Fucking and sucking a stranger for money on a public road

The sun beats down mercilessly as I stand by the roadside, a lonely stretch of asphalt flanked by towering trees. My heart races, mixing with the distant hum of an approaching engine. I’m dressed in a white crop top, black leggings, and a backpack slung over my shoulders, the strap digging into my skin. The car pulls over, a stranger rolls down the window, and his eyes rake over my body. “How much for a blowjob?” he growls, his voice thick with lust. I lean in, my breath hot on his ear. “Fifty,” I whisper, feeling his erection straining against his pants. He nods, and I slide into the backseat, the car door slamming shut behind me. My mouth waters as I unzip his pants, pulling out his thick cock. I waste no time, wrapping my lips around the head, sucking hard. His hips buck, and I take him deeper, feeling him hit the back of my throat. I gag slightly, tears streaming down my face, but I keep going, my head bobbing up and down, my hand working the shaft in sync with my mouth. The stranger groans, his hands fisting in my hair, guiding my movements. I can feel his cock swelling, and I know he’s close. I redouble my efforts, sucking and slurping loudly, my saliva dripping down my chin. He lets out a roar, his cock pulsing as he shoots his load down my throat. I swallow every drop, pulling off with a pop, a satisfied smile on my face.

The stranger hands me the money, his breath ragged. I tuck it into my bra, feeling the cool bills against my skin. “Want more?” I ask, my voice sultry. He nods, and I turn around, presenting my ass to him. I hike up my leggings, exposing my pussy, already wet and ready. He doesn’t need any more encouragement, his cock already hard again. He slaps my ass, hard, the sound echoing in the car. I moan, pushing back against him. He spits on my pussy, rubbing his cock against my ass before sliding into my wet heat. I cry out, the sensation of being filled so suddenly overwhelming. He fucks me hard, his hips slapping against my ass, the sound of our flesh meeting filling the car. I can feel another orgasm building, my body tensing as he pummels into me. He grabs my hair, pulling my head back, exposing my neck. He leans down, biting and sucking on my skin, marking me as his. I come undone, my pussy clenching around his cock, milking him for all he’s worth. He roars, his cock pulsing as he fills me with his cum. I collapse forward, my body spent, a satisfied smile on my face. The stranger pulls out, tucking himself back into his pants. I straighten my clothes, feeling his cum dripping down my thighs. I open the car door, stepping out into the sunlight, ready for the next stranger who might pull over.