Gaye was new to the town, just passing through she had to stay until she could get enough together to fund the next stage of her trip. She had been back-packing around the country taking what odd jobs she could to pay her way to the next town and ended up in Cradock more by accident than intention. The semi had been going that way and she hadn't felt like walking any further so she'd got in. The driver, Fat Mat was a slob who kept leering at her and made repeated sly comments about 'payment' for the lift while scratching his crotch beneath the overhang of his gut but she'd ignored him and was just glad to get out when they'd pulled into the truck stop at the edge of town. She'd been given directions to the backpackers and after the unpleasant ride the walk in the cold clear air had refreshed her.

The backpackers was of course almost empty at that time of year but the large woman, Gloria who met her seemed happy enough even if she did seem particularly interested with her 'lovely fit body' and whether Gaye had any friends with her or anyone who knew where she was. There weren't any and no one knew where she was until she called them. The telephone was on the blink just now but Gloria assured her it'd be back on in the morning. She could get a feed just down the road at the Cheeky Monkey, a dingy looking pub but one which Gloria said served a good meal at reasonable prices and if you could ignore the roughnecks it wasn't a bad place at all.

Gaye, dressed in her only pair of jeans, by now after 6 months on the road, faded, thin and very tight, a checked shirt, jacket and boots didn't look too much out of place in the Cheeky Monkey but she wasn't a local and she was the only woman present other than the barmaid Christine. As she sat down to a plate of quite good chili and a beer she could see, sense and hear the comments from the half a dozen or so patrons who propped up the bar yarning and listening to the C & W music coming from the jukebox in the corner while waiting their turn on the obligatory pool table.

Gaye carried her empty plate and glass to the bar receiving the 'pleasantries' from the men as she did. Christine told them to can it and show some form of manners, they shut up but that hadn't changed the thoughts which their looks portrayed. She had another couple of beers, one on Christine as they chatted about her travels and the locals. It seemed a job could be had at a few places at this time of year, mostly low paid stuff but Gaye wasn't looking for a career just the readies to get to the next town. It seemed that each of the locals in turn tried to hit on Gaye but Christine deftly handled them. Her severe dark looks seemed to quell them more effectively then Gaye would have thought possible for a woman to do with country boys like those present.

Gaye thanked Christine for her help before walking back to the Backpackers a block or so away. It was getting dark and the cold hurried Gaye on, the beer had created some urgency for her as her bladder suddenly reached capacity. I'm going to pee myself she thought as she made her way along the shadowed and almost deserted street past closed shops and dark alleyways. Desperate Gaye ducked into the next alleyway and behind a skip. She quickly slipped her jeans down and squatted to pee. The relief spread through her as her warm piss, steam rising from it struck the concrete between her feet. She was just finishing when two of the men from the Cheeky Monkey stepped around the skip.

Gaye squealed and jumped up trying to pull her jeans up but only managed to get them wet and stuck half way up her thighs. The two locals laughed mocking her predicament and further embarrassing her.

"We don't like cheap trash coming here from the city and pissing in our streets do we Rory?" said the taller of the two.

"No we don't Stevie. Don't like that sort of thing at all." Replied Rory with an evil grin just being visible in the low street lighting now becoming noticeable as night encroached.

Gaye backed up, her wet, tangled jeans restricting her movements as they closed in. "I'm sorry. Really, I was just busting and had to piss before I wet myself." She pleaded.

"To bad by the look of the mess you're in girl." Commented Stevie as he stepped closer blocking any escape. "You can't just piss on us and then walk off. There has to be some payment. A fine if you like."

"Yeah. A fine, fine little girl." Crowed Rory as he began to unzip.

"Please don't." Gaye begged.

"Now don't you worry little girl. Ol' Rory and me will just give you an 'on the spot' fine and no one will need to know what a filthy bitch you really are. Otherwise I'm afraid it'll have to be a citizens' arrest and a trip down to the lockup and you've heard about country lockups." Sneered Stevie.

Gaye tried to dodge around them but Stevie grabbed her by the hair and threw her back into the corner between skip and wall. She collapsed into the puddle of her own piss causing them to laugh. She thought of screaming but realised the futility of it in a hick town like this. She was semi naked and lying in her own piss, who'd believe her story set against that of her assailants, locals. She gave up and accepted what was about to happen. If she didn't resist maybe all that would happen is that she'd get fucked, maybe if she was lucky she'd only have to suck them off.

Rory stepped forward, his erection sticking out of his jeans. He grabbed her hair and pulled her to her knees. "Suck it slut." He commanded as he forced her head into his crotch. Gaye opened her mouth and closed her mind as the hard cock pushed past her lips. She felt it slide across her tongue and then force its way straight down her throat. The beer thank God had anaesthetized her somewhat and she only gagged and choked slightly as he began to face fuck her. Normally she enjoyed sucking her men off, she liked the feeling of control she had when she engulfed their stiff cocks but this was different. She wasn't in any type of control and he was just using her.

"Come on Rory get her out of that corner. You're not the only one with a load you know." Stevie impatiently called from behind Rory.

