4 comments/ 48982 views/ 32 favorites A Fresh Start Ch. 01 By: Belisana It was a little after 2 in the morning, on a sultry Louisiana night when the big black Kenworth pulled up in front of the tiny, hole in the wall truck stop. The truck idled with a soft rumble as the driver wearily opened the door and climbed out. She was tired from the long miles and wanted nothing more than a hot shower and some coffee, maybe something to eat. It had been a bit since she had eaten. A bit on the tall side for a woman, she stood just over 5' 10'', but she was well muscled from lifting and loading her truck. She had worked long hours to be able to buy her own rig and become an independent driver. Now, she could enjoy the freedom that owning her own rig afforded her. She chose what loads to take, and where she went. She ran a callused hand through her spiked hair and squinted through the bright lights at the tiny building. Man, how she hoped they had a shower that worked. She stepped into the dim interior of the building, and made her way to the counter. She sat on one of the counter stools, and eyed the waitress that looked like she had run a marathon recently. She was a beauty; any fool could see that, even through the disheveled hair and worn expression. The flaming red hair that framed her face, and those blazing green eyes couldn't be ignored. Donna, at once no longer as tired as she had been, stuck out a calloused hand and said, "Hi, pretty lady, my name is Donna. You got a working shower here? It's been a long stretch of road today, and I really need a shower, before I crash." The waitress took the offered hand and blushed slightly at the comment. "We have showers out back, but they ain't the cleanest things you ever saw. If you like you can use the shower in my trailer. It's about a quarter mile up the road and a lot cleaner" Amused by this invitation, Donna smiled and said "Do you invite every trucker to your house for a shower?" The waitress said, "Just the really hot ones. My name is Gina by the way. Want some coffee?" "Well, Gina, that sounds great. I want coffee and a late night special, and I'll be back in to claim them as soon as I get cleaned up a bit." With that, she walked back to her idling truck and climbed into the sleeper. She pulled out the bag of clothes and toiletries she kept packed for late night showers, and walked out in back of the truck stop to the shower house. The musty smell of long dampness prevailed as she stepped into the shower room, and you could see that the room had seen better days. There was mold in the corners, and the whole place needed scrubbing. She chose a shower cube and locked the door after checking to see that there were no glory holes that needed to be covered. She had no use for men, and she certainly didn't need any of them spying on her while she was in the shower. She stood in front of the full-length mirror, and slowly stripped the black t-shirt from her well-muscled frame. She wore no bra, as she didn't need one. She looked at herself in the mirror, 'Am I hot?' she thought to herself. She didn't know. All she knew was that in every truck stop she came to there was at least one pretty little piece that would follow her, puppy like to her truck sleeper for the night. She liked it that way, just fun, no strings. As she stripped out of the black skintight jeans she wore, the bulge in her boxers became more evident. She liked the look of it that way, kind of at half mast, and looking for action. She peeled the boxers down and the black leather of the strap on harness shone in the light from the overhead bulb. The hard rubber dildo that had made the bulge now bounced to its full 9-inch glory. She stepped back just to watch it bounce a bit and was as always fascinated by the way she felt connected to that hunk of rubber. When some chick was going down on it she swore she could feel the soft lips on it, the gentle suction, the warm wetness. When she was fucking some young truck stop cutie, she felt it sink into the warm depths, and she knew she felt the tight, hot cavern as it engulfed her. A sigh escaped her lips as she reached behind her and released the buckle that held the contraption on. It slipped down her boyish hips and she stepped out of it. She examined the leather, noting that it was getting time to clean it again. It built up a lot of dirt just from her wearing it all the time. She folded it up and laid it on the bench next to the bag of clothes and stuff she had brought in. From the bag, she retrieved a couple of towels, shampoo, and soap. The towels she laid on top of the strap on. She picked up the soap and shampoo and stepped into the shower itself. She turned the water on, and stood back as it warmed to her liking. When it was steaming, she stepped into the hard spray. 'At least, there is good water pressure and it's hot' she thought to her self, as she ducked her head under the water. She started by shampooing her dusty blond, spiky hair,then she picked up the soap and washed her body. She spent time on her nipples just because it felt good, and an equal amount of time washing the tiny patch of fuzz between her legs. 'Hmmm, guess I should shave' she thought. She stepped out of the shower and dried her hands; a slight shiver ran through her as the cool air of the room hit her skin. She rummaged around in the bag and finally found her razor. She looked a bit deeper in the bag and found her one luxury item, a can of sensitive skin shave foam. Items in hand, she stepped back into the steaming shower. She soaped her armpits and shaved the stubble there, and then she turned to her soft mound. She lovingly spread the foam across the hair on her pussy lips. Noting that she was getting increasingly turned on as she did so. Usually, she just ignored these feelings when she was in the shower, but there was something different tonight. Gently, she stroked the razor across her mound, up and down until there was no trace of hair there. The hot water pounded on her back and shoulders as she shaved, effectively massaging them. It felt good. She examined her pussy with her fingers making sure that there was no trace of hair left there. Inadvertently, she let a finger slip inside and was amazed by just how wet she was. Could it be that the face of the young waitress had done this much to her? Was it the fact that she'd been on a hard push for a week and hadn't bothered to pick up any girls lately? Or it was probably a mixture of these things. Thinking to herself that she really needed sex, she absently let her fingers play in her sodden pussy as she stood under the pounding spray from the shower. She didn't really realize what she was doing till she felt the first twinges of orgasm. Then she realized she now had both hands in her pussy, one slipping in and out of her steaming hole, and the other working her clit at lightning speed. Her breath came in short gasps as she neared her peak. She was close, but couldn't quite make it over the edge, when the red headed waitresses face popped into her mind. Thinking that it was her hands busy in her steamy pussy, she gasped once and fell back against the shower wall. Her orgasm was hard and sudden. It took all her strength to stay on her feet. As she came down from the euphoric high, she soaped her hand and washed the last of the girl cum from her inner thighs and pussy. Feeling surprisingly refreshed after the shower and the much-needed release, she gathered her shower items and stepped out, turning the water off as she did. She picked up one of the towels and rubbed her hair dry, tossing this towel to the floor; she stood on it while she dried herself with the second towel. She reached into her bag and pulled out a box of talc. She always used talc on her hips where the harness laid, to keep it from chaffing and to keep it from sticking on hot days. Lovingly, she picked up the harness, rubbed more talc on the inside of it, and slipped it back into place, securely snapping the buckle in back. She dressed in almost identical clothes to the ones she took off; boxers, skintight black jeans and a sleeveless black t-shirt. She gathered her stuff