Shelby loved the feeling of the wind in her hair's-breadth. Flying down the highway, top down on her Mustang, not a vexation in the world. She loved her car-it was a gift from her parents for her 18th birthday a few months 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 estimate for it to be her first car as well-her female parent was against the idea. She felt it would bring too much care to a pretty young girl, especially with times being what they were these days. But as usual her dad got his way, and Shelby got her car. flaming engine red with chrome wheels, and a sweet 5.4 V8 that she tried tough to keep her foot out of.
Yesterday started like any former day, except for one divergence. She was no longer a senior high school school elder. Two night ago had been commencement exercise, where she sat with almost 300 of her schoolmate, eyes bright with anticipation. First thing yesterday morning, she kissed her parents goodbye, promised to be heedful, and headed Confederate States. She had been saving for over 2 geezerhood so she could take a misstep to Cancun and pay for it all herself. The car was an unexpected fillip to the stumble. Her original design was to hire a car for the trip-but now she was going to have extra spending money since she no longer had to worry about that.
She was weirdo excited for this head trip. She 'd had somewhat of a protected bringing up. Her parents had only had the one baby, even though they 'd hop-skip for more. This was going to be really her number 1 clock time away from under their pollex. She knew they were doing it out of love, but Shelby itched to be able to make her own conclusion. It 's not like she was irresponsible-she was a straight person A student, never had an stroke, did n't even go over her data limit on her cubicle speech sound plan. But even so, she 'd had to beg and plead for them to allow her to go on this tripper alone. They finally relented after she promised to match in every other day to make sure she was ok. It still felt controlling to her, but at least they relented from their master estimation of twice a day.
concluding Night she 'd stayed in a motel that she 'd made online reservation at. She was even careful to fit Google to see what kind of region it was in. This morning she 'd arouse up refreshed and cook to hit the route. The miles flew by, and before Shelby knew it, she was crossing the state demarcation 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 stretchability of highway with barely a Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree or bush in good deal. Her prospicient red hair was tangled and sun scorched from having the top down for the final few hundred sea mile, and she could practically sense the freckles appearing on her pale arms. She decided to pluck in at the next station or store 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 route. It would be coming dark in a few hr anyways. After another 40 miles with no edifice of any kind coming into court, she gave up and started at least looking for some shadowiness to draw under. A few more miles up the route, a heavy grouping of some tree on the view looked like an nonesuch station to displume over.
With her dad 's admonition about stopping in the eye of nowhere ringing in her spike, she eased her car off the side of the road and headed for the trees. Maybe she 'd take a min and adulterate her stage too. She had n't stopped for quite awhile now, and she was making good sentence. She could convey 15 minutes or so and still be in good shape. As she got closer to the trees, she could see another fomite pulled under their canopy. She worried for a moment until she realized it was a New Mexico State cavalryman 's car. With a state trooper here to protect her, she felt much better. She slowed to a stop about 30 fundament away from the former car. She slowly unfolded herself from the front seat and clambered out of the car. She was n't especially tall, but her branch were very long for her height. Her short pants never came far enough down her thighs for her mother 's liking, but not much could be done about it. Her mean solar day of adding ruffles to the bottom of the hem had long been over. She felt stiff and hot, and stretched as she hit the button to put the top up. She decided to walk around a petty. There was literally no wind stirring at all. It felt like standing in an oven. But she knew the desert could degenerate suddenly from scorching heat to quite cool in just a few hours once the sun went down. She had plenty of time to make her next motel though. She had design 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 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 rear of her car, rolling her neck opening to tease apart it. She twisted her long red hair into a quick twist and used a ponytail from her wrist to secure it. She put her long right leg up on the truck and did a ready stretch before switching legs. She pulled her phone from her back pocket of her blue jean shorts and hit her parents'act. She checked in, assured them everything was going with child. Her dad asked over and over if she did n't want to change her mind and do habitation. Laughing, she told him she was great and she 'd promise when she got there in a twosome of years. After she hung up, she checked her subject matter before she headed back out. She did n't even notice the sound of a car threshold porta and shutdown, did n't really mark anything until her face was suddenly pressed against the hot metal of her tree trunk, something hard against her back.
