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Gas Station V
So here I am back at the gas station. It's a half hour till closing, the road is dark, and I haven't seen more than two cars on it in the last hour. I'd best start taking stuff inside. As I walked across the lot I limp slightly. I can feel my leg muscles cramp with the movement. They've been in some pretty unusual positions lately I think to myself with a smile. But I'm proud that even after all that my ass has been through it doesn't hurt. Getting fucked as many times as it has I would have thought it would have split wide open. "But it just keeps cummin' back for more," I give a laugh that sounds more and more girlish each day. In fact, my ass give me that now familiar twinge deep inside that tells me it wants to be filled. With cock. Soon. Hard cock.
"Easy boy!" I'm still coming to grips with what's happened in my life and my excitement about it has not stopped surprising me. Since that first night at the motel, Bill (I finally asked his name) has been as happy to get into me as I have been to have him in there. And that doesn't even mention all the blow-jobs I've given him in the last three weeks. There's been little debate about our role in this relationship. I have completely assumed the female role and have loved every second of it. Bill has bought more sexy lingerie and I have worked hard not only to look good in it, but to satisfy my man. And he is my man. I love the idea that I can tame that big cock. I could drain every delicious drop of sperm that it could shoot. Every time I look at it I'm still amazed at the fact its been to the depths of my ass and halfway down my throat. Soon, with more practice it'll be all the way down my throat. MMMMM. The idea makes me horny and I look at the clock for the tenth time in ten minutes. Twenty more minutes and I'll close the station up and meet my man for more hot sex. I rub my stiffening cock through my jeans and wonder what games we will play tonight. Will I get to play the sexy stripper who slowly undresses in front of her audience and then when wearing only heels and garter will be thoroughly and soundly fucked on stage? Or will I get to be the shy school girl who gives her favorite teacher the blow-job of his life? Well, whatever happens I knew I was in for hard cock and hot sperm and that was all I needed to know. I just had no idea how much cock and sperm I was in store for.
After dropping off the cash bag at the bank deposit I drove as quickly as possible to Bill's house. (time for some sperm deposits, I giggled) Bill's house was outside of town at the end of a long dirt road. That was great because I was pretty sure know one I knew would ever go out there. I almost tripped going up the stairs I was in such a hurry. Bill met me at the door with a beer and a long kiss and a grope. Finally breaking away I took the beer but left his hand on my ass.
"Do you like what you feel sir?" I whispered, batting my lashes.
"Yes, is it for sale?"
"Yes, but only to special customers."
"Am I special enough?" he said moving his hand around to rub my already hardening cock.
"I don't know, what have you done for me lately?" I replied coyly.
"Well, I've made you squeal like a bitch in heat every night for three weeks and fed you with more cum than I though anyone could swallow. Is that enough?"
I wrapped my arms around his neck and said, "it'll do."
"Good, then come in cause I have a surprise for you tonight."
"Oh goody!" I giggled hoping it meant more sexy outfits to wear.
We went into the living room and sat down. On the coffee table was a bag that I knew had come from the sex boutique in town.
"Can I open it," I begged. "Please." He nodded.
Inside was a French maid's outfit. It had a very short skirt and stockings with the line going up the back, and the heels were very high. It was hot and naughty. And I was determined to be too.
"I hope you like it because I've got some friends coming over tonight"
I froze. He didn't want me to be there when his friends were there did he? So I told him, "nobody but you can see me like this. I can't do that.... it's .... I mean, wait a minute I'm way too freaked out to do that. What, what, what do you want me to do anyway?"
After I calmed down Bill explained things to me. These were old friends. Nobody was from town and it would all be cool. He had told them about us and it was OK. You see in his sort of biker world you're not "gay" if you are the top. I was the only gay one because I was the bottom. And, well, I was dressing up like a girl too, so it is kind of hard to argue with that. But because Bill was the top he could fuck my brains out ( he was actually) and not be one bit gay. And what would they think of me? Girls and boy-girls who knew there places were always OK. Apparently. He just wanted me to serve them drinks and things while they came over to play some cards for a couple of hours. Then we could spend the night fucking. Which he knew was what I wanted. What choice did I have? If I wanted to get laid I had to do this. And frankly, the idea did turn me on a little. Like most of what I was learning about, pleasure and fear were hand-in-hand.
So I dressed in the outfit. I prepared myself by shaving my legs and everywhere else possible. What an incredibly sexy feeling it is to shave your legs knowing you are going to slide on a pair of long stockings. I cleaned myself inside and out and then applied the make-up that made me look like a slutty French maid/whore. I was going to put on some lacy panties but Bill said no, he wanted complete access to my ass.
When I was all done I showed Bill how I looked. He loved it. So much in fact he bent me over the kitchen table and slid his cock up my ready ass. I was a little freaked out because the guests were due any second but I could not say no to getting penetrated by his thick meat. He just finished pumping the last of his load into me when they arrived. I wanted to run into the kitchen to straighten my hair but Bill said that one of my jobs as the maid was to answer the door. So freshly fucked I walked to the door to greet the first men other than my lover to see me dressed as a girl.
