisles, so I closed my eyes and brought back thoughts of my lil' farm slut. I hadn't even heard anyone else come into the bathroom until I heard a 'pssst' sound from my right.

My eyes flew open as I looked over my dick still in my hand; I saw a hole in the wall of the stall with a tongue poking through it. I was a bit dumbfounded. I'd heard of glory holes in bathrooms before, but never actually seen one.

"C'mon pal, I'll suck ya real good." A voice said from the other side.

I thought about it, and figured, 'what the hell?' I moved over, and stuck my dick through the hole. I didn't even consider the possibility of anything going wrong, just the thought of a blowjob, no matter the source seemed better than my own hands. 

I was immediately rewarded for my bravery, as the mouth sucked my entire length in, in an instant. I was very soon the recipient of one of the best blowjobs of my life. This guy really knew how to suck cock!

I was so into it, pressing myself against the stall wall to get as much of my dick into that mouth as possible. I didn't hear or see anything until I felt a large body press into me; pinning me to the wall. Simultaneously the warm welcoming mouth turned toothy, silently threatening damage to my most tender region.

"What the fuck?" I said angrily.

"You're the fuck." The voice said in my ear, and I then realized I could feel a hard dick resting between my butt cheeks.

"Get off of me, I'm not gay." I protested.

"You could have fooled me. Here you are getting a blow job in a men's bathroom from a guy, and looky here!" The guy said. He held one hand against me as he bent down to pick something up.

"Seems you've come prepared for a 'plowing'!" The man said with a laugh, showing me what he'd picked-up.

It was a sample package of the agricultural lube my company sells. The sample must have fallen out my pocket.

He ripped the package open and I could feel him squirt it into my crack.

"Knock it off, or I'll yell for help." I began to sweat.

"I suggest you keep quiet or you'll have another 5 guys in here to help open your ass some more." The man said. I felt him rubbing his cock against my ass crack, getting it more and more coated in the lube with every stroke.

I tried to struggle free, but he was considerably bigger and stronger than me, and the teeth on my dick kept me from being willing to try anything too drastic. I couldn't believe this was happenning to me!

I felt his dick line up with my anus, and then he was pushing forward.

"No, don't!" I pleaded.

"Relax, or it's gonna hurt even more." The voice recommended.

I didn't have the chance to really process that before I felt the head of the man's dick pop into my ass.

"Fuck!" I said loudly, "get off asshole!"

"God you're tight, like a little virgin bitch!" The man said, as he rocked his cock back and forth, inching it deeper with every stroke into my unwilling ass.

"I said, get the fuck off'!" I repeated.

"Oh I plan on it." The voice said as he continued to work his meat into me.

I felt torn, like my ass was being ripped in half. I wondered how this could be happenning to me as I was pressed into the stall wall, and my ass continued to be filled with another man's hard cock.

After what felt like an eternity I felt his pubic hair pressing into my ass cheeks and his balls resting against me. As he pulled out I felt as if I was being pulled inside out, and then he was pushing back into me, sinking himself deep into my ass until his cock hit a sensative spot that made my cock jump. I felt my ass spasm, as I grunted surprised.

"There you go bitch." The man said as he pulled back to push forward again, and once again my cock jumped.

The mouth on my dick resumed being friendly, and I could feel my cock re-hardenning and I closed my eyes to try and resist the urge to give in to what was becoming a mounting pleasure.

Slowly the cock in my ass began to increase pace, and everytime it plowed in, it kept hitting my prostate. Combined with the expertise of the mouth on my cock, I was losing the battle with myself, and my will to resist quickly eroded. I began to moan softly at first, but then as I found myself pushing back into the thrusts, I began to moan louder.

The man behind me released my hands and grabbed my hips tight, and began to really fuck me with his thick pole, and despite myself, I loved it.

I was moaning and groaning like one of my little farm girl treats and I was both excited and ashamed simultaneously. My embarassment grew as I heard the man behind me begin to moan. I felt his cock swell, and then he slammed his dick deep into my ass and he was shooting his load into me. That brought my orgasm tearing out of me and I literally screamed with release as I came with a cock still buried in my ass.

I was still catching my breath as the cock was pulled free of my ass, and the mouth released my dick with a final lick. I nearly collapsed to the floor. The man left with a laugh as he zipped up his pants. 

"You're not a bad piece of ass, bitch." He said.

'Thank god that's over' I thought to myself as I bent down to pull up my pants. But a new set of hands grabbed my hips, and a new dick was slammed into my already loosened and lubed ass. This new dick slid in easily, my ass not even offering a momentary resistance.

"No," I started.

"Shut-up bitch, I'm just giving you more of what you love." A voice whispered in my ear.

He slipped his dick in and out my ass a couple of quick strokes, and then he pulled his dick free, and shot his load out onto my ass.

Part of me was thankful he was so quick, but another was disappointed. I heard him leave, and before I had a chance to even move, a new set of hands grabbed my hips, and slammed a new dick into my ass.

Fuck, that dick was bigger than the other two and I felt torn again. I screamed in pain and shock.

"Yeah bitch! You like that?" the brute asked, with a laugh.

His large hands tightened their grip on my hips, lifted me and turned us. He sat on the toilet, and pulled me down hard onto his cock, ramming his thick tool even deeper into my ass. The head of his dick slammed into that sensitve spot in my ass and in a combination of pain and pleasure, I screamed.

My ass clenched tight on his member, and my own dick leaped and twitched with excitement as it began to shoot cum onto the floor. My legs felt like they were made of rubber, and I was glad I wasn't standing, or I certainly would have collapsed.

As it was I was little more than a limp rag doll as the man lifted my ass up and down on his cock, everytime he hit bottom my cock would jump again, and leak a little more cum, and I'd moan weakly.

Suddenly someone was grabing my hair, and pulling my face to another cock. I tried to say 'no', but as I opened my mouth to speak he shoved his dick in, forcing it to the back of my throat effectively ending any vocal protest.

This guy fucked my face for two strokes before he slapped my face hard bringing tears to my eyes.

"Suck it bitch!" he said.

Weakly I complied; sucking on his cock as he continued to thrust it between my lips, the head hitting the back of my throat repeatedly.

It wasn't very long at all before I felt the member in my mouth swell, and then it began shooting cum down my throat. As he withdrew he unceremoniously wiped his dick on my face, smearing the remaining droplets of cum on my cheeks and nose, before tucking himself back in his pants and leaving.

Another guy approached and without a word held his dick out to me, and resigned, I took him between my lips as well.

The cock in my ass was still hard at work pumping away, this guy had surprising stamina and he was putting it to use with his cock. I felt near collapse and he was steadily working his tool in and out of my ass by lifting and lowering my entire body.

The man in my mouth began to grunt, and he pulled his dick free of my lips to shoot his load onto my face, hitting me in the nose and forehead. As he walked away, yet another man approached.

As I took the third cock in my mouth, I noticed the man behind me grunting more enthusiastically. He reached around and grabbed my still semi-hard dick and I moaned as he gripped it hard and began to jerk it off.

I once again began to go wild as my dick stiffened back up. I began to rock my hips on his lap, fucking myself on his cock and as I felt his dick swell I moaned, shooting cum again as I felt my ass filled with hot man seed. I barely even noticed as the cock in my mouth shot another load of cum down my throat.

"Not bad bitch." The man fucking my ass said as he lifted me off his cock, and walked away.

I was collapsed over the toilet and didn't really notice as yet another cock was rammed into my ass.

