The story of Raven continues. A Hispanic college student from Albuquerque who explores her sexuality with the help of a trucking company. The first and second stories were quickies, but I'm continuing on with some more adventures. This story is about an outright gangbang, and seeing just how much she can handle. Enjoy, but don't try this at home!
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Raven dreamed of pulling into a gas station at the truck stop, because they had the cheapest gas. It was near the university, and on her way home. She wondered what she was going to do today as she got out of the car naked. Classes were over, she was off of work, and had the rest of the afternoon to herself.
Feeling adventurous, wearing only black, open-toed high-heels and silver jewelry, she walked into the gas station naked.
She woke up from the dream to the minivan stopped, and desperately having to use the bathroom.
"Wake up, Raven! Ready to earn your thousand dollars?"
Groggy and confused at first, and finding herself as naked inside the minivan as she had been in her dream, she remembered now. They were on their way to the hot springs of Vegas, New Mexico.
"Shit. Hold on," she said, and put on her high-heels.
Then she looked around and saw that she had been crazy to accept this challenge. It was a small gas station, but there were people!
"No way! I can't do it!"
She went to find her skimpy white strap and miniskirt, but they were nowhere to be seen.
"Guys, what did you do with my clothes?"
Seeing grins and smirks, she sighed and glared. "You call those clothes, girl?" Jack asked her. "They probably blew away."
Jack and Hammer both winked at her, the owners of the trucking company that had basically made her a voluntary whore to their business partners and truck drivers. Older, bearish, strong men of mind and bodies, and war veterans. Daniel, her favorite, and the youngest of them with his boyish grin, cowboy hat, and his huge white dick tucked into his tight jeans. Jordan, the big, muscular black man, who had the biggest dick of all. Brian, a small and fatherly man in his 40's, usually very quiet and reserved until he was fucking her. Jason, a Germanic, tightly muscular man with intense blue eyes. And Diego, the only other Hispanic besides herself, handsome as fuck with his Latin features and slick sarcasm.
Six men she had met and fucked over the last few months when they came through Albuquerque. Their truck stop was right near the university she was a student at, fifteen minutes away.
But all six of them together? Thank god the four others she knew hadn't been in town. That would have been too much!
She attacked Daniel and pinched him.
"Give them to me!" she shouted.
He tickled her back, and she squeaked uncontrollably.
"Stop! I have to pee!"
"You ain't getting your clothes back till you do what you agreed to do for a thousand bucks. Or you stay in the car."
She pretended to pout and crossed her arms over her bare, youthful breasts, but that only made them laugh.
"I'll pee on the seats then!"
They left the windows down, and all six men went inside the gas station, no doubt betting on whether she would accept her own bet to walk naked into a gas station in the middle of nowhere.
Nonetheless it began getting hot, windows down or not. She started sweating. Looking around, it didn't seem like too many people were out and about in the early afternoon. Fuck it! She put her high-heels back on, and prepared herself for the moment.
Public nudity. Why was it so hard? Feelings of shame? Inhibitions? What was it? I guess she would find out. The thought of strangers seeing her naked aroused her on some new level. They would see her shaved pussy, perky tits, dark nipples, and perfect, firm bubbly ass on a slender body.
Fuck it. She got out of the minivan and began walking buck naked on heels to the door. Then she remembered her purse, turned around and bent through the open window to grab it from the floorboard, and then rushed towards the door.
Just act casual, she told herself.
A man came out the door, bells dinging, and stopped and gaped as she approached.
"Hi!" she said, and walked passed him.
Inside, she saw her six men grinning and watching. Danny came up to her and whispered. "You still got a little dried cum on your mouth."
She shrugged. "Oh well." The cum of all six of them was probably still in her stomach. Yummy! Her jaws still hurt, though.
She did her little pee-dance as she found the restroom and rushed towards her, holding her pussy with one hand as if that would help.
Raven did her business. Her anus was sore being fucked by all six truckers in the bathroom, each one coming deep in her. Six loads of cum in her rectum finally came out. From her purse she used wipes to clean herself well. Good hygiene was important. She washed up and checked herself out in the mirror. Sexy as always, naked or not.