back into the bag, and stepped out into the main shower room. Standing there was the redhead. A look of amusement on her face. "What are you smiling about, Gina? Something funny about how I look?" "No, not at all, I just came round to tell ya'll that yer food is gittin' cold. Then I come in here and it sounds like a one-man orgy in the shower stall. I found it funny that you'd rather jack off than take me up on what was an obvious offer. What's the matter? Truck stop trash not good 'nuff fer ya'll?" Slightly embarrassed, she blushed. But, in the same moment, she crossed the distance between herself and the red head and closed her in an embrace. She kissed her long and deep. When she released her, Gina nearly swooned. "No, you are just fine to me, I just needed to take the edge off so I could eat. Now, what's say, you run along and stick my food under the warming lights or what ever, and I'll be right in. Just got to put this stuff back in the truck first." Shaking the bag she held for emphasis. Moments later Donna walked back through the front door of the truck stop. Her food was sitting under the warming lights waiting for her, and the red head was beaming a smile a mile wide at her. Donna sat down at a booth and Gina brought her food over to her and poured her a cup of strong coffee. A patron at the counter said, "What's up Ginny, haven't seen you so chipper since your ex left town. That trucker dyke got you all fired up?" "Leave it alone Darryl, you got no business calling folks names." Gina said Donna spoke from the booth, "Don't worry your limp dick about this dyke trucker, buddy, I get more babes than you ever thought of bedding." A roar came from the early morning crowd at that remark. Donna went back to eating her meal in peace. She was almost finished when Gina came over with a piece of pie, apple with whipped cream on it. She sat it down beside of Donna's plate. Donna looked at it and frowned. "I didn't order pie. But thanks." She slid it over and continued her meal. "Don't thank me, it was Darryl, he sent it over as a peace offering. Said he didn't mean nothing by his remark and he respects a woman that can handle a rig and put him in his place, too" Donna looked over to where Darryl was sitting and raised her coffee cup in thanks. 20 minutes later, Donna finished her meal, and called Gina over for the bill. She brought it and laid it face down on the table. She was turning to leave when Donna caught her arm. "When do you get off work here, doll?" "About an hour from now, why?" Gina said, blushing slightly from the memory of the earlier kiss. "Well, if you want to finish what we started in the shower, stop by my truck when you are off work. You're cute and a hell of a kisser. I want to see how much talent those lips really have." Donna said, a smirk on her face. She knew she wouldn't be stood up, even though Gina had left the table with a non-committal 'we'll see.' Donna paid her tab and strolled out to her truck. The hours of driving and the good food had made her sleepy so she climbed into the back and laid down, figuring that she'd know soon enough if the fiery red head was going to show or not. She settled back on her bed in the sleeper of her truck and was almost instantly asleep. A short time later she awoke to feathery light kisses on her lips and chest. She must have been sound asleep, because Gina had gotten into the truck and had managed to get her shirt almost off of her before she awoke. She stirred slightly and Gina's efforts doubled. She was in desperate need to wake this handsome woman. The scent of her pussy filled the small space of the trucks' sleeper. She needed fucking badly. It had been too long since she had had sex and this woman was right here and willing if she could wake her up. Donna sat up and wrapped her arms around the young girl. She thought, 'young and hot, just the way I like 'em.' But out loud she said, "My my, who is this in my bed? Some hot young truck stop cutie that desperately wants a piece of old Don. " Gina squirmed, "I am not desperate!" "That is not what my nose tells me, this sleeper reeks of hot pussy and it ain't mine. I know my scent." Gina giggled and let herself be kissed, a deep soul searching kiss like lovers long parted, and reunited. She melted into Donna's arms and when the kiss broke, the scent of arousal had changed, Donna's own scent now mingled with Gina's hot pussy smell. Donna wasted no time at all getting Gina on the bed in the sleeper. She undid the top Gina wore and slowly peeled it back to expose the biggest set of boobs she had ever seen. She could not tear her eyes from the massive mounds of flesh. She buried her face in them and found herself rooting around like a newborn pup for a nipple. She found one with a little help from Gina and sucked it gently. Gina moaned. "Oh yeah, that is good. Suck it baby." Donna needed no encouragement; She had latched onto a nipple and was sucking like an infant. Hands snaked out to Gina's other tit and down to toy with her pussy lips. In no time flat, Gina was squirming and trying to get more contact from the hand that continued to drive her insane with desire. "Oh Donna, please, baby, please. Don't tease me! I need to feel your hands on and in my pussy. Please baby!" The skirt she wore had hiked up in the squirming, and she wore no panties, Donna didn't even stop to think about where they were. Donna was quick to oblige, she left the comfort of Gina's huge tits, and snaked her was down her short frame, till she was nose to pussy with Gina's throbbing center. The scent of it was like heady perfume, Intoxicating and wonderful. She ran a finger along the moist slit and licked it. "Finger lickin' good" she quipped as she let her tongue travel the same route her finger had mapped out for her. The first touch of Donnas tongue sent Gina into quivering spasms, she shook with need and desire for the dusty blond. Her hips hummed as she tried to hold back the rising tide that threatened to drown her in delight. Donna traced the outer edges of Gina's hot pussy slowly, several times before taking the plunge and dipping her tongue into the deep well of nectar within. Gina gasped as she felt that tongue enter her. Hot and slippery, in just the right place at the right time. Man could she get used to this, so much different from her last lover. Kari had been impatient and she really didn't seem to know where anything was or what to do with it. Thoughts of her last lover were wiped from her mind as a shattering orgasm began to build. Her breath came in short gasps, and she writhed under the actions of Donna's tongue. Her orgasm was building to a point of no return fast and when it came the force of it blinded her. Moments later, when she had recovered enough to see clearly, she looked down at the dusty blond head between her legs and sighed. Donna's head popped up as she did and she said, "From the sound of it you kind of enjoyed that, though I've never been with someone who was so quiet when they came. Like a little mouse squeak was all I heard." Gina smiled weakly and said, "You bet I enjoyed it. Never had such a cum in my life! The only thing missing was a good solid cock pounding into me after the first cum. I don't miss much about Kari, but she sure could use a dildo." Donna smiled, that was the cue she had been waiting and hoping for. "Ask and ye shall receive!" She unzipped the fly if her jeans and for the first time, Gina noticed the bulge there. Fumbling for a moment with the fly of the boxers she finally freed her rubber member from its confines. "How's this?" She asked, turning and wagging the big bouncy phallus at Gina. Gina's eyes grew huge as she eyed the thick shaft. Firm but soft, and lifelike in color, poking out of Donna's fly like that, made it almost seem real. "Oh yes! That's perfect!" She fell to the floor of the truck and took the rubber cock into her mouth. Donna watched the redhead as she bobbed up and down on the shaft, letting her imagination take over as she did. She felt those lips and that hot mouth just as surely as she would have had that rubber cock been made of flesh. A soft moan escaped her