Adventures Of A Truck Stop Teen Whore - Chapter 2 - Best Friend's Uncle free porn video
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Chapter 2 - Best Friend's Uncle
I wanted to cover my cum drenched body with my black coat as quickly as possible to advertise to everyone passing by that I was no longer available. The middle-aged white man, who I couldn't clearly see due to the darkness of the night, had tightly grabbed hold of my right butt cheek while constantly asking me how much I charge for a quick fuck. I ignored his requests, gathered my coat, and took small side steps towards the end of the bus stop bench to get away from this perverted and creepy man.
I was in such a hurry trying to get away from the man's groping and fondling hands that I dropped my coat on the ground. While I was bending down to pick up the coat, the man shouted, "Peta, don't you recognize me?" I froze in fear knowing for certain I never told this man my name. My mind was panicking trying to figure out who this man was and how he knew me while I was still bent down staring at the ground. I kept reassuring myself that I didn't know this man and he only knew my name because he overheard Joe say it while he watched me get fucked.
I didn't want to turn to face him but I knew I had to at some point. Still bent down, my head slowly turned towards the man. I felt the man slap both my butt cheeks making them jiggle for his enjoyment. He then commented, "You've always had such a nice ass Peta."
He was now standing under the bus stop bench lamp post, which was illuminating the area we both were in. I started to lift myself into a standing position, with my back still facing him, and my head turned in the direction of this unknown man who knew my name. My eyes started to work their way up from the man's dirty work boots to his face.
I was now giving this man eye contact. I was horrified to find out that the man standing behind me who sucked on my titties, groped my ass, saw cum dripping out of my pussy, and watched me get fucked by a total stranger was Alix's Uncle Carl. This revelation caught me by surprise and in that moment I had trouble speaking.
Carl works at the truck stop gas station next to the gift shop that I work at. He clearly looked like he just finished the night shift at the truck stop and was waiting for the bus at the stop where I left my coat. I've known Carl since I first started working at the truck stop gift shop. He is a such a sweet, caring, and nice man who has been married for 30 years and has 3 adult children. I know this because he and his wife had a wedding anniversary party last week at the truck stop community hall that I was invited to. To put it bluntly, he was not easy on the eyes at all. He was the total opposite in comparison to Joe. Carl was 59 years old, stood about 5'10, 275 lbs., balding, chubby, with a huge beer belly gut, scruffy beard, wrinkles all over his face, and looked like he has never worked out a day in his life. When we worked the same shifts, he would always buy a soda pop and take his breaks at the tables directly behind my cash register. He was super friendly, funny, and was very chatty, but not flirtatious at all, which was refreshing. He definitely helped my time at work pass by quicker.
Still in shock, I stood straight up and faced him. I was still fully naked, sweaty, and covered in Joe's cum. He stood there with a huge smile while slowly looking me up and down. His eyes felt like they were molesting me while he was stared at my body. "Carl is that you?", I said with a fake smile.
Carl had this look of excitement when I recognized him and called out his name. He spoke and said, "Is this what you do when you are not at work Peta? Walk the streets and let men pay to fuck you. I knew you were a fucking whore when I first laid eyes on you."
"YOU ARE SO FUCKING SEXY! Your titties are the best thing about you Peta. They are so beautiful, big, round, and perfect hanging off your chest. They also tasted so good too."
"I have to confess, I love hanging out with you at work. Do you want to know a dirty little secret that I have? Do you know why I always sit directly behind your cash register during my breaks? To stare at your ass and tits while I rub my dick over my pants. You get me so hard Peta."
"I have always fantasized about ripping off your clothing, having you fully naked, bending you over your cash register, my cock pounding your pussy while you suck your titties, having your ass shake wildly as I fuck you from behind, and blasting my cum all over you. I wish I knew sooner that I could have paid you to make my fantasy come true."
"I don't know if you know this but most of the guys that work at the truck stop love talking about you. They would describe their fantasies of how they would use you if they ever have the chance to fuck you. There were conversations just a few days ago, where several guys wanted to plan out how to get you drunk, naked, and gangbang you at a cheap motel while we line up to take turns using your mouth, pussy, and ass."