Then she went and got a Coke Zero, chips, some honey roasted peanuts, beef jerky, and carried it all around her tits in her arms to the counter. As she did all of this, she bent over or squatted slowly, letting anyone watching see her pussy and anus, or hanging tits. She wondered if her anus gaped when she bent over.
The young, dorky, zit-infested teen at the counter stared in shock.
"Hi," he managed to say.
"Hi," she replied. "I don't suppose you'd pay for this for me, would you?"
Her mouth felt dry, and her jaws still ached from sucking all six of them off in the van earlier. Six loads of cum was still inside her belly. And now she was thirsty.
"I don't have any money, lady. I just work here."
Raven liked being naked in public, she decided. She had the body for it, and the confidence to pull it off. Of course, six strong men there to protect her if something went wrong helped.
She had a wicked thought. Her six men were merely watching all of this play out. She turned around and smiled at them. Could she dare it? She felt giddy and ambitious, and powerful as well.
"Well I'll have to fuck for food, then. Who wants to bend me over and dog me?"
Only her men knew she was kidding, of course. She was theirs for the time being. They might share her amongst themselves, but not with the outside world. Not anymore, anyway. She was their bitch. But she had always wanted to try dogging, or several men fucking her in public like a common mutt.
"Well, miss. I'll take you up on that," Daniel said first, tipping his hat. "A quickie right here, baby? For soda and chips, that's all I got money for, babe."
"Ok," she replied, bending over for him on the counter near the register.
Raven shivered, anxious and a little cold, her nipples hardening as she did the craziest thing ever. Letting men fuck her in public amongst strangers, in a convenience store in the middle of nowhere. It was better than in the bathroom!
Far more modest than her, he didn't get his dick out until he was right behind her. She relished the feel of it seeking her pussy, sliding up and down from clitoris to perineum until he found her wet opening. Then he thrust in hard and fast, and she groaned from the pain of being stretched so suddenly.
"Take it easy, stranger. I ain't that kind of girl!"
Danny laughed as he pumped her. "What kind of girl are you then?"
"A hungry bitch."
She could see herself in the security mirrors, a little image of herself. Long dark legs, dark skin, nice titties hanging on the countertop, a cute Hispanic girl with black hair and big brown eyes, naked in high-heels being bent over by a cowboy and fucked.
Daniel reached around and played with hr tits as he pumped hard into her. Grabbing her by the waist, he pumped hard and fast to finish, and then pumped her full of cum.
Raven came at the same time, moaning loudly. She looked down at the floor as watched in satisfaction as Daniel's sperm dripped on the concrete.
"Soda and chips," Daniel said, zipping himself up. And he paid for them and left the goods with her. "Tight pussy, miss. Thanks!"
She left to get a bunch more stuff she wanted. Reese's Cups, raisins, nuts, energy drinks. And then bent over for someone to pay for it.
Each of her men complied. Jack grabbed her by the hair as he fucked her hard and fast, and Hammer grabbed her waist and filled her up next. The pool of cum on the floor grew, and she fucking loved every second of every quickie.
Only her truckers volunteered. Everyone else was too shocked to even take it seriously, though they enjoyed the show. The kid at the counter just let the gentlemen pay for her goodies as they left it in front of her. But she could tell he was hard as a rock and wanted a piece, too.
"I'll pay you a hundred bucks to lick all that cum up off the floor, girl," said a stranger wearing leather.
Raven stared at the puddle of cum, and then at the stranger.
"I got what I want. And I still got my dignity," she replied.
The stranger came forward, an older man with long gray hair and a gray beard. He wore a leather jacket and jeans and boots. Could be a biker type, Raven thought.
"A whore ain't got no dignity, girl. Two hundred dollars to get on your hands and knees and lap it up. You know you want to."
She got angry, because some perverted part of her did want to. But she did have limits, and she did have dignity. She stood tall in her heels and faced him openly. Her Hispanic fire was up now! But Jack intervenes before she said something stupid.
"She's with us. Now back off, she ain't for you."
Jack and Hammer stood in front of the man, sensing he was a threat. Other customers sensed there was a problem and left.