Adventures of a Truck Stop Teen Whore – Chapter 3 – First Anal Experience

Recap: Peta’s best friend’s Uncle Carl, took dirty pictures of Peta getting fucked in a truck by a random guy she just met. Carl, who was a middle-aged married man, works at the same truck stop as Peta. He told her he and their co-workers sexually fantasize about her frequently. Carl blackmailed Peta into being his whore for the night to use and dominate her mouth, titties, and pussy. At the end, Carl did delete Peta’s dirty pictures off his personal phone but Peta allowed him to keep one to remind him of their meeting. Peta realized her purpose in life was being a whore for all men to enjoy and when she was getting ready to put on her black coat and head home, a truck driver with a big rig truck stopped her.

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Chapter 3 – First Anal Experience

Cocks and cum were like my gateway drugs that made me do the most dirtiest, nastiest, and sluttiest sexual acts imaginable. At this point, I’ll let any man use me just to get that feeling of sexual ecstasy again. I couldn’t stop thinking about how badly I needed another fix of cock in my pussy and the strong hunger I had for another taste of cum.

It was 2:00am in the morning and I have been naked in public for almost 2 consecutive hours now with my face, pussy, and tits still covered with Joe and Carl’s dried up cum. A trucker called out to me while I was grabbing my coat from the bus stop bench. I could only make out the truck drivers silhouette when he yelled out at me from his big rig. I walked towards the truck’s passenger door excited for another opportunity to taste and play with my third different cock of the night. The truck’s passenger door swung opened, I climbed right in, and shut the door.

Before the door was completely shut, the trucker stood up from his driver’s seat and grabbed both my tits while I sat in my seat completely shocked. This man didn’t even attempt to ask if he could touch me. He continued violating me as he molested my titties, caressed my stomach, rubbed my legs, and fingered my pussy. I didn’t say a word. I just spread my legs apart and let this stranger do wherever he wanted with me. He then physically turned my face towards his and plunged his tongue into my mouth. We were kissing and making out while he softly rubbed my clit.

The trucker was a 6’2 50-year-old white man who was fit and muscular, with a military buzz cut, and a goatee. Both of his thick muscular arms had lots of tattoos and he looked like someone who would own a Harley Davidson motrocycle. He also had a Texas accent when he spoke.

The trucker was mesmerized staring at my naked body while I slouched in my seat. In his deep Texan voice he said, “What a treat for me. A pretty young whore with big ‘ol titties, a dirty pink pussy, and such a big ass.”

He then asked, “What’s a hot young little thing like you doing in a place like this?