From that point onward everything was a blur. I'm not really sure how many dicks were shoved into my ass, or my mouth or how many times I came.

It was after dark when I came back to myself, lying alone on the bathroom floor cover in cum and sweat. My clothes piled up in the corner of the stall, my face, lips, throat, ass, and dick all sore.

I gathered my belongings, pulled my ruined clothes on as best I could, and stumbled to my car. I checked into the nearest hotel and slept until the next afternoon.



Truckstop Nuns



Don't read this story if you are offended by non-consensual sex, religious themes and violence. It is a work of adult fantasy, I do not condone the described behavior in real life. -Ax 

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"Hey there sexy sisters! What will it take to make you break your vows?" called out the young black man.

The two young nuns ignored him as they walked by the cheap hotel room. His friend, who was sitting on the car out the front chimed in, "Come on baby, you didn't need to become a nun, I'll take you to heaven!"

They continued to walk by, "Frigid penguin Bitches!" they heard one of the young men call out behind them.

One of the nuns was blushing, her pretty, rosy face framed in the white wimple.

"Just ignore them Alice, they're like little boys looking to get a reaction," said the other.

"Yes, I know Lucia."

They got to the small front office and entered, making the bell on the door chime. The young women stood at the front desk for a few moments before the manager appeared. He was in his forties with unkempt blonde hair and rough stubble over his chin. He looked the two of them over with his cool green eyes and smiled, "Hello again sweet sisters. I hope you found the accommodations to your satisfaction."

They actually had a lot of trouble sleeping due to noisy neighbors who were quite fond of using profanities, but they didn't want to raise the issue with the manager. "Quite suitable thank you Mr Roberts," said Alice.

She produced the room keys and handed them to the man. He deliberately rubbed her soft pale hand as he took them, and she jerked it back. He smiled at her again, "Call me Randal. So you're off again today huh?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Where are you girls from anyhow?"

"St. Paul, we're with the Franciscan Sisters of the Eucharist at the Mission of Our Lady of the Angels."

"Right, what are you doing down this way?"

"Selling bibles and religious items, and accepting donation for those in need."

"Speaking of which..." Lucia chimed in, "We noticed that the bible in our room was looking a little worn. Perhaps you would like to purchase new ones from us. They're of high quality and reasonably priced, and the money would go to a good cause."

"Oh, I wish I could sweet thing, but money is a little tight for me right now. I had only just finished rebuilding after the tornadoes a couple of years ago. But tell me, are you heading back up Minneapolis way?"

"Yes."

"Well, I have a friend, also in the motel game, off on the interstate near Boone. Nice Christian lady by the name of Grace. I think she may be after just what you're selling."

"Boone? Where's that?"

"A few hours up the highway, turn east on the Interstate Thirty."

Lucia looked at Alice and she shook her head, "No, we're not supposed to leave the route that was set for us."

"Well that's too bad," said Randal. "I just thought you could help each other out."

"We appreciate that sir, now if you would excuse us, we should be getting back on the road."

"Of course, you take care out there sisters. God bless you and all that."

"God bless you sir."

Soon the two young nuns were heading down the highway in the old blue station-wagon. Alice was behind the wheel and Lucia was sitting in the passenger seat next to her.

Lucia yawned, "Well, I'm glad to leave that place behind."

"Yes, Mr Roberts seemed a little..."

"Creepy? ...Sleazy?"

"Lucia, Mother Meredith would not like us speaking ill of someone like that."

"Mother Meredith is not here."

"No, but Jesus is."

"Jesus would probably agree with me."

"Lucia!" said Alice in a playful scalding tone.

"The rooms had thin walls, didn't they?"

"Yes."

"How about those two copulating, they were being quite vocal."

"Don't remind me."

"Oh God! Oh God! Yessss!"

"I said don't!"

Lucia laughed, "He probably paid her for it too."

"The poor soul, I will pray she finds the true path."

"You have never been close with a boy, have you?"

"No, never. But you told me you had been...close before taking your vows. How close were you?"

"It was a boy I had known through grad school, and we were in love. I was pretty horrified that I had fallen in love while considering religious life. I was scared to go to my nun mentor and tell her. But you know what she said?"

"No, what did she say?"

"Wonderful! Enjoy it. If we lose our capacity to fall in love, we lose our ability to truly open our hearts to God. Of course, there came a point where I had to choose between my love for this boy and my love for God, Sister Beverly was a wonderful guide through that time."

"So did you...express your love physically?"

Lucia turned to her and smiled, "I'm not saying anything, I'll leave you to speculate on that."

"You...are not a very nice person."

"Ooh, careful Sister Alice, that was almost an insult."

Alice just shook her head and drove on. They passed a lot of farm-land around this way as they made their way north up the highway, vast fields with their golden crops swaying in the breeze and other areas with their neatly ordered fruit trees. A large truck roared past on the other side of the road. Lucia eventually spoke up again, "So, will we be turning off toward Boone to sell some of our fine products to this Grace lady?"

"No, Father Mackintosh told us not to leave the route he planned for us."

"But on his planned route we have sold very little, I don't think it will even be enough to cover the expenses of our trip. We won't have any money for the poor, this trip would have been a big waste of time."

"I don't think that's the whole point of this road trip anyway. It's like a rite-of-passage for young novices. To get out and see more of Gods world and interact with his people."

"Yeah, we can do that at Boone, and make some money to help the poor while we're at it."

"We took a vow of obedience remember, Father Mackintosh told us to stay on this route."

"And we will, after we make a little detour. He didn't tell us not to go to Boone specifically."

"That's a technicality, and you know it. We're not going to lie to Father Mackintosh. We will tell him if we go. And if we go, it will have to be for the right reasons, not for our pride."

"So you're considering it? ...For the right reasons, of course. We will only be doing it to help others. What do you say Alice?"

"I...I don't know."

"Well I want to go, but you're driving, so it's up to you if you turn off or not."

Around an hour later, they both saw the sign for the turn-off onto the Interstate thirty. Alice took in a deep breath as she struggled with the decision. She let out a sigh and put on the indicator to turn left.

"Good, we may achieve something on this trip yet," said Lucia.

"I just hope we don't regret it."

"God is with us, what could go wrong?"

The old blue station-wagon headed west along the I-30 through more rural area. Eventually they saw a battered old sign which read—"Grace's Truckstop Motel, five miles." It had an arrow pointing off the highway.

"That's the place," said Lucia, "He said her name was Grace."

They turned off the highway and drove on until they reached the place. It seemed to be miles from anywhere.

"A little out of the way isn't it?" said Alice, "You would think it would do more business on the highway."

There was a large building adjacent to the road, It appeared to be a gas station, travel store, truckers lounge, bar and restaurant all in one. There were a couple of trucks parked off to the side and a few cars out the front. The place seemed to be relatively tidy, and quite basic in its layout and aesthetics.

The nuns turned off the road and pulled up into the gas station. Both of them got out of the car and were glad to have the chance to stretch out. It was late morning, getting close to midday. The sky was clear and it was quite warm. Alice started filling the car with gas while Lucia looked around.

She wandered into the shop and the man behind the counter stared at her. He was a short, pudgy, ugly looking man who appeared to be in his mid twenties. "Good morning sir," said Lucia.

"G...good...good morning, s...s...sister," he said with a stutter.

"Where's your bathroom?"

He reached under the desk and pulled out a key with a metal tag, "Round the b..b..back." he said pointing.

She came forward and got the key from him, "Thank you." She walked to around to the back of the shop. The man stared at her the whole time with his pale blue eyes.

