Golden Showers and Bukkake (Slut, Depravity, Dirty Erotica) (The Filthy Diaries Of A Truck Stop Tramp Book 2)

Author's Note: This is book 2 of the Filthy Diaries collection. Although it can be read as a stand alone story, I recommend reading all 6 volumes of the completed series in order as the story is more enjoyable as a whole.

The tale of Anna continues as she relives more of her year spent as a truck stop slut, using her body to satisfy the big burly men as they stop in between hauls. Her descent into depravity continues here as her employer starts to treat her more as a slave than a person, covering her in a variety of bodily fluids. In between some of the worst experiences, though, Anna finds solace in one of her most tender encounters - her first lesbian experience with a young hitchhiker who she meets when servicing one of the customers in his truck.

WARNING:
This 9300 word story contains hardcore scenes of sexuality and depravity between a young woman and a variety of truckers. It is only intended for open minded adults.

Excerpt:
They all started talking at once about how he promised them a good time and how they hadn't busted a nut in months.

Frank raised his hands up to calm them down. "I know, I know. I'm not saying we don't still get our rocks off, but I'm looking at how we can do that AND finish our game and our beers." He turned to look at me. "Anna, get your ass upstairs, we'll be along in a minute."

I didn't know what he was planning, but I was happy to leave his office. The smell of B.O. and beer was starting to make me queasy. I was hoping what he had in mind was using the glory hole since at least that would keep me mostly insulated from the smell of these guys. Not to mention the sight of them.

When I got upstairs I went into my little closet and closed the door. I only had to wait about five minutes before I started hearing the unmistakable sounds of a herd of fat man clomping up the stairs, huffing and puffing amidst bouts of raucous laughter. The sounds got louder until they were right outside the closet.

"Where is she?" I heard one say. All of a sudden the door was yanked open and Frank stood glaring at me.