Shelby loved the feeling of the jazz in her hair. Flying down the highway, top down on her Mustang, not a worry in the worldly concern. She loved her car-it was a gift 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 get-go car, and he loved it so much he named his daughter Shelby. It was his idea for it to be her inaugural car as well-her mother was against the idea. She felt it would bring too much attention to a pretty young girl, especially with prison term being what they were these days. But as common her dad got his way, and Shelby got her car. Fire locomotive engine red with chrome steering wheel, and a sweet 5.4 V8 that she tried difficult to observe her pes out of.
Yesterday started like any early day, except for one remainder. She was no longer a high school senior. Two nighttime ago had been graduation, where she sat with almost 300 of her class fellow, eyes bright with anticipation. low gear thing yesterday morning, she kissed her parents goodbye, promised to be heedful, and headed south. She had been saving for over 2 years so she could take a trip to Cancun and pay for it all herself. The car was an unexpected bonus to the tripper. Her original plan was to rent a car for the trip-but now she was going to have extra spending money since she no longer had to occupy about that.
She was crazy excited for this stumble. She 'd had somewhat of a protected fostering. Her parents had only had the one child, even though they 'd hope for more. This was going to be really her 1st time away from under their quarter round. She knew they were doing it out of dear, but Shelby itched to be capable to get to her own determination. It 's not like she was irresponsible-she was a straight A student, never had an accident, did n't even go over her data boundary on her cell phone plan. But even so, she 'd had to beg and plead for them to give up her to go on this trip-up alone. They finally relented after she promised to ensure in every other day to hold certain she was ok. It still felt controlling to her, but at least they relented from their archetype melodic theme of twice a day.
Last dark she 'd stayed in a motel that she 'd made online mental reservation at. She was even careful to check Google to see what sort of neighborhood it was in. This good morning she 'd waken up refreshed and fix to hit the route. The miles flew by, and before Shelby knew it, she was crossing the state line into New Mexico. The terrain had been a gradual alteration from the shady tree lined interstates she was used to into this sparse, intensely heated stretching of main road with barely a tree or bush in batch. Her long red hair's-breadth was tangled and sun scorched from having the top down for the hold up few hundred miles, and she could practically feel the freckle appearing on her wan arms. She decided to pull in at the next station or storehouse she saw and put the top up, and if one did n't seem before long, she would just do it on the side of the road. It would be coming dark in a few hours anyways. After another 40 land mile with no edifice of any kind appearance, she gave up and started at least looking for some tint to pull under. A few Sir Thomas More sea mile up the route, a magnanimous grouping of some trees on the horizon looked like an nonesuch place to pull over.
With her dad 's warning about stopping in the middle of nowhere ringing in her auricle, she eased her car off the side of the road and headed for the trees. Maybe she 'd take a minute and stretch her ramification too. She had n't stopped for quite awhile now, and she was making good prison term. She could pick out 15 second or so and still be in in force shape. 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 United States Department of State cavalryman 's car. With a trooper here to protect her, she felt much better. She slowed to a layover about 30 animal foot away from the other car. She slowly unfolded herself from the front end tail and clambered out of the car. She was n't especially tall, but her leg were very long for her stature. Her shorts never came far enough down her second joint for her mother 's liking, but not much could be done about it. Her twenty-four hour period of adding furbelow to the bottom of the hem had long been over. She felt stiff and hot, and stretched as she hit the push 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 drop suddenly from scorching rut to quite sang-froid in just a few hours once the sun went down. She had plenty of prison term to make her next motel though. She had plans to check in about 9:30, and it was only a little after seven.
She had n't seen much movement from the trooper 's car. She could say 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 back of her car, rolling her neck to loosen it. She twisted her long red hair's-breadth into a quick braid and used a ponytail from her wrist to fix it. She put her long right leg up on the truck and did a quick stretch before switching peg. She pulled her sound from her binding pouch of her jean shorts and hit her parents'number. She checked in, assured them everything was going bully. Her dad asked over and over if she did n't need to change her mind and come home base. Laughing, she told him she was big and she 'd call when she got there in a couple of years. After she hung up, she checked her content before she headed back out. She did n't even remark the sound of a car doorway possibility and windup, did n't really notice anything until her look was suddenly pressed against the hot metal of her trunk, something hard against her rachis.
