Sleeper Cab Kamster
Getting into the sleeper cab is hard is hard because it is tall and crowded. It is dark inside, and smells of body odor, cigarettes, weed, and sex, but a shifting crowd of men manage to get onto the mattress, attracted like bees to honey, drawn by the moans, sighs, and the sounds of Kamsterās voice.
āWho wants this?ā she asks, slapping and stretching her naked ass, showing her, red, dripping pussy, her stretched, cum splashed asshole. āWho wants to fill my holes? I want more. Give me more.ā
She is nude, on all fours on the mattress in the sleeper, on a pile of menās coats. She looks over her shoulder at a man who is unzipping, releasing his hardening dick, while she strokes the cock of another man kneeling beside her, a thin string of cum and spit connecting her mouth to the cock of the man in front of her.
Moments ago, he came in her mouth, down her throat, dropping a load so large and unexpected that she gagged, saliva flooding her mouth, but managing to then swallow his salty cum. He had backed away from her, his cock softening, but Kamster was still hungry.
āCome back,ā she said. āWeāre not done.ā
Now the man behind her is pushing his cock in Kamsterās ass, causing her to push back against him, to help the head slide past her stretched, slutty asshole, to help him enter and stretch her as the man whose cum she had swallowed knelt down in front of her again.
The man fucking her ass pushed Kamster slightly off balance. He was sliding in and out of her faster and faster until he settled into a rhythm she could adjust to, but she managed to begin sucking the balls of the kneeling, feeling his cock stirring agains her face as she simultaneously stroked the third manās cock.
At this point, Kamster fell into a fugue state. Her identity melted away. Her awareness melted away. She was just holes. Holes to pleasure. Holes to be pleasured. There was just cock and balls on her mindāhardness in her hands, in her ass, delicious warm, salty balls filling her mouth.
Cell phones were snapping pictures and filming her. Men and women in distant places were stroking to her being used, cum in, opened up by strangersā cocks. They loved watching her flushed, sweating body being fucked, were dizzy with need and entranced by her acceptance.
The man whose cock she was stroking came first, and hot jizz splashed on her hand and arm, onto her back and shoulder as he moaned. Shortly after that, the man in her ass pressed hard into Kamster, shivering against her as he emptied his balls, his cum drooling from between her ass cheeks as he slowly pulled out.
Kamsterās mouth never left the third manās balls, sucking and licking them. Her eyes were closed and her face was flushed. She looked like she was possessed; she was not thinking, beyond word now, just entranced by dick.
When the man came again, he sounded like he was somewhere in between pleasure and pain, falling back from Kamster, making way for the other men joining now, all eager to enjoy her warm, wet, eager holes, turning the hours into a blur of pleasure as men came and went from the sleeper cab.
āWho wants this?ā she asks, slapping and stretching her naked ass, showing her, red, dripping pussy, her stretched, cum splashed asshole. āWho wants to fill my holes? I want more. Give me more.ā
She is nude, on all fours on the mattress in the sleeper, on a pile of menās coats. She looks over her shoulder at a man who is unzipping, releasing his hardening dick, while she strokes the cock of another man kneeling beside her, a thin string of cum and spit connecting her mouth to the cock of the man in front of her.
Moments ago, he came in her mouth, down her throat, dropping a load so large and unexpected that she gagged, saliva flooding her mouth, but managing to then swallow his salty cum. He had backed away from her, his cock softening, but Kamster was still hungry.
āCome back,ā she said. āWeāre not done.ā
Now the man behind her is pushing his cock in Kamsterās ass, causing her to push back against him, to help the head slide past her stretched, slutty asshole, to help him enter and stretch her as the man whose cum she had swallowed knelt down in front of her again.
The man fucking her ass pushed Kamster slightly off balance. He was sliding in and out of her faster and faster until he settled into a rhythm she could adjust to, but she managed to begin sucking the balls of the kneeling, feeling his cock stirring agains her face as she simultaneously stroked the third manās cock.
At this point, Kamster fell into a fugue state. Her identity melted away. Her awareness melted away. She was just holes. Holes to pleasure. Holes to be pleasured. There was just cock and balls on her mindāhardness in her hands, in her ass, delicious warm, salty balls filling her mouth.
Cell phones were snapping pictures and filming her. Men and women in distant places were stroking to her being used, cum in, opened up by strangersā cocks. They loved watching her flushed, sweating body being fucked, were dizzy with need and entranced by her acceptance.
The man whose cock she was stroking came first, and hot jizz splashed on her hand and arm, onto her back and shoulder as he moaned. Shortly after that, the man in her ass pressed hard into Kamster, shivering against her as he emptied his balls, his cum drooling from between her ass cheeks as he slowly pulled out.
Kamsterās mouth never left the third manās balls, sucking and licking them. Her eyes were closed and her face was flushed. She looked like she was possessed; she was not thinking, beyond word now, just entranced by dick.
When the man came again, he sounded like he was somewhere in between pleasure and pain, falling back from Kamster, making way for the other men joining now, all eager to enjoy her warm, wet, eager holes, turning the hours into a blur of pleasure as men came and went from the sleeper cab.
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