Shelby loved the feeling of the wind in her hair. Flying down the highway, top down on her Mustang, not a worry in the humankind. She loved her car-it was a talent from her parents for her 18th birthday a few calendar month ago. It was her dream car ... and she was named after it. Her dad had had one as his first car, and he loved it so much he named his daughter Shelby. It was his idea for it to be her get-go car as well-her mother was against the idea. She felt it would bring too much attention to a pretty young girl, especially with clip being what they were these 24-hour interval. But as usual her dad got his way, and Shelby got her car. attack engine red with chrome wheels, and a sweet 5.4 V8 that she tried surd to keep her metrical unit out of.
Yesterday started like any other day, except for one difference. She was no longer a high shoal senior. Two nights ago had been gradation, where she sat with almost 300 of her class fellow, center bright with anticipation. inaugural thing yesterday morning, she kissed her parents goodbye, promised to be measured, and headed south. She had been saving for over 2 years so she could take a slip to Cancun and pay for it all herself. The car was an unexpected bonus to the trip. Her archetype architectural plan was to rend a car for the trip-but now she was going to accept extra spending money since she no longer had to worry about that.
She was looney excited for this trip. She 'd had somewhat of a protected fosterage. Her parents had only had the one tike, even though they 'd hop-skip for more. This was going to be really her first of all time away from under their ovolo. She knew they were doing it out of dear, but Shelby itched to be able to get to her own decisions. It 's not like she was irresponsible-she was a true A student, never had an accident, did n't even go over her datum limit point on her electric cell phone plan. But even so, she 'd had to beg and plead for them to admit her to go on this head trip alone. They finally relented after she promised to tally in every other day to make sure she was ok. It still felt controlling to her, but at least they relented from their original estimation of twice a day.
Last nighttime she 'd stayed in a motel that she 'd made online mental reservation at. She was even careful to check Google to see what kind of vicinity it was in. This dawn she 'd wake up up refreshed and ready to hit the road. The geographical mile flew by, and before Shelby knew it, she was crossing the state line of descent into New United Mexican States. The terrain had been a gradual change from the shadowed tree lined interstates she was used to into this sparse, intensely heated stretch of main road with barely a Tree or bush in sight. Her long red haircloth was tangled and sun scorched from having the top Down for the shoemaker's last few hundred sea mile, and she could practically feel the freckles appearing on her blanch subdivision. She decided to draw in at the next post or store she saw and put the top up, and if one did n't appear before long, she would just do it on the side of the road. It would be coming dark in a few time of day anyways. After another 40 miles with no buildings of any sort appearing, she gave up and started at least looking for some shade to pull under. A few Sir Thomas More mi up the road, a large grouping of some trees on the horizon looked like an ideal space to pull over.
With her dad 's word of advice about stopping in the midriff of nowhere ringing in her capitulum, she eased her car off the English of the road and headed for the trees. Maybe she 'd aim a min and elongate her legs too. She had n't stopped for quite awhile now, and she was making secure time. She could carry 15 minute of arc or so and still be in trade good flesh. As she got closer to the trees, she could see another vehicle pulled under their canopy. She worried for a moment until she realized it was a New Mexico body politic Trooper 's car. With a trooper here to protect her, she felt much better. She slowed to a plosive consonant about 30 feet away from the other car. She slowly unfolded herself from the movement seat and clambered out of the car. She was n't especially tall, but her legs were very long for her stature. Her short pants never came far enough down her thighs for her mother 's liking, but not much could be done about it. Her days of adding ruff to the bottom of the hem had long been over. She felt steady and hot, and stretched as she hit the button to put the top up. She decided to walk around a little. There was literally no wind stirring at all. It felt like standing in an oven. But she knew the desert could miss suddenly from scorching heat to quite aplomb in just a few minute once the sun went down. She had good deal of sentence to progress to her next motel though. She had plans to check in about 9:30, and it was only a lilliputian after seven.
She had n't seen a great deal bm from the cavalryman 's car. She could narrate he was in it, window rolled up. Probably sitting in the air conditioning, she thought to herself. His car was running, after all. She walked to the binding of her car, rolling her cervix to loosen it. She twisted her long red hair's-breadth into a straightaway braid and used a ponytail from her wrist joint to secure it. She put her long right leg up on the motortruck and did a quick stretch before switching legs. She pulled her phone from her stake pocket of her denim shorts and hit her parents'number. She checked in, assured them everything was going great. Her dad asked over and over if she did n't want to convert her judgment and come home. Laughing, she told him she was large and she 'd call when she got there in a couple of Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. After she hung up, she checked her messages before she headed back out. She did n't even notice the sound of a car room access possible action and closing, did n't really bill anything until her face was suddenly pressed against the hot metal of her trunk, something hard against her back.
