This moment was perfection. Thirteen loads of cum had been shot into her cunt, on her body and down her throat. The air was heavy with the smell of cum. Lucy was caressing Sally’s body, pinching her nipples and pressing her ass against the wall. The stranger’s cock that had returned for seconds was her favorite of the bunch and the feeling of it sliding around it the mixture of her pussy juice and nine loads of cum was more than a dream come true as this was beyond any dream Sally had ever had. As Lucy’s hand traced over her ass, down her thigh, and back up toward her pussy, Sally could feel another orgasm building. The cock continued to pound into her and there was soft grunts coming from the other side of wall. When Lucy’s hand got to her cunt and a finger rubbed Sally’s clit, it pushed her over the edge. With loud moans, Sally started cumming harder than ever before. Her pussy spasmed, her legs trembled. She felt herself collapsing, and lock herself in place just so she could continue to feel this cock.
A knock on the wall.
The second load from this cock was as satisfying as the first. The sensation of the added sperm inside her created an aftershock of orgasm.
Only once the cock had withdrawn did Sally move, slumping to the sticky floor.
“Are you OK?” Lucy asked. Lucy was sitting over the cumslut, gently petting her.
“Yeah, just… just give me a minute.” Sally strained to whisper.
“Eleven creampies? I think you can take a minute.” Lucy cooed.
“Hmm? No, it was ten.”
“No, it was eleven.” Lucy pondered a moment. “Perhaps you aren’t counting the little guy that painted your labia for me early on?”
“Well, it wasn’t really fully inside.”
“Close enough. And I liked that you shared.” Lucy chirped.
After lying on the floor a few minutes, Sally gathered her strength to get up. The reality of her infidelity settling in. Despite the guilt, she found she was still delighting in the afterglow of her own wantonness.
“Well, I guess I should see about those showers.”
Lucy helped steady her and replied, “sure, but take your time.”
“So, um, this is a bit awkward, but you know…” Sally started as clumsily as a teenager. “You are the first woman I’ve kissed, not to mention…”
“Oh, I didn’t even think to ask, was that OK?” Lucy pulled back just a bit.
“Yeah, what I meant was that I liked it. Liked it way more than I would have expected.” Despite all that had happed, Sally felt herself blush with the admission.
“Well, good,” Lucy beamed, “as I said, I don’t do this often. I like you, and if you’re up for it, wouldn’t mind seeing you again.”
“Even though I’m married, and maybe pregnant?”
“Well, I might have had something to do with the later.” Lucy smirked.
“I’d like that… and maybe you can point out Mr. Perfect Dick sometime for us to play with…”
“Oh, naughty… I like it!”
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After pulling herself together, Sally exited the gloryhole room back into the women’s showers, which had been conveniently closed “for cleaning” to give her some privacy. She exchanged numbers with Lucy and made arrangements to meet up in a few days. Finally put back together, she stepped out of the truck stop into the afternoon light.