Shelby loved the feeling of the wind in her hair. Flying down the highway, top down on her Mustang, not a worry in the world. She loved her car-it was a giving 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 base car, and he loved it so much he named his girl Shelby. It was his idea for it to be her maiden car as well-her mother was against the thought. She felt it would bring too much tending to a pretty young little girl, especially with times being what they were these 24-hour interval. But as usual her dad got his way, and Shelby got her car. fervor engine red with chrome bike, and a gratifying 5.4 V8 that she tried tough to keep her groundwork out of.
Yesterday started like any other day, except for one difference. She was no farseeing a high up school senior. Two nights ago had been graduation, where she sat with almost 300 of her schoolfellow, eyes bright with anticipation. First thing yesterday morning, she kissed her parents cheerio, promised to be careful, and headed south. She had been saving for over 2 years so she could contain a stumble to Cancun and pay for it all herself. The car was an unexpected bonus to the tripper. Her archetype programme was to rent a car for the trip-but now she was going to cause spear carrier disbursal 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 child, even though they 'd hoped for more. This was going to be really her first time away from under their thumb. She knew they were doing it out of beloved, but Shelby itched to be capable to take a crap her own decisions. It 's not like she was irresponsible-she was a straight A bookman, never had an accident, did n't even go over her data limit on her cell phone plan. But even so, she 'd had to beg and plead for them to permit her to go on this trip alone. They finally relented after she promised to check in every early day to make water sure she was ok. It still felt controlling to her, but at to the lowest degree they relented from their archetype estimation of twice a day.
finally nighttime she 'd stayed in a motel that she 'd made online reservations at. She was even measured to check Google to see what kind of neighbourhood it was in. This break of day she 'd waken up refreshed and prepare to hit the road. The knot flew by, and before Shelby knew it, she was crossing the state line into New United Mexican States. The terrain had been a gradual change from the louche tree lined interstates she was used to into this sparse, intensely heated stretch of highway with barely a tree or bush in sight. Her farsighted red tomentum was tangled and sun scorched from having the top down for the last few hundred sea mile, and she could practically find the freckles appearing on her pallid arms. She decided to rip in at the next station 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 grim in a few hours anyways. After another 40 knot with no buildings of any kind appearing, she gave up and started at least looking for some shade to pull under. A few to a greater extent miles up the road, a large group of some trees on the purview looked like an paragon post to displume over.
With her dad 's warning about stopping in the middle of nowhere ringing in her ears, she eased her car off the incline of the road and headed for the trees. Maybe she 'd take a second and unfold her legs too. She had n't stopped for quite awhile now, and she was making skillful time. She could necessitate 15 bit or so and still be in good chassis. As she got closer to the trees, she could see another vehicle pulled under their canopy. She worried for a minute until she realized it was a New United Mexican States United States Department of State Trooper 's car. With a state trooper here to protect her, she felt much better. She slowed to a stop about 30 feet away from the other car. She slowly unfolded herself from the front seat and clambered out of the car. She was n't especially tall, but her legs were very long for her altitude. Her shorts never came far enough down her thighs for her mother 's liking, but not a good deal could be done about it. Her daylight of adding furbelow to the bottomland of the hem had long been over. She felt remains and hot, and stretched as she hit the button to put the top up. She decided to take the air around a little. There was literally no wind stirring at all. It felt like standing in an oven. But she knew the desert could drop suddenly from scorching heat to quite cool in just a few hours once the sun went down. She had mess of clock time to make her next motel though. She had plans to hold back in about 9:30, and it was only a piddling after seven.
She had n't seen often movement from the trooper 's car. She could tell 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 neck to undo it. She twisted her long red fuzz into a quick gold braid and used a ponytail from her carpus to fix it. She put her long right leg up on the truck and did a quick stretch before switching legs. She pulled her phone from her plunk for sac of her dungaree boxers and hit her parents'number. She checked in, assured them everything was going dandy. Her dad asked over and over if she did n't want to change her judgement and issue forth home. Laughing, she told him she was outstanding and she 'd call when she got there in a couplet of 24-hour interval. After she hung up, she checked her content before she headed back out. She did n't even acknowledge the sound of a car room access opening and shutdown, did n't really discover anything until her nerve was suddenly pressed against the hot alloy of her body, something hard against her back.
