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Another 400 miles to go to home. One hard day of driving if she started early.

Korza pulled her rig into a spot at her favorite truck stop. The travel plaza boasted restaurants, a movie lounge, and most importantly private shower stalls. For the last couple of hours the image of a hot shower and a decent meal made the dull highway miles pass just a little faster. With a merry set of beeps the doors to the plaza slid apart for the olive-green skinned woman.

Trucking had not been Korza's first choice for a line of work, but the small town where she grew up was only getting smaller. Manual labor suited her fine and she had been able to find work at the factories but it always ended the same. The tight grip of her jeans around wide hips and the bulge in front drew both stares and commentary from the locals. Sooner or later she'd haul off and deck a smart-mouthed bigot and she'd be looking for work again. Trucking gave her time to herself most of the day and if someone at the loading dock rubbed her the wrong way, she only had to deal with them for a few short hours. The only things Korza didn't like about the job were the monotony of straight highway miles and the food options at most of her stops. Helping load trailers kept her strength up but the white fabric of her work shirt pushed out at her midsection from years of burgers taken on the road.

The line at the truck stop's register was eight deep and it took what seemed like an eternity to reach the front amidst the grumbling people. When she did, the skunk behind the counter smiled apologetically.

"Sorry hon, the computer's been down," the mephit explained. "Just got it back up a couple minutes ago and we've been catching up since. What can I get for you?"

"A shower," the orc replied, impatiently fingering the strap of the backpack slung over one shoulder. Korza got her receipt with a stall number and door code on it, quickly making her way to the private shower stalls in back. She squinted between combination lock and paper while punching in her code and sighed with relief as the door beeped in acknowledgement and unlocked, walking in.

Private shower stalls at truck stops were virtually the orc's only sanctuary aside from her own cab, which she'd already seen far too much of. They were clean and the water ran hot and she could be alone for a few minutes with her thoughts. She had unbuttoned her shirt and put it aside, baring the gentle curve of love handles above the waistband and a black bra keeping her chest in check. She was halfway through unzipping her fly when pointed ears picked up the sound of water already hitting the tile.

"Hello? Somebody in here?"

"Y-yes?" came a timid but masculine voice behind the curtain and a flash of creamy fur showed through the narrow open space at the edge of the curtain. "Occupied!"

Korza grunted. "Fuck, did they mess up the rooms again?" She grabbed her backpack and poked her head back out the door, yellow eyes peering down the hall towards the counter. In the short time she had been gone the line had only grown. "-fuck," she muttered again before ducking back into the shower room. With a dull thump the backpack hit the floor. "Alright. Well I paid for this room and I'm not waiting out there for another one," she said as her boots were slid off and pushed away, tugging jeans down thick thighs. The silhouette behind the curtain straightened up visibly. The tall ears quickly gave him away as a bunny.

"W-wait, this is my room! You can't stay here, go somewhere else!" the lapine protested, but it was no use. Korza slid her matching black panties off, revealing her uncut green shaft and the smooth nuts beneath. "I don't care if they gave you access to the room, just go back and tell them there was a mix-up an-HEY!" The curtain was shoved aside, revealing a drenched rabbit lathering up and red eyes widened in shock. The green-skinned woman filled his view as she barged in. Her eyes quickly swept over his frame; lean, barely taller than her with broken patches of grey - just her type. A hand instinctively went to cover his sheath and he turned away even as he eyes wandered her bare, curvy form. "G-get out!" he pressed onward, cheeks burning with both embarrassment and the lingering visual of the orc woman. Her soft breasts and dark green nipples, and he'd swear he saw a cock!

The greenskin closed the curtain again and nudged her shoulder into the rabbit, pushing him closer to the showerhead to make room for her. "Relax, I just want to get cleaned up and get some shut-eye. Don't be such a prude about it." Her fingers closed around a bottle of body wash and she turned away from him and towards the wall, bare skin glistening under the cascade of water. "What's your name?" Korza asked, figuring if she can get him talking about anything else they can both be done with a minimum of complaining. Her hands slid over her own chest, building a white lather on the skin.

The flustered bunny looked away. "Rick," he said quickly. "Look, you're already in here, I won't say anything, just get done quickly!" Despite his words he stole a glance over his shoulder, lingering on her wide hips and thick rear. His sheath swelled with his reaction but he reached for the bottle of fur shampoo, getting back to work on his legs and paws. He let out a sigh of pleasure as he massaged between toes, eyes drifting shut. "Um- What's yours?"

"Korza," the orcess said, maneuvering around the bunny to get into the stream. He got a clear view of her shaft this time, sudsy but half-firmed and giving a glimpse of the greenskin's glans. He started to turn away to focus on his arms when the bottle of body wash was thrust into his hands. "Get my back."

"Fine, but you're going to have to get mine too," grumbled Rick though he dutifully squirted the gel out and put his hands on Korza's flesh. Fuzzy fingertips worked the soap over her flesh, gliding palms up both sides of her spine. His hands slid over her waist and squeezed, earning a pleased murmur from in front. His erection stood at full mast before him and tapped a green asscheek. The bunny's red gaze stared at her thick cheeks, arousal pushing his embarrassment away. The green woman looked back over her shoulder, strong fingers wrapping around his wrist.