Soon Alice entered the shop and paid for the fuel. "Where might we find Grace?" she asked.

"G...Grace? She's...she's...she's...around the back in the...the...m...motel office."

Lucia came back out a few minutes later and the two of them went back to the car. They drove around behind the truckstop where there were numerous small units, a few of them had cars parked out the front. The place was quite bare and ugly, with minimal gardens and a lot of flat concrete and tarmac.

They saw the small, plain building that was similar to the rest, but the basic sign identified it as the office. They parked in front of it and got out again. The two nuns walked around to the front door and entered.

As they entered the room, they found that the air was hazy and stank of cigarette smoke. A fat, dark haired woman in her thirties was sitting in front of a computer screen behind a desk. She wore a lot of purple eye shadow and lipstick and a tubetop which held her huge tits. She had a cigarette in her mouth. It took a few moments for her to look up and then a faint look of surprise crossed her face. "Hello there."

"Hello Ma'am, are you Grace?" said Alice.

"...yeah, and you are?"

"I'm Sister Alice and this is Sister Lucia. We're with the Franciscan Sisters of the Eucharist of Saint Paul."

"Are you after a room sisters?"

"No, Mr Roberts from the Motel Seven down the highway told us you may be interested in what we're selling--Bibles and religious items."

"Oh, Ol' Randy sent you here eh? Yeah, yeah, I'm interested in your bibles and junk, being the devout Christian lady that I am." The nuns both noticed the smirk cross her face.

Lucia stepped forward and offered the bible she was holding. Grace slowly reached up and took it. She started her sales pitch, "It's the New American Standard Bible. You'll notice the quality calf-hide leather cover and gold gilted edges and strong ribbon markers. It's of good strong quality for repeated uses, and quite reasonably priced. And the profits will all go to helping the needy."

Grace thumbed through the book, "Right, helping the needy, that's good."

"We have enough to supply all your rooms," added Alice.

"Good, good. And you said you have other religious junk too?"

"Yes, rosaries, crucifixes, statues, wall plaques, cards."

"I'd be interested in taking a look. But you young ladies have been travelling far, I'd love for you to be my guests. Please accept my hospitality and stay in one of my rooms. The accommodation and meals will be provided free of charge, of course."

"Uh, that's generous of you ma'am, but I was hoping that we could be on our way soon, we still have many miles to cover in our journey."

"We all have many miles to cover in our journeys. But I think God would want us to stop and smell the roses every now and then. I so rarely get to spend time in the company of good, devout Christians. I feel blessed to have genuine Brides of Christ visit my humble home and place of business. I would very much like you to stay, if only for a little while. And I hate to have to rush any business decisions."

"Uh, of course ma'am—" started Alice.

"Call me Grace, please."

"Of course, Grace. We would love to stay...We can be on our way in the morning."

"Lovely," said Grace, giving them a wide grin. She stubbed out her cigarette in a dirty ashtray on the desk. She looked down at the black leather bible again. "You know, I used to think that if you went and randomly picked out a verse in the bible, perhaps it would hold some importance. Y'know, like God is directing you there to give you some advice or warning or whatever. Do you think that would ever happen sister?"

There was a brief pause as the two nuns looked down at her, then Alice spoke up, "I think it would mostly just be random, but there's no telling how God may choose to communicate with us."

Grace smiled, "Let's do it now, just for fun." She started flicking through the gold gilded pages of the book and then stopped and placed her finger on the page. She looked down and started reading, "Let's see—Numbers 31:7-18, Moses, Eleazar the priest, and all the leaders of the people went to meet them outside the camp. But Moses was furious with all the military commanders who had returned from the battle. 'Why have you let all the women live?' he demanded. 'These are the very ones who followed Balaam's advice and caused the people of Israel to rebel against the Lord at Mount Peor. They are the ones who caused the plague to strike the Lord's people. Now kill all the boys and all the women who have slept with a man. Only the young girls who are virgins may live; you may keep them for yourselves."

She looked up at the sisters and made a face, "Jeez, that's a bit harsh. You're right sister...just random. Now let me show you to your room."

Grace had taken them to the unit that was away from the others and closest to the truckstop out the front. It seemed quite tidy and well kept. It was a very basic room, with two single beds against the wall, a large curtained window, a small television and basic items of furniture and a small bathroom at the far end.

The woman had left them there to settle in and rest. Alice and Lucia took turns having a shower. Alice came out from the bathroom wearing her black frock and drying her long, blonde hair with a towel. Lucia was sitting on the bed looking at the screen of her smartphone, "We should send an email to Sister Meredith telling her where we are. I'm not getting any reception here though."

"I think I saw a sign for wifi over in the truckers lounge. We could take a walk over there."

"Yeah, all right. What do think of Grace?"

"I don't know...it was nice of her to offer us free accommodation and meals. She seemed friendly."

"Yes, but there was something off about her. Something had me feeling uneasy. What about you?"

"Yeah, I know what you mean. Let's just make our sales, have an early night and be off again first thing in the morning."

Alice put on her white wimple and black veil and her plain shoes, and the two of them got ready to leave the unit. When they opened the front door, they saw Grace coming toward them. The short, dumpy woman was leading a group of three men.

Alice and Lucia stood there by the doorway as the group approached them. "Are you ready to talk business now sisters?" said Grace in a cheerful tone.

"Who are they?" asked Alice, eyeing the men warily. They were all looking at her and Lucia intently. She recognized one of them as the stuttering clerk from the shop out the front.

"Employees and associates. She went through introducing them, "That's Lachlan," she said pointing to a tall man in his forties with tanned skin and short black hair and beard. "Rooster." She pointed to a man who looked a little younger than him, with medium length red hair and a moustache. "And Dent." She said pointing to the ugly young man from the shop. "Boys, this is Sister Alice and Sister Lucia."

"A pleasure," said Lachlan, grinning.

"Yes...nice to meet you all," said Alice.

"I trust you find the room to your liking," said Grace.

"It's very nice, thank you."

"Can we come in and talk?"

"Of course, I will just get my products from the car to show you."

"We'll get to that, let's just go inside," said Grace gesturing to the room.

Alice nodded and she and Lucia went back into the room. Grace and the men followed behind and shut the door. The two nuns stood in the room facing the group, they didn't like the way the men were looking at them, it had them feeling very uneasy.

Lucia spoke up, "Do you wish to buy the bibles Miss Grace? We can give you a discount if you're buying for all the rooms."

"Perhaps," said Grace.

Lachlan looked her over, "Are you real nuns? Or are you running some kind of scam?"

"What?" said Alice, surprised by the accusation.

"Grace here is quite trusting of people. I like to make sure that no one takes advantage of that. And I aint ever heard of nuns acting as travelling bible salesmen before."

"I assure you sure, we have been nothing but completely honest."

"That's what someone running a scam would say. I think we should check to make sure you girls are who you say you are."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we should check you got no tattoos or piercings and that you're virgins like good little nuns should be."

The two girls were shocked, Alice looked at Grace, "Miss Grace..."

She just looked back at her cooly, "He has a point. Take off those habits."

"Certainly not!"

"What do you have to hide sister?"

"Nothing! This is indecent!"

"I'm afraid I must insist Sister Alice."

"Then we do not wish to conduct business with you. Please leave us alone."

"No, it's too late for that. Take off those habits, or I'll have the boys take them off for you."

"No! You have no reason to accuse us, you have no right!"

Grace just smiled at her, "Let me show you something about my right...do it boys."