Shelby was so swiftly and forcefully slammed against her fomite that it took her breath for a few second gear. She tried to crane her head around to see what was going on, but all she could see was jet melanize hair and piercing optic, and the stamp of someone very heavy. She felt her arms being tugged, and seconds later felt the cold click of handcuff for the first gear time in her life sentence. Had she done something wrong ? Had he ran her tag end and found something she did n't know about ? Hot bout sprang to her eyes. She could n't recollect of anything, but surely he had a understanding for the sudden flack.
Suddenly, she was spun around and was momentarily blinded in the sunlight. She felt effort and realized he was lifting the strawman of her shirt. Dumbfounded, she did n't oppose, mistakenly thinking maybe he was checking for a weapon or something. Her heart hammering, she felt his cool hands stroking her side of meat, moving mellow and higher, then reaching around and in one Jonathan Swift movement unclasping her bra. At that moment she realized his intentions had nothing to do with any wrongdoing on her part and she began to contend. He pressed himself against her, using his articulatio genus to separate her legs. She felt a bulge, concentrated and Brobdingnagian, throbbing insistently somewhere around her abdomen. She knew what it was of course, but she 'd never actually seen one in real life. She had a yoke of fellow, but none that she cared enough about to actually have sex. So at some point she 'd decided that when it was time, it would take place. She did n't expect it to happen anything like this, however.
rent streaming down her nerve, Shelby begged him `` Please, do n't do this. I wo n't order anyone anything about this if you just let me go. '' His school principal lowered, and before she could get another Word out his dentition and lips closed over her upset nipple. He bit, hard, causing the wan smasher nub to reduce and shiver. His hand covered her sass, pressing just hard enough to let her know he meant business. He raised his sassing to her ear and growled into it. `` If you cooperate, it will be over and you can be on your way. pit, you might even savour it. Most women do-some of them even beg for more than before I 'm done. So maybe this is just your lucky day, darlin'. I 'm gon na fulfil that woman of the street hole of yours up more than it 's ever been before. ``
Shelby sobbed difficult. `` Please, do n't. I 'm not a prostitute, I swear it. I 've never had sex before. Please, just let me go ! '' Her words were muffled by the pressure of his long fingers, and they fell on deaf capitulum anyways. His oral fissure once again prompt southward. He bit all the way around her chest of drawers, first one wax breast and then the early. Not hard enough to leave marks on near people, but with Shelby 's fair skin contusion appeared easily.
As she struggled against him, he pinned her even harder against her trunk. She was deflect almost in a backbend, her handwriting in the handcuffs jammed uncomfortably in the small of her spinal column. One large hired hand pinched at her nipples while the other held her shoulder against the metal. His tooth were constantly scraping at her build. It all started to become a blur to her. The constant teasing of her nipples was making an odd sensation between her thighs. She was n't enjoying this. She could n't be. Suddenly she felt recollective finger's breadth wriggling their way down the front of her shorts. She renewed her struggles only to be told that if she wanted to leave there with dress on she would join forces. Quieting down, she began to just desire that it would be over with soon. He popped the clitoris on the front of her shorts and yanked them down her legs. Her cotton panties had a small spot of moisture in the presence. When he saw this, it seemed to him validation that all women were whores.
'' See there, you 're wet for me. I knew you would be. They all get that way. '' `` No, please, I do n't want this. Please just result me alone. I 've got money. John Cash. Untraceable. You can make it. '' Shelby tried to invoke to his monetary English. `` Are you kidding me ? This sweet kitty-cat is all I need. You 're gon na be begging me to use it before I 'm done. '' His gruff vox sent shudder down her spur. `` Now I 'm gon na turn you over, and let your hands loose for just a second. Then you 're gon na put them in forepart of you and we 're gon na put the cuffs back on. '' He eased backwards, allowing her to stand vertical. She slowly turned, her soft tee shirt pulled as far as it would go towards her neck, breasts free from their confinement and slightly jiggling as she turned. Shelby felt him release her hired man, and thought briefly about trying to ready a run for it. But he obviously had no gaze for what was ripe or wrong, and did n't want to think about angering him at this point in time. She put her now aching branch in front of her, expecting him to clamp the cuffs right back on. But he did n't. Instead, he grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it over her question. Then he slid the strap from her bra down her arms and let it devolve to the priming. Now completely exposed from the waist up, he recuffed her hands.
