• Premise: A snobby model from Thailand's high society hitchhikes a hellish ride with a trucker in the less remote parts of America
• Tags: [MF] [Dubcon] [Noncon] [Male Dom] [Female POV] [First Person] [Asian Woman] [White Man] [Misogyny] [Humiliation]
• Note: Feel free to give me your feedback, I would like to improve on my writing skill and speed.

For context, click here to read Part 1 first.

"Yes... Mali, don't hold back, tell me what you feel, enjoy this like what you enjoy doing with other guys' cocks." Chad coos softly as his hand briefly shoots out and feels up my left breast, rubbing my nipple.

"Look, your nipple is already starting to stiffen!" The obscenity of his words and this moment somehow only heightens my sensations further. I am afraid if this keeps up, I won't be able to hold back my moan of lust.

Apparently Chad wants to liven up the atmosphere, so he begins asking me more questions.

"How old are you?"

"26." This seems easy and innocent enough.

"Do you have a boyfriend now?"

I nod.

"Have you gotten naked with a guy in the same room before?"

I frown a little but nod again. A little creepy, but par for the course for this guy I guess.

"Have you masturbated today?"

I shake my head.

And so these questions became more and more intimate - Where and how I masturbate, whether I have sucked any cocks before, how many guys had I blown before, and so on... Hearing these questions and being forced to answer them is making my face burn with humiliation, but my breath grows shallow as I am climbing to the peak. A slight moan escapes my lips and I begin to regret it.

"Have you ever sucked your boyfriend's cock while he's driving?"

And that last question is enough to trigger me. Without actually answering him, I utter an involuntary cry of lust as I am being pushed over the edge. The overwhelming sensation dies down but I find no relief - The vibrator continues stimulating me, and not in a nice way.

"Damn, that's hot," Chad remarks, adding, "You make my pants feel a little uncomfortable."

I know what he means.

"Since I made you feel better now, maybe it's your turn to do so, so how about a blowjob."

"No, not doing that for you." I don't care that I'm not actually obeying him, I am now fidgeting around my seat from the vibrator's effects on my now sensitive pussy, so much so I'm not thinking properly.

"Alright, but I have a feeling that later you would willingly suck me off."

Not a chance asshole, my mind defiantly answers, with the corner of my eye glaring at his disrespectful smirk at my plight.

"Can I take this out now?" I point to the vibrator between my legs.

"No. If you take it out without my permission I will throw you out of the truck without your clothes and you can forget about boarding tomorrow's flight home!" And so I obediently stay put.

Nearly 20 minutes of Chad driving without molesting me, as he leaves me free to wallow in my continuous orgasmic torment with the vibrator. All is silent except for my now soft moans, which I can no longer help stifle. And then I have yet another climax, this time stronger and albeit more uncomfortable. I bang my head against the back of my seat helplessly to no avail, as the toy continues its monotonous yet unyielding assault against my poor pussy. My seat is now wet from both my juices and my sweat. My agony is palpable and to Chad this only seems to excite him more.

"Please, what do I have to do to take it out?" I plead.

"A blowjob. I will let you take it out AFTER you suck me off, not now," he offers.

"Alright, alright I will do it!" I desperately nod my head. I really don't want to endure this until the batteries run out.

I shift my position to facing Chad, his right hand momentarily giving way for me to lean on his lap. I unzip his shorts and take out his cock with one hand, which is already erect from the sexual atmosphere of it all.

As Chad warns, I keep my legs closed to prevent the vibrator from slipping out of my sopping wet pussy as I suck him off, regardless of the discomfort. I hold the base of his cock and lower my head to engulf it inch by inch, slowly stimulating it with my tongue until it's fully hard. I waste no time getting to work, my head frantically bob up and down on his cock, ignoring the fact that I'm doing this to someone who's not my boyfriend and way out of my league. I make sure every now and then I would focus on the sensitive head of his cock, and apply suction pressure on the entire length of his penis.

"God, you are one excellent cocksucker, you will definitely get many return customers at blowjob shops!" Chad leans back as he delivers out more of his degrading praises, which by now ironically stimulates me further.

Eventually I clamp down harder as my body tenses. I am climaxing yet again! I try my best to stifle another of my orgasmic moans using his cock, my throat grips his thick cock hard and causes him to groan at that sudden tightness. I can feel his cock swelling even more than before, signs that he is reaching his peak.

"Swallow it all, slut!" He shouts as his hips raises up and down against my mouth.

I feel the first burst of semen paint the back of my throat and obeying his command; I steel myself and take in the entire length of his cock down my throat. I can feel his pulsing cock pump burst after burst of semen straight down my throat. Even when I pull out, a trail of his cum still leaves my lips and I slump back. I have never swallowed cum before, not even with my closest boyfriends, not even for Chaiya. There's quite a few firsts for me tonight.

With Chad satisfied now, he allows me to pull out the vibrator and I gasp with relief. I look away at the rear mirror in exhaustion and silence, observing my eyes are red with tears while that trickle of Chad's cum is still visible on my lips, making me wipe it off. I recall some vehicles passing me by and I'm not sure if someone saw my naked ass exposed in the air and on the driver's lap giving him a blowjob. I blush red with shame, wondering if my ordeal is over yet.

Wrong. Chad gloats to me that the destination is still around an hour away, and asks if I want to get off now - minus my clothes. I quietly shake my head.

