Truckstop Slut Service Boy Part 1 Dirty talk – Sims 4

The screeching of tires on gravel and the chugging of truck engines blared in my ears as I stepped out of my rusty old pickup, the neon light of the highway truck stop flickering overhead. I adjusted my tight denim short-shorts and low-cut halter top, my tits practically spilling out. It was time for another night of demeaning myself for a few measly bills.

Walking towards the line of big-rig trucks, I could see silhouettes of horny truckers leering at me through the cab windows. One after another I started pounding on them, calling out in the sexiest voice I could muster. “Hey boys, need a Slut Service? I’ll suck your big cocks and fuck in your cabs for only $20!”

Finally, a cancellish twang answered from an old Peterbilt. “Well helloooo there, sugar tits. Hop on in and show this here outlaw some sugar.”

I tossed my bleach-blonde hair and climbed up into the cab, the stench of cigarettes, sweat and cum hitting me like a wave. Bigfoot sat behind the wheel, leering at my cleavage hungrily. “Alright rock star, whatcha gonna do for me?”

I plastered on a fake smile. “Anything you want, handsome. My mouth and pussy are yours for the taking.”

“Damn tootin’,” he grunted. “Lemme see them titties, slut.”

I undid my top with a shimmy and let my huge fake tits spill out. “Like what you see, stud?”
“I do,” he said, grabbing a handful and squeezing roughly. “Now get to suckin’ my super cock, whore.”

He unzipped his fly, unleashing a forest of pubic hair and a monstrous, veiny cock springing out. Sweet Jesus, where do they even grow those things? I gawked at it in awe for a second before diving down, wrapping my bright red lips around the shaft. It tasted like piss and sweat but I choked it down greedily, gagging on it while Bigfoot grabbed my hair and started vigorously facefucking me.

“Oh yeah, that’s it you cum-guzzling bitch!” he bellowed. “Take that cock! Tongue-fuck the head for me.”

I did as I was told, deepthroating the monster and staying focused on not throwing up despite Bigfoot’s forceful thrusts hitting my tonsils. My mascara ran down my face in dirty tears as I serviced his smelly dick like a champ.

After what felt like hours, he finally grabbed my tits and ordered, “Get those sluts up here and let’s fuck, whore.”

I pulled off his cock and gasped for air before throatily responding, “As you wish, stud.” I climbed into the sleeper cab, the vinyl sticky and stained. Spreading my legs, I beckoned Bigfoot over. “Come fuck me with that monster cock-wrecking shaft. I need you to destroy my little cunt and pound me until I’m screaming!”

Bigfoot eagerly climbed on top of me, his smelly flesh dragging along my skin as he aligned his fat cock with my glistening pussy. “You’re gonna be my cum dump tonight, slut. Brace yourself!”

With that shocking thrust, he speared me open on his anaconda, my eyes rolling back as I cried out. He began ruthlessly pounding into me, the truck rocking on its axles with each powerful thrust. I clung to his back, my nails digging into his sweaty skin as I wailed in ecstasy. “Fuck yes, ruin me with that horse cock! Wreck my pussy!”

Bigfoot grunted like a beast above me, sweat rolling off his chiseled jaw as he jackhammered into my slick hole. “Gonna fill this cuntslut up! Take my hot load!”

With a roar, he buried himself to the hilt and erupt like Vesuvius inside me, a torrent of cum flooding my cunt. I wrapped my legs around him as he spurted load after massive load, pumping me full of his virile jizz until it was pouring out around his pistoning cock. I’d be dripping for days.

As he emptied his balls, he slapped my ass hard enough to leave a handprint. “Damn girl, you’re a real truck stop whore! I’m gonna give you a tasty tip for fuckin’ like a bitch in heat.” He counted out a stack of ones and tossed them at my feet. “Don’t spend it all in one place!”

I smiled and started getting dressed, tucking the bills into my g-string. mission accomplished. Another greedy cum-hungry trucker thoroughly satisfied and spreading his seed. All in a nights work for a Slut Service slut like me. I winked at Bigfoot and said, “Thanks for stopping by, sugar. Always a pleasure!” Then I sauntered back out to the lot, ready to repeat the magic with the next cock-starved trucker.

As I strutted by in my slutty little setup, I knew it wouldn’t be long before I’d have another endless anaconda pounding me into the vinyl, balls slamming against my ass as he filled me with his baby gravy. That’s just another Saturday night in my life as Truck Stop Slut Service, the best cock-sucking pussy the highways ever saw.