Lap Dance - Part 6 Series Finale

Charlotte only vaguely remembered getting home though as the day wore on, her memory came back to her. Someone had put her limp naked body in the back of a car and driven her to her apartment. She gingerly walked to the bathroom to survey the damage.

In the mirror, she was startled by what she saw. Her breasts had fingerprint sized bruises on them. Her pussy was swollen and red. Some one had written in pen just above her blond triangle, "cum dumpster."

Charlotte thought about those words. She really was just a place for men to put their cocks and cum in and she didn't really care. She didn't have to do this gangbang. She had enough money from the last one and the stripping to live on. She WANTED to do this one.

That was the truth of it. The men weren't wrong. She was an insatiable whore. She loved when they hit her clit because she felt that part of her was driving these bad decisions. It deserved to be punished. She ached for them to slap her there. To use her holes for their own pleasure.

Charlotte had to admit she loved last night. The feeling of being used by so many men. Having all her holes stuffed at once filled an emptiness inside of her that she didn't realize existed. She used to try to fill herself up with god and learning, but now realized only the act of giving herself to a man for his pleasure brought her fufillment.

She didn't even care that Sal had fucked her. She vaguely recalled him saying "everyone can take a turn boys. She's totally out of it."

How many others had plowed her last night? She didn't know. She came with all of them she was sure because she recalled one of them saying, "even asleep she's coming like a freak."

Her ass ached and there was some dried blood, but it wasn't too bad. Whomever had taken her home took payment for the ride by jamming his whole cock in her ass without any mercy. It didn't matter, she came so hard her legs were unsteady on the walk up to her apartment.

Charlotte gingerly got in the shower and washed the night's secretions from her skin, hair and orifices. She slipped into comfy sweats and took a nap. She woke up the next morning feeling decidedly less sore and refreshed. The bruising and swelling were almost gone.

Charlotted brushed her hair and grabbed her purse. She saw the envelope in it and opened it. $3600 in crisp bills and a note. It said, "That was fucking awesome!" Dale. She smiled. Dale had been her favorite. He was gentle and kind, but also knew how to fuck her like a jackhammer. He was tall and jacked like a prize fighter. She wouldn't mind seeing him or his cock again she thought.

Charlotte hid the cash beneath a loose floorboard under the leg of her bed and went out the door. The fresh air in her face was a welcome feeling after being cooped up for 2 days. She was about to turn right when she saw the Dean and froze.

In 2 strides he was in front of her, his face contorted with rage. He stepped really close to her and her back was pressed up against the brick wall.

"Where have you been" he spat.

"Busy. Let me go." She put both hands on his chest and made an attempt to push him out of the way. He grabbed her wrist and started to twist her arm in a painful way.

"Ow! Stop!"

He didn't.

Just then someone grabbed the Dean from behind and threw him to the sidewalk.

"Get the hell off of her!"

It was Dale! How did he find her? What was he doing here.

The Dean got back on his feet.

"Who the hell are you?" he fired back.

Dale stepped toward her and put a protective arm around her.

"She's my girlfriend you asshole."

"Your girlfriend is a whore."

"I'm going to give you 5 seconds to get out of here before I rearrange your face." Dale said calmly never removing his arm from her.

The Dean, realizing Dale could pulverize him, slowly backed away never taking his eyes from Charlotte.

Dale began to kiss her passionately to underscore his point. Charlotte sunk into the kiss and soon they were so caught up in the moment it was no longer about the Dean. Charlotte could feel his erection through his jeans as he pressed his pelvis into her.

They were both breathless when they broke off and the Dean was gone.

"Thank you for that. He just won't leave me alone."

"Who is he?"

"It's a long story but he's the Dean of the college and he's trying to sextort me"

"If I ever see that motherfucker again, I will castrate him."

Charlotte smiled at the thought.

"Thank you again" she said as she made to leave.

"Could we um talk for a minute?"

"Ok. Do you want to come in?"

"I won't stay long. I just wanted to ask you something."

They walked up the stairs to her apartment in silence. Once inside, Dale took a seat at the kitchen table.

He took a deep breath and started to speak.

"I know this is going to sound crazy, but I think there's something between us. I am a long haul trucker and I'm heading cross country and will be on the road for the next 2 1/2 weeks. I was wondering if you would come with me and maybe we can see if there's something between us besides the obvious sexual chemistry. I'd take care of everything. You wouldn't have to pay for a thing or worry about anything."

She was silent for a moment, shocked by what he had just proposed.

He continued nervously. "we wouldn't do anything you didn't wanna do. I'm not trying to hurt you or anything. I just don't wanna let this opportunity go by if there really is something between us."