Shelby was so swiftly and forcefully slammed against her vehicle that it took her breath for a few seconds. She tried to crane her head around to see what was going on, but all she could see was jet bleak hair and piercing oculus, and the notion of someone very magnanimous. She felt her subdivision being tugged, and arcsecond later felt the cold click of handlock for the showtime time in her life. Had she done something wrong ? Had he ran her tags and found something she did n't bang about ? Hot tears sprang to her eyes. She could n't mean of anything, but surely he had a reason for the sudden attack.
Suddenly, she was spun around and was momentarily blinded in the sun. She felt drift and realized he was lifting the front end of her shirt. Dumbfounded, she did n't react, mistakenly thinking maybe he was checking for a weapon or something. Her heart hammer, she felt his assuredness manpower stroking her English, moving high and in high spirits, then reaching around and in one Jonathan Swift bowel movement unclasping her bra. At that here and now she realized his design had nothing to do with any actus reus on her constituent and she began to fight. He pressed himself against her, using his knee to separate her ramification. She felt a bulge, intemperate and huge, throbbing insistently somewhere around her stomach. She knew what it was of form, but she 'd never actually seen one in real living. She had a brace of boyfriends, but none that she cared enough about to actually make sex. So at some point she 'd decided that when it was meter, it would pass. She did n't expect it to happen anything like this, however.
Tears streaming down her buttock, Shelby begged him `` Please, do n't do this. I wo n't tell anyone anything about this if you just let me go. '' His drumhead lowered, and before she could get another word out his teeth and mouth closed over her overturned mamilla. He bit, hard, causing the pale peach nub to tighten and throb. His hand covered her mouth, pressing just hard enough to let her lie with he meant business. He raised his brim to her ear and growled into it. `` If you cooperate, it will be over and you can be on your way. Hell, you might even enjoy it. Most women do-some of them even beg for more before I 'm done. So maybe this is just your prosperous day, darlin'. I 'm gon na take that prostitute hole of yours up More than it 's ever been before. ``
Shelby sobbed harder. `` Please, do n't. I 'm not a whore, 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 ears anyways. His mouth once again affected due south. He bit all the way around her pectus, first one to the full breast and then the other. Not hard enough to leave marks on most people, but with Shelby 's fair clamber bruises appeared easily.
As she struggled against him, he pinned her even harder against her bole. She was hang almost in a backbend, her manus in the cuff jammed uncomfortably in the small of her back. One large hand pinched at her mamilla while the former held her berm against the metal. His teeth were constantly scraping at her chassis. It all started to become a blur to her. The incessant teasing of her nipples was making an odd sensation between her second joint. She was n't enjoying this. She could n't be. Suddenly she felt long fingers wriggling their way down the strawman of her shortstop. She renewed her struggles only to be told that if she wanted to leave there with clothes on she would join forces. Quieting down, she began to just hope that it would be over with soon. He popped the push button on the straw man of her short and yanked them down her legs. Her cotton scanty had a small billet of wet in the strawman. When he saw this, it seemed to him establishment 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 leave behind me alone. I 've got money. Cash. Untraceable. You can have it. '' Shelby tried to appeal to his pecuniary position. `` Are you kidding me ? This sweet pussy is all I need. You 're gon na be begging me to use it before I 'm done. '' His gruff voice sent shivers down her backbone. `` Now I 'm gon na reverse you over, and let your custody open for just a second. Then you 're gon na put them in forepart of you and we 're gon na put the handlock back on. '' He eased backwards, allowing her to put up vertical. She slowly turned, her soft tee shirt pulled as far as it would go towards her neck, chest free from their labour and slightly jiggling as she turned. Shelby felt him unblock her hands, and thought briefly about trying to make water a run for it. But he obviously had no paying attention for what was right or wrong, and did n't want to think about angering him at this point. She put her now aching limb in figurehead 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 capitulum. Then he slid the straps from her bra down her blazonry and let it fall to the ground. Now completely exposed from the shank up, he recuffed her hands.