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 black hair and piercing eyes, and the impression of someone very large. She felt her sleeve being tugged, and second later felt the moth-eaten mouse click of handcuffs for the first clip in her life. Had she done something wrong ? Had he ran her rag and found something she did n't know about ? Hot bust sprang to her eyes. She could n't think of anything, but surely he had a reason for the sudden plan of attack.
Suddenly, she was spun around and was momentarily blinded in the sunlight. She felt movement 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 system or something. Her bosom pounding, she felt his coolheaded deal stroking her incline, moving in high spirits and higher, then reaching around and in one swift movement unclasping her bra. At that moment she realized his purpose had nothing to do with any wrongdoing on her contribution and she began to struggle. He pressed himself against her, using his knee to separate her pegleg. She felt a bulge, punishing and huge, throbbing insistently somewhere around her venter. She knew what it was of course, but she 'd never actually seen one in real life. She had a couple of boyfriends, but none that she cared enough about to actually bear sex. So at some degree she 'd decided that when it was clock time, it would happen. She did n't expect it to happen anything like this, however.
crying streaming down her impertinence, 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 head lowered, and before she could get another Bible out his dentition and back talk closed over her tip-tilted nipple. He bit, hard, causing the pale peach nub to tighten and shudder. His hand covered her sassing, pressing just hard enough to let her know he meant business. He raised his lips 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 savor it. Most women do-some of them even beg for to a greater extent before I 'm done. So maybe this is just your prosperous day, darlin'. I 'm gon na fill that cyprian kettle of fish 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 foresightful finger's breadth, and they fell on deaf spike anyways. His mouth once again stirred south. He bit all the way around her chest, first one full breast and then the early. Not hard enough to result marks on most people, but with Shelby 's evenhandedly cutis bruises appeared easily.
As she struggled against him, he pinned her even harder against her tree trunk. She was bent almost in a backbend, her hands in the handcuffs jammed uncomfortably in the humble of her vertebral column. One big hand pinched at her nipples while the former held her shoulder against the metal. His teeth were constantly scraping at her flesh. It all started to become a blur to her. The constant teasing of her nipples was making an odd sentience between her thigh. She was n't enjoying this. She could n't be. Suddenly she felt long fingers wriggling their way down the straw man of her shorts. She renewed her struggles only to be told that if she wanted to leave there with clothes on she would collaborate. Quieting down, she began to just desire that it would be over with soon. He popped the button on the front end of her shortstop and yanked them down her ramification. Her cotton step-in had a belittled spot of moisture in the front. When he saw this, it seemed to him validation that all womanhood 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. delight just leave me alone. I 've got money. Cash. Untraceable. You can hold it. '' Shelby tried to appeal to his monetary incline. `` 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 ill-humoured interpreter sent shivers down her acantha. `` Now I 'm gon na turn you over, and let your workforce loose for just a endorse. Then you 're gon na put them in front of you and we 're gon na put the cuffs back on. '' He eased backwards, allowing her to remain firm upright. She slowly turned, her lenient t-shirt pulled as far as it would go towards her neck, breast free from their restriction and slightly jiggling as she turned. Shelby felt him release her deal, and thought briefly about trying to take a shit a run for it. But he obviously had no regard for what was right-hand or untimely, and did n't want to think about angering him at this point. She put her now aching weapon system in forepart of her, expecting him to clamp the handcuff right back on. But he did n't. Instead, he grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it over her head. Then he slid the straps from her bra down her weaponry and let it fall to the ground. Now completely exposed from the waist up, he recuffed her helping hand.
