A lonely girl in a light dress on a night road is not a sight for the faint of heart. Her fragile figure smelled of trouble from a kilometer away. Rare cars rushed by without even thinking to slow down, and she really needed someone to take her away from here right now.
She ended up here, fleeing from her "friends", so gallant in ordinary life. But the wild nature and the abundance of alcohol changed them beyond recognition. Liza was the only girl in the company, and it was to her that the aspirations of tipsy and boorish guys were directed. She was already thrown over her shoulder and carried to the table like a "dessert", but the guy was drunk and the girl managed to break his precarious balance by clinging to the wooden railing of the stairs.
Immediately, two guys following behind, with stupid smiles on their faces, spread their arms, preventing the girl from running away. But luck was on her side today. Making a false swing, she rushed in the other direction. The reaction of the guys was a little slowed down by intoxication and this gave her a chance. One of the guys rushed after her, but only a tuft of her long hair remained in his hand.
Taking advantage of the darkness, the girl hid in the bushes while the guys ran around trying to find her. She had to change places several times, and then she quietly slipped away. Already from afar, she heard the guttural drunken sounds of the distraught guys who had missed her, the rays of the lanterns flickered, but the worst was behind.
Now it was necessary to choose where to go - to the highway, or to the railway. Lisa had no money, besides, she knew the way to the railway only theoretically. So the girl headed towards the highway. To her dismay, a group of lanterns also set off in that direction. Across the highway lay a field where the girl could easily be seen, even at a great distance.
The rays of the lanterns were already flickering in a small copse near the road, Lisa waved her hands in despair, calling for a stop of a large concrete mixer passing along the road at that moment and, lo and behold, with a creak of brakes, a large car stood right in front of her. The passenger side door swung open. The girl quickly climbed the steps and was in the cockpit, hastily slamming the door behind her.
- Go! she breathed.
The driver obediently stepped on the gas and the car started moving, taking Lisa away from her pursuers.
- Are you running from who? asked the middle-aged, hard-hitting driver. Only now the girl looked at her savior. He must have been fifty years old, his face was not very pleasant, twisted, like dried dried fruit.
The voice was right too.
"Yes," she didn't deny.
- Hrrchzzzz - grunted the driver, expressing his attitude to the situation.
For some time they drove in silence.
“Well, tell me,” the driver broke the silence.
Lisa sighed. Of course you have to explain.
- I went with friends out of town, they got drunk, began to pester. Here I am ... - the end of the story hung in the noise of tires.
- And what, a lot of friends? the driver asked after a while.
- Well .. about fifteen people - Lisa said, embarrassed.
“Hrrchzzzzz,” the driver grunted again.
There was silence again. The girl already wanted to ask where they were going, but the driver was ahead of her.
- Where are you going?
- To the city - Lisa was immediately found.
- Heh, to the city is the other way, I'm going to the base.
The girl tensed in anxious anticipation.
- I can drop you off, catch an oncoming lane - he offered.
- Aren't you going back to the city? she asked pleadingly.
- I can hit the road - after a pause, the carrier answered - but I have a working gas, they only give out according to the outfits.
Lisa looked at him worriedly.
- I'll be grateful if you take me to the city.
- Hrrchzzzz - the driver grunted for the third time. The car slowed down and stopped on the side of the road.
- Why did we stop? - asked the girl.
- I'll take you to the city - announced the driver - But first, thanks.
Lisa opened her mouth in surprise. In her world, gratitude was a formal thing, but here, it seemed, something concrete was expected of her.
- Or are you a virgin? the driver suddenly asked.
From such an unexpectedly impudent question, Lisa opened her mouth and closed her eyes.
- What? Lisa asked in a fading voice.
- Well, do you have a boyfriend? - said the driver.
- Yes, there is - swallowed the girl.
- Does he fuck you?
These questions were like sudden blows of a whip. The girl choked.
- This does not concern you - she answered in a slightly hoarse voice.
- I agree - after thinking, the driver answered - Well, how will you thank?
The girl pursed her lips, she understood what was at stake. Having escaped from some rapists, she fell into the clutches of another. This at least one, but clearly wants the same. You can refuse and catch another car. But now it is night, she is unlikely to be so lucky and the driver will be a woman, or some pensioner. Such people do not ride in the wilderness at night. There remains a man, and maybe not even one, which is even worse. She has no money, so she will have to pay with sex. At least this one is elderly, maybe he doesn’t need so much ...