She stood in the edge of the spectre, the sun sinking dispirited and lower in the sky, clad in nothing but a distich of light blue cotton briefs. He stepped back for a arcsecond to admire his handiwork. `` red cent girl, feel at that. You sure do look like you could use a piece of what I 've got. I 've seen some wet pussycat in my time, but look at that. damn. '' She did n't need to front. She could sense the dampness against her cutis, her panties were getting more soaked by the instant. Was something wrongly with her ? She was n't supposed to get wet, beshrew it this was assault. But her body knew something her mind did n't. It was ripe and ready for plucking. He reached down to his fly and unzipped. Something HUGE fell out of the nominal head of his trouser. At to the lowest degree ten in long, and thick as her wrist. He unbuttoned his uniform shirt and slipped it off. `` Do n't want to get any of your juice on my clean shirt, now do I ? '' She could see through his T. H. White singlet that he had a nice build. Why would someone stamping ground 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 recent 20 's as well. Surely he did n't have bother getting women.
She started backing away, her fear growing with every throb of his midst turncock. There was no way that would fit in her. She had problem inserting tampons, for heaven 's sake. She forgot about her shorts around her ankles, and before she had made it 3 feet she tripped and landed on her back. Grinning lasciviously, he moved closer and closer. He laid his hand on the hoodlum of her car. `` Boy, that sure as shooting is hot. It 's gon na bite your pretty skin when I lay you on it. '' He picked her up effortlessly, his dick swinging as he walked. She felt it rubbing against her ass as he carried her, bumping against her with every step. He started to lay her on the hood, and as her leg touched the hot metal she screamed. He set her down for a instant, reached in her car and popped the trunk. Digging around, he found the parking brake blanket her dad insisted she keep in there. Bringing it back around he spread it on the tough. `` Do n't want you wriggling around and getting my putz burned, darlin'. '' He once again grabbed her up, and laid her spread eagle on the hoodlum. He pulled a knife from his pocket and swiftly cut her pantie at both hips. He tugged them from under her ass, and put them briefly to his olfactory organ and grinned before stuffing them in his pocket. She now lay completely exposed, and tried to sweep her legs and hide her most intimate parts from his view.
Grabbing her ankles, he tugged her towards the bound of the car, uncrossing her pegleg as he pulled. Her lower brim separated, creating a pouty slash that dripped onto the cover underneath. A tangle of red gyre at the top made her pussy smell like it was on fire. And it felt like it was. Shelby did n't read why, because she did n't want him to touch her. But when he did, it throbbed deep inside her. He leaned over her, his thick monster rubbing around her feet, and put his face right into the riot of scroll at the junction of her thigh. His tongue snaked out, and slipped through the plump lips to sample a taste of her now free-flowing juice. `` Mmmmm, delightful. You want this just as bad as I do. '' She shook her nous, denying it, even as her leg edged wider apart. His tongue continued to torment her hot flesh, finding her button at the top of her snatch. When he licked his tongue over her button, she bucked and came up off the tough.
'' Oh my God. Please. '' `` delight what ? Beg me. You know you want to. '' Her bust began anew. `` No, please stop. I, I do n't want this. You have to let me go. '' Even as she said the tidings, her organic structure betrayed her with an electric car tingle down her spine, straight into her oozing pussy. His teeth clamped down on her niggling nub, biting her, not excruciatingly painful but plenty to ready her cry out. `` I said beg me, bitch. Tell me you want it. '' He continued to prod her pussy with his spit snaking it around and around, occasionally stabbing it into her soaked mess. He used the finger's breadth on one bridge player to rub her tits, pinching and kneading them, keeping the other helping 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 powerful, and consumed her body. He knew she was getting close to cumming, he could tell by her external respiration and the little racket she was making deep in her throat.
He removed his mouth from her kitty, knowing she was ready for him to chock up all ten column inch as deep as he could in her drip cunt. She raised her head off the toughie, 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, have a go at it how dependable it would palpate wrapped around his dick. He stuck two finger in her hole, and encountered 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 hood, ass in the air. Positioning his cock at the entrance of her sopping pussy, he pushed. Oh my God, how cockeyed she was. It felt like he was pushing into a vise. He paused, just the pass inside. `` I know you 're ready to cum. Beg me to sleep together you and establish you feel good. Convince me that you want it and I 'll be conciliate. This beast I 've got can feel oh so good-or not. '' He thrust his hips forward an inch, cramming even to a greater extent of his monolithic gist inside. Shelby winced in pain in the neck, afraid of how tumid he was.
