Hitchhiking journey

All my life, I dreamed of hitchhiking. It seemed terribly romantic and interesting to me. Many of my friends looked at me as if I were crazy, insisting it was very dangerous, especially for a young and attractive girl.

When I turned twenty, I decided it was time for my dream to come true, and ignoring all my friends' arguments, I set off on my journey.

The first weeks went absolutely splendidly; I managed to get from my small town to Moscow, then stopped in Tula, where I have many friends from university. Everything was going wonderfully.

Of course, I understood the danger of my adventure,

but I couldn't stop; my inner self demanded new sensations, and I got them in full.

By that point, I was no longer an innocent girl. Many truck drivers clearly wanted me; I felt their lustful gazes on me and knew one fight had already happened over me. I really liked it; I found it terribly exciting, and I won't hide that I wasn't against having fun with a handsome man.

My desire grew stronger every day. Every night, I imagined a man, or maybe more than one, taking me. By the second week, I made a firm decision: I desperately wanted to be fucked—I can't find another word for it.

I stopped at a suburban motel, a favorite spot for truckers. The weather was terribly hot, so I decided to ditch my usual jeans and t-shirt. I needed something very sexy, and I found it.

I had great short shorts that made my round butt look very appetizing, and instead of a dark t-shirt, I put on a white tank top.

I have a great figure: tall, full breasts that all my classmates envied, a thin waist, and long, slender legs. So, after getting dressed and looking in the mirror, I realized I looked stunning.

I deliberately didn't wear a bra, and my breasts were clearly visible through the white tank top. Stepping outside, where many men were gathered, I felt my nipples harden, ready to break through the thin fabric of the tank top. A wave of pleasure ran through my body; all the men were devouring me with their eyes.

I chose Igor. He was very attractive; his powerful, tanned torso and strong arms made him simply irresistible. Plus, he had a partner, which made the upcoming ride much more appealing.

Sitting in the truck between the men, I felt my desire had already peaked. Judging by how Igor and Sergei were fidgeting, they passionately wanted me too.

 — It's very hot, — I was the first to break the prolonged silence, unbuttoning the top two buttons on my tank top.

 — Maybe we should stop? — Sergei suggested. — And have a little fun; I see you're not against it?

 — With pleasure! — I said, unbuttoning another button so the tank top opened, exposing my full breasts.

Igor abruptly turned and drove down a forest road. From the sudden braking, I was pressed against Sergei, and my bare breasts ended up against his hairy chest. I felt his body tense.

 — You little minx! — he whispered in my ear.

We got out of the truck. Igor carried a large blanket, which he spread out on a small clearing.

Sergei suddenly turned me toward him and plunged into my lips. His kiss made my knees buckle, and Sergei had to support me with his strong hand. Meanwhile, Igor stood behind me, trying to pull off my shorts. I spread my legs comfortably; the shorts fell to the ground, followed by my panties.

Sergei pulled away and tore off my tank top, finally freeing me from all clothing.

 — Nice! — he whispered. — I like them like this. And you, Igor, how do you like her?

Igor didn't answer. He ordered me to lie on the blanket on my stomach and spread my legs apart. I did as he commanded.

 — Now bend your knees and prop yourself up on your hands.

After following the order, I waited to see what would happen next.

I felt a hand between my legs; it was Sergei. He had already managed to undress completely; his cock was fully ready for action.

I started stroking one of my breasts with my hand; I really didn't want them to be forgotten.

 — Could we really forget about these wonderful breasts! — Igor exclaimed.

And he immediately knelt on the blanket right under my breasts. Igor licked my nipple; it felt like an electric shock—it was simply incredible. Then he suddenly sucked it into his mouth and began to suck. At the same time, Sergei abruptly inserted his finger into me.

I cried out; it was so unexpected. Sergei started moving his finger back and forth, then just as abruptly pulled it out and pinched my clit. I cried out and arched my back; it was simply stunning—two men were giving me pleasure.

Meanwhile, Igor moved to the other breast. He started nibbling the nipple, and after another bite, he just as sharply sucked it into his mouth. A spasm ran through my body; I experienced my first real orgasm. After a brief respite, the guys switched places.

Sergei began caressing my breasts with his hands; his calloused fingers gave me incredible pleasure. From these touches, my breasts seemed to double in size and became much more sensitive. My nipples hardened and shamelessly protruded, demanding more caresses. Sergei noticed this and started rolling my nipple between his fingers, which made my pussy even wetter. I really wanted to be taken, to be entered as deeply as possible. The men knew this and deliberately delayed the moment of complete union; they wanted to bring me to the extreme, to drive me crazy.

Igor ordered me to lie on my back and spread my legs wide; I obeyed with excitement. He settled between my legs and started kissing my stomach, slowly moving lower and lower. Igor began nibbling the inside of my thighs, while Sergei licked my lips with his tongue. I myself started playing with my nipples, which felt wet from Sergei's caresses.

And then I felt Igor's tongue finally slide over my pussy and stop on the little bump where all my pleasure seemed concentrated. He started making circular motions on my clit, and goosebumps crawled over my body from his rough tongue. My moans seemed audible throughout the area. And then I waited; Igor entered me with one sharp movement and started moving slowly. A wave of pleasure ran through my body from his movements; I felt a jet of his sperm hit inside me.

I blacked out briefly. Coming to, I felt that Sergei had taken Igor's place; his cock was much thicker and longer. Looking at Igor, I saw him stroking his penis. Seeing me watching him, he asked:

 — Want to try? You'll like it.

I nodded affirmatively. When Sergei finished, they put me on all fours; Igor's cock was right in front of my face. I licked its head; it tasted very pleasant, and I took it into my mouth. I started licking it like ice cream; Igor began to moan softly; it felt very good to him.

Meanwhile, Sergei started licking my clit. From the pleasure, I pushed my pussy out; Sergei took this as an invitation and entered my ass. I cried out from the sharp pain, but the pain was immediately replaced by pleasure. Sergei continued moving, caressing my clit with his hands. I experienced an incredible orgasm then. Afterward, the guys switched places; I started sucking Sergei's cock while Igor fucked my ass.

I don't remember how many orgasms I had that day, but it completely changed my life. I became much more liberated, and in sex, there are no taboos for me. I plan to have sex with a woman, but that's another story…