Keri’s Road trip Adventure ABS Encounter #1
I had 2.5-day road trip ahead of me. The night before I headed out, I took a hot shower, shaved myself bare except for a little patch above my sissy clit, then laid out a blue matching thong panty, camisole and charged up my vibrating plug.
In the morning I made sure my pussy was fresh, inserted the plug and proceeded to put on my lingerie before getting dressed and packing the car. One bonus of the pandemic is I let my normally short male hair grow out into a blonde wispy curly style.
I drove for about 4 hours and decided to pull over around 1030am near a gas station with a large parking lot for truckers. The lot was not very full, but I decided I would peak on the inside to see if the showers had any patrons. Unfortunately, they were empty. As I was walking toward the exit, I noticed some cheap lip gloss on sale and bought a 2 pack in light pink.
Back in the car I decided to add the lip gloss to my lips before heading on the road again. As I turned onto the frontage road, I was greeted with a detour sign blocking the ramp to the freeway. I was forced to drive on the frontage with a bunch of other traffic. This route was taking forever and before long I needed a restroom break. I should have tried to go at the truck stop but did not feel the need. I could see there was restaurant not too far ahead, but still took 15 minutes to get there and was practically dancing in my seat.
Low and behold the restaurant did not open until 11:30a. I was ready to burst when I noticed a tire shop and an adult store behind the restaurant. The tire store appeared closed and I decided to go to the adult boutique. When I entered the store, I asked to use the restroom and the clerk told me it is only for employees and paying customers. I promised that I would buy something on the way out if he let me in bathroom. He agreed and I quickly moved to the restroom, so I did not pee in my shorts. I was so happy to make it without soiling myself.
As I exited the restroom and began walking toward the exit, I noticed the place had a porno arcade. As I approached the checkout desk the clerk suggested I could stock up on something like condoms or lube and if I spent $30 or more, I could also get a “fun” grab bag. I bought some flavored condoms, a small lube bottle and a mini pack of clean wipes. While he was ringing me up, I asked about the arcade and he informed me I could do $20 for an hour or feed the machine with cash or credit card. I was feeling a little horny so I said would take the hour special. He told me to use booth 6 and to close the door. He warned me the doors closed, but they were not allowed to have locks on them. After my purchase, he handed me a brown paper lunch bag that was stapled closed and told me to have fun.
Once inside the booth I found a shemale movie and started to watch. Between my horny state and the warmth inside the booth I decided to strip down to my camisole and panties and turn on the butt plug while I gently rubbed my panties like a woman would when masturbating. I had the volume on low as not to make it obvious to the porn I was watching. It was not too much longer when I heard doors open and shut at nearby booths and porn begin in the booths adjacent to me. By now I was really turned on and was even clenching on the butt plug trying to induce a sissy-gasm.
I decided to pause and open the paper bag which contained three penis shaped lollipops. I decided it would be naughty and fun to suck on the lollipop while I masturbated and watched the porn. Here I was kneeling on the dirty floor in a camisole, panties, pink lip gloss and a penis lollipop in mouth while I pinched my nipples or rubbed my sissy clit while the butt plugged buzzed me toward an orgasm.
Just as my legs began to shake, the door to my booth burst open and a rough burly guy entered the booth, looked at me, said “oh sorry” and jumped back out. In the meantime, I completely freaked out and lunged toward the chair and my clothes. I was still on the floor, leaning on the chair, my clothes bundled in my hands, rapidly breathing despite still holding a penis shaped lollipop in my mouth. Once I calmed down, I took several minutes to decide if I should leave or stay and do my business. I could hear all kinds of porn playing around me. I looked at the time and saw it was just after 12pm and it might be better to wait until the crowd left.
I resumed getting myself excited when again my door was opened, and a Latino man entered my booth. Again, I freaked out, but the man just closed the door and stood inside my booth with me. He smiled and said “its ok sexy puta keep going, I would like to watch you.” Within a moment he had his cock out and played with it. He encouraged me to continue as it made him excited.
I was both humiliated and excited. His encouragement and my horny state brought me to resume playing with myself again. I glanced back and forth between the porn video and the man stroking his now hard 8-inch cock. He kept telling me I was a sexy puta. He instructed me to stand up and then came up behind me, so I faced the video screen and he would rub his hard cock on my ass. He began to reach around and pinch my nipples and when he discovered the plug, he would tap against it causing my nipples and body to tense up even more. With the lollipop still my mouth I would occasionally let out soft moans of pleasure. While he grinded his penis against my ass he also pinched my nipples until they poked out my camisole. With one of his hands he pulled my erect sissy clit from my panties and began to stroke me. He whispered into my ear about what a good little whore I was. I told him I was about to cum and he said “not until I say you can.”
