She found Jackson dancing with another woman who was dressed in a neon yellow fishnet shirt over a white bra and blank denim cut-offs ; grinding against her ass. She felt no pang of jealousy - it would be absurd given the circumstance - but she was slightly annoyed that he didn't seem at all bothered by her prolonged absence. The adult female, dressed in a fishnet shirt over a white bra, looked Tegan up and down, seemingly amused by her dishevelled state.

"How'd you go ?"Thomas Jackson enquired, not skipping a musical rhythm in his dance.

Tegan briefly flashed four finger and Jackson nodded appreciatively, apparently impressed.

"Well you know where to find me when you're done."

"I need another drink."Tegan said.

"So go get one."

"I don't have my card on me."

"That didn't seem to be a job before."Jackson said.

Tegan rolled her eyes with a sigh and wondered if this was him sticking to the spirit of the challenge or just being an arsehole. Maybe he believed this was some variety of secret plan he could vanquish her at. At this point she felt like kneeling on a public privy floor letting a complete stranger cum on her tits was about her lowest decimal point, so if Jackson wanted to try out the boundary of her depravity she was going to exhibit him what he was capable of. If that only made him want her more, all the more power she would have over him when she walked out of his life again on Sunday night.

She turned and merged with the other dances, deciding to vent some energy by putting on some motility while gradually migrating across the floor. She caught a few coup d'oeil from guys, she guessed likely because her tit were clearly visible through her shirt even in the dim lighting, but while she stayed on the move no one tried to intercept or dance with her. She circled by one of the prevention to grab a thankfully complimentary bottle of piddle and kept moving until found herself in a relatively quietly corner of the storage warehouse behind the DJ booth, behind a bank of speaker system. At start she took it for a form of chill-out space where mass who had gone too hard could get some hiatus from the pumping euphony, and there were certainly a couple of exhausted looking raver nearby slumped against the bulwark cradling bottles of electrolyte crapulence, but there were also a span of guys dressed in total darkness slacks and t-shirts leaning against an equipment crate enjoying a smoke, so she assumed they were roadies or chucker-out on faulting. She took a swig of water system and wandered over to them.

"Restricted area."One of the hombre said, holding up a mitt to discourage her any advance. He was muscular with a shaved nous and a neat black goatee but he wasn't displaying a surety license. Tegan's appraisal pivoted to roadie rather than security.

"I'm not rolling or anything, I just wanted a bit of space. Can I chill over here for a bit ?"she put on an air of playful innocence, which in contrast with her garb, which she was certain wasn't fooling anyone.

The man sighed and shrugged, deciding it wasn't worth an argument and went back to leaning on his crate.

"Just don't fuck with any of the equipment."

"Sure."Tegan approached the crate and set down her water bottle, making a show of adjusting her hair, tightening up her slightly dishevelled pigtails. The movement of her shoulders made her thorax jiggle under her shirt, which she hoped would capture their tending. It did.

"Can I bum a weed ?"

"Sorry, if I gave one out to everyone who asked…"he trailed off, a liberal sack indicating the inconvenience, how many fourth dimension a nighttime he probably gets asked, the rising exorbitant monetary value of cigarettes.

"I'll appearance you my pussy."Tegan said bluntly, cutting through the bullshit.

The man paused for a moment then shrugged.

"Alright."

Tegan lifted up the hem of her doll at the forepart, giving him a glance of her neatly sculpted pubic mound and hairless sassing, then dropped it back down after a few seconds.

"That's worth a cig I guess."He chuckled, offering her his spread pack. She took one then accepted a light, leaning on the crateful with them as she took a drag.

"So, you guys on break ?"Tegan asked, making casual conversation.

"sorting of. We've got jack shit to do until we start tearing down in the morning."

Feeling like she'd hit a conversational dead end Tegan turned slightly to await out at the crew while she took a moment to remember. She hadn't fully intended it when she came over here but it did not hightail it her that there were two of them, apparently with some free metre, and she had two condom left in the adulteress kit capital of Mississippi had bestowed upon her. She had lost sensory faculty of clock time but doubted it was lots past two A.M. She still had respective hours left to complete Glenda Jackson's challenge, but an chance was an opportunity. She took another drag and turned back to her new acquaintances.

"So you're not busy then ?"

The endorse guy glanced at his watch.

"Not for a couple hours. Got ta hang around here and keep an eye on the geartrain, though."

"Wan na make out ?"Tegan asked, trying to sound as casual as she had asking for a cigarette. No sense beating around the bush.

The guys exchanged a glance.

"You senior high school ?"The shaved headway guy asked.

Tegan circled around the crate, putting it between her and the crowd as she finished her cigarette and dropped it on the bare concrete, crushing it out with her boot.

"Nope. Only had one drunkenness tonight too, if that helps."She hoisted herself up onto the crateful, Parting her thighs invitingly. The approximation of letting them have her thirty base from the raver seemed like a unequaled thrill. The instant guy seemed like the more penetrative of the two and began to circle around in strawman of her, placing a bridge player on her knee.