"How did you find me?" Charlotted asked.

"The guy who drove you home that night is a friend of mine and he gave me your address. I was a little shocked to find out that you were a college student."

"Yes" was all she said.

"Yes you are a college student or yes, you'll go with me?" he asked hopefully.

"I just need to pack a bag."

Dale broke into a huge grin. "Can I help do anything? We sort of have to hurry because I'm late getting on the road as it is."

It took Charlotte less than five minutes to throw some clothes and toiletries in a bag. She grabbed her laptop, books and a notebook and a couple of pens and pencils. She had long since stopped going to class, but figured she could spend the time on the road studying for her finals. She'd be back just in time to take them.

They headed out the door and walked about two blocks to where he had left the rig. He helped her up into the cab and put her bag on the floor between the seats.

Dale turned to her and asked, "what's your real name? I'm assuming Chasity is not your real name."

She laughed. "No, it's Charlotte."

"Well I'm Dale and this here is Betsy" he tapped the steering wheel as he said the last part.

She smiled.

"There's a futon, a small fridge and some snacks in the back if you get hungry or tired. I've got to go about 12 hours before we stop for the night, but feel free to go in the back and take a nap. I don't sleep much anyway."

"How long have you been driving?"

"Well I grew up real poor, so there was no money for college after high school so I went into the army and became medic. I figured when I got out, I could go to school, but there wasn't enough money then either. I worked for a little while as an EMT, but I just couldn't make ends meet so I started driving about 15 years ago. Tell me about that guy that was bothering you."

Charlotte relayed the saga with the Dean, her scholarship and how she got into stripping and ultimately gangbang parties.

"Shit! So 3 months ago you were a virgin till this pervert gave you no choice?"

"Pretty much. Though it hasn't been too bad. I've actually enjoyed much of it."

She went on to tell him a little bit about her background, growing up poor, her religious family, and her interest in biomedical research. It turns out they had a lot in common as their histories were not that different. They stopped after a few hours to get some food and go to the bathroom, but by 8 pm Charlotte was growing sleepy.

She crawled into the back and lay on the futon and fell quickly asleep, lulled by the vibrations and sounds of the road. She woke sometime in the middle of the night to feel Dale climbing in beside her. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, and she relaxed into his warm bulky frame.

Charlotte, for the first time in a long time, felt safe in his arms. They lay like that for a while until Charlotte felt his erection pressing against her back.

"You don't have to do nothing" he whispered "but it's tough not to be hard being so close to a beautiful little thing like you."

Charlotte wasted no time removing her clothes.

"I'll be real gentle because I know you are probably still sore."

Dale started kissing her gently then more passionately. He kissed her neck and upper chest then made his way down to her breasts. He took each one in his mouth and fondled them with his hands.

"Your tits are perfect. Your nipples ate like rose petals."

He ran his tongue down her stomach and circled around her belly button. He continued his descent south. He ran his tongue along her soaked opening. He kissed her clit then teased it with his tongue.

Charlotte moaned uncontrollably and bucked her hips to meet his mouth. He continued his ministrations until Charlotte cried out at her climax.

His cock was ready to explode but he entered her carefully mindful of her soreness. She was so slick and smooth he couldn't help but let out a groan of pleasure. Charlotte wrapped her legs around his waist and he started to move in and out of her.

Dale slowly built up his speed and as soon as he felt her start to come undone again, he buried himself inside of her and released his hot seed in four forceful spurts. He stayed hard inside of her for a few minutes then gently pulled out and handed her a tissue.

Charlotte fell back asleep contented. When she awoke again, they were on the road. Charlotte climbed into the front seat naked. They were on a desolate road and she was so high up she figured no one could see her.

"Fuck you are so hot. It's very distracting having you there naked."

Charlotte walked over to his seat and unzipped his fly. She freed his erection from the contraints of his jeans. He took 1 hand off the wheel to squeeze her breast. Charlotte kneeled and took him in her mouth. Dale gripped the wheel tightly as she bobbed up and down on him. He came quickly in her mouth and she swallowed it down and went back to sleep.

They stopped a few hours later to get some breakfast and shower at the truck stop. They went in the shower together and soaped each other up. Dake bent her over at the waist and soaped up his cock before sliding into her ass.

"Fuck! It's so hard to be gentle. I just want to pound your ass till you squirt." Dale grunted as he fucked her ass.

"I want that too and so many other things." she said as her voice trailed off.

He reached around and put 2 fingers on her clit to speed up the process before the water ran out. When they were both satisfied he pulled out and they rinsed and dried off.