Rooster chucked as he stepped forward and grabbed Lucia by the arm. "Aaagh, let go of me!" she cried out, as she tried to pull away from him.

Alice backed away as Lachlan came toward her. "Don't touch me!" she called out as he grabbed her by the shoulders and roughly pushed her over onto the bed. She struggled to get up, but he was quite strong as he held her down. "No, Leave me alone!" she cried out.

Lucia was pulled over to the other bed by Rooster, she was crying out and struggling against him. Alice's heart was beating rapidly, she couldn't believe this was happening. Lachlan's rough hands were grabbing at her. He got hold of her leg and flipped her over so that she was on her back on the bed. Alice was kicking out and swinging her arms, fighting him with all she had.

"Gaaah," he groaned as her fist struck his ear. "Dent, get over here and hold her hands for me boy!" Dent came over and struggled to catch her arms as they moved about, but he managed to get hold of her wrists and pin them down above her head.

"No! Let go of me!" she cried out. Lucia was also struggling and protesting on the bed next to her. Lachlan got hold of her black frock and started pulling it up, revealing her pale, shapely legs. He pulled it up further until he exposed her plain white cotton panties and then scrunched the dark material up as he forced it up over her breasts that were held in a white bra.

"Hoo, nice tits!" he said as he got hold of them, cupping them in his big rough hands and squeezing. Alice squealed as the man lewdly groped her.

"Miss Grace please!" Alice pleaded, "Make them stop!"

"Leave her tits alone Lock," said Grace, "I want to know if she's a cherry."

Lachlan chuckled as he let go of her breasts. He rubbed his hands along her abdomen as he moved them down to her panties. Alice cried out again as he got hold of them and quickly yanked them down. Alice thrashed her legs about, but he managed to pull the underwear all the way down past her feet. He scrunched them up and put them in his jeans pocket, "Think I'll hold onto these."

Then he got hold of her legs and held them firmly against the bed. He looked up at her exposed crotch. "Golden bush, looks like we got a blondie here."

"Let's see if blondes really do have more fun," said Grace.

Lachlan moved his hand down to her crotch. Alice cried out in protest and writhed beneath him. "Stay Still bitch!" he said menacingly as his fingers rubbed along her slit. Alice squealed as they pressed into her lips and spread them apart. There was only a small crescent shaped opening in the middle of her pink vulva. "Yep, there it is, she's a cherry," said Lachlan.




Truckstop Nuns



"Wonderful," said Grace smiling, "What about the other one?"

Lucia was still struggling and protesting on the other bed as Rooster held her down. He had her black frock lifted up, exposing her slender light-brown legs and plain white panties. Lachlan released Alice's spread lips and they snapped closed again, forming a thin pink slit. Lachlan smiled down at Alice, "You've got a very pretty pussy, sweet virgin sister." Alice grimaced as she glared up at him through her puffy, teary eyes.

"Hold her here Dent," ordered Lachlan as he climbed off the bed. The pudgy young man had had been holding her arms the whole time, he just nodded to Lachlan. Alice crossed her legs over each other to try and hide her bare crotch as best she could.

"Aaah, No! Don't you dare, you degenerates!" cried out Lucia as he sat on the bed next to her and got hold of her thighs. Lachlan ripped down her panties.

"Hmm, this one's got dark pubes, nice."

"I like them clean shaven myself," said Rooster, who had a firm hold of her arms.

"Twenty bucks says she's a virgin too."

Rooster thought about it for a moment, "Nah, that's why they call 'em nuns—cos' they get none."

Lachlan chuckled as he pulled her panties right off. He ignored her protests as he rubbed his fingers along her slit and then spread it open. "Well, well, looks like this seal has been broken." He brought his fingers up to his mouth and spat on them and then pushed them through the lips and up inside the tight warm canal. Lucia cried out in protest.

"Damn, I could have made twenty bucks," said Rooster.

"Leave her alone!" called out Alice next to them.

"No, she likes it," said Lachlan as he started moving his fingers back and forth inside her. "You're a slutty, cock-loving nun, aren't you Sister?"

"Aaah...ungh...ow...No! Stop it! I'm...I'm a virgin!"

"Ha! You don't have any proof of that like your friend there."

Alice looked at Grace who was just standing in front of the beds watching. "Why are you doing this? I thought you were a woman of God."

Grace smiled, "Ha! Fuck your god! Fuck him up the ass. When I was a kid, my asshole stepdad sent me away to a Catholic boarding school. The nuns there were always sour, nasty bitches with shriveled up cunts. They were all in need of a good fucking. There's still hope for you young nuns, I'll see that you get the good fucking you need."

"I...I don't understand...why are you doing this?"

"Aaagh...aah...ow...Stop it! You're hurting me!" cried out Lucia as Lachlan fingered her. He chuckled and then slipped his fingers out and rubbed her thighs.

Grace walked over to her dresser and opened the top drawer. She pulled out an envelope and looked inside, "Hmm, found it straight away." She pulled out the cash that was inside and counted it. "Haven't been doing too well with your sales, have you?" She held up the notes, "This is what I worship—the almighty dollar. That's what I want from you, more of these." She waved the notes around. "People aren't interested in the bibles and crap your selling. But men will pay good money for what's between your legs."

"You can't be serious!" said Lucia angrily.

"Sure she can," said Lachlan smiling. He looked at Grace, "So we can have some fun with this one, since she's not a cherry?"

"NO!" cried out Alice.

"No, don't, please. Just leave me alone," cried out Lucia.

"You might say no, but I bet your repressed body will say something different. I'll tell you what, if your pussy doesn't get all excited and wet and willing, then the boys won't fuck you."

"...Just...just leave her alone!" called out Alice.

"Ha, I can do foreplay," said Lachlan, grinning. He grabbed her tits through her habit. "Let's get this ugly thing off ya." He started pulling at her frock again. Lucia cried out and struggled as the two men roughly undressed her, pulling her black frock up over her head. They flipped her over and unhooked her bra and ripped down her panties. "Mmmm, nice body!" said Rooster.

"Keep her headgear on," said Lachlan, "I want her to look like a nun while I'm fucking her."

Rooster looked over at Dent, "What do you think Dentie-boy, you want to fuck her?"

"Y...yeah, she...she...she...she...looks nice."

"She she she she sure does, you can have your turn after us."

"Don't do this, you degenerates!" said Lucia angrily.

"Let's get her nice and wet, like Gracie said," said Lachlan, "You play with her tits, I'll lick her pussy." He went down and brought his head between her legs, pressing his dark beard into her crotch. He started licking around her vulva. Lucia cried out and squeezed her thighs around his head. Rooster groped at her firm boobs, they had large brown nipples that he squeezed between his fingers, making her yelp.

"Stop it! Just Stop! Leave her alone!" cried out Alice as she struggled against Dents' grip. She managed to get her arm free and waved it about before Dent managed to catch it again.

Grace looked over at her, "Don't worry Sister Alice, you'll get your turn. You won't be keeping that cherry for much longer, I promise. Let's put you away in the bathroom for now." She nodded to Dent and he pulled her up off the bed. Her habit fell back down around her body as she got to her feet. Dent pulled her into the bathroom and then let go of her and moved back out. Alice saw Lucia on the bed being molested by the two men as Grace shut the door.

The stocky woman walked back over to the bed, she watched the nun struggle against the brutish men as they molested her. Lachlan had his head between her thighs, slurping as he ate out her pussy. Rooster was roughly squeezing her tits. Grace thought she looked pretty hot. She could admire the female form, and this young nun was nice and slender with smooth brown skin, the veil and wimple she wore over her head made her look quite exotic.