lips and she said, "Baby, you keep that up and I'm gonna cum long before I get into you." Gina let the cock slip from her lips and looked at Donna with some sort of mix of amusement and amazement. "You act like you could feel that!" Donna rolled her onto her belly and hooked her hands under her hips, lifting her back end up, as she said, "All it takes is a good imagination baby. The most powerful sex organ is between your ears after all." She lubed the tip of her cock by running it the length of Gina's dripping slit and then on the return pass, let it slip into her willing channel. It sank to the hilt without effort. Donna gasped at that. Always, she had to stop when she was only about two thirds of the way into her girls. This cutie could take it all and what's more she was begging to be fucked hard with it! She pulled out about halfway and slammed home. Gina gasped a bit but squirmed as if wanting to back herself onto the cock even farther. Donna began a hard pounding rhythm that would have most all of the women she had fucked with it begging for her to stop. Gina, on the other hand, seemed to love it. She rode it like an expert, and begged for more. Donna gave her all she had and pounded her like a freight train. Gina whimpered and gave back as good as she got. The pace told all too quickly on Donna, as she felt a huge orgasm building up in her over heated cunt. She knew she couldn't hold back long at the pace she had set, but luckily, she didn't have to. Just as the first twinges rippled through her pussy, Gina started thrashing and moaning. That was all it took to send Donna off the edge and into the purple abyss. She came hard and through the haze she could feel and hear Gina cumming too. Her hips slowed and finally stopped. She let Gina fall forward on the bed as she collapsed on top of her. Slowly their breathing returned to normal and finally they untangled themselves and Gina started to gather her clothes that had been tossed all over the truck's cab. "What'cha doin?" Donna asked "Well, it has been great, but I've got almost an hour's walk to my trailer and it isn't getting any earlier. I need sleep. I worked a 12 hour shift and I have to be back in tonight for the dinner crew." She said as she located her panties. "If you want, you can crash here and I'll drop you off at your place to get ready for work later. Hell, my load ain't hurtin' none, I'll even hang around and bring you back to work after you get ready if you like." Donna offered. Gina considered this for only a second, before diving into bed beside the muscular woman. "I think I'll take you up on that, it's been a long time since I woke up next to something that wasn't covered with hair." Donna looked at her quizzically, one eyebrow raised. She laughed, "My dog, Rocko." "Oh, ok" They snuggled down in the sleeper and let the rhythm of each other's breathing lull them to sleep. As they drifted off Donna thought to herself 'wow, friend, this one has you by the balls. She must be something special. You've never offered to take one of your truck stop lays home before.' Her final thought before she fell asleep was 'Yup, this one is going to be hard to let go and forget' To be continued...... A Fresh Start Ch. 02 The miles slipped away under the wheels of the black truck. It had been almost 2 months since she had been through this part of the state. The road she was on led to the tiny truck stop and the pretty red head that she hadn't been able to forget. That wasn't like her, she never thought about the girls she bedded when she stopped for the night in a truck stop parking lot. Something was different about this one. She hadn't even thought about bedding another girl for the first month after the encounter with Gina, but when her libido finally won out, the sex was hollow, without any fire. She had cum, but the orgasm was weak and almost forced. So, she had taken a load that would bring her back to the little diner and hopefully the red head would still be there. It was late in the afternoon when she pulled into the parking lot of the truck stop. There were only a couple of cars in the lot, and it looked like the place was closed. 'No, it can't be closed. Sign on the door said 24/7, so must be it's just slow right now. She parked the truck and left it idle to keep the cab cool. She was tired, but not as bad as she had been the first night. She walked to the door and peered through it before she opened it. Seemed like the only ones in there were the cook, one patron and Gina. She opened the door, and the entry bell went off. Gina called,"Have a seat, I'll be right there" without turning around. She picked up the coffee pot and a menu and turned then to take care of the customer. She squealed and nearly dropped the pot of coffee when she saw the spiky, dusty blond head above the seat of the booth. Donna had deliberately sat with here back to Gina. She wanted to see if the red head remembered her, or if she had just been a handy lay that sultry night 2 months ago. Gina hurried over to the booth, hardly daring to believe that it was Donna. "Oh my God! I didn't think you'd ever come back this way! I'm so glad to see you! What will it be?" She said, taking out her order pad. "Coffee, a lunch special, and a side of you for desert if you have the time." Donna said. Gina was busy writing when it dawned on her that Donna had just asked her back to her truck for some fun. "I nearly wrote that in my book!" She said, giggling. " Sure I'd love a repeat performance after work. I'll go get your order on." She went back and handed the order to the cook and stood at the counter waiting for it to be ready. When it was, she picked it up, and took it and the coffee pot back to the table. She sat the meal in front of the trucker and said, "You look like you have seen a lot of miles recently. You look tired." "Well, yeah, I've been pushing hard, trying to forget something. You know what? It didn't work, I'm back here." She said, pondering her coffee. "You got time enough to sit and keep this old trucker company while I eat?" Gina looked around at the nearly empty diner and said, "Yeah, I think this rowdy crowd will be fine without me for a bit." She sat across from Donna and just looked at her. She could see there was something on her mind, but years of experience had taught her that if someone wanted to talk they would in their own time and pushing the issue wouldn't help. Donna ate in silence for a while and at length she spoke. "Well, talk to me. How did you end up in this place? What did you do to deserve this dead end job?" Gina giggled. She said, "Well, I am a college graduate, just this past spring actually. I took this job cause it was close, and all I could find after my girl left me stranded here with nothing and no one. The woman I rent my trailer from was really nice to me, she let me live there free till I got this job, and I finally got the back rent paid up last month, so now I don't owe her anything, it feels good to be free for once. " "Do you like working here?" "Yeah, it's fun, I meet a lot of people. Some really interesting ones, but some are unforgettable." She pointedly looked at Donna as she said this. "Yeah, I know the part about some people being unforgettable." Donna said, returning the stare. Both women were squirming slightly in their seats, not wanting to admit that just being near the other was turning them on so much. The conversation continued, with Gina telling Donna how her ex had left her there during a road trip to celebrate the graduation, and how hurt Gina had been. How it had taken a long time for her to forgive her and go on with her life. "What about you? How did you get to driving a truck?" Gina asked at length "Well, my dad was a trucker, so mom told me, so I guess it is in my blood. I never met dad, and mom was a lot like you, a truck stop waitress I mean. She didn't have no fancy education, she barely made it out of 8th grade. But, she worked and put me through school; made damn sure I went too. She was killed a few years back so now I have no one; I've driven this rig now for 3 years, and I must say I enjoy it. Meet a lot of