They got back in the truck and Charlotte opened her laptop and started to do some work. She hadn't done any school work in close to 3 weeks and was very behind.

A few hours later Dale asked, "Were you serious about wanting me to be rougher?"

"Yes, You can use me in any way you see fit. I like the gentle stuff, but I also like the hard core things just as much" she said without looking up from her work.

Dale shifted in his seat, clearly hard again from the conversation. Charlotte got up, opened his fly, straddled him and sunk down on his cock. She bobbed up and down on him till they both cried out with pleasure.

Charlotte returned to her seat and Dale started the engine.

"Damn girl! You are putting me way behind schedule" he said with a huge grin. "I've never met a girl whose sex drive can match my own."

They rode on leaving the state and all of Charlotte's worries behind. That night, Dale pulled into a motel parking lot and they got a room.

"I got us room because I have a surprise for you and you are probably going to need to wash off after."

She was still naked in the front seat except for her white cotton panties. He blindfolded her with a bandana. He laid her on a picnic table in the woods behind the motel. She heard a bunch of people coning closer, their feet crunching on the leaves and dirt.

"It's a $100 buy in right or $150 for an unlimited pass?" a man's voice asked.

"Yup"

"There's a group of guys heading over. I just figured I'd get one in before she gets all messed up."

Dale tied her legs and arms to the table so she was completely spread eagle. Someone touched her betwen her legs and stuck a finger in her.

"Fuck it's like warm apple pie" the guy said.

Charlotte's blindfold had slipped a bit so she could see she was tied to a picnic table.

"I always go first and last. You can have her after I'm done." Dale instructed.

Charlotte was already soaked. Dale had organized a gangbang with truckers who were on the road while she had been sleeping. He had given the location on the CB radio. She could enjoy herself knowing Dale was there to keep her safe.

Dale slapped her between her legs and she flinched. The wetness started to pour out of her.

The blindfold was almost completely off by now and she saw the surprised expression of the first man when Dale hit her again. This blow landed directly on her clit and she sucked in her breath. The fourth blow sent her into a spiraling wave of pleasure and Dale entered her while she was mid orgasm and fucked her mercilessly. He came hard and had to pause a moment to catch his breath before he had the strength to pull out.

The men started to form a line to fuck her. She loved the feeling of being used as a cum dumpster. These men didn't know her, didn't ask her name, she was just a hole to them. A place to put their horny cocks. They didn't even care about her pleasure though she came with most of those who lasted more than a minute. She got so turned on by the coarse dialogue between the strangers who had nothing in common but the shared experience of violating her private spaces.

"She's a horny bitch for sure."

"Never see anyone cum so much."

"Fuck she's coming again."

"I'm going to split her open."

"Spread her wider."

"Fuck! I'm going to blow."

"Looks like she needs another cock boys. Can't leave her empty very long."

When over 20 men had fucked her till their balls were dry, Dale took in her gaping pussy and eased his whole hand inside of her. He started fisting her and she rewarded him with a squirting orgasm.

"Show's over boys" Dale called as he scooped her up and carried her into the room. He ran a bath for her and gently washed her off. He put her to bed and Dale came in shortly after.

"You were amazing" he murmured in her ear.

"Thank you for doing that for me" she whispered as she fell asleep.

In the morning he gave her the money he collected.

"Here. I never want you to be beholden to that fat fucker again."

"You should take it for the expenses" she protested.

"No way. You earned it, now put it away."

They climbed back in the truck and had breakfast while Dale drove. They pulled off to the side of the road a few hours later so Charlotte could pee. They fucked in the grass and then got back on the road.

They talked about their lives whenever Charlotte needed a study break and fucked like rabbits at every rest stop.

After their 4th fuck of the day Dale said,"Damn, I'm not sure even I can keep up with you. Even after all those guys you are still so tight and fresh. I'm not sure I will ever get enough."

"You better stop talking or we are going to have to pull over again."

Charlotte knew she was out of control. Her pussy ached to be fucked whenever a cock was not inside if her.

Dale reached over and began to finger her while he drove. He whistled when he found her wet and wanting. He continued to finger fuck her then began to roll her clit between his thumb and forefinger. Her head slammed back on the seat with the pain and pleasure.

She was bucking her hips to meet his hand. He began to roll his skull ring along her clit. the feeling was incredibly painful as areas of the ring were sharp, but she only opened her legs wider to give him greater access. When she was finally sated, she crawled in the back and fell asleep for hours.

Charlotte forgot about studying. She knew she'd never go back and take her finals. All she wanted to do was to fuck and be fucked.