They seemed nice. I mean, for biker types which still kind of scared me. They were nice to me. Just a little teasing about the hired help and I noticed that most were quite taken with my ass and legs as I swished across the room. Bill introduced me to them as "Randy his slut maid" and they all got a kick out of that. In all, there was six of them, and soon I felt relaxed enough to ask them if they wanted drinks of anything. Most just wanted a beer but two raised their eyebrows and asked what "anything" included. One even said that he'd like a piece of my hot little ass. That scared me but turned me on too.
They played cards and drank. I served them beers and chips but mostly just stood next to Bill so he could keep his hand possessively on my bare ass. Ass they continued to drink I noticed more often stares at my nylon encased legs and half showing ass. Finally one said, "So Bill, tell us about your little girly-boy here."
Bill just looked at him and said, "What do you want to know?"
"She looks like she could fuck a man blind" he laughed.
"Well I'm not blind yet but she sure can take a hard fuck."
It felt very odd being spoken about like that. Like I wasn't even there, or my opinion didn't matter, and I guess it didn't. I was property.
"Here, let me show you" said Bill. He looked up at me and said, "turn around and bend over."
Conscious of every eye in the room on me, I turned and bent over showing them all my recently fucked ass.
"See my cum running down her legs? I fucked her just before you got here. And the minute you leave, she'll be on her knees sucking my cock. When I cum, she swallows every pearly drop. In all my years of fucking I have never found a slut as hungry for cock as this one."
Hearing this I was embarrassed, and proud. And getting horny. Unfortunately, I couldn't hide the fact of my growing arousal because they could see the front of my skirt begin to lift.
"God damn! Look she's getting hot! She's into it ain't she!"
They all started hooting and hollering and there was no stopping them. And the more they shouted about how hot I was getting, the harder my growing cock became.
"Damn, Bill. Show us what this little filly can do. Come on Bill, EEHAW!!"
I was thinking "uh oh"
"Boys, I do believe you are right" said Bill. "My little slut deserves to show you dis-belivers just what she can do. Randy, get down on your knees."
My heart was in my throat as I looked at him with pleading in my eyes. No way! Don't make me in front of them. Please. He just looked back at me and I knew if I ever wanted to feel his cock inside of me again I would have to do what he wanted. As I went down on my knees between Bill's outstretched legs all their chatter stopped and they leaned forwards to see what was about to happen. So I thought to myself, OK boys. You are about to see the best blow-job there has ever been. If I'm going to do this I might as well make my man proud of his little girl.
First I ran my hands up Bill's legs from his knees all the way to his crotch. Then I slowly found his zipper and pulled it down. Reaching into his pants I found his snake and gently pulled it out. It was already half hard so I could tell he was really turned on by the idea of getting a blow-job in front of his friends. And more and more, I was too. I licked the shaft and rubbed it's spongy length across my face coating us both in my saliva. I moaned to myself as I engulfed the meaty head with my mouth. I could hear comments from the rest like, " Holy shit she's really into it." "those girly-boys are always the best cocksuckers." "I wish my old lady would suck me like that" "Will he swallow?" "Oh yeah, I bet he'll swallow"
My head was bobbing on bill's growing shaft as I reached up to cup his hanging balls. Taking a moment from my sucking I licked his balls and sucked them one at a time into my mouth. Then, after slapping his hard cock against my face I went back to sucking. I wanted this to be the time I finally got every inch of Bill's cock down my throat. So I kept breathing through my nose and slowly pushed my head further and further down his length
The crowd was getting more vocal and began to cheer me on when they saw what I was trying to do.
"That's it boy, get that thing down your throat." "She's doin'it look at that, Holy shit!" "Come on, suck that thing!" "Show us what girly-boys can do. Suck that cock!"
I felt a slight gag then was past it and found my nose buried in Bill's pubic hair. As the men cheered me on I pumped my throat muscles and massaged every inch of the cock, bringing it out to my mouth, and then lowering myself on it again. Up and down I went fucking Bill's cock with my throat. To my great disappointment I soon felt Bill starting to cum. Not wanting the men to miss the show I pulled out the cock until it was pointed at my face. I jerked its slippery length with my hand pushing Bill over the edge. With a great shout that he was cummming he shot a thick load right at my waiting face. The next load went into my open mouth. I took the rest of Bill's hot spurts that way so the men could see my tongue quickly lap up the sperm before the nest shot filled my hungry mouth. I smeared the last few dribbles all around my already sticky face before running my finger up the tube on the bottom of Bill's cock to milk out every drop of cum. That last drop I slowly and gently licked from his cock head. Then I looked up at Bill and said, " thank you sir. Will you still be able to fuck me later?"
TO BE CONTINUED....
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