people, see a lot of things, and places." "Did you ever think about settling down?" "Nope, not yet anyway. I like my freedom too much. Though I do want to settle into my sleeper with you pretty soon. It's been a long hard day and I need to feel you in my arms and taste you again." Gina blushed. She had to admit it felt good to be wanted again. "Finish your meal. I'm off in a couple of hours. That will give you time for a shower and a nap before we play." Donna grinned. She ran a hand through the spiky hair and said, "Yeah, I could do with a shower, for sure. Those dusty roads don't do a thing for my complexion." She said, doing her best imitation of a glamour girl. They both laughed at that and Gina went to take care of a customer who had just come in. From the counter the voice came, "Well, Ginny, I see your trucker is back. Guess that means you will be cutting out early today huh?" "Darryl you know I only work half a day today, get off my case!" Gina said good-naturedly. Gina and the customers had a good relationship, she knew all the locals, and they all joked and ribbed each other. It was all in fun, and it was refreshing not to have to hide behind a straight facade here. She had hidden the fact that she was gay all the while she was growing up, hid it from her parents, her friends, everyone. They wouldn't have understood. She was only free to be herself when she finally went away to college, and that was where she had met her ex girlfriend. She had fallen in love and they had spent the whole 4-year college stint as inseparable companions. It was not until they were finished and on the road trip across the country just to see the sights, that she found herself, one morning, all alone in the little motel on the edge of town, her girl and all her money and possessions gone. A note on the pillow said "It's been fun, but I've got to live my life now. See ya." Her heart had been broken. But now, she was here in this diner, happy with her life and the people she knew. The trucker was the first person she had been with since she had been dumped, and she couldn't help wanting to be with her more and more. She looked across the diner, to the booth where Donna sat. She was just finishing her meal, and Gina took her bill to her and said, "you go get cleaned up and get some rest, I'll be done here in a bit and I'll meet you out in the truck." "OK, sounds good to me." Donna said, picking up her bill and heading for the register. She paid her bill and went back to the truck. She grabbed her shower bag, and noted that the pile of clothes in the corner was getting deep; she'd have to do laundry before she went too many more miles. She stepped around the diner to the shower house in back and went in. She took the same shower stall she had on her first trip through, knowing there was nothing to worry about covering and that the lock worked. She stripped and as she pulled her shirt off, a long scar was visible. Bright red and newly healed, it was the result of defending her truck against some vandals a few weeks prior. She ran her fingers down the scar, mumbling to herself 'nice beauty mark those hoodlums left you, huh Don?' She finished stripping and stepped into the shower, adjusted the water and stepped out to wait for it to warm. She examined herself a bit while waiting and decided she didn't need to shave this time, the fuzz was barely noticeable on her lips and pits as she had shaved just the day before. The relaxing spray felt good on her tired, stiff muscles. For a while she lost herself in the feeling of the hot, pounding spray. Soon, her thoughts turned to the redheaded waitress. How hot would it be if she were in there with her? Knowing she was just a few short feet away did nothing to quell Donna's erotic, rambling thoughts. She could almost feel the long, supple fingers exploring her willing body, probing into her most secret places. Without realizing it, she let her fingers stray to her tiny breasts, fondling her nipples till they were hard peaks of pleasure. She pinched them lightly and felt the sparks ignite in her loins. Almost reluctantly, she pulled her hands away. Quickly, she finished her shower, and got dried and dressed. She didn't want to be caught sleeping again when Gina came to her, so she hurried to the truck and set her travel alarm for an hour. She settled back on her bed and was instantly asleep. She came out of a sexy dream when the alarm went off. She quickly shook the sleep from her head and picked up a few scattered things in the truck, trying to make it look presentable for Gina. She caught herself cleaning up and laughed. What was it about this woman? She didn't clean for any truck stop bitch, why should this one be different? She didn't have time to ponder that as the truck door opened and the top of a bright red head was visible. "C'mon in, I'm awake this time. Awake and ready for you, baby." Donna said as Gina clambered into the truck. "Why don't they make ladders for these things?" She said jokingly as Donna extended a hand to help her up. Gina took the offered hand and Donna pulled her up into the truck and on into her arms. She wrapped the pretty waitress in a bear hug and inhaled deeply. "You smell like French fries that want to be fucked." Gina giggled and said "Well you are half right, I do want to be fucked and I can't think of anyone I'd rather have fucking me than you." She reached for Donna's crotch and was rewarded by the feel of the hard bulge she knew would be there for her. "Mmmm, I've been dreaming about that." Donna said, "Well, it's right here waiting for you, baby. But first I want to taste you. It's been so long. Lay back and let me get some of that sweet pussy." Gina settled back on the bed of the sleeper cab, and let Donna take over. She wasted no time, dropping to her knees and flipping the skirt out of her way. She loved the fact that the uniform Gina wore was a skirt and blouse, gave her easy access to that sweet pussy. Her tiny thong panties didn't stand in the way much either. She quickly peeled them down over her hips and tossed them aside. "What's this?" Donna traced a finger over the slick hairless lips. "You shaved! I love it!" She ran her tongue over the smooth, slick pussy lips. Gina's juices were flowing and Donna couldn't get enough. She ran her tongue up and down Gina's hot slit several times, coating it with the heady pussy syrup. Using her fingers, she gently opened those sweet lips and dove right in, attacking Gina's clit with a wild, thrashing tongue. The touch of Donnas tongue on her hard clit sent bolts of electricity through Gina's pussy and up to her suddenly hard nipples. Her back arched and her hips bucked upward, straining for more contact from Donna's well-schooled tongue. Donna drank in the hot nectar from Gina's steaming pussy, licking gently around her clit and running her tongue the full length from time to time. She couldn't get enough of her sweet juices. Her tongue action soon had Gina begging for a little extra to send her over the edge. Donna backed off then and stood, bringing a whimper from Gina. The almost silent track of her zipper told Gina that she was releasing the hard rubber cock she wore from its cloth prison. She pulled Gina to the side of the bed, picked up her legs and held them straight up, while she guided her cock home in one smooth motion. Gina squealed with delight as she felt herself being filled up and she wrapped her legs around Donna's neck as she began pistoning the rubber cock in and out of her hot pussy. She set a hard rhythm that soon had Gina gasping and straining for release. Donna felt with every fiber of her being her cock as it stroked in and out of that tight pussy. She felt the hot tight closeness as it sank to the hilt. She could feel Gina as she quivered on the edge, and she felt the sparks in her own overheated pussy, as she got closer to orgasm herself. She wanted to hold off till Gina was ready but she knew she would not be able to hold back much longer. Gina was close, so close she only needed a little more to drop off the edge into ecstasy. She drove herself onto Donna's cock, and Donna felt the change as