Shelby was so swiftly and forcefully slammed against her vehicle that it took her hint for a few indorsement. She tried to crane her head around to see what was going on, but all she could see was jet black whisker and piercing eyes, and the mental picture of someone very large. She felt her arms being tugged, and second later felt the cold mouse click of cuff for the first time in her sprightliness. Had she done something wrong ? Had he ran her tag and found something she did n't lie with about ? Hot tears sprang to her eyes. She could n't recollect of anything, but surely he had a reason for the sudden flak.
Suddenly, she was spun around and was momentarily blinded in the sunshine. She felt crusade and realized he was lifting the front of her shirt. Dumbfounded, she did n't react, mistakenly thinking maybe he was checking for a arm or something. Her fondness hammering, she felt his cool hand stroking her position, moving high and high, then reaching around and in one Dean Swift apparent movement unclasping her bra. At that moment she realized his intentions had zip to do with any wrongdoing on her part and she began to struggle. He pressed himself against her, using his stifle to secern her branch. She felt a jut, laborious and vast, throbbing insistently somewhere around her stomach. She knew what it was of row, but she 'd never actually seen one in real life. She had a couple of young man, but none that she cared enough about to actually have sex. So at some head she 'd decided that when it was time, it would happen. She did n't expect it to pass anything like this, however.
weeping streaming down her cheeks, 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 head lowered, and before she could get another word out his teeth and lips closed over her upturned teat. He bit, hard, causing the pale peach nub to tighten and throb. His bridge player covered her mouth, pressing just hard enough to let her know he meant job. 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. sin, you might even relish it. most womanhood do-some of them even beg for Sir Thomas More before I 'm done. So maybe this is just your lucky day, darlin'. I 'm gon na fill that whore hollow of yours up more than than it 's ever been before. ``
Shelby sobbed harder. `` Please, do n't. I 'm not a working girl, I swear it. I 've never had sex before. Please, just let me go ! '' Her words were muffled by the pressure of his long digit, and they fell on deaf ears anyways. His backtalk once again motivate south. He bit all the way around her chest of drawers, first one full breast and then the other. Not strong enough to leave marks on virtually the great unwashed, but with Shelby 's honest skin bruises appeared easily.
As she struggled against him, he pinned her even harder against her trunk. She was bent almost in a backbend, her hands in the manacle jammed uncomfortably in the small of her back. One large hand pinched at her nipples while the other held her berm against the metallic element. His teeth were constantly scraping at her form. It all started to become a fuzz to her. The invariable 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 longsighted finger wriggling their way down the strawman of her shorts. She renewed her struggles only to be told that if she wanted to leave there with apparel on she would cooperate. Quieting down, she began to just hope that it would be over with soon. He popped the clitoris on the front line of her shorts and yanked them down her stage. Her cotton panties had a small speckle of wet in the front man. When he saw this, it seemed to him validation that all cleaning woman 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 me alone. I 've got money. Cash. Untraceable. You can have it. '' Shelby tried to appeal to his monetary position. `` Are you kidding me ? This sweet-flavored slit 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 spine. `` 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 straw man of you and we 're gon na put the handcuff back on. '' He eased backwards, allowing her to place upright upright. She slowly turned, her diffuse t-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 discharge her hands, and thought briefly about trying to make a run for it. But he obviously had no regards for what was decently or wrong, and did n't desire to recollect about angering him at this point. She put her now aching arms in front man of her, expecting him to clamp the handlock right back on. But he did n't. Instead, he grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it over her straits. Then he slid the straps from her bra down her weapon and let it descend to the background. Now completely exposed from the waist up, he recuffed her hands.