"Is she soaking wet and hot for it Lock?"

Lachlan moved his head back and licked his lips, "Yep." He moved his hand up and slipped his fingers inside her, making her squeal again. "Well...not really."

Grace sighed, "You boys, all you know is stickin' your dicks in things. There's an art to pleasing a woman, you know. Get out the way Lock, let me have a taste of that pussy."

Lachlan smiled and climbed off the bed, "Sure Gracie, show us how it's done."

Grace sat on the bed and rubbed her hands over Lucia's thighs. The nun tried to close her legs, but Grace forced them apart. She ran her fingers over her soft, dark pubic hair, "That's a nice looking pussy, isn't it? Looks like a good little money-maker." She looked up at Rooster, "Stop squeezing those tits so hard, it doesn't feel that good, you know."

"Feels good to me."

"Just rub them gently, and lightly lick and suck at her nipples, she'll like that."

"Whatever you say Grace."

"What should I do?" asked Lachlan.

"Rub your cock over her face. I bet a horny nun like her thinks about cock all the time, she'll love it."

Lachlan chuckled, "With pleasure."

"Dent, get over here and feel her up too, the more the merrier." Dent walked over and started gingerly rubbing his hand over her leg.

Grace got down on the bed and brought her face to Lucia's pussy. She started rubbing her tongue on the labia with long forceful strokes. Rooster had a lighter hold her breasts, he moved his head down and rubbed his tongue around one of her large nipples, getting it wet with saliva. Lachlan had his thick, hard cock out and positioned himself on the bed so that it was in her face. Lucia turned her head away, but he just rubbed his cockhead along her soft cheek.

She let out an involuntary moan as she felt Grace's tongue push into her soft folds and rub over her clitoris. It had sent a tingle of pleasure through her. Rooster sealed his lips around her nipple and started gently sucking.

Then they could hear Alice yelling out from the bathroom, "Help...please...someone help us...they're holding us against our will...help!!"

Grace lifted her head and let out a loud sigh, "Dent, go in there and get her to shut up. Threaten to hurt her friend if she's not quiet or something."

"Stick your cock down her throat, that'll shut her up!" said Rooster.

"O...okay Grace," said Dent, turning to the bathroom. Grace sunk her mouth back into Lucia's pussy and poked her tongue deep inside and started moving it about. She moved her hand up and her fingers started gently rubbing the silky folds above her mouth. Her fingers found the little nub of Lucia's clit and slowly circled around it.

Lucia shuddered and let out soft moans. "Yeah, keep doin' that Gracie, she loves it!" said Lachlan. He pushed the tip of his cock into her lips, she clenched her teeth to stop him entering her mouth.

Lucia's heart was beating rapidly, her breathing was fast and shallow. She could feel the erect cock rubbing over her hot face, its strong masculine aroma was filling her senses. The stimulation from the hands and mouth on her breasts, the tongue in her vagina and the fingers around her clitoris was too much. The feelings of pleasure washing over her mind were unwelcome, but irrepressible.

Her vagina tingled wildly as it became wet. The sensation of the rough tongue rubbing at her insides was heightened. She could feel the pleasure like a potent ball of energy in her lower abdomen, it was tightening down, becoming more intense. She moaned again and the cockhead slipped into her mouth. She automatically closed her lips around the thick shaft. Her mouth watered and she got the mildly bitter salty taste as she gently sucked.

Grace could feel the wetness of her tight pussy around her mouth, she could taste her warm juices. She knew that the hot little nun was heading for climax, and she wanted to get her off. She moved her mouth up over her clit and gently sucked as she pushed two of her fingers into the tight wet hole. She started steadily moving the fingers back and forth, rubbing them against the soft, slippery walls.

Lucia pulled away from the cock in her mouth and let out another loud moan. She was breathing heavily and writhing about as the stimulation was overwhelming her. She felt the tongue rub over her clit again and could feel the oncoming surge, it was impossible to hold back. She gasped for breath and squirmed about she felt the tight ball of pleasure unravelling, sending intense pleasurable sensations outwards from her abdomen and clit. She made a succession of high moans.

She let out a long "Oooooooh," as the pleasure slowly faded and she lay limply on the bed. Soon the strong feelings of ecstasy were replaced by guilt and shame.

Lachlan and Rooster laughed. "What? Not gunna call out for your god?"

"Gotta hand it ya Gracie," said Lachlan, "You're a talented Dyke. Can we fuck her now?"

Grace raised her head, she had a big grin and Lucia's juices were running down her chin, "Go for it boys, give the slut what she wants."

Dent came out of the bathroom and shut the door again. "Is she going to be quiet now?" asked Grace.

"She's p...pray...pray...praying."

"Good. Whatever shuts her up."

Lachlan had moved around on the bed and had got between Lucia's legs. He rubbed his hard cock over her wet pussy. "No...please, don't!" she cried.

"Don't what? Don't stop now?" laughed Lachlan. His cockhead split her lips apart as he forced it into her. He gave a sharp thrust and sunk his hard cock right down until his hairy balls pressed against her skin. Lucia cried out and threw her arms up, trying to push him away. "Ahh yeah, yer a tight bitch."

He pulled back and thrust forward again, getting into a steady rhythm. Rooster got behind her on the bed and grabbed her arms and pinned them down. Lucia moaned and groaned in protest as the cock thrust deep inside her. The fat member was hurting her as it vigorously rubbed at her stretched insides.

Soon Lachlan slipped his cock out of her. It was wet with her juices. Tears were streaming down Lucia's hot face and she was breathing heavily. Lachlan grabbed her legs and lifted them up. "Here grab these for me," Rooster got hold of her legs and pulled them back so that her knees were around her head and her wet pussy was pointing upwards.

"Now that's a nice view," commented Grace as she stood there watching.

Lachlan kneeled in front of her and got hold of his cock, he started flopping it up and down, slapping it against her little slit. Her juices were splattering about as the fat cock slapped against her. "I'm gunna pound you into the mattress you dirty little nun." He climbed on top of her and pointed his cock down into her cunt before dropping down and spearing it into her. Lucia cried out as her tight pussy was penetrated again.

Lachlan started bouncing up and down on top of her. He pushed his weight down into her with each deep thrust, squashing her down into the mattress. Lucia moaned loudly as she was getting fucked hard. Grace lit a cigarette and puffed on it as she watched. She started idly playing with her large tits, the lewd sight was making her horny.

Lachlan was getting hot and sweaty as he kept up the hard pace. He was groaning and his fat cock was making wet slapping sounds as he drove it into her. After a while, he slowed down and pulled his throbbing, wet cock out of her again. "Ungh yeah, tight pussy's gunna make me come if I keep that up."

"Must be my turn then," said Rooster. He let go of her legs and they flopped back down on the bed. Lachlan climbed off the bed, with his hard cock still sticking out in front of him. Rooster's hard cock was sticking out in front of him too as he moved around and started flipping Lucia over.

The panting, crying nun didn't put up a fight as he positioned her onto her elbows and knees. He got behind her and guided his hard cock to her raised ass. He rubbed his cockhead along the wet, puffy opening for a few moments and then pushed it through and drove it deep inside her. Lucia groaned loudly as her cunt was stretched open and filled once again.

"Ooh yesss, you're right, that is a nice bit of pussy." He got a tight grip on her ass and started slamming it in deep and hard. Lucia cried out and tried to get away from him, but he had a firm hold of her and wasn't letting go. The hard pounding cock was hurting her, the intense stimulation inside her was too much for her to take. She buried her head in the mattress and cried out as he continued to fuck her hard.