she did so. She redoubled her strokes, driving harder and faster into Gina's swollen, dripping cunt. Suddenly, Gina's orgasm ripped through her, her back arching off the bed and her hips bucking so hard that Donna nearly was tossed off of her. That was all it took for Donna, she felt the first velvet bullet as it ripped through her pussy, sending shock waves throughout her body. Her orgasm was so strong that she saw stars for a minute, and then gentle blackness engulfed her. Moments passed, and Donna slowly awoke, fully aware of the sweet redhead under her, squirming to free herself from Donna's dead weight. Donna rolled quickly off the helpless girl. Laying half on the bed on her back she said "I ain't cum that hard since I don't remember when. You are about the best I've ever been with baby." Wow, I didn't think anyone could cum from running a strap on. But you are the best I've ever been with. You know just how and when to hit me. I could easily get used to that." Donna chuckled, and slipped the harness off. "Come on baby, I been aching to feel what you can do with that pretty mouth of yours, so hop on up here and do a little 69 with me. I want more of that sweet pussy anyways." Gina giggled and swung one slim leg over Donnas head and settled down on her face, where Donna got an up close view of the smooth glistening lips. Below, she could feel Gina's hot breath on her lower lips. She was super sensitive, as she rarely allowed anyone to touch her there. It wasn't that she didn't like it; she was just very particular whom she shared that part of intimacy with. The first touch of Gina's mouth was like electricity coursing through Donna's loins. She bucked involuntarily, pushing her hot pussy lips hard into Gina's mouth. She took that to mean Donna wanted more, and she worked her tongue deep into Donna's pussy, finding her hole and slipping a tiny way into it. The sweet sensation nearly caused Donna to explode on the spot, but she managed to hold back, concentrating on giving Gina as good as she was giving her. Letting her mouth follow the pattern and pace that she was feeling play out on her own pussy. Her tongue traced velvet lips along the path to Gina's waiting clit. A gentle flick of the tongue tip across Gina's clit sent shock waves through her body. Donna was not used to the electric velvet feeling of her lover's experienced lips and her hips bucked uncontrollably. She was having a lot of difficulty in controlling the raging orgasm that threatened to consume her. It had been too long, she fought a brave fight, but all too soon she felt the first ripple shoot through her pussy and radiate out to the rest of her body. Gina never moved off of Donna's gushing pussy as her orgasm ripped through her. The waves subsiding, Donna dropped back onto the bunk and gently pulled her red headed lover up to her. She wrapped her in her arms and for the first time Gina noticed the long jagged scar that crossed Donna's lithe chest. Gina struggled a bit in Donna's strong arms, then gave in, and lay comfortably snuggled against her chest. "What happened here?" She asked, lightly running a finger down part of the scar. . "Oh nothing really major, baby. I just caught a bunch of teen hoodlums trying to steal my load a few weeks back. It had to have been just for fun too. There is no money in stolen toilet paper." Donna laughed lightly and snuggled down holding Gina even tighter. "Can you stay with me tonight?" Gina snuggled down closer and said," I really want to stay here with you tonight. I really shouldn't but I want to." "Why shouldn't you? You got someone waiting up for you at home? You sure can't be thinking about what folks are gonna say, seems like everyone in this town knows about us." "It's not that, I'm getting really comfortable with you and the more I stay around you the more I want to stay with you. I know you have to leave in the morning, too." "It's ok pretty one, I will make sure I come back from time to time. I am getting pretty used to you too." Gina thought it over a moment before snuggling down in Donna's arms. She just felt so comforted and needed there. Donna too, felt that she belonged there in her arms. The crickets buzzed on that sultry late summer night, as a plan formed in the short trucker's mind. A broad smile crossed her lips as she drifted off to sleep. Daylight found the lovers curled into one another. The first rays of the sun hit the sleeper window and woke the lithe trucker from a sound sleep. She untangled herself from the redheaded waitress, and sat on the edge of the bunk. She was shaking the sleep from her head and reaching for her clothes when she felt the soft gentle hands of her lover run down her back. She turned on the bunk and grinned. "Good morning, sleepyhead" she said to her redheaded lover. "You ready for more, or will you let me up to hit the head first?" Gina laughed and said, "Go ahead, I need to go freshen up, too." They dressed in silence. Gina only having to find her top and her thong got dressed and was out of the cab and headed to the bathroom stalls long before Donna could get herself together. At length, Donna clambered down from her big black rig, and walked with a strut that had not been there in years toward the bathhouse. Towel and clean clothes in hand she stepped into the building. Waiting just inside the door was Gina, sitting on the bench waiting for her. Donna jumped at the unexpected surprise, but the grin that split her face was enough to let Gina know she was not an unwelcome sight. She said coyly, "I thought you might like some company?" Donna took her hands and drew her close, kissing her neck and slowly trailing kisses downward. She fumbled slightly with her top, removing it finally, and stopped and allowed Gina to remove her T-shirt. Dropping to her knees and slipped the tiny skirt down Gina's hips and let her nostrils pull in the heady perfume of her lover's sweet sex. She peeled the tiny thong down her lover's long legs, and allowed her to kick out of her flat shoes. Gina fumbled for a second with Donna's zipper. then it fell with near silence, allowing the hard rubber cock of her strap on to bounce free once more. Gina giggled and said, "don't you ever leave that in the truck?" Donna chuckled, and said, "If I did, I would not be able to do this." As she twirled the girl on her arms, bent her over and slipped her cock into her in one swift motion. Gina gasped with the sudden flood of feelings that ran through her body. Donna's rubber cock filled her and touched hidden places she did not know existed till she was with her. Donna pounded into her till the little redhead gasped and came hard. Then she held her tight while she regained her composure and her footing. A Fresh Start Ch. 02 Donna let her dildo slip out of Ginas sodden pussy, and then turned her around once more, and then stepped out of her jeans, unclipped the harness and allowed the contraption to drop. She stepped out of it and placed it on the bench, beside her clothes. Taking her lover by the hand, she led the way to the shower, adjusted the spray to slightly cooler than she usually put it and drew Gina into the stall with her. Taking her body wash, she lovingly washed Gina from fingertips to toes, and then allowed her to do the same. Dropping to her knees again, Donna let her tongue wander into the slippery folds of Ginas pussy. Finding the nub of her clit she circled it, and then sucked it into her mouth, bringing still another gasp from the redhead. With the spray of the shower pounding on her back, Donna again brought her lover to a short, but powerful orgasm. Gently, she slipped to the stall floor with Gina in her arms and held her till she was able to stand on her own again. She led her out of the stall, turning off the water as she did so, and to the bench where her towels were laid out. Taking one of the fluffy towels she had, she wrapped Gina in it and took the other and dried herself off completely. Slipping into a t-shirt, she took up the harness, and inspected it. Laying it back down, she chuckled lightly and reached for the dirty t-shirt she had taken off. She went to the sink and got