- Do you have condoms? - the girl asked in a fading voice.
- Why? I am a healthy person, are you healthy too?
- Yes, but ... that's not why I asked - the girl said, embarrassed.
- Ah, I understand, do not be afraid, I will not finish you.
Lisa gasped at such a brazen statement. She wanted to spit in the bastard's face and get out of the car, but she restrained herself because there was nowhere to go.
“Undress,” the driver ordered.
The girl slowly, as in a dream, began to take off her dress. She did not believe in the reality of what was happening. Pulling her dress over her head, she crumpled it in her lap.
"Put it back," the driver pointed out. Behind the girl's seat was a plastic basket, where she put her dress.
Now she was wearing a black bra and panties. On her feet were beige pumps, a little worn from running through the woods.
The driver looked at her impudently, enjoying the sight of the half-naked girl.
“Take off your shoes,” he suddenly said unexpectedly, “I don’t enter here in dirty shoes.”
The girl felt a little ashamed, she quickly pulled off her boats.
“Come here,” the driver held out his hands. The girl obediently gave him the boats.
- What a small one - he appreciated the carrier, stuck out the boats out the window and rubbed them against each other, knocking off the dust and dirt that had stuck, then threw them into some kind of bag from his side.
“Then I’ll give it back,” he explained.
With her bare toes, Liza involuntarily groped for the corrugated surfaces of the rubber mat. Without shoes, she felt defenseless.
She also felt her unwitting companion's arousal growing.
- Climb back - the driver ordered, pointing to the sofa in the back of the cab.
While Lisa climbed from the chair to the sofa, the driver pushed the steering wheel forward, closed the curtains on the cab windows and turned on the dim light on the ceiling.
The cabin was so high that when he got up from his chair, he did not even have to bend down. He climbed the step, standing in front of the girl, unbuttoned his pants and pulled out a member, as if about to take a pee, right in front of the girl's face. Member was so close that Lisa wanted to close her eyes.
Grabbing her by the head, he pulled her towards him. Lisa obediently opened her mouth and it filled. The penis was half risen and the girl instinctively played with it with her tongue. The man rumbled contentedly, his penis quickly swelled and soon became difficult to fit in the girl's mouth.
- Eggs lick - he said, taking out a member and lifting it up.
It was disgusting, the eggs smelled bad and were hairy, but the girl patiently licked while a thick, meaty cock rested on her cute face. Then he again let her suck cock.
Lisa tried her best, but this was not enough for the peasant.
"Deeper," he ordered angrily.
The girl tried to go deeper, but he didn't seem to be impressed. Then he took her head with both hands, by the chin and the back of the head, and began to enter forcibly. The cabin was filled with obscene sounds. Member penetrated deeply, Lisa did not even imagine that it was possible. This made it difficult for her to breathe, but gradually she adapted.
Rhythmic movements, some sobs, smacks and obscene sounds accompanying deep oral sex filled the cabin. Lisa was frankly fucked in the mouth for the first time. Her hands rested on the man's torso, trying to push him away, but the forces were not equal. A well-knocked carrier was, of course, stronger than a fragile girl. A member, like a piston, rhythmically walked in her throat.
- And you did well - the driver praised Lisa, while she cleared her throat and spit. He finished right in the mouth. The man prudently gave her napkins so that the remnants of sperm that did not get into her throat did not splash around. There were tears in her eyes, she was sobbing, and her lips were twisted into a tearful grimace.
- Well, don't cry - the driver said sympathetically, helping Lisa to get rid of her bra. The girl offered no resistance.
- Tits are small, I like these - the carrier commented - Lie down, I'll lick you.
He pushed Lisa back against the wall and pulled off her panties. The girl continued to shudder with sobs, and the carrier had already sank between her legs and, embracing her little girl's pelvis, dug into her bud.
Liza, of course, was given cunnilingus, but, apparently, in a different way. Previously, Lisa felt only wetness in intimate places that her boy licked. But the man's kuni was completely different. Tears dried up on Lisa's face, her mouth opened, and surprise appeared in her eyes. Her body responded to caresses with a small shiver and, unable to contain her emotions, the girl began to groan and moan.
