Trip to Grandma's

In my first story, "My First Client," I told you how I started doing prostitution. Now I'll tell you another story of mine.

For those who didn't read the first story, I'll briefly repeat about myself. My name is Ilona, I'm 23 years old, a slim, pretty girl, size B breasts, dark hair, a good figure. I attract men's attention quite easily. And now I'll move on to the story.

I had already finished my first year of university by then, and the long-awaited holidays had finally arrived. I tried to spend them enjoying myself. Well, on one hot summer day, my parents asked me to go to the village to my grandmother's to help her pick

raspberries. I didn't want to go, I refused for a long time. But I couldn't withstand their pressure. I said I would take the last bus after 7 PM, since I wouldn't do anything during the day in such heat anyway, and it's hard to travel. We agreed on that.

In the evening, I started getting ready. I decided to take my cousin with me, but she didn't want to go. Well, I'll have to go alone. I didn't need to take any things. I started getting dressed. I put on pink thong panties and a bra from a set. And on top, a red short crop top and white short shorts. Perfect summer travel clothes. I took my purse, looked inside, didn't forget anything. Phone, charger, headphones, wallet, a pack of paper tissues, apartment keys, and there were also three condoms. I wanted to take them out, but let them stay, might need them. I put on my sneakers and went to the bus stop.

It was hot outside, but the daytime stuffiness had already subsided. I decided not to go to the bus station, but to board the bus at a stop outside the city. I took a minibus to the city outskirts and walked to the stop. It wasn't very far, about 30 kilometers. Especially since most people should have already left, so the bus would be free. The sun was shining on my back, I walked quietly along the Kyiv-Warsaw highway, many different cars sped by, blowing me with streams of air and road dust. Now I was at the stop. An elderly couple was sitting on a bench there, chatting about something. I walked to the edge of the stop and hid in the shade.

I looked at my mobile; there were still about 10-15 minutes until the bus. Cars sped by in both directions. I decided to look for some music to listen to on the road, had nothing else to do anyway. I paid no attention to the stream of cars. But then, a big white truck came to a stop, puffing. I found myself somewhere in the middle. I kept fiddling with my mobile. Then I heard.

— Hey you! Why are you standing there like a statue? Come here, don't make me wait.

I turned my head and saw the driver looking out from the open cab door. A man about 30 years old. Quite handsome. I hid my mobile in my purse, walked to the open door, and looked at him.

— How much? — he asked, looking at me with an appraising gaze, especially at my slim legs in tight white shorts.

I shuddered at such a question. My heart started beating faster. The energy of excitement began to flow to my pussy. I was already doing prostitution, but I had very few clients, and I had only started 2 months ago. And here was a situation straight out of one of the fantasies I often masturbated to. Being picked up right on the highway. How much to tell him? I didn't know exact prices yet, although I had already chatted online with girls about this topic. All this flashed through my mind in an instant.

— 200 — I answer.

— Perfect, bitch! Hop in. — he said and extended his hand to me.

I scrambled into the cab, the door slammed shut behind me. There was no turning back. The anticipation that in a few minutes I would be fucked like a real whore completely aroused me. My pussy was wet, soaking my panties, my nipples also made themselves known.

The cab turned out to be quite spacious, which I didn't expect. I had been fucked in regular cars before, but there you had to know how to choose the right position to get pleasure, but here you could definitely move freely. Especially since it had a bunk, like on a train. It was so high up, it was unusual to sit in it. The truck smoothly moved off. He looked at me and said:

— We'll drive to a parking lot now, it's not far, and I'll fuck you there. How long have you been standing?

— No, 5 minutes, no more.

— Are you a dumb whore? How long have you been whoring? I drive here often, and it's the first time I've seen you on the highway.

I realized my mistake, but his words added another wave of excitement. My body tensed pleasantly, my nipples were already pressing against the bra cups, and my panties were wet from juices.

— No, not long. — I answered.

— That's obvious. I stopped, and you don't come over. Experienced ones run up right away so the client doesn't change his mind. Well, show me what you've got.

The truck sped along the road. I didn't notice anything. My thoughts were only about how he would fuck me. I lifted my top, lowered my bra, and my breasts fell out, presenting themselves to his view. I lightly squeezed them with my hands. The hard nipples slid against my hands.