the shirt wet with warm water, came back and sat on the bench as she lovingly cleaned the harness parts and the rubber phallus attached to it. She joked as she cleaned it, saying that she had to keep it clean and ready for her girl, that her girl never knew when she would get fucked silly with it. Gina laughed nervously, and said she knew the feeling. She looked thoughtfully at Donna. Thinking to herself, ' does she have another girl, maybe a steady girlfriend? Am I just a trucker's toy for her?' Donna saw the look she was giving her, and laughed. "You are thinking I have a whole string of girls along the road aren't you? That you are just one of many. Well, let me give you one small piece of information, I have only been with one other woman since we parted ways two months ago, and it was just not right, she...well..., she just was not you." It was Gina's turn to stare at her lover. What was she saying? Was she saying she wanted more? A relationship? How could she ask that, when she was gone so long at a time? Donna got dressed, and then walked over to Gina, who was still sitting dumbfounded on the bench. She looked down at her and said, "Don't you think you should get dressed pretty one?" Gina looked around and blinked like she had been asleep and suddenly remembered she was sitting there in nothing but a towel. She smiled sheepishly, and quickly scurried into her clothes." Donna? I'm not sure what you are saying here." "Honey, what I'm saying is I'd like you to join me on the road. It isn't much of a life, but it is all I have to offer you. I can not promise you 5 star hotels and fancy meals, but I can promise you that you will see the whole country and that you will be well cared for. I make good money, and I don't spend a lot of it. I can give you about anything you want. If you come with me, I can promise to make love to you every night, and be by your side every day." Gina stared... To be continued...... A Fresh Start Ch. 03 The butch trucker looked at Gina with almost a lost expression as she awaited an answer. She needed Gina with her, the night they had spent together had proven that to her. Donna waited, hoping for the red headed waitress to say yes. The red headed waitress stood there, mouth agape, a look of total shock on her face. "I can't. Can I? What would they do here at the diner? I have to give them notice, I have to let then find someone to take my place." Donna's look of disappointment was clear, her smile gone, her whole body seemed to sag. Gina saw the change in her, and said, "Don't get me wrong, I want to, in the worst way. I'd love to spend my days and nights with you." The trucker smiled a weak smile, and said, "I know, you're right, you can't just leave without notice, the people here have been too decent to you. But, I'm leaving this morning, gotta deliver this load, I'll be back this way in three weeks, you know I'll be stopping here when I do." Gina thought about this, as they headed, arm in arm, back out to the truck. "Does this mean that I've got three weeks to make my choice?" she asked at length. "That's giving you time enough to think about it, time enough to give notice, time enough to run if you change your mind." Donna said. "But I will be back, that I promise you." The pretty redhead smiled broadly, and said, "You know my answer will be yes, I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be than by your side." Donna helped her back up into the truck and then stepped up into it herself. Gina settled down on the bunk and said, "seeing as how you're leaving this morning, how about something for the road?" The spiky haired trucker grinned, "you don't have to ask me twice!" She sort of pounced on her, grabbing her and rolling her onto her back on the bunk. Donna slipped down and stripped Gina's panties off her yet again. She sniffed the heady scent that told her that Gina was hot and ready even after the morning's fun. She lapped at her wet slit, taking her time, enjoying what would be their last encounter for a few weeks to it's fullest. Gina arched to meet her familiar touch; reveling in the feelings it gave her. The feelings that spread out from her clit and radiated through her body were familiar yet enthralling. Captivating. The touch she had come to know and love, the touch that would soon again be gone from her life. How could she think about letting her lover drive off into the distance alone? All too soon, Gina felt the first ripples of her orgasm shoot through her, and Donna was drowned in the sweet nectar of her pussy. The spiky haired trucker didn't stop, but just shifted a bit, and Gina felt the familiar hardness of the little trucker's toy. Slowly, Donna slid the full length of the shaft into Gina's hot slit. The uncanny connection she had with it allowing her to feel every movement and vibration as if it were her own flesh and blood. Beads of sweat formed on Donna's face, as she did her best to hold back the rising tide within her. She was determined to give Gina something to remember her by for the time it would take her to drop her load and find another to bring her back that way. Pistoning in and out of her redheaded partners pussy, Donna thought of anything she could to deter her own impending orgasm. She pounded into her, hard and fast, giving her as much as she could take. Gina's orgasms came one on the heels of the last, blending into each other, and keeping her on the crest of a tidal wave. The wave broke when Donna could take no more and came with vicious force, screaming as she did. Her scream ended abruptly as blackness engulfed her once again. Moments later, she awoke, again to the feeling of the waitress under her. She immediately rolled off of her onto her back. Slightly embarrassed by what had happened. Gina rolled onto her side and said, "it's ok. You didn't need to jump like that. I still find it amazing that you feel so much in tune with that strap on. I've never known anyone who could get off like that." "I am not bothered about that, it's... well it's just that it has been a very long time since I have cum hard enough to pass out like that, and now it has happened twice in a span of hours. You do things to me baby, that I haven't felt in a very long time, and that scares me just a little. I'm leaving here in just a few hours, and that's giving you time to think it over, my luck when I come through here next time, you'll be long gone, or you'll have some local chick, and not be interested in me any more." Gina looked at her in disbelief, "do you know what you are saying? I have not had another lover since I was dumped in this little town. Hell, I think I'm the only lesbian in this town. Run away? Where would I go? Why would I want to run? I'm ready right now to say yes, and you know I am." The trucker looked at her and smiled broadly. She grabbed Gina in a tight hug and said, "you know you are something special in my book, and I will be back for you, that you can count on." They lay in each other's arms for a while, and Gina said at length, "can you take that thing off? I'm not letting you leave without one more chance at you." Donna laughed, and unclipped her harness, "anything for my girl." She said as she slipped out if it and her jeans. She settled back on the bunk and let Gina have what she wanted. Gina's tongue found her clit and flicked feathery light across it using just the tip. She licked the length of Donna's hot slit, gathering the thick cream as she went. Gently sucking, she worked her way back to the trucker's hard clit, and drew it into her mouth. Her tongue worked the folds of the hood, and flicked across the tip at intervals, all the while maintaining a gentle, constant suction. Donna felt her hot breath, and her tongue as Gina went to work on her. She had never experienced this with any of the other women she had been with. Usually, all they wanted was a quick fuck, and then they were gone. In her mind, she marveled at the lust and desire the young redhead showed for her. While at the same time, reveling in the sensations she was getting from the woman's talented mouth. All too soon, Gina's experienced mouth had Donna writhing