The last of them closes his eyes, lets out a little grunt and pushes his cock deep into my well fucked cunt, his balls tensing as his shaft spits his hot, sticky jizz deep into my bare hole. Panting, he opens his eyes, looking down at me as he spurts the last of his load inside of me. I look up at him, utterly conquered by him and the rest of my co-workers. My naked body is splattered with the record of the night - cooling ropes of spunk between my tits from the assistant manager, a glob of sperm along the side of my nose, across my cheek and down my neck from one of the line cooks. More in my hair from a waiter. The bleachy aftertaste in the back of my throat from the shift supervisor. My pussy and ass oozing the seeds of the rest of the staff, topped off by the fresh jizz of this last one, Jimmy the dishwasher.

"Fuuck..." Jimmy said, slowly pulling his bare cock out of my hot pussy. He looked down to watch my well fucked, gaping hole close again, full of his seed.

"Jimmy, come on! Let's fucking go." Roger - our assistant manager - said from the road, where the van was parked. The boys inside were animated and rowdy, and distantly I could hear them laughing together at some shared joke. Jimmy stood, my tattered peach dress in one hand, his cock still hard and glistening in the headlights. He wiped his cock off on the rags and tucked himself back into his pants as he headed back towards the road. He dropped my skirt on the way.

They were going to leave me. After all 7 of them used me here, on the side of the road, they were going to just get back in their van and leave without me. Now that their balls were empty, I was useless to them. I was getting used to it; what I wasn't used to was being left alone in the woods afterwards.

The van door rolled along it's tracks with a woosh and a dull clomp. I grasped around in the light of the headlights for my shoes, finding one and groping for the other when the transmission dropped into drive. I could hear my co-workers whooping and laughing as the van roared and rolled away down the dark road, taking the precious light with it, leaving me alone in the darkness.

Sooner than I would have thought, the sounds of the van dropped away, quieter than the rushing hiss of the wind through the trees. Without the press of their flesh against mine, the cold began to sink into my skin. Feeling in the dark, I could tell that my dress was useless; still damp from being used as a cum rag, it was torn open right down the front. My panties were nowhere to be found, and I was sure that my bra was still on the floor of the van. After a few more minutes, I had both shoes, and hung the dress over my body as best as I could.

While my eyes adjusted to the darkness, the road became more distinct as an only slightly paler than blackribbon cutting a winding path through the woods. I decided to follow the van, hoping that they were headed back to town; it was late after all, and while the boys would stick together long enough to make a night out of me, they didn't associate much after work beyond that. For the longest time, they didn't do me at the same time. I would get called back to the manager's office for a quick fuck, then one of the cooks would push me into a corner for a blowjob. It used to be discreet. Everyone knew that I would do what I was told, but they never made a point of ganging up on me until about a month ago. I'd become the restaurant's cumdump.

The crickets rose and fell in their mechanical, repetitive chorus. The woods were unnervingly dark. Here and there a branch would creak or pop and the winds would shuffle the leaves on their thin branches in a roar. An owl hooted suddenly deep in the woods. I pulled the torn fabric around me and hurried along the road. I walked for about a half hour before I heard the truck shifting gears. The rumble of the engine, deep and proud cut into the night, and I could see lights down the road. I turned, hopeful that someone would take pity on me. Someone who could drive me to town, or to my car still in the parking lot at work. I stared down the road with hope in my eyes, clutching my rags around my body. Suddenly, the headlights crested the hill and blinded me. I could hear the truck downshifting as I shot a hand up over my head and waved it in a wide arc.

The brakes screeched and hissed as the giant truck slowed to a stop, the engine rumbling like a pensive tiger. I ran up to the cab as the passenger door swung open, the driver looking down at me, licking his lips.

"Quite a night to be out walking alone. You alright?" he asked.

"Yeah." I said. "But... is there any way you could give me a lift into Springdale?"

He paused, looking me up and down, then looking down the lonely road ahead. His gaze shifted back to me. "Yeah, alright. It'd be a long damn walk for you, I reckon."

I climbed up in the cab, feeling almost naked in my torn, cum crusted dress. He watched me settle into the overly padded chair, swinging the door shut and pulling the seatbelt across my chest. I could feel him staring - his eyes sliding over me. He didn't even hide the fact that he was staring. When I looked back at him, his eyes came up from my pussy and he smirked. He expertly pulled a lever, shifted gears and we were off.

I knew what was coming. It was the perfect porno plot. The stranded damsel alone at night, picked up by the lonely trucker. The trucker asking for such a small little favor to pass the time and show some appreciation. I knew what he was going to say before he said it, but I sat quietly waiting for the script to start. Twenty minutes later, as the truck cruised down the road, I was kneeling next to his chair and tugging at his belt. His cock came free and with a grimace I began jerking him off.

"Mmm... you like that dick, slut? I bet you can't wait to swallow that fucking cock, can you? Say thank you. Tell me how grateful you are." he said.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you for giving me a ride." I said as my hands pumped his hard dick.

"...and for letting you suck my dick?"

"Thank you... for letting me suck your dick, sir." I said.

His hand went to the back of my head and pushed my mouth down around his dick. He groaned as he pushed my head down until the head of his dick slid down the back of my throat.

"GLKkkkk!" I gargled around his throbbing cock. He bounced my head in his lap, fucking my throat forcefully.

"Suck it... suck that dick you dumb little whore." the trucker shoved my head down until my lips were all the way down around the base of his dick, his sweaty balls pressing up against my cheek. He used my mouth as his cocksleeve for about 10 minutes, then pulled off to the side of the road and took me in the back.

As his thick pole pushed against my ass, he pulled my hair and told me what a filthy piece of shit I was. He said that he'd known lots of trashy sluts like me, and he spanked my ass until I admitted that was what I was. He pushed my face into the mattress in the back of the cab and thrust deep into my ass. I squealed into the bed, which smelled like sweat and old socks.

He took his time, thoroughly using my tight ass to milk his dick while telling me how worthless I was. His big balls ground up against my wet pussy as he spanked my bare ass. I held onto the bed and believed every word he said. As he got closer, he got more ferocious, grabbing a handful of my hair and tugging it back hard, then pushing my face down into the mattress while he thrust his hips like a frenzied animal. His heavy, hairy balls slapped and ground up against my cunt as he used my ass. Fuck, I didn't even know his name, but I called out "Daddy" as he fucked me senseless.

Then, suddenly he went stiff and held me tight. His hips shivered and thrust back into me deep. He shot his load up my ass and called me a stupid cunt.

I passed out after that.