I begged him and he said “only if you come in your hand not on the floor.” I leaned into his body, lowered my hands to catch my orgasm and shuddered as I released a load of cum into my hands. As I was coming down from the rush he said, “I am going to let you go, but you are not to let any of the cum spill and get back on your knees.” Now out of my horny state I was super humiliated but had nowhere to go, so I complied.
Here I was kneeling on the dirty porn arcade floor before this man in my lingerie, cupping a load of my cum in my hands.
He asked me if I was a good whore, and I sheepishly whispered “yes.” He then told me close my eyes and not to move. He removed the lollipop from my mouth and told me to keep repeating “I am a good whore”, while keeping my tongue out. I could sense he was awfully close to me and then I felt my cupped hands poked with something a few times. Then a moment later the lollipop was put in mouth and he commanded, “suck!” I could feel and taste my cum over the watermelon flavor when he said “swallow!” he repeated this routine several times until his feet shuffled a bit and then I felt him lay his warm, semi hard cock and balls right across the width of my face, covering my eyes and nose. He then proceeded the routine again. There was something different happening between dips, however.
Sometimes after dipping the lollipop in my pool of cum there would not be the suck then swallow command which seemed very strange. I could feel the heat of his cock and balls pulsing against my face when he placed a hand under my cupped hands and began to raise them to my mouth. This was followed by the command of “lick!” I was so embarrassed but did as I was told. As I thought I finished cleaning my hands, I began to pull them away from my face when he said “stop!” Again, he made a shuffle, I felt his cock leave my face and then I felt it land in my hands, just in front of my face. He told me I could open my eyes. When I did, all I could see was a throbbing cock glistening with trails of cum and dribbles of watermelon lollipop. He asked me again if I was a good whore, and I replied “yes.” I was already becoming aroused when the command came, “lick!” I began running my tongue along his engorged cock, licking, kissing, and lapping up the mixture of cum and candy. His cock was bouncing with pleasure and I increased my intensity of cleaning his cock. He removed his cock from my hands, threw my shirt at me and told me to wipe up my hands and then put them behind my back. Next, he dropped his cock on my face, so his balls were right under my nose and flopping against my lips. Again, came the command “lick!”. My brain was confused, I could smell the candy and cum through my nose but also could taste a saltiness of his balls on my lips and tongue. After a few minutes he placed his cock in my mouth and commanded “suck!” he grabbed a handful of my hair and held me so he could look me in the eyes while I sucked his cock. Without even a hint of warning he grabbed my head with both hands, gagged me with his cock, pulled back slightly, then commanded “swallow puta!” as he released a massive load of cum in my mouth. I had no real option but to swallow it all. He removed his cock from my mouth and wiped it all over my face then put his cock back in his pants and said, “thank you.” As I started to gather shorts and shirt, we both noticed my shirt was covered in cum from our games and the dirty floor. Now I was frozen in fear. I either had to wear this cum stained shirt or just my camisole out of the store. The man looked at his phone then said, no worries puta, do not move I will be right back to help you.” I was incredibly happy, thinking he might be bringing me a new shirt, or something to cover myself. Strangely, when he returned to the booth, he waved a $20 dollar bill in front of me, then fed it the video machine. I looked at him with a WTF look and he left saying “have fun puta!”
While I was trying to gather myself and decide what to do, the door opened, and two men walked in.
They smiled and one guy said, “Awesome you are still here!” I asked, “what is going on?” As they were unzipping their pants and tugging at their cocks, the other man says “we are with the construction crew from down the road, our foreman, Luis told us there was very hungry whore in booth 6 who wanted a lot of milk and lunch meat during our lunch break.”
During the next hour, I was spanked, pinched, served six more cocks, and swallowed their loads. When I was finished there was nobody left in the video arcade. I began to freak out, as my shorts and shirt were gone. There was a knock on the door and the clerk said, “your friends left you a present.” It was a bright pink half shirt with word “whore” printed across the front. I was really confused now. I asked him if there were any other clothes I could buy to wear out of the store. He told me that he couldn’t let me walk around the store in thong panties, but I could wear the shirt instead of the camisole and he could let me out the side door so I could go back to my car.
I was horribly embarrassed but decided it was the best escape. I was led to the fire exit and shoved out the door. I was less than 15 yards from my car. I raced to it in nothing but my thong panties and pink “slut” shirt. Thank goodness on the hood of my car was my shorts, dirty shirt, and the brown bag. As I gathered my things and dug the car keys out of my shorts, a bunch of cat calls came from the edge of the parking lot where a group of construction workers taunted me with “nice ass!” “hot puta!” “come get this!” as they rubbed their crotches. I was in total fear and humiliation.