and bucking, near climax, she whimpered, moaned and her hips shot upward. Desperately seeking just that tiny bit extra she needed to send her over the edge. The first shockwave hit her, radiating out from her clit, sending ripples throughout her body. Gina didn't stop; she stayed right where she was, riding out Donna's climax, gently slowing down the action to her clit, waiting for the first wave to subside. As it did, she picked up her pace again, determined to give her partner something extra to remember her with. Donna started to protest, but then the feelings were too much and she sank back to the bunk and just let herself go with the feelings. Never had she felt so much erotic pleasure from anyone, and she didn't want to stop it. Gina continued her play, taking her lover to new heights, bringing her to a second and finally a third mind shattering orgasm. As the waves of the final cum washed over Donna, she knew she had reached her limits, she saw stars and the familiar veil of blackness overtook her. Donna regained her senses, this time in Gina's' arms, instead of on top of her, and she just snuggled down into them. She said "I can think of no where else I'd rather be, baby. I know I gotta get going here soon, and I'm gonna miss you like mad, but you can bet I will be back this way as soon as I can be." An hour later, the big black Kenworth pulled out of the parking lot, leaving behind one very lonely waitress, and taking one heartsick trucker farther and farther away. ------------------------------------------------- Gina paced the lot of the diner where she once worked, it had been 3 weeks and she no longer worked there. She had given her boss her resignation the very day Donna left. She had worked there till they found someone to take her place, and she had given her landlady notice that she would be leaving, even given her extra money for the inconvenience of having to leave on short notice. Daylight was waning, and Gina was beginning to feel like a complete fool, when at last the big truck pulled into sight. She could have screamed, as she heard the airbrakes hiss and squeal. The big rig pulled into the parking lot, and a very tired, but jubilant Donna jumped down, leaving the rig idling. Gina ran and jumped into Donna's arms. Overjoyed at seeing her again, she was at a loss for words. The look in the trucker's eyes said it all, the time, the miles she had driven all slipped away, now that she was back in her lover's arms. "I guess you missed me, huh?" the trucker said as she untangled herself from her lover. She laughed as Gina tried to hang on. "Easy, baby, I'm here, and I'm not going to disappear on you. It has been a long haul though, I need food, a shower and then I need you and some sleep. How 'bout I buy you dinner?" "I don't care what you do as long as I never have to be without you again. These last few weeks alone have told me where my heart is, and I can't bear to be parted for so long at a time." Donna took Gina's hand and led her into the diner. Inside, they sat in the same booth Donna usually took, and when the new waitress came over, she looked at Donna interestedly. "So this is what you been waiting on all this time, Ginny? You dumped your home and your job for her?" Gina smiled warmly at Donna, and said to the waitress, " Carly, be happy I did, or you would still be running beers at the tavern down the road. This woman has my heart and I will not let anyone degrade her or myself. She is more of a human being than most people will ever know." Donna sat back and watched the mix of love and fury on her woman's face, marveling that she had never seen that side of her before. Finally, she cut in and said, "I been on the road for about 14 hours now, I need food, if you are going to stand there flapping your jaws, I can find another diner easy enough." The mousy haired waitress looked crestfallen, the wind torn from her sails, as she said, "I'm sorry, let me take your order, please." Donna grinned; she had effectively put the waitress back in her place. She looked across the booth at Gina and said, "what would you like, baby?" Their orders placed, they sat reacquainting themselves, talking as lovers long parted do, holding hands across the table, speaking in low tones. This continued until their food arrived, and Donna, long used to eating fast tore into her plate. Gina ate more slowly, just happy to be back with her lover. The blonde trucker, finished with her meal, sat back and watched while Gina finished her meal, then waved the waitress over, "coffee, and apple pie if you have any, for both of us." She said. "You are in luck, there's a fresh apple pie, just out of the oven over there, and I'll get you some. Want anything else?" Carly, the mousy blonde waitress asked, pen at the ready. "No, that will do it for the moment, thanks." Donna said. The waitress scurried off, getting their pie and coffee. Donna settled back to wait, and ran a calloused hand through her spiky hair. She said, "Man I need a shower. This road dust does nothing for me. You interested in joining me after dinner, in the showers?" Gina blushed slightly at the memory of the last time they were in those showers together. "You know I would love nothing better. Anywhere you are is where I want to be." Donna smiled again, she had known the answer, but she loved to hear the pretty redhead tell her anyways. Their desert and coffee came at that point, and Donna again tore into her plate, Gina tried to do the same and nearly choked. Donna laughed, "don't try to keep up with me. I'm used to eating fast, cause most of my life, time has meant money to me. Just take your time." Gina looked at her with a rueful grin, and slowed down. She said, "I'm not really trying to keep up with you, I just want to finish this and get out back to the showers with you. It's been too long." Donna grinned at the memories and said, "yes it has been. Now, finish your pie and let's get out of here. By the way, when I pulled in I didn't see any bags or anything, you are going with me aren't you?" A look of shock registered on Gina's face. "Of course I am! I have my bag out back so no one will run off with it. I don't have much, just my clothes and a few personal things. It all fit in a backpack very easily. I'll get it when we head to the truck." Donna relaxed visibly. For a moment she had been worried that she had changed her mind or had just switched jobs. "I'm glad you are. I was wondering, and yes even worried that you would think better of it and decide not to come with me." The red head smiled, and finished her pie, sipped her coffee, and said, "I have thought about nothing else these past few weeks, how could you even dream I'd say no?" The road wizened trucker laughed and said, "honey, that is the way my luck has been my entire life, I fully expected you to be gone when I came back. But, I'm so glad you weren't." she called the waitress over, and asked for the check. She finished her coffee and stood. She extended a hand to her companion, and dropped a fifty-dollar bill on the table as a tip for the service. She said, "Go on out to the truck, I'll be right there, just let me pay the tab here." Gina made her way to the truck, within minutes Donna was by her side. She climbed into the rig and finally shut it down, grinning stupidly as she did so. "Was in such a hurry to see you I forgot to shut this thing off." She stepped into the sleeper compartment behind the cab, and rummaged around for her clothes and shower bag. She jumped to the ground and took Gina's waiting hand. Together they walked around back to the showers. Stepping into the shower room together, Donna dropped her clothes and bag on the bench. She turned and grabbed Gina, drawing her close for a soul-searching kiss. Their tongues met and did battle twirling and chasing back and forth, taking the breath from both women. When the kiss broke, Donna dropped her hands to Gina's top, deftly undoing the buttons. She peeled the top back, exposing the tops of Gina's breasts. The trucker rained kisses on them, trailing her lips across the tops of them, savoring the moment. She could feel her partner