She instinctively ran her pen through the driver's thick hair, clutching at his hair. The sensations became stronger and richer. The girl's eyes rolled back in pleasure, her bare toes trembling in the air. However, this did not last long. The man stopped cunnilingus and quickly undressed. The girl had not yet recovered, her body was still trembling slightly from the residual sensations of the resulting orgasm.
- Well, you and a bitch - released a dubious compliment carrier. She didn't seem to hear, or didn't care.
He turned the girl, laying her on the sofa, pulled up her thin legs, opening the way to the hot pulsating vagina and, trying on, drove a member into her crotch.
Lisa hiccupped at the sudden attack, looking bleary-eyed at her fucker, but her wet, sex-hungry pussy took the cock easily. Having mastered inside Lisa, the hard worker began to build up strength. He did not spare the fragile girl and tore her like the last whore. A cacophony of sounds filled the cockpit. It seemed as if the girl had lost consciousness, her head jerked limply from side to side, some incoherent moans and sounds escaped from her lips, which turned the peasant on even more.
In this state, she could no longer control herself, the ancient laws of nature took over. Time passed, and the crazy sex went on and on, it became warm in the cabin, like in a bathhouse, and the girl and the driver himself were all wet. It was like some wild ancient rite. Everything was subject to a single rhythm, now an elderly man and a young girl were a single organism that worked like a clock. After a few more tens of minutes, the carrier felt a surge of orgasm, and Lisa did not seem to come out of it.
At the last moment, he pulled his penis out of the hot, greedy crotch and lowered the girl onto her chest and face. There was a lot of sperm. The entire chin, part of the neck and the right chest were covered in thick sperm of the hard worker, and there was a lot of it on the left chest. Shaking once again Lisa on the chest, he wiped his cock with a napkin and looked at the girl with interest. She hasn't come to her senses yet. She hiccupped, her body periodically shuddered in small fits of trembling. The legs were shamelessly spread out to the sides and the hot red crotch throbbed greedily.
- Eh, yes, you still need - summed up the driver - You'll have to wait ten minutes.
The driver climbed into an armchair and, opening the window, lit a cigarette. Even less than ten minutes had passed when he threw down his cigarette and climbed back. Liza has already come to her senses and smiled happily.
- Liked? - asked the driver.
"Yes," Lisa replied.
- You want more?
- Want...
- Heh, you shouldn't have asked - summed up the driver, again trying on a member of a pink flower.
Member entered like clockwork, the girl only slightly gasped, again feeling it in her. The run-up took much less time and the carrier again began to drive the hammers into the anvil. The girl's eyes rolled back and familiar sounds poured from her throat.
This act lasted at least half an hour, again in the closed cabin it became stuffy and hot, like in a bathhouse, and the girl, like the man, were all in soap. Sperm this time was smaller, but still a lot. The driver tried to pour it on Liza's left breast. Shaking off and wiping his cock, he again went to smoke, leaving the girl to recover. Lisa's crotch still pulsed red invitingly.
- How much do you need? - he grumbled, climbing on the girl for the third time.
This time he put all his annoyance and dissatisfaction with a girl who needs more than him into sex. The sex turned out to be no less tough than in previous times and probably lasted for about an hour, the driver could not finish in any way. This marathon completely exhausted him. He even felt an unusual tremor in his knees.
It was light outside. Drove tears from the girl and climbed onto a chair. He decided to get dressed and go out for a smoke.
- How are you there? he threw back.
“I want to drink,” the girl asked.
The driver handed her a glass of water. She drank it greedily.
- I'm in paradise - Lisa stretched, enjoying.
“I’ll go out and smoke,” the driver said. The door slammed and the girl was left alone in the cabin.
He was gone for ten minutes. The girl was in euphoria, she felt good and in the lower abdomen it was very pleasant. This has never happened to her before. Perhaps only now she has become a woman, a real woman. Lisa did not want to change anything and the desire did not go away.
The door creaked and opened, the driver was back in the cab.
- Well, insatiable, how are you? he asked in a cheerful voice.
"Okay," Lisa replied simply.
Looking at her shamelessly spread legs, the carrier whistled.
- Hey, do you still want to...
The girl remained silent, looking at his penis with an avid look.
- Here is a bitch - the man commented. - Never met such a slut.