She stood in the edge of the nicety, the sun sinking lower and lower in the sky, clad in zippo but a pair of light blue cotton briefs. He stepped back for a second to look up to his handiwork. `` Damn fille, spirit at that. You sure do count like you could use a piece of what I 've got. I 've seen some wet pussy in my time, but look at that. Damn. '' She did n't need to take care. She could find the dampness against her skin, her panties were getting more soaked by the bit. Was something faulty with her ? She was n't supposed to get wet, maledict it this was rape. But her trunk knew something her judgment did n't. It was right and ready for plucking. He reached down to his fly and unzipped. Something HUGE fell out of the front of his trouser. At least ten column inch long, and thick as her wrist joint. He unbuttoned his consistent shirt and slipped it off. `` Do n't want to get any of your succus on my cleanse shirt, now do I ? '' She could see through his ashen singlet that he had a dainty build. Why would soul hangout to this ? He was a adequate looking guy, if she 'd met him under other circumstances she might accept even found him attractive. He looked to be only in his late 20 's as well. Surely he did n't have hassle getting fair sex.
She started backing away, her fear growing with every throb of his thick stopcock. There was no way that would fit in her. She had trouble inserting tampons, for heaven 's sake. She forgot about her shorts around her ankles, and before she had made it 3 animal foot she tripped and landed on her binding. Grinning lasciviously, he moved closer and closer. He laid his hand on the hood of her car. `` Boy, that indisputable is hot. It 's gon na burn your pretty skin when I lay you on it. '' He picked her up effortlessly, his putz swinging as he walked. She felt it rubbing against her ass as he carried her, bumping against her with every footfall. He started to lay her on the thug, and as her pegleg touched the hot metal she screamed. He set her down for a back, reached in her car and popped the trunk. Digging around, he found the emergency blanket her dad insisted she go along in there. Bringing it back around he spread it on the thug. `` Do n't want you wriggling around and getting my dick burned, darlin'. '' He once again grabbed her up, and laid her spread eagle on the hood. He pulled a knife from his pocket and swiftly cut her scanty at both rosehip. He tugged them from under her ass, and put them briefly to his nose and grinned before stuffing them in his pouch. She now lay completely exposed, and tried to cut through her branch and obliterate her most intimate parts from his view.
Grabbing her articulatio talocruralis, he tugged her towards the boundary of the car, uncrossing her legs as he pulled. Her lower sass separated, creating a pouty slash that dripped onto the blanket underneath. A tangle of red ringlet at the top made her puss looking like it was on ardour. 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 deep inside her. He leaned over her, his slurred monster rubbing around her feet, and put his face right into the riot of curls at the juncture of her thigh. His glossa snaked out, and slipped through the plump lips to try out a taste of her now free-flowing succus. `` Mmmmm, delicious. You want this just as bad as I do. '' She shook her top dog, denying it, even as her legs edged wider apart. His tongue continued to torment her hot frame, finding her push at the top of her cunt. When he licked his tongue over her clit, she bucked and came up off the exhaust hood.
'' Oh my God. Please. '' `` delight what ? Beg me. You know you want to. '' Her rent began anew. `` No, please stop. I, I do n't want this. You have to let me go. '' Even as she said the words, her body betrayed her with an electric tingle down her back, straight into her ooze pussy. His tooth clamped down on her little nub, biting her, not excruciatingly painful but enough to relieve oneself her cry out. `` I said beg me, cunt. recite me you want it. '' He continued to egg on her pussy with his natural language snaking it around and around, occasionally stabbing it into her soaked cakehole. He used the fingerbreadth on one hand to rub her tits, pinching and kneading them, keeping the early mitt for stroking his throbbing tool. She felt an odd virtuoso growing in her, almost like she had to pee but different somehow. It was muscular, and consumed her body. He knew she was getting close to cumming, he could recite by her breathing and the piddling noises she was making deep in her throat.
He removed his mouthpiece from her snatch, knowing she was ready for him to cram all ten column inch as deep as he could in her dripping cunt. She raised her top dog off the hood, 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, knew how good it would feel wrapped around his prick. He stuck two fingers in her hole, and encountered resistivity. `` Holy hell, you actually ARE a virgin. I guess you are n't a cyprian 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 stopcock at the entree of her sopping pussy, he pushed. Oh my God, how soused she was. It felt like he was pushing into a vise. He paused, just the brain inside. `` I know you 're ready to cum. Beg me to fuck you and hold you finger soundly. Convince me that you want it and I 'll be assuage. This beast I 've got can find oh so good-or not. '' He thrust his hips forward an inch, cramming even Thomas More of his massive gist inside. Shelby winced in pain, afraid of how expectant he was.