Once in the car and several miles away my anxiety abated, and I became excited again thinking about how hot my perverse lunch hour had been.
In the morning I made sure my pussy was fresh, inserted the plug and proceeded to put on my lingerie before getting dressed and packing the car. One bonus of the pandemic is I let my normally short male hair grow out into a blonde wispy curly style.
I drove for about 4 hours and decided to pull over around 1030am near a gas station with a large parking lot for truckers. The lot was not very full, but I decided I would peak on the inside to see if the showers had any patrons. Unfortunately, they were empty. As I was walking toward the exit, I noticed some cheap lip gloss on sale and bought a 2 pack in light pink.
Back in the car I decided to add the lip gloss to my lips before heading on the road again. As I turned onto the frontage road, I was greeted with a detour sign blocking the ramp to the freeway. I was forced to drive on the frontage with a bunch of other traffic. This route was taking forever and before long I needed a restroom break. I should have tried to go at the truck stop but did not feel the need. I could see there was restaurant not too far ahead, but still took 15 minutes to get there and was practically dancing in my seat.
Low and behold the restaurant did not open until 11:30a. I was ready to burst when I noticed a tire shop and an adult store behind the restaurant. The tire store appeared closed and I decided to go to the adult boutique. When I entered the store, I asked to use the restroom and the clerk told me it is only for employees and paying customers. I promised that I would buy something on the way out if he let me in bathroom. He agreed and I quickly moved to the restroom, so I did not pee in my shorts. I was so happy to make it without soiling myself.
As I exited the restroom and began walking toward the exit, I noticed the place had a porno arcade. As I approached the checkout desk the clerk suggested I could stock up on something like condoms or lube and if I spent $30 or more, I could also get a “fun” grab bag. I bought some flavored condoms, a small lube bottle and a mini pack of clean wipes. While he was ringing me up, I asked about the arcade and he informed me I could do $20 for an hour or feed the machine with cash or credit card. I was feeling a little horny so I said would take the hour special. He told me to use booth 6 and to close the door. He warned me the doors closed, but they were not allowed to have locks on them. After my purchase, he handed me a brown paper lunch bag that was stapled closed and told me to have fun.
Once inside the booth I found a shemale movie and started to watch. Between my horny state and the warmth inside the booth I decided to strip down to my camisole and panties and turn on the butt plug while I gently rubbed my panties like a woman would when masturbating. I had the volume on low as not to make it obvious to the porn I was watching. It was not too much longer when I heard doors open and shut at nearby booths and porn begin in the booths adjacent to me. By now I was really turned on and was even clenching on the butt plug trying to induce a sissy-gasm.
I decided to pause and open the paper bag which contained three penis shaped lollipops. I decided it would be naughty and fun to suck on the lollipop while I masturbated and watched the porn. Here I was kneeling on the dirty floor in a camisole, panties, pink lip gloss and a penis lollipop in mouth while I pinched my nipples or rubbed my sissy clit while the butt plugged buzzed me toward an orgasm.
Just as my legs began to shake, the door to my booth burst open and a rough burly guy entered the booth, looked at me, said “oh sorry” and jumped back out. In the meantime, I completely freaked out and lunged toward the chair and my clothes. I was still on the floor, leaning on the chair, my clothes bundled in my hands, rapidly breathing despite still holding a penis shaped lollipop in my mouth. Once I calmed down, I took several minutes to decide if I should leave or stay and do my business. I could hear all kinds of porn playing around me. I looked at the time and saw it was just after 12pm and it might be better to wait until the crowd left.
I resumed getting myself excited when again my door was opened, and a Latino man entered my booth. Again, I freaked out, but the man just closed the door and stood inside my booth with me. He smiled and said “its ok sexy puta keep going, I would like to watch you.” Within a moment he had his cock out and played with it. He encouraged me to continue as it made him excited.
I was both humiliated and excited. His encouragement and my horny state brought me to resume playing with myself again. I glanced back and forth between the porn video and the man stroking his now hard 8-inch cock. He kept telling me I was a sexy puta. He instructed me to stand up and then came up behind me, so I faced the video screen and he would rub his hard cock on my ass. He began to reach around and pinch my nipples and when he discovered the plug, he would tap against it causing my nipples and body to tense up even more. With the lollipop still my mouth I would occasionally let out soft moans of pleasure. While he grinded his penis against my ass he also pinched my nipples until they poked out my camisole. With one of his hands he pulled my erect sissy clit from my panties and began to stroke me. He whispered into my ear about what a good little whore I was. I told him I was about to cum and he said “not until I say you can.”