"Eep! I'm sorry, I just thought you-" Rick started, but Korza flashed a grin and pulled his hand around. Her hand guided his palm around the throbbing length of her shaft. Rick swallowed nervously and squeezed, his fingers dragging along the veins of the pulsing staff. The soap on his hand washed away in an instant with the constant stream of water, but instead he only gripped her cock tighter and began to pump it. His hips nestled against the greenskin's ass, pushing his shaft up between thick globes. They felt perfect caressing against his shaft as he rocked against her.

Korza was caught between lean bunny hips and hand, alternately grinding back against his shaft and thrusting through the grip of fuzzy fingers. Preseed smeared over fingers and her own shaft before the water took it away again. A tight squeeze of Rick's fingers about her base drew out a groan, and a moment later she turned to face him.

"Get on your knees," the orc demanded as her cock swung into view, her yellow eyes staring up into his. Rick's heart raced, a bit confused and achingly hard but the stare of yellow eyes harbored no argument.

Rick slid down onto his knees before the orc.

White-furred fingers cupped her sac and tugged heavy orbs. He leaned in close and inhaled the musky, virile scent of her dick. His tongue slipped out and brushed her shaft, running up to the tip and swiping away a droplet of pre. Heat burned in Rick's cheeks but he pushed his lips against the orc's crown and slid her tip into a hot, suckling kiss. The bunny hollowed his cheeks as he worked her cock, squinting with a wet glrk each time she neared the back of his throat.

The warmth of green-skinned hands wrapped around the back of his head and wide hips jerked forward, cutting off air. Rick stiffened, but after a swallow his flesh yielded to her demands and the orc's dick slid down into his throat, molding his flesh around her fat prick. Red eyes stared up over the woman's tits as he bobbed on her shaft. The patter of the water on the floor was interrupted with orcish groans and slick flesh sliding into eager bunny mouth, the slaps of her nuts off of his chin and sharp gasps when she gave him a moment's reprieve.

Minutes passed and several times the rabbit thought he couldn't take more, ignoring the aching spire jutting proudly between his thighs, uselessly leaking pre on the floor. A shove forward gagged him on the root of her cock and her cry preceded thick gouts of cum pouring into his mouth. He swallowed hungrily, lost in the trance of her lustful hunger. When the torrent of cum finally subsided to a trickle, he gasped for air and fell back onto his ass, looking up into the orc's gaze. She grinned and helped him back up to his feet.

Rick flushed and looked away. "You came in here just to use me!"

"Had no idea, but since you're part of the shower package-" Korza's lips curled up in a grin.

Rick's breath left him in a grunt as a hand on his shoulder spun him to the wall, catching himself against the tile with his palms. Over his shoulder he saw the orc's cock bobbing again before the flesh of her tits smooshed against his back. The heat of her messy prick smeared up between his cheeks and his heart raced, knowing he should protest but needing what the orc offered. With a grunt she guided her prick back down and rubbed it around the ring of the bun's entrance.

"Please," came his quiet moan, creamy thighs spreading apart as if of their own accord.

The orc's answer was her push inward, stretching his ring wide around the thick spire of her prick. Her bare flesh molded his tight inner ring around her, aching with how wide she demanded that he open. His claws scraped at the tile helplessly, grimacing until the wet pop of her tip squeezing inside. With a high-pitched moan he arched his back as the heat of her rod surged deeper into his guts. Water dripped from their bodies, the soap all but forgotten as her wide hip crashed into his backside, bouncing her nuts off of his. Thin lapine pre splashed against the tile with each grind of her swollen tip past his prostate.

"F-fuck! Gods, fuck me!" he cried, his voice echoing off the tile and the paper-thin walls just behind. Earnest moans soon followed as he was plowed up against the shower wall. Wet slaps of skin against soaked fur and Korza's grunts mingled with the bunny's whorish moans. Rick's eyes rolled back in his head. The world seemed to go white for a few seconds, muscle stiff as pearly arcs of rabbit cum streaked over the tile. His asshole squeezed hard around the green prick in him and any further words came out as unintelligible cries until he'd spent his load utterly.

Korza's pace slowed long enough for the loudest of the male's groans to subside before the pace picked up again, ravaging his greedy hole. The dazed bunny's cheek pressed against cool tile with hot orc breath washing over his neck and that fat slab of meat relentlessly churning in him, thrusts short and quick until at last she cried out in ecstasy. Her shout of lust dwarfed even the rabbit's greedy moans as she sprayed a second load of her hot cum deep into his guts. The sticky seed clung to his walls, marking him with the orc's scent. His ass stung with one last clap of her hips to him as she hilted and remained there until his spasming ring had milked every drop from her.

Minutes later Korza had dried off, green arms poking through a more comfortable T-shirt before she pulled it back down over her chest. From her backpack she fished out a pen, scribbled on the back of her receipt to the shower and pushed it into Rick's hand.

The bunny looked up from the note. "#62?" he repeated, brows furrowed.

The orc's smile broadened. "Yeah, that's my spot in the parking lot tonight. You know where to come get another."

Rick coughed and looked to the side. He caught a glimpse of the greenskin's ass as the door closed behind her. His ass still ached from the fresh fuck and his gaze fell upon the receipt in his hand again, fingers closing around the piece of paper. The squawk of the intercom letting him know he had five minutes of shower time left brought the bunny back to reality. On his way out he filled a large mug of coffee and took it to the register.

"Covering a lot of ground tonight?" the skunk at the counter asked while she rung him up.

Rick smiled. "Long night ahead," he replied. The plaza doors slid open and he strolled out into the early night.