I was disturbed with what Carl and the guys were saying about me. They were all either double or even triple my age. Majority of them were also married and have children my age or older, just like Carl. They thought of me as a sex toy that they all wanted to use for their perverted sexual fantasies. I was so naive thinking that the guys at work were friendly and nice to me because that's who they were but now I know that was not the case. They were all just old creepy perverts that wanted to lure me into a sexual situation just like the story of how the Big Bad Wolf lured Little Red Riding Hood.
Carl finally stopped talking and took out his phone. He then showed me his phone screen. He scrolled through dozens of photos he took of me while I was in Joe's truck. Photos of my naked ass, my pussy, face, mouth, and titties dripping with cum, and action shots of me sucking cock and getting fucked. Those pictures Carl captured made me look like a nasty pornstar. I was panicking knowing that someone I knew has dirty pictures of me.
He continued to speak while showing me his phone, "The guys at work are going to love this when I show it to them during my shift tomorrow night. They'll be so excited knowing that they can pay to live out their dirty fantasies with you Peta. You'll be our personal truck stop whore we could use whenever we please."
I explained nervously to Carl, "I'm working tomorrow night too and I can't have you show this to anyone at all. I am not a whore Carl and tonight was just a one time thing. This was just a dare that I had with a friend. That black guy didn't even pay me anything to fuck me. What can I do so you can delete those pictures?"
Carl had ***********ive hearing and only heard one thing that I said. He immediately responded, "You let that black guy fuck you for free? Fuck, you are such a nasty whore Peta! That's what I like about you." He then grabbed my arm, pulled me towards the abandoned building next to the bus stop bench, and pushed me through an open door. From there, he took off his work jacket, laid it flat on the building's dusty cement floor, and threw me down on top of his jacket.
He looked down at me and said, "Persuade me on why I should delete your pictures off my phone Peta."
He didn't have to say anything else. I knew that I would be having sex with Carl tonight. I am hoping that I do something close to what he fantasized about me, so he could reconsider and delete those dirty photos off his phone. Not a guarantee but I really had no choice.
While he stood over me, I got on my knees, grabbed his pants and pulled him closer to me. I unzipped his pants and took out his 5 inch semi-limp uncut cock. I then got on all fours and wrapped my mouth around the head of his cock. I circled my tongue around the head and heard quiet moans coming out of Carl's mouth. I continued taking more of his cock in my mouth while I slowly moved up and down his shaft. His cock got hard quickly while it was lodged in my mouth. His cock started at 5 inches and grew to 7.
I wanted to give his ball sack some love too. I started cupping it with my hand while I was moving my mouth up and down rapidly on his cock. I then took his cock out of my mouth to pay more attention to his hairy balls. I drenched his whole ball sack with my saliva as I licked it all over and sucked on each of his balls. I was in a whore trance where I was only thinking about pleasing Carl as best as I could. Performing these sexual acts as sexy, dirty, nasty, and slutty as possible.
I didn't think about anything else other than having Carl shoot his cum down my throat. Carl was staring down at my titties which were hanging perfectly on my chest. I continued giving Carl a blowjob while I squeezed my tits together to provide him with a better view of my large nipples.
After about 10 minutes of my mouth making out with his cock and balls, he lifted me up onto a wobbly old office table which I laid on. While he stood over me, he stared down at me with excitement knowing that every dirty and nasty thought he pictured doing to me was about to happen. I spread my legs in the air and relaxed my pussy as an invitation for Carl to enter and use me as he pleased.
Carl was a savage. He fucked me hard like there was no tomorrow. His thrusts in and out of me were so rapid and strong that there were loud echos within the building of his balls slapping my ass and vibrating sounds of my pussy juices gushing. He did not lie to me at all. He did fuck the shit out of me in various sexual positions like he fantasized. The feeling of ecstasy came over me again, similar to when Joe took my virginity. Carl made me orgasm one, two, three, four, I couldn't keep count anymore. I was loving Carl dominate my pussy. At one point, I was getting light-headed and close to fainting, as Carl fucked my pussy for almost an hour.
I was so addicted to Carl and his cock that I didn't want him to stop fucking me. This was the sexual experience that I was craving when I was watching all those porn videos earlier today. I couldn't believe that it was Carl who was providing me with the feeling of sexual euphoria.
Carl was such a titty guy. Throughout our fuck session, he would constantly grope, fondle, slap, grab, pinch, and suck my titties. Both my nipples had turned purple with how much Carl had been playing with them.