I begged him and he said “only if you come in your hand not on the floor.” I leaned into his body, lowered my hands to catch my orgasm and shuddered as I released a load of cum into my hands. As I was coming down from the rush he said, “I am going to let you go, but you are not to let any of the cum spill and get back on your knees.” Now out of my horny state I was super humiliated but had nowhere to go, so I complied.
Here I was kneeling on the dirty porn arcade floor before this man in my lingerie, cupping a load of my cum in my hands.
He asked me if I was a good whore, and I sheepishly whispered “yes.” He then told me close my eyes and not to move. He removed the lollipop from my mouth and told me to keep repeating “I am a good whore”, while keeping my tongue out. I could sense he was awfully close to me and then I felt my cupped hands poked with something a few times. Then a moment later the lollipop was put in mouth and he commanded, “suck!” I could feel and taste my cum over the watermelon flavor when he said “swallow!” he repeated this routine several times until his feet shuffled a bit and then I felt him lay his warm, semi hard cock and balls right across the width of my face, covering my eyes and nose. He then proceeded the routine again. There was something different happening between dips, however.
Sometimes after dipping the lollipop in my pool of cum there would not be the suck then swallow command which seemed very strange. I could feel the heat of his cock and balls pulsing against my face when he placed a hand under my cupped hands and began to raise them to my mouth. This was followed by the command of “lick!” I was so embarrassed but did as I was told. As I thought I finished cleaning my hands, I began to pull them away from my face when he said “stop!” Again, he made a shuffle, I felt his cock leave my face and then I felt it land in my hands, just in front of my face. He told me I could open my eyes. When I did, all I could see was a throbbing cock glistening with trails of cum and dribbles of watermelon lollipop. He asked me again if I was a good whore, and I replied “yes.” I was already becoming aroused when the command came, “lick!” I began running my tongue along his engorged cock, licking, kissing, and lapping up the mixture of cum and candy. His cock was bouncing with pleasure and I increased my intensity of cleaning his cock. He removed his cock from my hands, threw my shirt at me and told me to wipe up my hands and then put them behind my back. Next, he dropped his cock on my face, so his balls were right under my nose and flopping against my lips. Again, came the command “lick!”. My brain was confused, I could smell the candy and cum through my nose but also could taste a saltiness of his balls on my lips and tongue. After a few minutes he placed his cock in my mouth and commanded “suck!” he grabbed a handful of my hair and held me so he could look me in the eyes while I sucked his cock. Without even a hint of warning he grabbed my head with both hands, gagged me with his cock, pulled back slightly, then commanded “swallow puta!” as he released a massive load of cum in my mouth. I had no real option but to swallow it all. He removed his cock from my mouth and wiped it all over my face then put his cock back in his pants and said, “thank you.” As I started to gather shorts and shirt, we both noticed my shirt was covered in cum from our games and the dirty floor. Now I was frozen in fear. I either had to wear this cum stained shirt or just my camisole out of the store. The man looked at his phone then said, no worries puta, do not move I will be right back to help you.” I was incredibly happy, thinking he might be bringing me a new shirt, or something to cover myself. Strangely, when he returned to the booth, he waved a $20 dollar bill in front of me, then fed it the video machine. I looked at him with a WTF look and he left saying “have fun puta!”
While I was trying to gather myself and decide what to do, the door opened, and two men walked in.
They smiled and one guy said, “Awesome you are still here!” I asked, “what is going on?” As they were unzipping their pants and tugging at their cocks, the other man says “we are with the construction crew from down the road, our foreman, Luis told us there was very hungry whore in booth 6 who wanted a lot of milk and lunch meat during our lunch break.”
During the next hour, I was spanked, pinched, served six more cocks, and swallowed their loads. When I was finished there was nobody left in the video arcade. I began to freak out, as my shorts and shirt were gone. There was a knock on the door and the clerk said, “your friends left you a present.” It was a bright pink half shirt with word “whore” printed across the front. I was really confused now. I asked him if there were any other clothes I could buy to wear out of the store. He told me that he couldn’t let me walk around the store in thong panties, but I could wear the shirt instead of the camisole and he could let me out the side door so I could go back to my car.
I was horribly embarrassed but decided it was the best escape. I was led to the fire exit and shoved out the door. I was less than 15 yards from my car. I raced to it in nothing but my thong panties and pink “slut” shirt. Thank goodness on the hood of my car was my shorts, dirty shirt, and the brown bag. As I gathered my things and dug the car keys out of my shorts, a bunch of cat calls came from the edge of the parking lot where a group of construction workers taunted me with “nice ass!” “hot puta!” “come get this!” as they rubbed their crotches. I was in total fear and humiliation.
Once in the car and several miles away my anxiety abated, and I became excited again thinking about how hot my perverse lunch hour had been.
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