She stood in the edge of the spook, the sun sinking lower and lower in the sky, clad in nothing but a duet of light blue cotton briefs. He stepped back for a endorsement to admire his handiwork. `` Damn girl, look 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 prison term, but look at that. Damn. '' She did n't necessitate to look. She could feel the dampness against her skin, her step-in were getting more soaked by the second. Was something faulty with her ? She was n't supposed to get wet, beshrew it this was colza. But her body knew something her mind did n't. It was ripe and quick for plucking. He reached down to his fly and unzipped. Something HUGE fell out of the front line of his pants. At least ten column inch long, and midst as her wrist. He unbuttoned his uniform shirt and slipped it off. `` Do n't want to get any of your juice on my plumb shirt, now do I ? '' She could see through his Elwyn Brooks White undershirt that he had a Nice build. Why would someone repair to this ? He was a becoming looking guy, if she 'd met him under early luck she might have even found him attractive. He looked to be only in his later 20 's as well. Surely he did n't have trouble getting charwoman.
She started backing away, her fear growing with every pounding of his thick pecker. There was no way that would fit in her. She had problem inserting tampons, for heaven 's interest. 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 handwriting on the hood of her car. `` Boy, that sure is hot. It 's gon na burn up your pretty skin when I lay you on it. '' He picked her up effortlessly, his peter swing as he walked. She felt it rubbing against her ass as he carried her, bumping against her with every measure. He started to lay her on the strong-armer, and as her legs touched the hot metal she screamed. He set her down for a second, reached in her car and popped the torso. Digging around, he found the exigency blanket her dad insisted she proceed in there. Bringing it back around he spread it on the hood. `` Do n't want you wriggling around and getting my dick burned, darlin'. '' He once again grabbed her up, and laid her spread bird of Jove on the strong-armer. He pulled a knife from his sac and swiftly cut her panty at both rosehip. He tugged them from under her ass, and put them briefly to his nose and grinned before stuffing them in his pocket. She now lay completely exposed, and tried to cut across her legs and hide her most intimate parts from his position.
Grabbing her mortise joint, he tugged her towards the edge of the car, uncrossing her wooden leg as he pulled. Her dispirited lips separated, creating a pouty slash that dripped onto the cover underneath. A maze of red Robert Curl at the top made her twat flavor 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 mystifying inside her. He leaned over her, his deep monster rubbing around her groundwork, and put his grimace right into the orgy of curls at the conjunction of her second joint. His tongue snaked out, and slipped through the plump lips to try out a taste of her now free-flowing juice. `` Mmmmm, delicious. You want this just as bad as I do. '' She shook her head, denying it, even as her legs edged wider apart. His tongue continued to rag her hot flesh, finding her button at the top of her cunt. When he licked his clapper over her button, she bucked and came up off the punk.
'' Oh my God. Please. '' `` Please 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 parole, her body betrayed her with an electric quiver down her spine, straight into her oozy cunt. His teeth clamped down on her short nub, biting her, not excruciatingly abominable but decent to make her cry out. `` I said beg me, gripe. state me you want it. '' He continued to nudge her pussy with his tongue snaking it around and around, occasionally stabbing it into her soaked hole. He used the fingers on one hand to rub her tits, pinching and kneading them, keeping the other manus for stroking his throbbing peter. 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 respiration and the little noises she was making deep in her throat.
He removed his mouth from her pussy, knowing she was ready for him to jampack all ten inches as deep as he could in her dripping cunt. She raised her top dog off the toughie, feeling oddly bereft without his mouth on her. She was teetering on the boundary, 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 pixilated, have it away how good it would find wrapped around his shaft. He stuck two fingers in her hole, and encountered resistivity. `` 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 entryway of her sopping kitty, he pushed. Oh my God, how tight she was. It felt like he was pushing into a bench vise. He paused, just the head inside. `` I know you 're make to cum. Beg me to sleep together you and take you feel good. convince me that you want it and I 'll be ennoble. This beast I 've got can feel oh so good-or not. '' He thrust his pelvic arch forward an column inch, cramming even more of his massive meat inside. Shelby winced in pain in the neck, afraid of how large he was.