Before he came, he laid me back on the table, got on top of me, placed his cock in between my titties, and squeezed my titties tightly together on his cock. This was my first experience of being titty fucked. While his cock was being thrusted in between my tits, his cock head kept hitting my lips. Carl was staring down at me, so I decided the most sluttiest thing for me to do at that moment was to open my mouth and give his cock head somewhere to go. With each thrust, his cock head would enter my mouth and touch my tongue for a little added massage.
With no time for me to react, Carl groaned loudly and blew a huge load of cum all over my face, mouth, and tits. His cum was very thick and tasted so salty, just the way I liked it. He then said, "My wife and I haven't fucked in so long. That was 5 years worth of cum baby and it is all yours to enjoy."
I was exhausted. I just laid on the wobbly office table trying to catch my breath. I had no energy at all to get up. I looked up at Carl and gave him the biggest smile. I was so infatuated and obsessed with Carl because he made me feel so good. I couldn't believe I was starting to be attracted to this fat old creep. Carl did smile back down at me as he stared at my cummed drenched body relishing in his accomplishment.
Carl, in a devilish tone, stated while continuing to look down at me, "You know what Peta, you've convinced me. I will delete the pictures of you off my phone. I also don't want to get caught and have my wife accidentally see them."
Carl's words provided me with a burst of energy where I happily stood up next to him while he proceeded to delete my dirty pictures off his phone. Still naked, cum drenched, with my legs shaking, I took a deep breath due to the relief I felt. I knew that no other person will ever get to see those photos. A second later, Carl asked me, "Peta, can I take just one photo of you, so I can remember this night?"
I responded, "Yes, if you promise not to share it with anyone."
Carl happily stated, "I promise."
I trusted Carl's word because if he did show the photo of me to others, his wife may find out and I know he wouldn't want that.
Carl then dug into his pants pocket and pulled out a different phone. It looked to be his work phone as it had the truck stop company's logo on the phone case. He positioned me standing, crossing my arms, squeezing my titties together, while I was sweaty and cummed drenched. He then stood next to me as he lifted his arm while holding his phone. I heard a camera clicking sound as Carl took one selfie of us together.
"Thanks baby. I will be keeping this for myself as a reminder of the great time I had with you tonight. I might even use it to jack off during my breaks when you are not working at the shop."
I didn't want Carl to leave just yet. I kept thinking about Carl's cock, how good it felt in me, and all the orgasms I experienced with him tonight. I then blurted out, "Can you fuck me again Carl.. Like right now? I am really horny again." My sexual urges were taking over, I was desperate for more cock. I couldn't stop myself from asking him that I wanted more.
Carl licked his lips and smiled while he put his cock back into his pants and zipped up. He responded hesitantly with, "Damn, you are so cock hungry. I love it. I had so much fun with you tonight Peta but I need to get home to my wife and family."
I wanted to get on my knees and beg him to take his cock out now but I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of Carl. The words I blurted out in response was, "If you get horny again, you know where to find me." In an instant Carl was gone. Leaving me alone in an abandoned building.
While I gingerly and slowly walked out of the building naked and back to the bus stop bench to grab my coat, I kept thinking about what Carl said about me and being a whore?
Am I enjoying showing off my body to random men in public? Why do I like the taste of cock? Why am I begging to have my pussy used and dominated? Why does the smell and taste of salty cum excite me? I was questioning but also confirming to myself that Carl might be right.
Tonight I may have finally realized my purpose in life. To be a submissive whore to please any man and make them feel good as they use my beautiful, sexy, dirty, nasty, and slutty body.
It was now 2:00am and there were so many cars on the road. This looked like the peak time men would look for whores to fuck. I reached the bus stop bench and looked down at my coat. I turned my head and saw a big rig truck pulling up next to me.
The guy whistled and called out to me, "Hey pretty thing. Shake that ass bitch. Turn around and show me your big titties." I happily turned and faced him while I sat on the bench squeezing my tits together while cum dripped off my face.
He aggressively yelled, "LOOKS LIKE OTHER GUYS HAVE ALREADY USED YOU TONIGHT. YOU LOOKING FOR MORE DICK AND CUM TO PLAY WITH?"
With a sinful stare and devilish smile I didn't hesitate and nodded yes. I guess I didn't need to wait long for my next whore adventure. -->
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