Lisa did not answer and was not even offended.
- Hey - he shouted to someone through the window - do you want Baba?
- Babu? - the male voice was surprised. Lisa tried to imagine a man to whom he might belong. More like the voice of some hard worker, or a drunk of middle age.
- Yes, insatiable, I do not know what to do with it.
- Young, or what? the voice asked.
- And you bargain more - commented carrier.
- What, for free? - the voice was surprised.
- Take it while they give it - the carrier said instructively - Get in from the other side.
The door on the other side creaked, letting in a new passenger.
- Wow, you're a bastard! - said the voice, seeing the girl laid out on the couch.
Lisa also lifted her head and looked at him. She turned out to be practically right, a thin, mustachioed face with round eyes, exhausted by life and smallpox, was looking at her. There was a mixture of surprise and excitement on that face.
- Where is this from? - the passenger continued to be surprised.
- I picked it up on the road at night.
- Is it a witch?
- Yes, what a witch, she was fleeing from the boys of rapists.
- This is not a sin to rape - sarcastically quipped the passenger. The men laughed stupidly.
- She's really in the sperm all over, finished on her - confessed carrier.
- Yes, fuck - waved the passenger. They neighed again.
- Well, go ahead, to the barricades - the driver teased - This bitch likes it harder.
- Otder, as Sidorov goat - promised a new passenger.
Without any ceremony, he took off his pants and boots and climbed on Lisa without even asking her permission. His morel was already sticking out. Lisa tried to push the mustachioed, but he quickly cut down her resistance and skillfully entered her. Lisa gasped and turned away from the mustachioed face in impotent fury. The girl was ashamed that she was planted under the first comer, but on the other hand it was exciting.
Morel (as the girl decided to call the new fucker) smelled differently, smoked beer and garlic. It wasn't very pleasant. Morel squeezed her tits and gradually accelerated. The girl began to "fly away" from these movements and gradually her irritation and anger with an unexpected intrusion gave way to pleasure and lust, which were created by the piston walking in her. The body itself began to respond to the movements of the mustachioed, he, as if sensing this, further intensified his movements, swearing with an aspiration.
The cabin was filled with Liza's sounds, which the girl usually made during sexual intercourse. Added to this was the squelching of pussy engulfing a new cock and greedily sucked in and out by her vagina, a spanking of morel's thighs against the girl's thighs.
“Let me go and smoke,” the driver muttered, feeling that it was getting hot in the car and left the cab.
He smoked, as usual, for about ten minutes, then walked for another ten minutes, giving the mustachioed man time to finish. Muffled girlish moans were heard from the car, which seemed to have become even louder.
The driver grunted and climbed into the car. The picture that opened up to him was slightly shocking. The girl really didn’t moan anymore, but screamed and yelled, her legs were pulled up to the ceiling, and the barbel fucked Lisa in the anus. Outwardly, everything looked fine. The barbel's not too big penis plunged into the girl's pink anus and just as quickly came back, slightly turning out its more pink inner walls. But the girl, apparently out of habit, was in pain, she fought in the hands of the barbel and tried to scream, he covered her mouth with his hand. Once she managed to bite her tormentor, he jerked his hand away and slapped her with his other hand, after which he continued to fuck.
- What are you doing, Herod? - the carrier shouted at him, but the barbel did not pay attention to him. It really was more like rape.
The first impulse of the driver was to tear the impudent freethinker away from the girl and lower him down the stairs, but, after thinking, he decided to give the mustachioed an opportunity to finish what he had begun.
In fact, nothing threatened the girl, and anal life had to be started sometime, especially since the girl’s ass turned out to be good, not only the penis will be able to let it in over time. The main desire. And after this, she will have a desire, she will cry a little, then she will want to. And they all have whims at first. To make it easier for the mustachioed, he even helped him by pressing the girl's hands to the sofa.
He, spared the need to repel the girl's attacks, accelerated the pace, Lisa howled, trembling all over. The driver held her tightly, not letting her wriggle out until the mustachioed man finished right inside her. The girl's body was tense, like a bowstring, but after the barbel pulled out his morel, a wet sound of flowing sperm with air coming out of the girl's anus was heard and she went limp. The carrier let go of her hands.
- Good, bitch - commented the barbel.
“Get dressed and get out of here,” the driver said.