tremble with need and excitement. With tenderness not thought possible from her calloused hands, she removed the bra and cupped the firm mounds of flesh. She lowered her head and nibbled at the sensitive flesh around the nipple. She used her fingers on the other nipple; she brought them both to sharp peaks, begging for attention. She trailed feathery kisses from one breast to the other, taking the other nipple into her mouth, sucking gently on it. Dropping to her knees in the cool tiled room, Donna released the zipper on Gina's skintight jeans. She peeled them down and was delighted to find nothing stood in her way. She buried her nose in the sweet, musky scent of her lovers mound and worked her tongue into the slit, far enough to find her clit. Electric shocks tore through Gina as Donna's tongue worked at her nerve center. She could hardly stand, but her strong lover held her, making her feel safe. So great was her need and her lust for Donna, that she came in mere seconds, not hard, but enough to take the edge off. Donna stood, stripped out of her clothes and stepped into the shower to adjust the water. When it ran hot, she took Gina's hand and stepped under the spray. Together they soaped and rubbed each other. Donna washing away the miles of road dust and Gina just enjoying the feeling of being there with her lover, and the hot spray hitting her. At length, Donna and Gina stepped from the shower, the short trucker tossing a fluffy towel to Gina and grabbing a second for herself. She dried off and dressed carefully, making sure she looked her best. Gina dried off and dressed, her hair still dripping, she wrapped the towel around it to help keep it from dripping all over her. She wondered at the meticulous care Donna took in dressing, noting that the clothes she put on were new. Once dressed, the road worn trucker led the way back to her truck. At the truck door, she stopped and fished in the pocket of her jeans. Gina watched, perplexed. She could not understand why her lover would be fishing around in the pockets of a new pair of jeans, when she knew she had not put anything into them. Donna finally found the item she sought. She pulled it out and dropped to one knee, extending the ring she held to Gina. "Baby, it ain't much, and I don't have a lot to offer you, but I love you and my life is not complete without you. Would you be my wife?" In shock, tears in her eyes, the redhead threw herself into her lover's arms, kissed her deeply and said "yes, my love, a thousand times yes. I've longed to be by your side, prayed for your safe return every night, dreamed of traveling the roads with you, being there when ever you needed me or wanted me. Yes, baby. There is nothing that would make me happier than to be yours now and forever." With a whoop of joy, the little trucker grabbed Gina and twirled her around. She put her down, just as the patrons of the diner all rushed out to see what the commotion was. "Folks, it's ok, this beautiful woman beside me just agreed to become my wife." Donna said as she slipped the ring onto Gina's hand. Congratulations rang from all sides, as the two disappeared into the truck. Once the commotion died down outside, Donna said " how about celebrating our marriage in the most traditional way? How about a honeymoon? Where would you like to go?" Gina didn't hesitate at all, "to bed, baby. We can think about a new destination in the morning." Donna laughed and said, "of course, baby, what ever you want." She pulled Gina down on top of her and started by kissing her, deep and long, taking her breath away. When she came up for air, she slowly unbuttoned Gina's top, taking her time, teasing her. They had all night, and she was in no rush. She wanted this first night of their life together to be unforgettable, as Gina herself was to the trucker. Her tongue lashed the flesh of Gina's breasts, trailing gooseflesh in its wake. She undid the clasp of her bra, seeking the turgid nipples hiding within. Sucking on them in turn she brought whimpers of pleasure to her lover. Gina whispered "don't stop, baby, don't ever stop." Donna answered by sucking harder, and running a free hand up into her hair. She grasped a handful and held her tight. Slipping further down her body; she released the zipper on Gina's tight jeans. The first electric touch of Donna's fingers on the flesh of her flat belly causes Gina to arch and squirm. Longing for, needing to feel her lover deep within her, she continued to thrash. Donna took her time, slowly building the need her lover felt to a fever pitch. She peeled the jeans down, and stood to quickly remove them. She stripped out of her own clothes, and lay back down beside her lover. The erotic feel of skin on skin brought even more pleasure to the supine redhead. She squirmed and wriggled, trying to feel all of Donna's slight, muscular body at once. Donna still took her time; idly teasing Gina with little caresses and nibbles. Trailing kisses and nibbles down her belly, and down each inner thigh. She avoided her pussy completely, making her lover moan in frustration and need. Finally when Gina thought she could not take another second of the blissful teasing, Donna buried her face in her gushing slit. Her tongue working fast and gently, she lapped up the cream that was gathered in the folds. Each long stroke of her tongue ended with a flick of her clit, soliciting quiet moans of pleasure from Gina. A Fresh Start Ch. 03 Donna licked gently at first, drawing her lover to a peak of pleasure and keeping her there. She sucked Gina's clit into her mouth, and let her tongue tip dance over it. Gina could not hold out for long with the feelings that she was getting, and soon her moans changed from soft and pleading to loud and ecstatic. Her hips bucked, as she came, driving Donnas tongue deep into her. Donna did not stop, but rode the wave of pleasure with her, her own overheated sex pulsing, her juices flowing liberally. Donna did not cum, but was very near ready to when Gina's climax subsided. She quickly shifted position, rolling onto her back, she pulled Gina on top of her and said "ride it baby, so I can watch you when you cum." Gina was on her knees atop her lover's hard phallus in seconds flat, riding it, bringing herself as much pleasure as she could find. Her being on top, allowed Donna to cool off just a bit, she didn't want to cum before Gina had had her fill, because she knew when she did, she would be totally spent. Gina rode Donnas strap on to one climax, and then another, almost without slowing down. When she came down from the second climax, Donna pulled her down on top of her, and rolled with one smooth motion. Landing with Gina under her she never missed a stroke, but continued to pound into the young redhead, driving her closer and closer to a mind shattering orgasm. Donna rode the wave with her though she concentrated on making her partner cum first. Gina's breathing signaled her climax was close and the lithe trucker doubled her strokes, sending her over the edge. Donna saw and felt her lover cum, felt the trembling of her body, the tight squeezing of her muscles, felt with her whole being that her lover was riding the wave of bliss. As Gina came down from her euphoric high, Donna felt the first twinge in her own pussy. That twinge became a flood of pent up pleasure, and wave after wave flooded over her. The sweet blackness threatened to overtake her, and she fought against it, needing to feel this orgasmic episode in its entirety. Slowly, the waves subsided, and Donna realized she had managed to remain conscious. She collapsed on top of Gina, and quickly rolled off of her. Lying beside her, she gasped for air. Her breathing slowed and became normal, as she gathered her lover in her arms. Gina lay with her head pillowed on one of Donna's nearly flat breasts and drifted off to sleep. Dreams of a fresh start with the one she loved filled her head. Donna, the tough little trucker had finally met her match in this fiery little redhead. As sleep overtook her, Donna saw a glimpse of the future, long ribbons of highway, and the sweet Gina, her wife, her partner, by her side.