— Mmm, good whore. — he said — and now, what's down there.

The parking lot came into view; there were many cars there waiting to cross the border. It wasn't that far from here to my grandmother's village, it flashed through my mind. In a few minutes, we were there. He stood up, drew the curtains; I didn't even know there were such things here. The cab sank into semi-darkness. I felt his touch on my breast, his fingers caressing my nipples, he caressed my body. With each movement descending lower to my pussy. Then his fingers dived under my wet panties.

— Oh, how you're flowing! A real bitch is obvious right away! — he said.

His fingers touched my clit, my lips, which made me instinctively move my body towards him. It was noticeable that his cock was probably already fully hard, judging by the bulge in his shorts.

— Get undressed, bitch! — he commanded — do you have a rubber?

I opened my purse, took out a condom for him. I dropped my shorts, which were already down to my knees, and my panties. I unclasped my bra, took off my top, and without untying the laces, I took off my sneakers with one foot over the other. I was already ready to give him pleasure with my sold holes. Meanwhile, he also undressed and sat on the bunk with his legs spread.

— Suck it, bitch! — he commanded again.

He leaned back against the wall and quietly moaned with my movements on his cock, placing one of his hands on my head, sometimes pressing it towards him. Then his cock pushed into my throat. This went on for some time; my mouth satisfied him.

Then he released my head, moved closer to the edge. He put me on all fours; I found myself with my head over his pillow. He put on a condom. A few encouraging words in my direction. And he started trying to position himself behind me. With his hands, he squeezed my ass, stretching the cheeks apart. He was clearly admiring my holes. And I was thinking about when he would enter me. My body was at maximum arousal, my pussy was wet and ready to take him.

And then I feel a sharp thrust. His cock enters my wet pussy completely. A wave of pleasure rolls through my body and escapes as a scream from my throat. Thrusts follow one after another. The cab fills with my moans of pleasure and the slapping sounds of two fucking bodies. The cock penetrates me quite deeply, rubbing against my walls, bringing me pleasure, his body slapping against my ass.

I don't last long. I shudder, and a wave of orgasm with cries washes over me. Making my whole body shudder in the euphoria of the received pleasure.

— Fucking bitch! Did you already cum so fast? — he said.

— Good whore! Worked well. — he says. — Come back here in about 5 days, I'll be driving back. I want to fuck you again.

He leans back on the bunk, takes money from his shorts, and throws me 200 hryvnias in one bill. I hide the money in my purse, wipe the cum off my legs and face with a tissue. Good thing nothing got on my hair. He opens the door, I climb down to the ground. Looking around, I head towards the exit.

— How much, whore? — he asked.

I didn't expect such a question from him at all. But the thought that one had just fucked me, and in a few minutes, a second one was picking me up. Pushed another wave of excitement into my panties, which were already very wet. They got completely soaked. I shuddered again.

— 200. — I answered.

He kind of winced a little. I noticed his appraising gaze on me again. He threw away a half-smoked cigarette.

— Let's do 150.

My heart was beating fast in my chest. My pussy ached and clearly wanted another portion of fucking. But I kind of hesitated. I hadn't had two clients in a row yet. And here they want to fuck me right after the first one.

— Well? Agreed, cocksucker? — he asked again.

The excitement and dirty thoughts about another fuck in a different car didn't let me move from the spot. I nodded affirmatively. He opened the cab door, helping me in. I sat on the bunk. A strong smell of tobacco was felt. He reached into his pocket, took out a pack of various small change, found 3 bills of 50 hryvnias there, and handed them to me. I stuffed them into my purse, but then my eyes caught the remaining two condoms. I took one and handed it to him.

— Why are you sitting like you're at home, cocksucker. Come on, get undressed, he said.

He drew the cab curtains, started undressing himself. I also quickly undressed. He started groping my body, my breasts. The skin on his hands was rough; I felt it scratching me. Running his hand over my ass. He started kneading my pussy, which was flowing abundantly again.

— Flowing bitch. If only all whores flowed like that!

His cock was already hard, but it wasn't big. About 15 cm, no more, but quite thick with a well-defined head. He put on the condom and lay down. Beckoned me to him with his finger. I climbed on top of him. Leaning my hands on his hairy chest. He took his cock and guided it into my pussy. I felt him filling me, pushing against my walls. He started moving rhythmically.