Rory stepped back pulling Gaye forward as he clamped her to his waist and causing her to scrabble forward through her piss on her knees. Rory continued to push and pull her head against his crotch, wanking himself with her throat. Gaye vaguely noticed Stevie step behind her and then felt him grab her hips and haul her to her feet. His fingers roughly penetrated her lips and pushed into her piss-wet cunt. She tried to scream at the rough handling but she only gurgled around Rory's cock causing him to hump harder.

"Oh yeah. Fuck the bitch. Make her suck my balls all the way down her slut throat." He groaned.

"Here it comes city girl. A nice big bit of country meat." Stevie announced just before Gaye felt a hot cock push into her hole. 'Thank god for the piss' she thought as he rammed in dragging her flesh along with his cock.

The two men began fucking towards each other in practiced rhythm and were soon clearly reaching their orgasms. They pounded into her without care and she felt like a piece of cheap abused meat as they almost simultaneously groaned and she felt their semen shoot down her throat in a thick, salty stream and fill her now open cunt.

They stayed firmly and fully planted in her until they had finished emptying their balls into her. She was beginning to panic, thinking Rory would stifle her when they suddenly pulled out and away causing her to fall to her hands and knees before them.

Both laughed as they zipped up. "You're pretty good for a cheap city slut." Commented Stevie as they moved away leaving their victim drooling and dripping cum into the piss puddle she was kneeling in.

Gaye vomited, semen, beer and chili erupting from her lips as her stomach regurgitated in shock and revulsion. 'You filthy bastards.' She thought and then spewed again.

Gaye got to her feet and pulled her jeans up wiped her mouth and staggered back to the backpackers thankful she met no one along the way.

Gloria saw her come in but said nothing. She just watched as she talked on the telephone.

Clean Up

Gaye stripped off as soon as she got into her room. Being a quiet time she'd been able to get a room to herself which would normally have had four in it. She wrapped herself in a spare sheet from another bed and quickly made her way to the showers at the end of the hall toilet bag in hand.

The bathroom was surprisingly bright and clean with white tiles with a blue motif, a lovely deep and large bath and four shower stalls, all without doors, very European. She dropped the sheet and stepped into the first stall. The water came through freezing and seemed to pierce her skin with a myriad of tiny spears but she didn't care she just wanted to be rid her the filth she'd been forced to kneel and in and had sprayed around her insides.

The water warmed, steam billowed and she began to grow pinker. She scrubbed her teeth furiously trying to remove the taste of Rory. She used the soap, water and scrubbing brush to purge herself of the events of the evening, tearing away the filth and abuse with vigour not often seen in a shower. Gaye used the soap to lather herself concentrating on her pubic area turning her short brown pubes into a mass of foam. She even thrust the whole bar of soap inside herself repeatedly, ignoring the burning of the soap on her torn tissues as she pumped herself clean. She cleansed herself for almost an hour until she felt sufficiently rid of the filth to be able to sleep. She stepped from the shower and towelled off amidst the steam.

With the events of the evening still echoing in her head she was oblivious to real events about her and did not take notice of someone entering the bathroom.

Suddenly there was a voice from the ether, "Are you alright?"

Gaye started and spun to see Gloria standing not a meter from her.

"My God you startled me. I didn't hear you come in," she acclaimed.

"Oh I've been here for some time my dear. You really gave yourself a scrub, especially where it gets sweaty eh." Gloria said with an evil grin spreading across her face.

Gaye felt her stomach turn.

"You, you've been there a while?"

"Quite a while. I'm surprised there's any of that soap left. You almost lost it didn't you?" Gloria said with a chuckle.

Gaye blushed furiously; it was evident even though she was flushed from the heat and steam. "Umm, I umm, uhh..."

Gloria moved towards Gaye who realised the other woman had only a towel around her substantial body. "It's okay honey. We all need a good 'scrub' sometimes, especially when we've been without IT for some time. You don't need to be embarrassed around Gloria. You wouldn't believe what I've seen in this place. A right Sodom and Gomorrah at times it is." She said with the soft, secure tone of a dominant mother figure. It left no doubt in Gaye's mind. Gloria had designs upon her.

Gaye tried to find her voice but it was impossible, she was stunned. 'It couldn't happen twice in one night surely, especially with a woman could it?'

Gaye's head only just came up to Gloria's shoulder and she was, at most only half the weight of the huge woman. Her own 36C breasts seemed tiny compared to those pressing against her with a gradually growing insistence. Gloria placed her arm around the young woman's naked body as her towel fell to the ground revealing her strong almost masculine body with its decidedly feminine soft breasts and thick thatch of black pubic hair.

She gently but firmly pulled Gaye to her stroking her hair from her face and staring into her pale blue eyes with her own black iris' almost searing into the smaller, vulnerable woman.

"I uh, I um I, I,.." she mumbled but was silenced by Gloria's lips kissing her with a soft passion.

'It's not happening.' She thought. 'It can't be.' She dropped her guard; you don't need a guard if it's a dream.

Gloria's tongue found the inside of Gaye's mouth and explored with a growing urgency. Gaye could feel the passion rising in this giant of a woman and knew she was to be had, her first real lesbian experience seemed just like some dreams she'd had in the past.

