I scrubbed my body as clean as I could, avoiding touching my tender asshole with the soap. It would be a while before I could give that a good scrubbing, but I still let the hot water rain down on it and I gritted my teeth hard against the pain. When I was finally as clean as I thought I could get, I turned the water off and walked slowly into the other room. The trucker was gone, and only a wet puddle of cum and my clothes remained to remind me of the encounter. That and a very sore ass.
When I got dressed and made my way downstairs, I ran into Frank on my way to my room. He had a smirk on his face and asked how my job went. When I started to answer, he grabbed his nose and pretended to wave away a bad smell.
"Whoa," he exclaimed. "Smells like you've been eating shit. You should really brush your teeth once in a while." He laughed raucously and then waddled away on his short fat legs without even waiting to hear what I had to say. That's when I knew that fat asshole had a hand in all of that. Even if it wasn't his idea, he definitely knew it was coming.
Weeks 16-17
I spent the first few days after my last encounter with a sore ass, but by mid week I felt a lot better. Unfortunately, Frank must have put the word out that my backdoor was open for business, because all of a sudden at least half of all the guys that came for my services wanted to fuck me in the ass. I had resigned myself to my fate, but I had also made sure to leave a bottle of lubrication in the little utility closet up in the shower room as well as a small one in my purse.
I have to admit, at this point after another week of getting reamed in the rear, I was actually starting to enjoy it a little bit. With the proper lubrication and a finger on my clit, I was even able to get myself off a few times. At least when I had been with a few of the better looking and more gentle truckers.
I knew that Frank was sending these guys to fuck my ass as a way to torment me. The fact that I was able to get off on it now felt like a small victory, at least.
Week 18
Frank has caught on to the fact that I like it in the ass now, and unfortunately I had to let him have a go. The other day he called me into his office and as soon as I closed the door he told me to strip as he dropped his pants. He said he heard from a bunch of his trucker friends that I was getting off on their anal exploits and now he wanted his turn.
It wasn't as bad as I thought for a few reasons. First, since he was fucking my ass as I bent over his desk, I didn't have to look at his fat disgusting body or face. Second, his dick was so small it barely registered with me. I didn't even bother with lube, I was loose enough from all the real cocks I had taken that his little pecker didn't even hurt when he popped it in. The most uncomfortable part was his enormous belly resting on my back as he slammed into me, but as usual he didn't last long and as soon as he sprayed my bowels with his load he moved off of me and I was able to leave.
Before I shut the door, though, he ominously warned me that he had another surprise for me next week. Since his last surprise was a cum shower from him and his fat friends, I was more than a little worried about what this time may be. I know the only reason he even told me was to get under my skin, but unfortunately it worked.
Week 19
Frank's surprise was a double header, so to speak. The other night he sent me out to a truck after dinner. When I got there, no one was in the cab so I walked around to the back. The trailer door was open just a crack so I called out to see if anyone was back there.
The door slid up and large hand reached out to me from the darkness within. I grabbed a hold of it and it pulled me right up into the truck.
"Look what we have here, Frank was right, this girl is fine..."
When my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I saw that I was standing in the large trailer of the semi with boxes taking up most of the interior. On the floor near the door, however, was a dirty mattress and before me stood two large men. The one that spoke had a beard and dark hair. He was muscular but also a little bit overweight. His friend had a similar build although more on the muscular side, and his face was clean shaven. They both seemed to be in their 40s, if I had to guess.
"Lemme get the light," the other one said. He turned and flicked on what looked to me to be a homemade overhead light, basically consisting of a big flashlight hooked up to a car battery. The first trucker pulled the trailer door completely shut once the light was on.
"Hi guys," I said. I didn't know there would be two of them. "I'm Anna."
"Jeff," said the first guy as he turned back from the door. He had a deep and resonant voice, especially in the back of the closed semi.
"Darryl," said the other one.
"So, uh... who wants to go first?" I asked. I assumed they were both looking for action since Jeff had just shut the door with all three of us inside. Unless one of them just wanted to watch.
Jeff grinned at me, a couple of his teeth were missing behind that beard. "We'll see how it goes. Come here," he said, reaching for me. I took his hand and he pulled me forcefully forward into his arms, wrapping them around me as he pressed his prickly face against me and started to kiss my cheeks and neck.
I wriggled my arms out and wrapped them around his broad neck. I didn't mind the prickles of his beard, most of the truckers were hairy and I was pretty use to it. I started to kiss him back on his neck. His hands moved down my body and grabbed both of the globes of my ass firmly, giving them a good hard squeeze. After he let go, I felt his fingers hook into the waistband of my pants and panties and start to push them down over my hips. When his hands had pushed as low as they could from his position, he left my pants where they were, just past my butt cheeks, and slid them up along my back and under my shirt, rubbing my back with strong thick fingers.
