The truckstop was dead tonight. I needed a fix and a good hard dick. I was bored of the same old trucker trash and their crusty cocks, sucked by too many lot lizards. I hoped the bar rush would be good tonight.
Sure enough, 2 am and a group of men walked in. They asked for our private room. They had just come from a Christmas party and were trying to sober up with some chow and coffee. I saw the way they checked out my tits and I decided to work them for some good tips. I was wearing my elf costume complete with jingle bells. “Hey, baby, won’t you jingle those bells for us?” one asked. I joyfully shook my titties while they hooted. They were nasty boys, drunk and horny. They kept touching my ass and tits, and one even dared to slide his hand up my skirt, and found that I wasn’t wearing panties. “Commando!!!” he roared. “Give us a show.” I pulled a candy cane from my cleavage, hiked my leg unto the table and began to fuck my bald pussy with the sweet stick. “More.” they demanded. I gave each of them a candy cane and bent over. Sticking the canes into their mouths, they took turns shoving candy into my sticky cunt until it was leaking red juice.
I noticed then that they all had their cocks in hand, jerking, as they candy-fucked my eager beaver. We were a moaning mass of Christmas cheer. I felt cum raining down on me in a total bukkake orgy. I opened my mouth to catch it as my pussy pulsated around my candy crusted fuckhole. We partied all night as they bent me over the table and took turns pounding my sticky cunt and shoving their big candy canes down my throat. You could hear my bells jingling through the entire restaurant.
Merry Christmas from your favorite truckstop whore.
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I finally had a nice boyfriend. He picked me up and dropped me off at the strip club, and only asked for gas money and a blowjob. His name was Steve. I really appreciated him driving me everywhere. One day he picked me from work. I was still wearing my stripper outfit. It was just a lacy bra and plaid skirt. I was exhausted. He took a different way home then usually. He took the interstate. I was really confused until he arrived at a truck stop. I wasn’t sure what he had planned but I used the truck stop when I was low on money for my coke habit. He held my hand sweetly and led me to the men’s bathroom. When we got in his face completely changed. He threw me on the floor. It was damp and smelt musty. He handcuffed me to the sink pipes. “I sold your cunt for $60 the whole night.” The guys will be here soon and I’ll pick you up in the morning if you’re lucky. I saw him walk out and I was speechless. He treated me so well I thought. Three men suddenly walked in. “Well the whore is here!” Before I could even think, I had a cock in my mouth. I started gagging hard. The men just laughed at me. The other guy laid me on the floor and shoved his cock in my pussy. I wasn’t even that wet so it hurt. I was getting fucked hard on both ends. I didn’t know what to do. Sure, I’ve taken lots of cocks before but never has my cunt been sold by someone else. I felt water start dripping on head. I look up and got a face full of hot piss. I turned into a true gang bang whore. I wasn’t sure what shape I would be in the morning…
You’ve been watching me dance for the past four months. You never bother tipping me, but you tip all the other girls. I’m getting a bit testy when I see you at the table when I come in for my shift. My dealer has been busted and I’m in such a pissy mood. Roll call comes on and I start dancing. I’m shaking my sweet ass for you trying to get your attention. Songs come on all night long. I have the stage alone for at least six songs throughout the whole night. My shift is coming to an end; I go back stage to get ready to go home. I usually leave in the same outfit I come out of. I get my bag and walk out the back door.