- Charged her right in the ass - the barbel rejoiced, pulling on his pants.
The driver almost threw him out of the cab. When the barbel left, the driver turned around to see how Lisa was doing. As he expected, the girl was fine. She looked even more beautiful, like an angel cast down from heaven, trampled into the dirt and humiliated. The girl hated him.
- Well, it's okay for you to pout, what you wanted, you got it - the driver tried to comment on the situation.
Lisa just turned her face to the wall, pressing her knees to her bare chest, farting wetly again, spewing another portion of sperm from herself, which slowly flowed down her small buttock. By her trembling, the driver realized that Lisa was crying silently. He even felt sorry for the girl, but he really did not know how to sympathize.
- You cry ... it will become easier - he muttered.
For three hours the driver sat in the car, listening to the girl snoring evenly, turning her back to the wall. Her breathing evened out and she fell asleep. At first she lay on her side, then turned on her back. Her thin naked figure was clearly visible in the mirror. A faint smile wandered on her face, all sorrows left her in a dream.
At the beginning of the fourth, the driver tried to quietly get out of the car to smoke, but Lisa immediately woke up from the click of the lock.
- Where are you going? she jumped up.
- Yes, I want to smoke, and it's time to go.
- Do not let anyone here - she whispered - in her eyes was fear.
- Do not let go, do not be afraid - he reassured the girl.
After smoking for five minutes, he returned to his naked captive. She had already calmed down and only looked at him accusingly.
- You are ... I'm sorry, I did not think that he would climb there - the driver obeyed.
- And when did you hold hands? the girl asked quietly.
- Well, this is the case - the carrier chuckled - the man must finish. And you also need to get used to, not a little already. Guys love it, you'll thank me later.
“Yeah, thanks,” the girl said with barely contained fury.
- Well, stop pouting, let's go to the pond, you need to wash yourself - he started the engine and the car, creaking tires, drove onto the highway.
- I'll cover you for now - the man said, lowering the curtain that separated the sofa from the rest of the cabin.
At first they drove smoothly, but soon some potholes began and Lisa became not very comfortable on her sofa. But soon the car stopped. The curtain drew back.
- Get out - the carrier said cheerfully - I have soap here, a sponge for the car, I'll wash you with it, it's soft.
Liza obediently climbed down onto an armchair, and then went straight down the steps naked, caught in the hands of the driver. He tried not to press the girl to him, carefully lowering her on outstretched arms.
The place was really good, a small pond on the edge of the forest. It's just amazing how they managed to drive a concrete mixer here. At first, the driver tried to wash the girl himself, but she pushed his hands away, he just threw a washcloth and soap at her. Lisa washed the sperm for a long time, which did not want to leave her body, she turned pink all over.
The man silently watched her, then grunted and approached, unbuttoning his fly, taking the girl by the head and inserting a member into her mouth. For the next twenty minutes, only the man's growl and Lisa's grunt were heard, taking the cock up to the balls. She already got used to it and knew how to adapt to the right rhythm.
The man finished without taking it out and the girl coughed again, but now she no longer cried. Finally, Lisa washed away all the remnants of sperm and, supported by the man's hand behind her naked ass, climbed back into the car.
“Get dressed, I’ll take you to the city,” the driver said, climbing into the car.
The car started, first in reverse, then taxied onto the road. Lisa pulled on a bra and panties, then a dress, but she was barefoot.
- Can you give me my shoes? she asked.
I’ll give it back as soon as we get there, otherwise you’ll run away again - the carrier laughed. Lisa shrugged her fragile shoulders and resigned herself. Soon she began to recognize familiar places.
- Do you need money, daughter? - asked the driver.
- I'm not your daughter - unexpectedly boldly answered the girl.
- Look, are you proud or something? - the driver was amazed.
Lisa did not answer, turning to the window.
- Eh, women - the driver complained.
For some time they drove in silence.
- Can I stop here? Lisa asked.
- You can, everything is possible - the driver responded, braking.
- Thank you - the girl replied, putting on the given boats.
- Well, good luck to you - the driver said goodbye - Maybe we'll meet again.
“I don’t think so,” Lisa replied dryly and quickly left the cabin.
- That bitch! - the carrier commented and roaring the engine, he drove further along the highway, merging into dense city traffic.