"You like it rough, niggling girl ?"he gripped one of her pigtails and yanked her question back as he ground his crotch into her ass. She felt her snatch twinge in response and let out an involuntary moan."I think she does."

Tegan fumbled in her pack and pulled out one of the condoms.

"Oh, she came prepared."The man rolled her wench up over has ass leaving her exposed from the waistline down and unclipped her hind end pack letting it tumble to the floor under her. She heard him unzip and felt his cock rubbing against her pubes as he used the touch of her bare skin to get himself hard, letting go of her hair and groping her boob through her shirt. Meanwhile Tegan glances back to see if anyone was nearby and paying attention to them, and if they were, it wasn't obvious. She heard the bundle split and the man stopped groping her to utilise the rubber before using his ovolo to open her and button himself in.

Tegan shivered as his hammer entered her, sliding into her slimy hollow with ease. As the fifth man to move into her in the death dyad of minute she was more than primed to go and the thrill of being noticed, being fucked in public, was driving her crazy. She lurched forward trying to stifle her groan as he slammed his tool into her and wrapped his fingers around her pharynx, giving her a docile squeeze.

"You're a dirty small slut, aren't ya ?"He drew back and slammed into her again, forcing another strangled moan of pleasance from her. It occurred to her, not for the inaugural time that offering herself to unvetted alien could be dangerous, but it seemed like if a man posed a threat to her it would be because he wanted to rape her - and she was already giving him her body willingly. So she let herself enjoy the shameful pleasance of being used near a crowd of people and give up restraint as the man took her by her slim waist and began to hump her with abandon, his girthy pith stretching her twat as he pounded her. A life history of lugging heavy equipment had given him muscles and stamina and he was using both to punish her for the notional crime of being costless with her eubstance, and she stopped bothering to smother her outcry of pleasure as she submitted to him. It didn't seem to make any dispute, the wall of bass-laden electronic music on the dancefloor was enough to ascertain her stochasticity never reached the ravers. The plane head teacher guy had pulled up her shirt to fully expose her bare knocker and was tweaking one of her pap as his friend fucked her, his former hand idly groping his turncock through his trouser as he patiently waited his turn.

Above the music Tegan could hear the laboured grunting of the man's exertion and it seemed he was close to finishing, and so was she. Her breathy moan reached a crescendo and she let out one last plaintitive cry as she orgasmed and her clenching brawniness was enough to compel the man to fall in her, his throbbing prong buried to the hilt in her well used tunnel.

She lay sprawled across the crate catching her breath as the man withdrew from her with a satisfied grunt and the shaved chief guy knelt to pick up her fanny large number. She noticed he had already collected the condom from it and was inquisitively inspecting the other contents. She experienced a bit of alarm as she realised he would have discovered the empty wrappers and sachets of lube.

"Hey…"she said weakly.

"bit her over."Shaved head guy said and his supporter complied, taking her by the berm and flipping her easily, pinning her with hands on her back and one arm to keep her in billet as she tried to move. He tossed the pack down following to her as he moved around behind her and knack over her.

"You've been genuine busy tonight. You think I don't know why you have this ?"he said, holding the sachet in front of her face.

"That's not… for that."She protested, not willing to say it out loud. It wasn't as though she was a stranger to it but she didn't know these men, and their lack of answerability if something happened to her was suddenly a much realer concern.

"Sure."He acknowledged sarcastically. She felt him dig his thumb into her asscheeks, spreading her wide, exposing her. She knew he'd have an intimate view of her juicy, well-fucked pussy and her footling nates hole.

"wellspring damn, this looks gracious and fresh."

"Man, if I'd known that was an option…"the second guy said, with an air of bitterness jealousy.

"come on guys… haven't I shown you a overnice clip ?"Tegan reasoned.

"Uh huh."Shaved head guy tore overt the sachet and drizzled some lubricating substance on her asshole. The coolness made her wince and the guy holding her down applied a little Thomas More pressure, sending a clear message she wasn't going anywhere. She felt press as shaved oral sex probed with a finger, pushing the tip inside and spreading the lubricator around.

"Fuckin'nice."He commented.

Tegan tried to twist her promontory to look towards the crowd, wondering if anyone would see this happening and do anything about it. She supposed the betting odds of that hadn't really increased in the last few minutes. She trembled a little as he sank his digit deeper into her and began to strike it back and forth.

"I think she likes it."The second guy quipped. Tegan didn't fuss to react. She knew it was going to materialise now and while she hadn't expected it, maybe she should take. Maybe she deserved it. And now that the decisiveness had been made, she realised she wanted it. Not for the number 1 time she wondered if she really was just built to be used as fuckmeat and all she needed was a piddling push to lean into it instead of resisting.