"Oh dear, your whole body is covered in sweat. Here, let me help you cool off while I recharge myself."

And the bastard rolls down the dark window screen. If my nudity isn't too obvious while the windows are on, it surely is obvious now without the windows obscuring the view. For the rest of the journey, more vehicles pass by, this time with me fully aware that I did not escape the attention of a few occupants in them. Some of them with their eyes wide open or mouth agape when they see a topless girl on the passenger's seat. Chad still keeps me busy though; he commissions me to use my hands to resuscitate his cock back to its fully erect state in exchange for rolling the window screen back up. I can't remember when he managed to pull off his own shorts and underwear, but he's now comfortably naked from the bottom half.

So I endure the stares from other strangers on my exposed body while I engage in an obscene act with Chad, all in public. A massive downgrade from having my boyfriends, co-workers, and other guys in my life submitting to my various whims all these years, I am now instead submitting to this random guy. All for the sake of getting back safely and in time.

At least my pussy gets a break after that agonizing experience of going through multiple back-to-back orgasms?

The truck eventually stops a few blocks away from my hotel, under the shelter of a few trees in a darkened corner of the street. In this location and with the truck windows now closed, I notice no one would see or hear what we are doing inside the truck unless they walk right up to it. And I had already successfully brought Chad's cock back to a hard and ready state; all this time I am ensuring he stays in that condition with my soft strokes, and something deep in my mind dreads whatever comes next.

"How much are you willing to do to get your clothes back?" Chad asks.

"What do you want?" I ask with indignation.

"How about riding my cock till I cum again?"

I shake my head, trying to negotiate finishing him off again with a second blowjob. He steadfastly refuses, preferring my pussy to be his next conquest.

"No deal? Sure then, remember to put on your boots and take your bag with you on your way out."

I stare at him with dismay as I consider between these two difficult choices: Sure, I can let everyone in public see me naked and make a fool of myself, after which the cops will interrogate me and I will drag Chad down with me along the way - But I would miss my flight AND let everyone know what has happened to me. The other option is to just have a one-time fling with that disgusting jerk after which I can keep that memory a secret from everyone else for the rest of my life.

"Alright you asshole, let's fuck then," I groan in defeat, glaring at him intensely as he smiles back, we both knowing that he will have the last laugh over me.

He takes off his wife beater top - His last piece of clothing, and then adjusts his driver's seat to recline, allowing him to lean back. With reluctance, I lay one hand on his chest and while guiding my pussy down on his cock. I begin slowly fucking him and he puts his hands up and plays with my nipples.

Despite my protests, after several minutes my breathing is ragged yet again. My pussy is still extremely sensitive from that extended usage of the vibrator, and so now bouncing on a real cock is bringing back all the sensations again. Pleasure soon takes over my mind. Chad is treating me, a hi-so girl, far worse than he did to those lo-so girls from the brothels, but this is turning me on all the same. My public dignity would still be intact, and if I choose to enjoy this in private and make the best out of it, I don't lose anything else. I begin earnestly riding Chad, alternating between moving my ass up and down, to grinding on him forward and back, making sure to squeeze and stimulate his cock so that I can eventually feel the warmth of his seed. I'm no longer doing this to retain whatever bit of pride I have left, I'm doing this because... I hate admitting this - I NEED to cum once more! It no longer matter what kind of guy I'm with, I will slam my pussy against his cock until I get the release I am looking for.

I close my eyes and throw back my head as my final climax arrives, shuddering on top of him and my cries filling up the truck. Chad's own moan begins picking up pace as well. He grabs my shoulders and embraces me with his arms, and in the mindless state from my climax I just let him do what he wants as my head slumps on his bare shoulder.

"You are the best whore I ever had, Mali," Chad grunts as his own hips begin thrusting up and fast. I lay there in his arms as he shouts out his own relief, his cum jetting inside of me. I'm just glad I'm on the pill so at least I don't have to worry about the consequences of bareback sex with mere acquaintances.

When I recover my senses again, the time shows 10.30pm on the dashboard. I didn't say a word when Chad passes me my clothes back. I did notice that my bra and panties are missing, but my mind is in too much of a daze to argue with him, so I still dress up without my undergarments. He drives me to the hotel entrance and bid me a "Thank you" and "Goodbye" before dashing off back to where he came from. There's nothing else I can do but awkwardly shuffle with my sore legs back to the hotel. I'm probably walking like a crab as I creep my way to my own hotel suite, not wanting to look up to see if anyone can see the wet spot forming at the bottom of my khaki shorts. Once inside the suite, I see Chaiya is already inside. I quickly wave him past and dash straight for the showers before joining him to help pack up the luggage for our morning departure.

When we are done with our preparations, I'm left exhausted. I try to put my best spin of the events before - Not that bad of a deal, at least I got off multiple times. Besides, all I really want to do now is to get a couple hours of nap before we catch a cab to the airport. But right when I'm about to drift to sleep Chaiya is sliding over and climbing on top of me. "Not again," I sigh deep in my mind, and I just lay there like a starfish and let my boyfriend pound me as usual until he spills his cum inside of me - albeit with me moaning far more enthusiastically this time round. He is probably pleasantly surprised by how easily I climax today, but there's no way I'm ever telling him or anyone else what had happened to me before that. Chad somehow knew all along I would choose to save face - The shame would have been too much for me to bear...