"Oooh yeah!...Fuck yeah!...Ungh!" He called out excitedly as he fucked her. Each deep thrust was bucking her forward.

Lachlan moved in front of her and got hold of her head. He lifted it up and looked into her teary eyes. "You can put your mouth to use for me now sister."

"Ungh...aaah...no!"

"Yes!" He got hold of his cock and rubbed it into her face. He pushed it into her lips, "Come on, be a good girl and open up." She slowly opened her mouth and he pushed his cock in. Lucia could taste her own juices as she closed her lips around the shaft. The cock still slammed into her stretched cunt mercilessly. She could feel Rooster's fingers digging into her hips. "Come on, suck it Bitch!" She sucked on the meaty rod as the fucking went on.

The two cocks worked her at both ends for a while as Grace and Dent looked on. Rooster started to slow down and came to a stop, keeping his fat cock wedged deep inside her. Lachlan had his hand over her black veil and was bobbing her head up and down. He groaned softly as she sucked him off, "Ungh...Oh man, that's fuckin' great!"

Rooster pulled back until his cock was released from the wet cunt's tight grip. He turned to Dent, "You're up Denty-boy, fu, fu, fu, fuck her hard!"

Dent nodded and started pulling down his pants, freeing his hard cock. Rooster climbed off the bed and Lucia was left there bent over on her knees with her tan ass raised. They had a clear view of her pussy, which was wet and rosy and gaping slightly. There was a slurping sound as she sucked on Lachlan's thick cock.

"Hurry up Dent, don't keep a girl waiting," said Grace.

Dent got on the bed and shuffled over to Lucia, getting behind her. He wasted no time pushing his cock through her slit and burying it deep inside her. He grabbed her and started pumping her with deep thrusts like Rooster. Lucia moaned around the cock in her mouth.

"So what do think Rooster? Will she be a good little earner for me?" asked Grace.

"Yeah, I reckon. The johns will be real happy with her. Will you be keeping them dressed like nuns?"

"Yeah, it could be a good sales gimmick, 'The Truckstop Nuns.' The degenerates around here would probably be right into that, and if they're not, they can always take the veil off 'em."

Dent continued to slam his cock into her for a while. Then he started breathing harder and groaning. He quickly pulled out of her and grabbed his wet cock. He groaned loudly as his pearly cum spurted out over her violated slit. He groaned again as his cock throbbed and more cum shot out onto her skin.

"Dent, you blew your load too quickly boy," said Lachlan. "You gotta learn to stretch it out, enjoy the ride. But yeah, I'm ready to spray my whipped cream all over this sundae too." He pulled his cock away from Lucia's sucking mouth and she dropped down on the mattress so that she was laying on her stomach.

"Here, clean up your mess," said Rooster, handing him a towel. Dent nodded and wiped his cum away from her crotch. He climbed off the bed again and pulled up his pants. Lucia groaned as Lachlan roughly flipped her over onto her back. He grabbed her slender legs and spread them wide as he climbed on top of her.

He rubbed his hard cock along her crotch. His hands reached out for her tits and started squeezing and rubbing them. Lucia was breathing heavily and just looked up at him through her teary eyes. Lachlan grinned at her as he grabbed his cock and guided it to her slit. He pushed it through and sunk it in deep, making her groan in protest. Lachlan supported his weight on his arms and started thrusting into her, slapping his groin against hers.

Lucia moaned and gasped as she felt the cock vigorously rub her tender insides and the fat head continually prod deep inside her. Her vagina was sore and tender from the rough treatment, but she also felt the unwelcome carnal pleasure tightening within her, like it had earlier with Grace's mouth and fingers. The cock was banging her mercilessly, violating her, but she wasn't sure she wanted it to stop.

Rooster reached over and grabbed her tits and started rubbing and squeezing them again. Lucia moaned as the cock continued to slam deep into her and she felt the pleasurable surge coming, like a wave that was impossible to hold back. She soon reached her peak and the wave came, sending a blissful surge outwards through her body. Lachlan continued to fuck her as she gasped and writhed beneath him as she rode her orgasm out.

"Oh Yeah, the slut is getting off again!" said Rooster excitedly. He rubbed her large brown nipples between his fingers. Lachlan continued to bang her climaxing pussy which had become even wetter. Soon he began groaning loudly as he fucked her. He pulled all the way out and quickly grabbed his cock and started jerking it.

"Aaaaah Yeah!" he groaned as he spurted his cum over her crotch and belly. A thick load landed in her dark bush of pubic hair. He continued to jerk his wet throbbing cock until every last drop of cum was spent. He rubbed the wet cock around her puffy lips and let out more soft groans. Then he pushed it back in.

Rooster moved around on the bed so that he was squatting over her chest. He rubbed his hard cock over her hot, wet face. "Get me off with your mouth, Slutty Sister." Lucia was in a daze, she didn't resist when he pushed his cockhead into her lips and opened her mouth for him. Her lips closed around his thick shaft and she began sucking. She closed her eyes and her senses were filled with the strong smell and taste of him and the feeling of his fat cockhead rubbing over her tongue.




Truckstop Nuns



She felt Lachlan's cock slip out of her and her tender, soaking wet cunt felt empty. It still throbbed as she lay there on the bed with her legs spread. She could feel the wetness of the cum running down her skin. Rooster slowly bobbed his cock back and forth in her sucking mouth. "Come on, suck harder." He instructed. Lucia did as she was told, increasing the pressure around the member.

He continued to fuck her pretty tan face framed in the white wimple and black veil. Lucia just lay there limply, sucking on the bobbing cock. Soon Rooster's breathing got heavier. He pulled out of her mouth and grabbed his cock, "Nnnngh yeaaagh!" he moaned as his fat member throbbed and a load of cum spurted out from the head and into Lucia's face around her nose and lips. She screwed her face up and tried to turn away as another load of warm cum spurted out onto her cheek.

"Hahaha, suits you," laughed Rooster as he rubbed his cock over her cheek. He climbed off her and Lucia brought her hands up and wiped the thick cum away from her face. She closed her legs and wriggled up to the top of the bed. She looked up and saw the three men standing over her, looking at her. And that horrible woman, just staring with a smirk on her face.

She felt so ashamed, so violated and defiled and humiliated. She didn't know why they would want to do this to her, why they thought they had the right.

Grace stepped forward, still smiling as she looked down at her. "I've found your true calling Sister Lucia, you're a whore now. There's no shame in it, you'll be making a lot of people happy. Me especially, when the money starts rolling in. And you'll be getting plenty of cock, so that'll keep you happy eh?"

Lucia just glared at her and said nothing.

Grace turned to Lachlan, "I don't see why we can't put her to work tonight. I'm always getting men asking when I'm getting some more girls. We should have no problem drumming up some business for her."

Lachlan nodded, "Yeah, sure. What about the other one?"

"We'll lock her away in room eleven for now. I'm gunna sell her virginity to the highest bidder. We'll see how much those degenerates will pay to deflower a real nun."

"Okay, come on Dent, let's get the sister to room eleven."

He went over to the bathroom door and opened it. Inside, Alice was on her knees by the sink, praying. "On yer feet sister, we're moving you."

Alice looked up at him and slowly got to her feet. "No, I'm staying here with Lucia."

"No, you're not," said Lachlan, grabbing her and leading her out.