I was enjoying the mini massage I was getting, and starting to get a little turned on by the kisses and rubs, almost forgetting about Darryl who was still in the trailer with us. I was suddenly reminded, however, when I felt a pair of hands continue to work my pants down my legs and then finally off of me. I stepped out one foot at a time as he removed my bottoms completely, leaving me standing only in my shoes, socks and shirt.
I wasn't sure if Darryl was just helping things along, or he was trying to get in on the action himself. I didn't have to wonder long, however, as I felt his hands grips the sides of my hips and his smooth face push against my ass. A long probing tongue pressed in between my butt cheeks and tickled my anus, causing me to give a little jump.
Jeff laughed against me. "We've got a squirmy one here Darryl," he said in his deep voice. Darryl just grunted in agreement, his mouth and tongue occupied between my legs. He had slid his face downward a bit and pressed in deeper, his tongue now reaching the bottom of my slit. He was alternating between dipping into my pussy and back up to rim my asshole. I was definitely squirming, as Jeff said, but not in a bad way.
Jeff broke away from kissing my neck long enough to pull my shirt off and over my head, exposing my B cups to the air. His mouth immediately went to one of my sensitive pink nipples and he started to suck for all he was worth. I moaned in response, pleased with all of the attention I was getting. I could already feel an orgasm not far away.
They continued their attention on me for a few minutes and then I felt Darryl move away. By now, Jeff's mouth had switched to my other breast and was pulling hard on that nipple with his lips while his meaty hand squeezed the first one. I could hear some rustling behind me and then Darryl's lips pressed against the back of my neck causing a shiver to run up my spine.
I felt his cock pressing against my ass. I was unsurprised, given the way things have been going lately and the fact that he was just licking it anyway. His hands grasped my shoulders and he started to push forward. I wasn't sure if I was lubed up enough or not, but I had no time to think about it as his cockhead broke the seal of my rosebud and entered my sharply. The force of his thrust pushed me forward into Jeff and he, in turn, moved back as well until he bumped into the wall. He looked up and saw his friend behind me and gave a big smile, splitting his bea
rd in two.
He moved away from me and I was now in front of the side of the truck myself. I leaned forward and put my hands out to keep steady and Darryl used that as fresh leverage to start thrusting harder. There was a bit of pain, but his cock was wet enough that I could live with it. My pussy was dripping from all the earlier attention anyway, so I dropped a hand down and wet my fingers and then reached back to let it coat his dick as it pounded me from behind.
Before I knew it, Jeff was back and now completely naked. His big frame was matched by a monstrous looking cock that was easily one of the biggest I had yet encountered. I gasped at the sight of it, which made him laugh. He moved forward and I grabbed his dick with the hand I had been using to wet the one behind me. I started to give him a few strokes but he shook his head. "Uh uh, I'm not paying Frank big bucks for a handy."
He grabbed me by the shoulders and guided me off the wall and started to push me backwards, Darryl's dick was still firmly in my ass but he matched pace with us. After a few steps he popped out and left me gaping and empty, and I heard him drop down onto the mattress that lay on the floor. Jeff pushed me back once again and I let myself also fall back down onto the mattress between Darryl's legs.
The man behind me pulled me up by the armpits and positioned me back onto his dick, facing away from him. He slid back into my sphincter much easier this time, and continued where he'd left off, as if he hadn't missed a stroke. Jeff stood before me, his cock now around face level so I leaned forward and took him in my mouth, figuring this was what he was talking about although I was sure he'd want a turn in either my ass or pussy once his friend was done.
I started to suck him, although it was hard to concentrate on opening my mouth and not hitting him with my teeth while my ass was getting pummelled underneath me, especially because he was so big. I continued to try for a couple of minutes and he finally pulled it out. "That'll do, that isn't working and isn't what I want anyway," he said.
He pushed me backward again and I leaned against Darryl, raising my eyebrow at the big man in front of me as he kneeled down onto the dirty mattress. He shuffled up between my legs and I felt his massive purple helmet press against my pussy. "Wait, what the fuck?" I said. I was already getting fucked in the ass, what did Jeff think he was doing?
"Time for a double stuff," he said and he pushed forward with a groan. My pussy stretched wide around his massive shaft even as his friend continued to pump into me from behind. As if the cock entering my pussy wasn't already huge, the one in my ass was pressing against the wall of my vagina making my hole seem even tighter. I let out a load yelp as he pushed forward, sinking at least six inches into me in the first thrust.
"Oh my god," I said. The sensation of two cocks inside of me at once was more than I could bear. I could feel my eyes roll back in my head and I think I almost passed out onto Darryl but the constant motion of the two men kept me from completely losing consciousness.
As Darryl thrust in, Jeff would pull out and the two men found a rhythm inside of me so quickly and effortlessly that I wondered whether this was a common scenario for them. I'm sure the feeling of another cock pressing against the thin wall between my ass and pussy made each hole feel even tighter than normal, and indeed, both men were now grunting and sweating and starting to go even faster. It was obvious they weren't going to be much longer.