'' Please, '' she said haltingly, `` do n't hurt me. '' `` wrongfulness solution. '' He slammed his hip joint towards her, tearing through her maidenhead. She screamed in bother. Again and again he thrust his hips against her ass, pistoning himself and and out, over and over. The sentence for being aristocratic 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 lastly hr, his cruel pickings of her tender flesh. Her torso stretched to accomodate his heaviness, and in time the nuisance lessened to the point where it was at to the lowest degree bearable, if not exactly comfortable. Would it ever end ? It did n't look like he was anywhere closing curtain to stopping at this point.
After almost 15 bit of tough fucking her excruciatingly tight twat, he noticed her hip starting to move of their own accord, coming back to meet his jabbing. Her sob had quieted as well. He slammed even harder into her. This bitch did n't deserve to come. She did n't beg him as he requested. Hell, he 'd even lap up her pussycat to get her ready for him. She was damn well going to call up who had been there, remember it for week if he had anything to say about it. Her cunt hole dripped steadily down her stage, making squishy sound as he plundered her profundity. He could feel imperativeness construction in his own musket ball, knew that he had only proceedings before he exploded and coated her inside with his midst cum.
Shelby 's idea raced with view. 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 fiend 's control, her pussy on fire and want acquittance. She knew something was building inside her, something monumental. His cock brutalized her over and over, and as he pulled backwards, her cunt tried to suck him back in, reveling in the overrefinement it was receiving. All of a sudden, she felt him deplumate 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 cuckoo with his ropes of cum, he should make double trusted she knew he 'd been there. She had another hole, winking at him in the waning sunlight. He leaned over her, took his retentive fingers and scooped up some of the copious amount of juice pouring from between her thighs, pink tinged from her lost virginity, and rubbed it into her blanch brown sphincter. Not realizing his intentions, she pushed backwards, missing the feel of his cock. His long finger's breadth massaged the inside of her shit kettle of fish, spreading the moisture 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 degraded motion shoved three one-quarter of it into her rump chute. Her wow let him have sex it hurt, and secure. 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 goodness 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 in inside her rectum. She could feel her ass burning and stretching, trying to ease his way in. He was barely moving, just an inch or two back and forth, see-sawing her newly breached hole. His pre-cum lubed the path, and his movements got more and more wandering, his breathing hitched and he knew he was extremely fold to cumming. Her body lay weak under his, not enjoying this new intrusion as much as the previous. 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 slight bud, renewing her need to cum with urging. The veins on his neck stood out, and his hips slammed forward again and again, irregular from filling her with his hot seed. She cried out and went limp as a monolithic orgasm overtook her, her organic structure shaking so knockout she almost fell off the car hood. This was all he needed and he exploded inside her, coating her colon with boneheaded white goo. He pulled her hips against his as he finished emptying into her bowels.
Shelby panted into the cover over the hood of her car. What the piece of ass ? 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 pretend herself cum when she 'd tried and actually thought maybe she was unable to. She could sense his stopcock throbbing inside her, sending little frissions of pleasure up her back 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 mantle to wipe his dick clean before returning it to his pant. `` Now, I 've got your reference from your plates. I know where you live. If you fuck with me, and try to bend me in for this, I 'll fix your spirit hell. Besides, you wanted it. You practically asked me for it, dripping your puss juice all over the place. '' He turned to go back to his car, leaving her draped over the cowling of her own.
Her voice barely audible, he did n't try her shaky whisper `` Please, do n't leave yet. '' The utmost matter she remembered before her heart closed was the strait of his car driving away and the sun sinking below the horizon.

To be continued ...