When Alice saw Lucia lying there naked on the bed she broke away and rushed up to her. She threw her arms around her and Lucia hugged her back and cried into her shoulder. "I'm sorry," cried Lucia. Lachlan came up and grabbed Alice, "Come on bitch, she's fine, she had a great time with us."

"Jesus loves you," said Alice as she was pulled away. She looked Grace, "Please, just leave her alone now. You can't treat her like this...it's not right!"

"I'll be paying you a visit later Miss Cherry," said Grace, smiling. Then Lachlan marched Alice out of the room and Dent followed meekly behind.

Room eleven was some way away from the room where they were holding Lucia. It was away from the other rooms as well, located at the back of the motel area. Lachlan and Dent had left Alice there and locked the door. It was much the same as the other room they were in, with a couple of beds and a small bathroom. Alice did a thorough search of the room, the windows were all barred and the door securely locked, it was a prison cell.

She couldn't stop thinking about poor Lucia. She felt so powerless and scared. All she could do was pray. She knelt down by the bed and lowered her head and opened her heart to the Lord. She quietly asked for him to grant her and Lucia strength and she prayed for the souls of her captors and for them to find the true path.

Sometimes she would look out the window, hoping that someone may walk past by chance and she could call for help, but she couldn't see much. There was bare field opposite her and trees beyond it.

Hours slowly went by and the sun set, as night fell on the isolated motel. Alice couldn't stop worrying about Lucia and what torments she might be going through. She knelt down and prayed for her again.

She was interrupted by a knock on the door. Why would someone be knocking? She looked up, "Who's there?" Then there was the sound of the door being unlocked and she stood up.

The door opened and a man entered. Alice recognized the face, with its stubble and medium length blonde hair, it was Mr Roberts, from the motel down the highway. He looked her over with his cruel green eyes and smiled. "I'm real glad you took my advice and came here sister." Alice just stood there and looked at him coldly. "You remember who I am don't you?"

"Yes."

"I drove all the way up here to see you. How about a kiss?"

Grace entered behind him, she was carrying a black cloth bag. "How are we doing, my sweet virgin sister?" She settled the bag on the table and locked the door behind her. She turned and come back into the room and looked her over.

"Is Lucia okay?"

"Oh don't you worry about her, she's just peachy." Alice was scared as the two of them just stared at her. "Randy here is a good friend of mine. He sends girls my way sometimes, usually pretty good at figuring out what they want."

"You've held girls here before?"

"That's right, it was a couple of German backpackers last time. Randy told 'em I had work for them. He was right about that, I had plenty of work." Both of them chuckled.

"Wh...what happened to them?"

"Don't you worry about that. If you and your fellow sister be good little nuns and do as your told, then I'll treat you well." A big grin crossed her face, "Swear to God."

"What do you want?"

"I just want some photos. Men will be bidding to take your virginity, aint that exciting? They'll want to see what they're bidding on."

Alice looked horrified. Randal chuckled, "I think you're gunna fetch a real high price, you're such a pretty young thing."

Grace went to her bag and pulled out a digital camera. She stood in front of Alice and lifted it up, "Now give me a sexy smile sister."

Alice's scared expression remained unchanged as the camera flashed. Grace moved around to a slightly different angle and took another photo.

"Now take that habit off sister, or should I get Randy to take it off for you?"

"Please, don't do this."

"Heard it all before sweetheart, now take it off."

"Oh, I'd love to do it for you," said Randal, stepping forward and reaching for her. Alice backed away against the wall.

"I showed you earlier didn't I? You're in MY world sister. I get my way here. Now strip."

Alice's heart was beating rapidly, she was scared out of her mind. She didn't want that man touching her and taking her clothes off. She started pulling up her dress with her shaking hands.

"Aw, what a pity," said Randal as he watched. She lifted the black frock up over her bare crotch, revealing her patch of blonde pubic hair. "Hoo, no panties!"

Alice felt so humiliated, her face became hot. That horrible man Lachlan had taken her panties off her earlier. She continued to slowly lift her frock until it was over her head and then she dropped it to the ground. She was standing there in her veil and wimple and white bra, with her crucifix hanging around her neck. She coyly covered her bare crotch with her hands.

"Aw, don't be shy Sweety. I think you've got a lovely mound," said Randal.

"Needs shaving," said Grace. "The perverts out there will go mad for a bald virgin nun snatch. Take her into the bathroom."

Randal stepped forward and grabbed her arm, "Clean shaven sounds good to me. Come of Sweety-pie."

"Nggh, let go of me!" protested Alice as he pulled her to the bathroom. Grace followed, carrying her black back.

Alice struggled as the man pushed her down onto the toilet and held her there. Grace got some small silver electric clippers from her bag, "Now stay still sister, or you'll get nipped." Alice stopped struggling as the man tightly held her wrists. A buzzing sound started coming from the clippers and Grace moved it to her bare crotch. Alice closed her legs tightly, but Grace forced them apart again. She felt the instrument sliding along her skin as it cut through her bushy pubic hair. Now and then it pulled slightly at her hair, making her wince at the short sharp pain.

Before long the buzzing had stopped. Light colored pubes were scattered all around her crotch and thighs and the toilet seat and only short stubble remained around her mound. Grace held up the clippers and blew the loose hair off it. She looked at Alice, "You might like this next part." She put the clippers back in the bag and pulled out a can of shaving cream and a razor.

She pulled the cap off the can and filled it with warm water from the basin. She moved it over and tipped it onto her groin. Alice could feel the warm water splashing and running over her skin. Then Grace dispensed some foamy shaving cream into her hand and patted it around her pussy. She rubbed the cream in, deliberately rubbing her fingers over her little slit. Alice jerked her hips and let out a groan in protest and Grace let out a soft chuckle.

Grace grabbed the little blue razor, she looked up at Randal, "It's called a razor, you should try using one some time. All that stubble makes you look like a fuckin' hobo."

Randal smiled at her, "I thought all this stubble makes me look manly. What do you think sister?"

Alice didn't say anything and just glared at him.

"Stay still now," said Grace. Alice stayed very still as she felt the blade scraping over her wet skin. Grace was scraping away the stubble strip by strip. Now and then she moved the blade up to the basin to rinse it off. It was a very strange sensation to Alice. She tensed up as it moved around the edges of her labia, following the contours, but she stayed very still and didn't feel any sharp nips.

Soon Grace had scraped away all the shaving cream. She tossed the razor in the basin and patted down Alice's groin with a towel. She spread the young nun's legs apart and admired her work. The area around her mound was completely smooth and hairless. The pale skin had a rosy red tint. Her thin pink lips pressed together in a tight little slit. It was a young looking pussy. Grace smiled, that was what exactly what she wanted, she was dealing with some premium goods here that will surely fetch a high price.

Grace leant forward and blew on the pussy. Alice squirmed on the toilet seat, the sensation of the cool air blowing on her sensitive bare skin was very strange to her. Randal moved his head around to get a look, "Wow, Nice work Gracie. That would give any man instant throbbing boner!" Alice was red-faced, now she felt even more exposed and vulnerable. The whole experience was extremely humiliating.

Randal let go of her wrists and she quickly moved them to cover up her bare groin. The man reached down and unzipped the fly on his jeans. Alice looked away as he released his big hard cock from his underwear. "Come on Sweet thing, look how hard you make me. Give it a nice kiss for me." He leant forward and started rubbing the moist head along her cheek.

"No, stop it!" said Alice, leaning over and trying to get away from him.

