Date: Sat, 3 Apr 2004 21:33:18 -0800 (PST)
From: Patty Parker <buxom_lesbian_slutmom@yahoo.com>
Subject: These Lady Truckers Are Motherfuckers 2

                  These Lady Truckers Are Motherfuckers, Pt 2

FF/NonConsent(Authoritarian)/Lesbian/Anal Sex/Strap-Ons/Rim-Jobs/Oral


Author's Note: You guys are the best!  I enjoy reading your great
comments and advice, and I will try to use some of your suggestions in
future stories. I have had a few suggestions about finishing a story
before starting another. I see their point, but as the majority of the
stories are "series",  I'm writing them chapter by chapter, which
works better for me, time-wise.

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The dominant truck driver's expert oral pleasuring of her most private
orifice had driven all shame and revulsion at having sex with another
woman from Lorna Fitbaugh's mind . I didn't ask for this, she reasons,
she's forcing me. I don't have a choice; she'll hurt me if I don't
give in. She trembles with a lust she's never known before as the hot,
probing tongue swabs the inside of her rectal passage and her thick,
stubby fingers piston in and out of her now-sopping cunt. Her husband is
a wham-bam-thank you-ma'am type lover and not at all inventive. Lorna
wasn't a virgin when she married and so her Lou's is neither the
smallest nor the largest cock she's ever had; though she's had better
lovers, Lou stacks-up well in respect to penis-size (she's measured him
at almost 8" fully-erect). If only he weren't so conservative! He's
never even tried to fuck her in the ass, and he just goes through the
motions when giving her head, which is rare. Normally, it takes the sexy
mother at least half an hour to warm-up: this woman has her creaming and
on the verge of cumming within 10 minutes! How can this be? She's not a
lesbian, and has never been attracted to another woman...has she? When
Madonna tongue-kissed   Britney Spears she told her friends and neighbors
how disgusting it was, but secretly she'd felt a little "twinge" in
her stomach each of the one billion times she'd seen it run on
television.  She's hotter than she's ever been, and she wants to be
fucked -- HARD!



Lulu stands suddenly and stuffs her tongue into the panting blonde's
mouth, not at all surprised when the kiss is returned hungrily by her
over-heated captive. In the back of her mind, Lorna is  aware that the
salty tang she tastes as their tongues tangle is her own cunt and
ass-juice, but she is past caring.

Lulu quickly and efficiently strips her of her blouse, skirt, and
panties, leaving her bra on. The front snap on her bra comes-apart
easily, and Lulu's big palms catch and cup her melonous breasts as they
plop free of their lacy containers. Her nipples are hard and long as
bullets; dark purplish-pink, with very wide, but nearly invisible
aureoles.  Lulu can't resist the tasty-looking nubbins, and bends her
head to sample one. "Ooooo",  the squirming mother whimpers, as her
throbbing teat is bathed in warm spit. Her partner gives her breasts a
lot of attention, nibbling and sucking and lightly biting the thickening
stubs until Lorna is nearly wild with desire. All thoughts of her dear
friend, Donna, have left her mind. The only thing that matters now is
that Lulu go on suckling her tits forever...

                                         *************

Donna is having issues of her own: a tall, coffee-colored woman burst
into the room where she weeps and shivers, feeling sorry for herself and
her friend Lorna and praying that their husbands are able to raise the
necessary cash to buy their freedom from this awful place. She is scared
shit-less, despite her assurances to Lorna. The conservative housewife
and mother is way out of her element here, and over-powered by her
feelings of helplessness and despair. She is hungry, cold, and
frightened. She starts to pray again  just as Magic Moreau, Lulu's
accomplice, storms in . Before she can move, Donna is yanked to her feet,
turned-around so that is facing the wall, and shoved-up against it,
banging her nose and lip against its hard, unforgiving surface. She sees
stars and tastes blood, and so is unaware for a few seconds that Magic
has grabbed the front of her blouse and yanked hard,  scattering buttons
in all directions  and sending her E cup titties tumbling into the open.
As she begins to regain her senses, she is vaguely aware that  her
shorts, then her underwear, are being tugged down over her hips and down
her long, shapely legs. "DAMN, you fine!" the kidnapper chortles,
running her hands over the brunette's luscious curves.