The cab began to sway in time with our movements. I moaned quietly, moving on him. He squeezed my breasts with his hands. Tugged at my nipples. Everything happened quite measuredly. My pussy gripped his cock and received pleasure. Energy kept building. He started to speed up. And a wave of orgasm washed over me. I shuddered, tensed, and started to relax a little. Then he tensed, made a few thrusting movements, and went limp. I felt the pulsation of his cock inside me. Ejaculating cum into the rubber.

He released his hands from me. I got up, and he continued to lie there. I started getting dressed again.

— How old are you? You're probably like my daughter. Why are you doing prostitution? Is there no other work? But you're so beautiful. — he asked.

— I'm 18. Need money for studies. Where else would I earn it. — I answered, continuing to get dressed.

He didn't ask anything else. I opened the door, climbed down to the ground. It was starting to get dark. The evening coolness enveloped my body. It felt good to walk. Thoughts swirled in my head that two guys had fucked me in a row. My pussy had received two orgasms and pleasantly reminded me of itself. I started moving towards the exit again. Having walked only a few meters, I heard a whistle. Mechanically turning around, I saw another man, about 40 years old, in a T-shirt and sweatpants, slim with black hair. He was waving and pointing at me to come over. Oh my God, I thought, does he also want to fuck me. I headed towards him.

Walking along about 10 cars, I was already near him. And then he started saying something in a foreign language. I didn't understand anything. I tried to ask a couple of questions in English. But then he didn't understand me. And from the gestures he was making with his fingers, it was generally clear that he wanted to fuck me. I was about to walk away from him. But he was muttering something in his language. Pointing to a car with a foreign license plate from a European Union country.

Excitement started building in me again. The fact that three completely different clients would fuck me in one day had never occurred to me in any of my depraved fantasies. And here it happened. And he would be my third. And I didn't resist such thoughts and nodded affirmatively to him.

Then he takes a piece of paper, writes the amount 30 and the euro sign on it. I nodded to him that I agreed. And new thoughts in my head, that I had never been picked up for foreign currency before. Now I had become a currency prostitute. I didn't think long, took a condom from my purse, handed it to him, and started undressing myself. And in a minute, I had nothing on. I stood before him, flowing. It was interesting how he would fuck me. My pussy, fucked open by the first two, was slightly open, showing its availability and flowing in anticipation of a new cock.

He also undressed; his cock was revealed to my gaze, which was larger than the two previous ones, and was definitely more than 17 centimeters. He started saying something in his language again, but I didn't understand anything, just stood before him. Feeling my juices starting to run down my legs.

I opened my mouth, and he penetrated me. In my mouth, I felt the taste of the rubber. With his hands, he started roughly groping my breasts and squeezing them, rocking them in different directions. At the same time, he started increasing the pressure on my mouth. With each movement, his cock penetrated deeper and started pushing into my throat. It became hard to breathe, saliva started flowing out with the movement of the cock and stretching after it, the rubber rubbed against my teeth and lips. Blood

rushed to my head and pulsed in my temples. I was wheezing a little, but that didn't stop him. I grabbed the blanket with my hands and squeezed it tightly.

The head sometimes slipped into my throat. I couldn't moan, only wheeze to catch air. And he rhythmically fucked my mouth like a highway whore's, pounding it with all his might. I don't know how long it lasted.

Then he pulled out of me. I turned my head to the side, releasing saliva and trying to breathe normally. He turns me onto my back, bends my legs up to my head. I wrap my arms around them. He takes his cock in his hand and slaps it against my very wet pussy. I feel several of his fingers enter it. He again says something actively in his language. Wipes them on my legs. And then his cock enters my pussy. I feel his movement, the cab fills with the sounds of my moans. He penetrates me so deeply. That I feel like he's pushing against my uterus. From that, I cum violently with moans, I had no strength to hold my legs, and they dropped onto him. A powerful wave of orgasm completely washes over me. He says something to me again, but I don't even listen.

He takes my legs, moves me a little closer to him. Takes out his cock, takes it in his hand, slaps it a little against my hole, fucked open by three cocks. Runs the head a little