The pain between my legs had subsided a bit, now the main sensation was just around how filled up I was. I was amazed at how the human body, my body, could stretch to accommodate this situation. The thrusts and shoves from the big men that sandwiched me were beginning to have an effect on my body again. I hadn't completely come down from the licking that Darryl had started earlier, so now that I had gotten accustomed to the double penetration that was happening, I was beginning to feel my own pleasure start to grow.
Just as I started to feel it, Darryl's hands snaked around my body and grasped my tits hard. He slammed his dick with one huge thrust upwards and began to unload his semen deep into my bowels as he roared into my ear. On top of me though, Jeff continued to pound away. Sweat was dripping off of his forehead and raining down on me like a salty shower.
The cock in my ass continued to spasm a few more times as more streams of cum filled my ass. Finally, I felt it start to diminish in size and slip out. Darryl let go of my tits and then pulled himself out from under me, letting me fall down onto my back on the mattress and causing Jeff to fall as well. His cock slammed hard against my cervix as he fell, a shock of pain rolling through me as he did. It was gone in an instant, though, as he repositioned himself and continued his previous cadence.
I slipped a hand down onto my pussy and started to rub my clit. I was so close now that nothing was going to stop me from cumming. With a scream, I felt my body tense up almost immediately and an orgasm started to tear through my body. Shockwaves of pleasure rippled through me and my pussy tightened hard around the monster within as it tried to milk an orgasm from it.
It worked, and Jeff let out his own load groan as he gave one finally push into me and started to spray my womb with his seed. His whole big body collapsed down onto me, pressing me into the mattress beneath even as his cock continued to jerk and spit.
We both lay there, breathing heavily and sweating onto each other in the warm trailer. Eventually, he rolled off of me and lay beside me panting. I could feel globs of cum leaking out of me from both holes onto the mattress and I wondered how many other loads had made the same trip from different women. This surely wasn't the first time these two had double teamed a girl. They were too practiced and comfortable. Obviously they had told Frank what they wanted and apparently he had charged them a lot for it. I need to talk to Frank. I'm getting ripped off here.
Week 20
I got in a big argument with Frank the other day. I think I have to seriously start thinking about moving on. The $75 a week that fat fuck has been paying me seemed okay at first, but now I know he is charging all of these truckers a ton of money to fuck me every which way and extra for some of the hardcore shit. I'm doing all the extra work and not seeing anything more for it. When we started, I was under the impression I was just an extra service he provided to get people in the door. Even if that was true then, it certainly isn't now. Frank confirmed that he charges everyone now, although he wouldn't tell me how much.
Last night those guys said they were paying big bucks to double team me. I have no idea how much that is, but with the number of guys I'm fucking and sucking in a week, Frank is making out like a bandit on this deal. When I confronted him about this, we got in a big fight and I told him I was thinking about leaving if things didn't change.
Then I went on a mini strike and told him I wasn't doing anyone else for the rest of the week. That really made him mad. He told me that I wasn't getting paid then, and that if I wasn't pulling my weight he'd start charging me for my room. He wanted $50 a week and then $25 for food. Convenient that his price equalled exactly what he was paying me.
I've only saved up a little bit less than a grand since I started here, which isn't going to take me too far. It barely makes a noticeable lump under my mattress where I hide it. I've done it before, though, after I moved out of my house and went on the road for a year. Granted, I grew tired of that life which was the whole reason I settled here. But I could do it again. I just need a plan. After five months of living with a roof over my head and regular meals, though, I wasn't anxious at the thought of hitting the road once more. I had to think about it for a bit and decide what to do. The fact is I have about double the cash that I had that first time I did it, so maybe it wouldn't be as bad as I remember it.
That's it, I'm telling Frank tomorrow that I'm leaving in a couple of days. And fuck him if he thinks he's getting $75 from me.
Week 21
What a disaster this week was. I don't know what I'm going to do. I shouldn't have told Frank I was leaving. I should have just snuck out in the night.
I went into his office right around lunch time.
"So you sure you aren't going to change your mind and start paying me what I'm worth?" I asked.
That fat asshole didn't even look up from the papers he was reading. "If I did that, you'd only get about five bucks."
"You're an asshole. I'm leaving. Find another girl who will fuck all your fat trucker buddies or suck them off through the glory hole for practically nothing. Better yet, suck the dicks yourself. I'm sure you'd enjoy it. You love to cram as much into your fat pie hole as you can anyway, why not add a little cock to the mix."
That made him put his papers down. He looked up at me with fire in his eyes. "Where do you think you're going to go?" he asked.
"I have almost a thousand bucks saved up. I've made due with half that before. Any place is better than this one. I'll be gone in a couple days, and you can go fuck yourself."
I stormed out of his office before he had a chance to say anything more. I spent the rest of the day avoiding him and thinking about what I was going to do and where I was going to go.
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