Grace stood up and packed the shaving gear back away in her bag. "Put it away Randy, it's not play time yet. Bring her back to the bed." She left the small bathroom. Randal chuckled as he tucked his erection away and pulled Alice off the toilet and lead her back into the room.

"Take her bra off," instructed Grace.

Randal forced her to bend over the bed and started roughly pulling at her bra strap. He unhooked the bra and Alice squealed as he ripped it away from her body and tossed it to the floor. He let go of her and she clumsily stood up again. Her hands moved to cover her pale exposed breasts and shaven crotch. Tears rolled down her hot red face.

Grace grabbed her camera again, "Let's continue our little photo shoot. Get her on the bed with her legs spread." Randal grabbed her again and roughly pushed her onto the bed. Alice cried out and was struggling against him as he climbed on the bed too and was pawing at her. He grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back. "Stop yer fighting Bitch. It'll go easier for all of us if you just do as you're told."

He let go of her arms and pulled her legs apart, so that her exposed pussy was pointing toward Grace. Alice wriggled about and moved her hands down to cover her pussy again. "Move those hands or we'll tie them up," said Grace.

"Please, this is obscene!"

"Yeah, that's the point." Randal pulled her arms away and the flash went off as Grace took a photo of her with her legs spread. "Now give me a sexy smile." Alice just scowled as Grace took a few more photos.

Grace got up closer. "Now for the money shot. Spread her lips wide, I want a clear pic of her cherry."

"Sure thing," said Randal smiling. He moved his hands to her pussy and rubbed his fingers along her labia. Alice cried out and tried to push his arms away. "I said Stop fighting!" said Randal angrily.

"I meant what I said you little bitch, we'll tie you up if we have to," threatened Grace.

Alice reluctantly stop struggling, she knew there was no point. She felt Randal's fingers press into her labia and force her lips apart. The little pink fleshy ring of her hymen was exposed and Grace took the close-up photo. She moved back a little, getting her pale breasts and red teary face in the frame and snapped again.

Grace looked at the photos on the small screen of her camera, "Good. Now take the headgear off her." Randal let go of her pussy lips and her slit snapped closed again. He moved his hands up and started pulling off her veil and wimple. Alice's long curly blonde hair was exposed, flowing down around her shoulders.

"Pretty," commented Randal. He took a long sniff of her hair.

Grace smiled, "Yes, pretty, young, blonde, devout, virgin, shaven. You tick off a lot of boxes there, I'm selling a premium product. You truly are a gift from God sister. Get off the bed Randy, I want some photos without you in it." Randal nodded and climbed off the bed, leaving Alice lying there wearing nothing but the crucifix around her neck. "Now, put your hands above your head, spread your legs more, and fuckin' smile damn you."

Alice reluctantly did as she was told, but didn't smile. The plump woman walked around, snapping photos of her from different angles. Randal stood there staring at her and rubbing his groin. Finally Grace went and put the camera away in the bag. She pulled out a sandwich in a plastic wrapper and put it down by the old bible. "I've got what I need. I'll go and set up the online auction."

"So I can have a little play time with Sister Blondie now?" asked Randal, grinning.

"Yeah, just remember what I said—You damage the goods, you'll be paying for it."

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

"Have fun you two." Grace grabbed the bag and unlocked the door before leaving the room. Alice sat up on the bed shyly covering her breasts and pussy again and looking up at Randal with a frightened expression.

He was looking down at her and smiling, "Don't worry sister, your cherry is safe for the time being, but that don't mean we can't have some fun." He dropped his jeans and freed his erection again, "It don't mean that at all!"

"Just leave me alone, please."

"Heh heh, how about that kiss now?" He climbed on the bed and Alice recoiled as he moved right up to her. He grabbed her head and brought his lips to hers. She let out muffled moans and kept her mouth shut tight. Her hands moved up and tried to push him away. The rough stubble of his face scraped against her smooth skin. His lips were locked onto hers as his tongue rubbed along her clenched teeth.

He pulled away from her slightly and Alice could smell his sweaty musky aroma as she breathed heavily through her nose. "Open your mouth Sweety," he said quietly. Alice shook her head. He got hold of a lock of hair in his fingers and yanked hard.

"OOWWL!" Alice cried out at the sharp pain. Randal lunged forward and pressed his lips against hers again and stuck his tongue into her mouth. Alice tried to pull away, but he had a tight grip of her head. She was grossed out as she felt his rough tongue probing her mouth, rubbing against her tongue. She got the foul taste of smoke as he kissed her. She thought about biting down, but she didn't want to hurt him, didn't want to anger him. She just wanted him to stop.

He kept at it for a while, holding her head tightly as he mashed his face into hers, his rough stubble scratching her skin. He pashed her wildly as she let out muffled moans and pushed against him. She thumped her fists against his chest trying to get him to stop, but he ignored her.

Eventually he pulled back and licked his lips. Alice gasped as she caught her breath. The man slowly moved down and brought his head to her firm, pale breasts. He licked along her right boob and then took the little pink nipple into his mouth. Alice squealed as she felt the strong sucking around her nipple. His hand came up and cupped her left boob and she felt the strong fingers press into her flesh as he groped her.

He moved his mouth up off the breast with a loud slurping sound. Then he poked his tongue out and Alice could feel it rubbing around her wet nipple in circles. The sensations were all very strange to her. Her face was hot and she was still breathing heavily. She just wanted the lewd molestation to end. She was so ashamed that he was doing this to her, but her body was responding to it, waves of warm tingling sensations flowed through her.

He moved his head over and started licking and sucking on the other tit. Then Alice felt her nipple being pinched between his teeth. He didn't bite hard, but Alice yelped and pushed his head away. Randal looked up at her and smiled. He lifted himself up on the bed so that he was kneeling. His hard cock poked out in front of him, it had a thick shaft with a few purple veins running along it, the fat dark head was wet with precum.

Alice turned her head away when she saw it. The sight of an erect penis was unfamiliar to her and she found it quite scary. Randal chuckled, "Come now sister, gaze upon god's creation. He made cocks so hot little bitches like you can enjoy 'em. Don't know where you nuns got the silly idea that you gotta stay away from 'em."

He shuffled up and started rubbing his cock over her bare breasts that were wet with saliva. He started flopping it up and down, slapping it against her left tit. "Oh man, you make me so hard sister." He grabbed her head and moved it, forcing her to face her chest and his cock. Alice could see the thick member sitting on her breast and it had her heart racing. It looked so aggressive and scary, yet somehow fascinating.

She screwed her face up as Randal brought it forward and started rubbing it against her cheek. "Now give it a kiss for me," he said as he pressed it into her lips. Alice just kept her lips tight as she caught the strong smell of it. "Open up and let it in sister, you know you want to." Alice kept her lips shut tight. He got hold of her hair again and just held it there firmly, threatening to yank it again. Alice knew that she couldn't fight him, and there was no stopping him.

She slowly opened her mouth and the fat cockhead moved past her lips and slipped inside. She tried to keep her mouth open around it, then she felt the head in the back of her mouth and it made her gag slightly. Her lips closed around the bulky shaft. The cock had a strange bitter taste to it. It just sat there for a few moments and she couldn't believe she had a man's penis inside her mouth.

"Suck," ordered Randal. She did as she was told and started sucking on the cock, putting strong pressure around it. She felt her mouth become wetter with more saliva and her tongue involuntarily rubbed along the underside of the cock. Randal let out a soft moan and started slowly bobbing his cock back and forth. He grabbed her hand and brought it to his shaft in front of her face. "Hold it firmly, stroke it."