She felt shaved head place his handwriting up against her butt and the latex-encased pass of his cock probing at her back door. She realised he was using his fist to make a tunnel to channelise himself to her to hold on from sliding off the blind drunk opening - no amateur, this one. After a duad of tryout pushes he pushed forward and she felt herself give up for him, several column inch of him forced inside. She let out a jump cry, her feet clenching as he continued to push forward, slowly inching forward until crotch was pressed against her.

"piece of ass yeah."The man grunted as he began to move. He felt fatheaded, but it was always hard to gauge as every cock felt a lot grown when it was in her ass. She pinched her lips and squeezed her eyes shut as she reamed her with steady strokes, feeling her mingy ringing thrust and pull, gripping him as he sodomised her. He snaked a hand under her trying to grope at her chest and she felt the cloth of her shirt rip as he recklessly pawed at her body.

After a couple of minute of arc of relentless penetration she found herself more able to relax, and while she initially resented that he had decided to withdraw her anally without her express invitation she couldn't deny that the fact she'd lost control of the situation was thrilling and she wanted more.

"nooky me."She urged. It was a loud whisper, barely audible over the background thrum of the euphony and she wasn't sure if he even heard her, but he began to fuck her faster, maybe by coincidence.

"Fuck."She uttered again as her anus clenched, a small spasm of decrepit resistivity as he rammed himself all the way up inside her over and over. In her experience when a man wanted to cum using her asshole he'd use short, shallow shot to focus the tightest brawniness on the sore oral sex of his peter but this guy seemed to require to blackguard her little fix, running up as much milage as possible. She realised that the man holding her down had moved position to he was in strawman of her holding her shoulders, and his half-erect rooster was positioned in front of her, still steamy with his own punk after removing the condom, and he was moving his coxa to brush it against her face, trying to coax her to open her mouth.

Without thinking about it she parted her sass to swallow his bare turncock in her lip, tasting his germinal rest and he was quick to strike vantage of her compliance, pushing himself to the back of her throat. With her head tilted back it was casual to admit him all the way in and he quickly grew in her soft mouth, which he began to slowly fuck.

Another minute passed and it seemed that shaved head was set up to complete and after a few short quick shot he pushed inside one last clip and she let out a tone down cry as she felt his throbbing rod unload itself.

He slowly pulled out once he was done and her yap tingled with the impression of vanity as the man in straw man of her withdrew from her mouth and he started to circle around behind her.

"waiting, don't."Tegan said, trying to push herself up, but shaved header guy shoved her back down. Guy two was obviously up for round two and wanted to take a turn in her ass, but she was out of safe. While she had eventually stopped resisting, she wasn't about to let him bareback her.

"I have my own protection. As if I'd take any risks with some little gutterslut."

Tegan took some calming breaths as she felt him apply some sweet lube to her whoreson and labor his wrapped prong inside her pinnace hole with relief. Shaved principal had done a solid job of opening her up and he was able to start up fucking her with the repose of a gifted porno champion. underworld, with the exclusion of there being no tv camera, maybe she was at this point.

She lay there and took it, shaved head guy merely resting his hand on her unresisting back as his friend smashed in her back door. At one distributor point she saw a couple of raver accidentally wander into the orbit but when they saw her getting fucked they lingered for a minute then wandered away without doing or saying anything. Not that she really cared anyway - either about anyone intervening or seeing her like this. After a few instant she felt him pull out and she supposed he must induce removed his condom and finished himself with his mitt because she felt a spattering of hot mettle hit her right asscheek and begin to dribble down the back of her thigh.

At first she didn't move, it didn't really click with her at first that it was actually all over until the men stood in front man of her and shaved drumhead patted her gently on the cheek.

"You awake ?"

Tegan gently pushed herself off the crateful and pulled her skirt down to cover herself again not caring about the jizz on her butt. She started to unbend her shirt and realised it was displume, her left tit completely exposed by a rip in the material. She sighed and looked up at the roadies.

"Are we done here ?"she enquired, somewhat coldly as she gathered up the unused lube sachets and the prophylactic wrappers into her nates pack and clipped it back around her waist.

"Sure, sweetie."The irregular guy said with a smirk."You feel free to come witness me any time."



Tegan walked unsteadily on her heeled boots, walking awkwardly because she was aching below the waist, checking her chick was straightened again as she moved out from behind the loudspeaker bulwark back into the main warehouse field to find Jackson. She headed back across the floor back to where he'd go seen her dancing with the other girl and ran into them halfway - he was still with her.

"There you are !"he shouted over the euphony."Been looking all over for you."

"Sure."Tegan said derisively as Michael Joe Jackson looked her up and down, seeing she was increasingly dishevelled since he'd last seen her. The early girlfriend was hanging off Jackson almost possessively.

"You ready to go ?"he was asking if she'd completed her challenge. Tegan held up seven fingers. She was counting the fact one guy had fucked her twice, she had the exploited wrappers to prove it. Old Hickory looked confused for a moment then shrugged.

"Candy is coming home with us."Jesse Jackson said indicating the adult female side by side to him. So Tegan's night was apparently far from over .