Gloria pressed against the smaller, younger woman forcing her back against the vanity bench, which caught her in the back of the thighs arching her back and presenting her body in a provocative and vulnerable position. The tongue seemed to be extra long and oh so talented reaching everywhere and Gaye began to be aroused. Even though she'd been through so much this dream seemed so nice by comparison and she didn't want to wake up.

The feel of large hardened nipples pressing into her own breasts excited her in new ways and the touch of the other woman's one hand sliding down her body across the pink flesh towards her now super sensitive genitals made her quiver with anticipation and an almost magical passion. Her breathing accelerated and her heart began racing, Gloria could feel it as well and the positive reaction drove her on. She knew what it was like not to have IT for quite a while and this young one was going to get it and give it to her but good!

Gloria pushed Gaye onto the bench and pushed between her thighs as she perched on the edge. Her fingers traced their way through the short pubes and between the puffy labia causing Gaye to gasp and thrust her hips forward. Juices were beginning to flow and Gloria enjoyed the feeling of excitement and reward as she explored new territory. Her fingers, used the slippery juices to slide inside the pliable opening and elicit a trembling groan from Gaye who flopped back against the mirror in submission to both her own disorganised passion and the demands of the impassioned woman now inside her.

Gloria slid to her knees licking down across Gaye's neck, breasts and stomach before she began to gently pull the labia wide apart and lick the flesh between which was clean, soft, red and randy. Gaye gasped and tried to close her legs but Gloria firmly pushed her thighs apart and forced her face deeply into the fast opening hole before her. The scent, heat and memory of what she thought she'd seen in the shower pushed her over the edge and Gloria began to devour her victim.

Gaye screamed and came on the face between her legs. It wasn't a dream! She came and came and came. She ground her clitoris into Gloria's face, fucking the bitch who was using her even when she'd been so abused. Groaning and screaming with each orgasm she couldn't help herself she just had to get it out. She had to get back at them and this bitch was going to pay for their behaviour. Swearing and heaving her hips Gaye spasmodically fucked herself to oblivious release. She was stretching wider and wider around the fingers intruding into her and the oh so long tongue felt like it was almost licking her tonsils from the inside. Gloria loved it, Gaye didn't care.

For weeks Gloria had been frustrated having to wank regularly, sometimes during the day she'd slip into the office and have a quickie on her own fingers. The regular sight of young naked bodies only added to her frustration and on a few occasions she'd even sneaked into darkened rooms and stood in corners to wank herself off as couples had fucked just feet from her. Now she had a young horny bitch who'd been wanking in the shower fuck her face and scream her delight for anyone to hear. She was beside herself with lust and tried to enter Gaye, head first, pushing her tongue inside and sucking the others clitoris until it had swollen and was so sensitive that Gaye came with each touch.

Gloria, her hair now released by the exhausted Gaye sat back on her heels and smiled as she looked at her handy work, an exhausted young woman who was now going to pay for all that pleasure. She wiped her face and licked her hand clean of the others juices.

"Like that eh?" She rhetorically asked. "Well it's my turn now little girl. Enough of this slacking get down here and eat me."

Gaye opened her eyes to see Gloria sitting back on her towel with her legs spread and her genitals beginning to show through, a red slash between the long black pubes. She had noticed the command in Gloria's voice and could see determination, lust and stern determination on the flushed face of the other. She roused herself, the movement causing her impassioned, swollen flesh to contact the bench and cause her to moan.

"Get it together darling. I need it real bad and I am going to get from you, aren't I?" demanded Gloria.

"Oh yes." Was all Gaye could say as she almost fell between the parted thighs and for the first time in her life tasted another woman.

She stuck two fingers from each hand into the clearly cavernous hole before her and pulled it open, the smell of aroused female rose to intoxicate her and juices flowed out in a tiny stream a of thick white cream. She dove in and drank from Gloria's gaping hole, lapping up the leaking juice and nuzzling deeper into the large fleshy folds. Gloria's cunt was so large it engulfed her nose and lower face when she withdrew her four fingers and forced her to pull her head away to allow her to gasp a breath just before Gloria growled and grasping her head forced her to suck and lick deeply.

Gaye began to panic, Rory had done this, well almost and she began to struggle. Gloria, almost climaxing, locked her thighs about the head between them and rolled onto her stomach effortlessly taking Gaye with her. She wriggled onto her knees over Gaye's face and squashed own to bury the others face up her now huge hole and came. Gloria always produced copious amounts of what could only be called ejaculate when she was with a woman and Gaye now experienced this. As Gaye tried to breathe she found she had to swallow. She couldn't hope to move the giantess and so she drank the pouring juice and prayed she be allowed to gasp a breath before she was smothered.

Gloria felt her sucking, licking seat struggle and this added to her pleasure as she came, the power, the exaltation of release after so long and the promise of more to come. She collapsed to one side in a heap of temporarily sated woman clasping her fanny and panting. Gaye gasped and gulped air, sticky, sweaty and in need of another shower. They lay together for some time luxuriating in the release of post coital bliss before Gloria stirred and took control.

The End