"Wha-what are you doing!?" Donna manages to gasp. "Get your filthy
hands off of me!"



"OWWWW!" she screams, as Magic delivers a hard, stinging slap to her
shapely, ample backside.



"You need to adjust your tone, bitch!" she snarls, delivering another
blow to the brunette's wobbling ass. "You don't give no fuckin'
orders here, you follow `em, or you will fuckin' wish that had"  Magic
adds,  in a lilting Cajun accent. "Or do I need to show you who's in
charge?"



"NO! N-n-no; I'm sorry" Donna whimpers, "I-I won't give any more
orders" she adds, sniffling.



Magic is suddenly contrite. "Thass better, cher. Much better...is better
to be nice to Magic; make your time here much easier. Can you be nice to
Magic, cher?"



"I-I don't know what you mean" Donna manages. "I'll try, but please
don't hurt me"



 Magic's hands slide under and around the shivering woman to heft a
heavy mammary in each palm.

Donna lets out a  soft, trembling "Ahhhh" as the soft, knowing palms
squeeze her tits through the cups of her bra. Her big nipples, already
hard, grow harder still in response to the intimate fondling.



"P-P-Please" she groans, a hot little ball of want beginning to grow
deep in her belly. She is shocked by the sudden wetness in the pit of her
womanhood; what is the world is happening to her? Why is she responding
to the touch of this woman? She's a wife and mother! A Deaconess in the
church! She's been married for 18 years; she has children! She doesn't
like women: not THAT way!

But she can't deny the fact that is aroused, maybe more aroused than
she's ever been. Her husband Bill is a kind, generous, church-going man,
a good provider and good in bed. Her life with him has been very happy.
From time to time she has had fantasies of what it would be like with a
woman, but has never even entertained the idea of finding-out. She is
heterosexual, damnit!



Magic Moreau grins evilly, secure in the knowledge that this big-titted
rich-bitch is now hers. The sexy lesbian has bedded dozens of married
women in her time, and it is her theory that she can "turn" any woman,
straight or not. She is beautiful, with long, silky braids, gorgeous
skin, and a shapely, if muscular figure. This kidnapping gig has awakened
a taste for rough, forced sex; they've taken four women off the highways
in the last six months, and they've fucked each one of them so hard that
two of them still call to let them know when they'll be back in the
area!



 "Please, what, sweetie?  Tell Magic whatjoo wan',  hmmm?  Say it"



"I...I want you to...to..."  Donna can't bring herself to say the words.



"C'mon, cher; the words" Magic coaxes gently, sliding a hand down over
Donna's soft belly to cup her pubic mound. Her fingertips press inward,
molding themselves into the moist slit, causing the boobacious brunette
to groan pitiably.



"I want you to fuck me"  Donna finally manages to whisper, then blushes
furiously.



The Cajun woman grins in triumph. "Bend over baby; show me that pretty
pussy"



The submissive housewife does as she's told, spreading her legs and
bending slightly at the waist.

She jerks as a pair of slim fingers invade her juicy gash, then something
big, hard and greasy presses against her opening. "Ohhhh, my!" she
moans as the big black rubber cock magic has freed from her  jeans pushes
its way past her labial folds and into her hungry pussy.



                                        *******************

Meanwhile, Lorna is on her hands and knees; her throat aches as Lulu has
just finished using it as a cunt. It's been many years since Lorna has
sucked a cock so big. The latex leaves an odd after-taste in her mouth.
Lulu is behind her , pumping her cunt full of that same hard man-made
dick. Her toes curl each time the fat head of the prick grazes her
cervix; she can't remember any man ever being this deep inside her!  She
trembles as a mini-orgasm sends a burst of  woman-jizz spurting from her
cock-stuffed twat; Lulu is angling the shaft so that it scrubs against
her un-hooded clit with each stroke.

Raw, unbridled lust courses through the busty blonde; she is being fucked
like no man has ever fucked her.


Part 3 is on the way...