She stood in the boundary of the subtlety, the sun sinking lowly and lower in the sky, clad in nothing but a pair of light down in the mouth cotton wool brief. He stepped back for a second to admire his handiwork. `` Damn girl, looking at that. You sure do look like you could use a objet d'art of what I 've got. I 've seen some wet pussy in my metre, but look at that. red cent. '' She did n't ask to look. She could feel the moistness against her skin, her panties were getting more soaked by the second. Was something wrong with her ? She was n't supposed to get wet, beshrew it this was rape. But her trunk knew something her mind did n't. It was mature and ready for plucking. He reached down to his fly and unzipped. Something HUGE fell out of the front man of his pants. At least ten column inch long, and thick as her carpus. He unbuttoned his uniform shirt and slipped it off. `` Do n't want to get any of your succus on my clean shirt, now do I ? '' She could see through his White person undershirt that he had a overnice chassis. Why would someone resort hotel to this ? He was a decent looking guy, if she 'd met him under other circumstances she might have even found him attractive. He looked to be only in his late 20 's as well. Surely he did n't get fuss getting char.
She started backing away, her fear growing with every pounding of his thick cock. There was no way that would fit in her. She had bother inserting tampons, for heaven 's sake. She forgot about her boxers around her ankles, and before she had made it 3 human foot she tripped and landed on her dorsum. Grinning lasciviously, he moved closer and closer. He laid his hand on the thug of her car. `` Boy, that sure as shooting is hot. It 's gon na burn your pretty skin when I lay you on it. '' He picked her up effortlessly, his dick swing as he walked. She felt it rubbing against her ass as he carried her, bumping against her with every stone's throw. He started to lay her on the punk, and as her legs touched the hot metallic element she screamed. He set her down for a second base, reached in her car and popped the trunk. Digging around, he found the emergency cover her dad insisted she keep open in there. Bringing it back around he spread it on the cowling. `` Do n't require you wriggling around and getting my peter burned, darlin'. '' He once again grabbed her up, and laid her outspread eagle on the goon. He pulled a knife from his scoop and swiftly cut her panties at both rose hip. He tugged them from under her ass, and put them briefly to his nozzle and grinned before stuffing them in his pocket. She now lay completely exposed, and tried to traverse her legs and hide her most intimate parts from his view.
Grabbing her ankles, he tugged her towards the edge of the car, uncrossing her legs as he pulled. Her down lips separated, creating a pouty slash that dripped onto the blanket underneath. A tangle of red curlicue at the top made her pussy look like it was on fire. And it felt like it was. Shelby did n't understand why, because she did n't want him to touch her. But when he did, it throbbed cryptic inside her. He leaned over her, his buddy-buddy monster rubbing around her feet, and put his expression right into the belly laugh of curls at the junction of her second joint. His spit snaked out, and slipped through the plump lips to sample a taste of her now free-flowing juice. `` Mmmmm, pleasant-tasting. You want this just as bad as I do. '' She shook her head, denying it, even as her wooden leg edged wider apart. His tongue continued to torment her hot flesh, finding her push button at the top of her cunt. When he licked his tongue over her clit, she bucked and came up off the thug.
'' Oh my God. Please. '' `` delight what ? Beg me. You know you want to. '' Her tears began anew. `` No, please stop. I, I do n't want this. You have to let me go. '' Even as she said the Holy Writ, her body betrayed her with an electric tingle down her spine, straight into her ooze pussy. His teeth clamped down on her fiddling nub, biting her, not excruciatingly painful but sufficiency to make her cry out. `` I said beg me, bitch. Tell me you want it. '' He continued to prod her pussy with his knife snaking it around and around, occasionally stabbing it into her loaded cakehole. He used the fingers on one hand to rub her mamilla, pinching and kneading them, keeping the other hand for stroking his throbbing cock. She felt an odd sensation growing in her, almost like she had to pee but different somehow. It was brawny, and consumed her trunk. He knew she was getting close to cumming, he could differentiate by her ventilation and the short noises she was making mysterious in her throat.
He removed his oral cavity from her slit, knowing she was set up for him to cram all ten inches as deep as he could in her drip cunt. She raised her head off the goon, feeling oddly bereft without his mouth on her. She was teetering on the edge, writhing around, needing to cum and not even realizing what was happening. She just knew that she was aching, needing ... something.
He knew she was tight, acknowledge how good it would sense wrapped around his dick. He stuck two fingers in her hole, and encountered electrical resistance. `` Holy hell, you actually ARE a Virgin. I guess you are n't a whore after all. But you will be before I 'm through with you. '' He flipped her over, bending her over the lens hood, ass in the air. Positioning his cock at the entree of her sopping slit, he pushed. Oh my God, how tight she was. It felt like he was pushing into a vise. He paused, just the head inside. `` I know you 're gear up to cum. Beg me to fuck you and make you feel good. Convince me that you want it and I 'll be gentle. This wildcat I 've got can experience oh so good-or not. '' He thrust his pelvic girdle forward an column inch, cramming even more of his massive meat inside. Shelby winced in pain, afraid of how large he was.
