First time ganging at the Free Use Truck Stop

Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

I had been on the road for hours so I needed somewhere to get some food and rest up for a while. Thankfully there was a truck stop up ahead, so I pulled in.

“Welcome to the Free Use Truck Stop’ the sign said. What an odd name, I thought to myself. I would have to ask how it came about.

As I parked my car I noticed that there were multiple eighteen-wheelers in the parking lot, which meant that the place was busy and packed full of rough truckers, and as a young woman I would look somewhat out of place. Maybe I should look for a hotel further down the road, but I was hungry and tired so I decided this place would do, it surely couldn’t be that bad.

I entered the restaurant. As I expected the place was full of big, tough, tattooed truckers, eating burgers and knocking back beers. Then I saw the poster that was up behind the counter. It said;

‘In the Free Use Truck Stop we only have one rule.’ I leaned over the counter to read the small print. ‘All women shall be sexually available to all men at all times as soon as they enter’.

I was wondering if I had read that right. Was this some kind of in-house joke? I was about to ask the person next to me, but the words stuck in my mouth.

One of the waitresses was down on her knees sucking a customer’s cock, sliding her lips back and forth with consummate ease. And the thing was, only a few people seemed to be taking notice. All the rest were carrying on drinking, eating and making jokes, though I did notice some were turning their attention toward me, as I was of more interest than the act of oral sex openly taking place.

“What’s the matter honey?” Said another waitress as she walked by me.