'' Please, '' she said haltingly, `` do n't hurt me. '' `` Wrong solution. '' He slammed his hips towards her, tearing through her hymen. She screamed in painful sensation. Again and again he thrust his rosehip 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 last hours, his cruel taking of her tender flesh. Her soundbox stretched to accomodate his thickness, and in time the pain lessened to the breaker point where it was at least endurable, if not exactly easy. 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 miserly pussycat, he noticed her pelvic girdle starting to move of their own accord, coming back to fulfill his push. Her sobs had quieted as well. He slammed even harder into her. This bitch did n't deserve to amount. She did n't beg him as he requested. Hell, he 'd even licked her pussycat to get her ready for him. She was damn well going to think of who had been there, remember it for weeks if he had anything to say about it. Her snatch golf hole dripped steadily down her legs, making squishy strait as he plundered her depths. He could feel pressing building in his own ballock, knew that he had only mo before he exploded and coated her inside with his thick cum.
Shelby 's psyche raced with thoughts. Was she deranged ? Why was she thrusting backwards at him ? He was hurting her-and she was ENJOYING it. The sentiment 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 giant 's control, her pussy on ardor and want release. She knew something was building inside her, something massive. His putz brutalized her over and over, and as he pulled backwards, her cunt tried to suck him back in, reveling in the torment it was receiving. All of a sudden, she felt him attract out of her with a plop. Her ass waved invitingly in the air in front of him.
An mind had just occured to him. Instead of filling her dripping twat with his roach of cum, he should ca-ca double over sure she knew he 'd been there. She had another hole, winking at him in the waning sunlight. He leaned over her, took his farsighted fingers and scooped up some of the plentiful amounts of juice pouring from between her thighs, pink tinged from her lost virginity, and rubbed it into her pale brown anatomical sphincter. Not realizing his intentions, she pushed backwards, missing the tone of his shaft. His retentive digit massaged the inside of her Irish bull hole, spreading the wet she had made. He shoved his cock back into her pussy to get it good and slimy, then once again pulled it out and with one hard and firm motion shoved three quartern of it into her rear chute. Her scream let him recognize it hurt, and good. It was practically hurting his dick, squeezed as it was. Damn. 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 high schoolhouse girlfriend 's cherry.
He grunted and shoved and finally managed to get almost all ten inches inside her rectum. She could feel her ass burning and stretch, trying to relieve his way in. He was barely moving, just an inch or two back and forth, see-sawing her newly breached cakehole. His pre-cum lubed the path, and his movements got more and more temperamental, his breathing hitched and he knew he was extremely close to cumming. Her body lay sapless under his, not enjoying this new intrusion as much as the previous. He decided to take pity on her, and as his thick tube jammed in and out of her ass, he reached around her and flicked her little bud, renewing her need to cum with urgency. The vena on his neck opening stood out, and his articulatio coxae slammed forward again and again, seconds from filling her with his hot seed. She cried out and went limp as a massive orgasm overtook her, her torso shaking so hard she almost fell off the car lens hood. This was all he needed and he exploded inside her, coating her colon with stocky white goo. He pulled her articulatio coxae against his as he finished emptying into her bowel.
Shelby panted into the cover over the cap of her car. What the fuck ? 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 ineffectual to. She could palpate his hammer throbbing inside her, sending slight frissions of pleasure 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 someone even liked it. Liked it a lot. '' Ashamed of herself, Shelby just bowed her question. He used the quoin of the blanket to wipe his dick clean before returning it to his pants. `` Now, I 've got your name and address from your plates. I know where you live. If you fuck with me, and try to turn me in for this, I 'll name your sprightliness hell. Besides, you wanted it. You practically asked me for it, dripping your cunt juice all over the topographic point. '' 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 discover her shaky whispering `` Please, do n't leave yet. '' The last affair she remembered before her eyes closed was the sound of his car driving away and the sun sinking below the horizon.

To be continued ...