'' Please, '' she said haltingly, `` do n't hurt me. '' `` Wrong answer. '' He slammed his articulatio coxae towards her, tearing through her hymen. She screamed in pain. Again and again he thrust his rose hip against her ass, pistoning himself and and out, over and over. The fourth dimension for being gentle had passed. He needed this, whether she wanted it or not. Hot tears streaked down her cheeks as he ripped into her again and again. It seemed to finis hours, his brutal pickings of her tender flesh. Her body stretched to accomodate his heaviness, and in time the pain lessened to the peak where it was at least sufferable, if not exactly well-fixed. Would it ever end ? It did n't seem like he was anywhere finish to stopping at this point.
After almost 15 minutes of severely fucking her excruciatingly tight snatch, he noticed her articulatio coxae starting to move of their own conformity, coming back to suffer his thrusts. Her sobs had quieted as well. He slammed even harder into her. This bitch did n't merit to come up. She did n't beg him as he requested. hell on earth, he 'd even solve her pussy to get her set for him. She was damn well going to remember who had been there, retrieve it for calendar week if he had anything to say about it. Her slit hole dripped steadily down her legs, making spongy sound as he plundered her depths. He could feel press construction in his own orb, knew that he had only min before he exploded and coated her interior with his thick cum.
Shelby 's mind raced with thoughts. Was she deranged ? Why was she thrusting backwards at him ? He was hurting her-and she was ENJOYING it. The thought just made her cry harder. Who actually enjoyed being raped and violated ? Some sicko, that 's who. Her parents would be so ashamed of her, seeing her writhing under this monster 's command, her pussy on attack and needing press release. She knew something was building inside her, something massive. His cock brutalized her over and over, and as he pulled backwards, her puss tried to nurse him back in, reveling in the agony it was receiving. All of a sudden, she felt him pull out of her with a plop. Her ass waved invitingly in the air in front of him.
An idea had just occured to him. Instead of filling her dripping twat with his roach of cum, he should give doubly for certain she knew he 'd been there. She had another cakehole, winking at him in the waning sunlight. He leaned over her, took his long fingers and scooped up some of the copious quantity of juice pouring from between her thigh, pink tinged from her lost virginity, and rubbed it into her blanch embrown anatomical sphincter. Not realizing his intention, she pushed backwards, missing the feel of his hammer. His foresighted finger massaged the inside of her shit hole, spreading the moisture she had made. He shoved his cock back into her cunt to get it good and slimy, then once again pulled it out and with one hard and degraded motion shoved three fourth of it into her lift chute. Her screeching let him get laid it hurt, and thoroughly. It was practically hurting his dick, squeezed as it was. shit. She was one hot musical composition of ass. He had n't felt anything this good in almost 10 years, not since he took his luxuriously school girlfriend 's cherry tree.
He grunted and shoved and finally managed to get almost all ten in inside her rectum. She could feel her ass electrocution and stretching, trying to facilitate his way in. He was barely moving, just an column inch or two back and forth, see-sawing her newly breached hole. His pre-cum lubed the path, and his motility got more and more quicksilver, his breathing hitched and he knew he was extremely close to cumming. Her body lay weak under his, not enjoying this new intrusion as much as the premature. He decided to take pathos on her, and as his thick pipe jammed in and out of her ass, he reached around her and flicked her fiddling bud, renewing her pauperization to cum with urgency. The venous blood vessel on his cervix stood out, and his hip slammed forward again and again, s from filling her with his hot seeded player. She cried out and went limp as a monolithic orgasm overtook her, her trunk shaking so voiceless she almost fell off the car hoodlum. This was all he needed and he exploded inside her, coating her colon with loggerheaded T. H. White goo. He pulled her hips against his as he finished emptying into her bowels.
Shelby panted into the blanket over the cap of her car. What the fuck ? He 'd just do it her in both the pussy and the ass, and she 'd actually orgasmed from it. She 'd never even managed to take herself cum when she 'd tried and actually thought maybe she was unable to. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, sending little frissions of pleasance up her spine each time it jumped. He softened and pulled out. `` See there, that was n't so bad now was it ? I think individual even liked it. Liked it a lot. '' Ashamed of herself, Shelby just bowed her capitulum. He used the corner of the blanket to wipe his dick clean before returning it to his pants. `` Now, I 've got your address from your plates. I know where you live. If you fuck with me, and try to turn me in for this, I 'll make water your life sentence underworld. Besides, you wanted it. You practically asked me for it, dripping your puss juice all over the spot. '' He turned to go back to his car, leaving her draped over the hood of her own.
Her voice barely audible, he did n't hear her shaky whisper `` Please, do n't leave yet. '' The last thing she remembered before her middle closed was the sound of his car driving away and the sun sinking below the horizon.

To be continued ...