When Dale cried out with his climax, it was the most amazing feeling in the world to her to give him that kind of pleasure. With the anonymous men who fucked her, it was the same knowing at that moment, she was the only thing that mattered to them. It was so powerful.

The days passed in much the same manner. Long stretches of driving, conversation and lots of sex. When Dale wanted to be rough, he called her Chastity. When he was gentle and during non sexual interactions, she was Char or Charlotte.

Charlotte had started an Only Fans page and started uploading videos of their sexcapades. Her handle was Trucker's Girl and her video of fucking Dale while he drove went viral and soon the subscriptions came pouring in.

She recreated and filmed herself blowing Dale, them fucking on the side of the highway, anal sex in the truck stop shower and on and on. They had another gangbang in the tailgate of a stranger's pickup truck. This time it was all anal.

Once they reached Washington State and Dale exchanged his haul for a new one, they headed south to take a different route home. They did a National Park series and started making it a goal to fuck in every narional park.

One video showed them getting caught by a park ranger, but Charlotte got them out of it. That video went viral as the park ranger used a horse whip to punish Charlotte then he fucked her ass bareback and was so loud people could hear him moaning for miles around.

When they arrived in Vegas, Dale pulled off the highway and into the parking lot of a roadside wedding chapel. He looked at her and she just nodded.

After they were married, Charlotte went into the bathroom before getting on the road. Dale bent her over and pounded her ass while she gripped the sink for dear life. Lots of wedding gift donations poured it on the site after that video.

Charlotte would edit and post the footage while Dale drove. They had a rhythm and unspoken bond that was unlike anything Charlotte had ever experienced.

Dale was the happiest he had ever been. Charlotte was his perfect match. Her sexual openness was amazing. They would post a destination and have an open invite gangbang to anyone who met up with them.

Dale fucked Charlotte in every orifice with his cock and liked fucking her with household objects. This morning he had fucked her with a rolling pin while she had Clothespins on her labia and clit.

Abusing her clit was a favorite for both of them. He had pinched it, bit it, used a bobby pin on it, and smacked it with a ping pong paddle until she squirted.

Last night, he put a can of beans inside of her pussy, a beer bottle up her ass then used his belt to whip her clit. She exploded and soaked the hotel bed. Dale could indulge his every fantasy and Charlotte never refused him anything. The fans loved it.

About once a month, Dale rewarded her with a gangbang. They were getting well known, so the gangbangs had to be limited to 30 people or they'd be there all night.

Last night was probably the best night of Charlotte's life. 32 men had shown up to fuck her and it was advertised as a Quad Gangbang. Dale fucked her to start, but then the men came to her in Quads. One guy laid on his back and Charlotte impaled her ass on his cock. A second guy joined the first guy in her ass. Another guy jammed his cock down her throat and a fourth guy facing the other direction would fuck her pussy. It was challenging to get in the position, but everyone stayed in their holes till all had orgasmed including Charlotte who was often the first to cum.

Charlotte swallowed the blow job cum, but a girl was brought along to lick the cum out of her pussy and ass. This cleanup process often led to Charlotte cum again.

By the time all 8 quads had gone, Charlotte was too weak to move. Dale carried her to their room and she slept for 2 days straight.

After about 5 years, they got tired of life on the road. They bought a small farm miles away from anyone. The barn was converted into a gangbang shack and they continued to do Only Fans and video their sexual exploits.

About 6 years after they met, they were traveling and did an on the road gangbang in a deserted park. When the last guy was about to go, Dale, who never took his eyes off Charlotte or the men during rhe gangbang, realized it was the Dean.

He grabbed him and threw him to the ground and delivered 8 kicks to his bare cock.

"Gang bang is over everyone. Get the hell out" Dale snapped as he went to the truck to grab a bag.

The Dean was naked, crumpled on the ground, moaning in pain. Charlotte scrambled off the picnic table and watched wide eyed as Dale picked him up and lay him on the table on his stomach. He duct taped his legs and arms the table and fitted a ball gag in his mouth.

"Charlotte anything you want to do?"

"Um no, I think you have it handled. Camera is rolling."

Dale took the whip and beat his ass and balls until his arm grew tired. He took an enormous dildo and hammered it all the way into his ass so the whole thing disappeared.

"Say a word and this footage goes viral as well as gets sent to your wife and boss."

The Dean just nodded. Dale and Charlotte got in the truck and left.

"Just wait till the park ranger finds him in the morning. It will look like a gay tinder date gone bad. He isn't gonna say a word. Going to have a hell of a time getting that dildo out of his ass."

They both laughed and drove

off.

The end.

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