'' Please, '' she said haltingly, `` do n't hurt me. '' `` wrong answer. '' He slammed his hip towards her, tearing through her hymen. She screamed in pain. Again and again he thrust his pelvis against her ass, pistoning himself and and out, over and over. The time 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 finally hours, his roughshod taking of her tender flesh. Her dead body stretched to accomodate his thickness, and in time the nuisance lessened to the distributor point where it was at least bearable, if not exactly comfortable. Would it ever end ? It did n't seem like he was anywhere close to stopping at this point.
After almost 15 minutes of hard fucking her excruciatingly tight snatch, he noticed her rosehip starting to motivate of their own pact, coming back to conform to his thrusts. Her shit had quieted as well. He slammed even harder into her. This bitch did n't merit to occur. She did n't beg him as he requested. blaze, he 'd even licked her pussycat to get her ready for him. She was damn well going to recall who had been there, think it for weeks if he had anything to say about it. Her cunt muddle dripped steadily down her stage, making squishy sounds as he plundered her profundity. He could sense insistency building in his own glob, knew that he had only moment before he exploded and coated her insides with his midst cum.
Shelby 's mind raced with mentation. Was she deranged ? Why was she thrusting backwards at him ? He was hurting her-and she was ENJOYING it. The intellection 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 restraint, her pussy on fire and needing exit. She knew something was building inside her, something monolithic. His turncock brutalized her over and over, and as he pulled backwards, her puss tried to suck him back in, reveling in the anguish 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 social movement of him.
An idea had just occured to him. Instead of filling her dripping twat with his ropes of cum, he should make stunt woman sure she knew he 'd been there. She had another pickle, winking at him in the waning sun. He leaned over her, took his long finger's breadth and scooped up some of the voluminous quantity of succus pouring from between her thighs, pink tinged from her lost virginity, and rubbed it into her pale brown sphincter. Not realizing his intentions, she pushed backwards, missing the feel of his cock. His long fingerbreadth massaged the inside of her ca-ca hole, spreading the moisture she had made. He shoved his cock back into her cunt to get it near and slimy, then once again pulled it out and with one hard and immobile question shoved three fourth part of it into her prat sloping trough. Her scream let him know it hurt, and good. It was practically hurting his dick, squeezed as it was. Damn. She was one hot piece of ass. He had n't felt anything this good in almost 10 years, not since he took his high school girlfriend 's cherry.
He grunted and shoved and finally managed to get almost all ten inches inside her rectum. She could feel her ass combustion and stretch, trying to relieve his way in. He was barely moving, just an in or two back and Forth River, see-sawing her newly breached muddle. His pre-cum lubed the path, and his movements got more and more erratic, his breathing hitched and he knew he was extremely close to cumming. Her body lay rickety under his, not enjoying this new intrusion as much as the late. He decided to take pity on her, and as his thick pipe jammed in and out of her ass, he reached around her and flicked her little bud, renewing her need to cum with urgency. The veins on his cervix stood out, and his pelvis slammed forward again and again, seconds from filling her with his hot come. She cried out and went limp as a massive orgasm overtook her, her body shaking so tough she almost fell off the car hoodlum. This was all he needed and he exploded inside her, coating her Aspinwall with thick white goo. He pulled her hips against his as he finished emptying into her bowels.
Shelby panted into the blanket over the bonnet of her car. What the nooky ? He 'd just fucked her in both the pussy and the ass, and she 'd actually orgasmed from it. She 'd never even managed to make herself cum when she 'd tried and actually thought maybe she was unable to. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, sending piffling frissions of pleasure up her spikelet each time it jumped. He softened and pulled out. `` See there, that was n't so bad now was it ? I think someone even liked it. Liked it a lot. '' Ashamed of herself, Shelby just bowed her head. He used the corner of the cover to wipe his tool clean and jerk before returning it to his drawers. `` Now, I 've got your reference from your collection plate. I know where you live. If you fuck with me, and try to turn me in for this, I 'll make your life-time sin. Besides, you wanted it. You practically asked me for it, dripping your bitch juice all over the post. '' 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 shivering whispering `` Please, do n't leave yet. '' The last thing she remembered before her oculus closed was the sound of his car driving away and the sun sinking below the horizon.

To be continued ...