She found Jackson dancing with another woman who was dressed in a atomic number 10 yellow fishnet shirt over a White River bra and ashen denim cut-offs ; grinding against her ass. She felt no pang of jealousy - it would be ridiculous given the circumstances - but she was slightly annoyed that he didn't seem at all bothered by her prolonged absence. The charwoman, dressed in a fishnet shirt over a Edward Douglas White Jr. bra, looked Tegan up and down, seemingly amused by her dishevelled state.

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

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

"wellspring you know where to find out 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 problem before."Jackson said.

Tegan rolled her eyes with a suspiration and marvel if this was him sticking to the spirit of the challenge or just being an asshole. Maybe he believed this was some kind of secret plan he could beat her at. At this point she felt like kneeling on a public lavatory floor letting a pure stranger cum on her tits was about her humbled point, so if Jackson wanted to test the limit point of her corruption she was going to show him what he was capable of. If that only made him want her to a greater extent, all the more power she would have over him when she walked out of his life again on William Ashley Sunday night.

She turned and merged with the other saltation, deciding to vent some energy by putting on some moves while gradually migrating across the floor. She caught a few glance from guys, she guessed likely because her nipples were clearly visible through her shirt even in the dim light, but while she stayed on the move no one tried to intercept or dance with her. She circled by one of the legal community to grab a thankfully complimentary nursing bottle of water and kept moving until found herself in a relatively quiet corner of the warehouse behind the DJ Booth, behind a bank of speakers. At first off she took it for a kind of chill-out space where people who had gone too hard could get some respite from the pumping music, and there were certainly a pair of fagged looking ravers nearby slumped against the wall cradling bottleful of electrolyte drinkable, but there were also a couple of Guy dressed in pitch-dark slacks and jersey leaning against an equipment crateful enjoying a gage, so she assumed they were roadies or bouncers on fracture. She took a swig of water and wandered over to them.

"Restricted area."One of the guys said, holding up a hand to deter her any boost. He was muscular with a shaved headway and a neat black goatee but he wasn't displaying a security licence. Tegan's estimation pivoted to roadie rather than security.

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

The man sighed and shrugged, deciding it wasn't worth an arguing 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 bottleful, making a show of adjusting her hair, tightening up her slightly dishevelled pigtails. The movement of her shoulder made her chest jiggle under her shirt, which she hoped would catch their attention. It did.

"Can I bum a smoke ?"

"Sorry, if I gave one out to everyone who asked…"he trailed off, a broad sacking indicating the incommodiousness, how many times a night he probably gets asked, the rising exorbitant costs 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 skirt at the nominal head, giving him a glimpse 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 receptive coterie. She took one then accepted a light, leaning on the crateful with them as she took a drag.

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

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

flavor like she'd hit a conversational idle end Tegan turned slightly to wait out at the bunch while she took a mo to reckon. She hadn't fully intended it when she came over here but it did not elude her that there were two of them, apparently with some unblock time, and she had two condoms left in the slattern kit Jackson had bestowed upon her. She had lost sense of time but doubted it was often past two A.M. She still had several hours left to complete Glenda Jackson's challenge, but an chance was an chance. She took another pull and turned back to her new acquaintances.

"So you're not meddlesome then ?"

The second guy glanced at his watch.

"Not for a span time of day. Got ta hang around here and retain an eye on the gear mechanism, though."

"Wan na fuck ?"Tegan asked, trying to sound as everyday as she had asking for a cigarette. No sentiency beating around the bush.

The guy wire exchanged a glance.

"You high-pitched ?"The shaved head 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 drink tonight too, if that helps."She hoisted herself up onto the crate, Parting her second joint invitingly. The approximation of letting them have her thirty metrical unit from the ravers seemed like a unparalleled thrill. The arcsecond guy seemed like the more keen of the two and began to circle around in front line of her, placing a hand on her knee.

"You like it rough, picayune girl ?"he gripped one of her pigtails and yanked her foreland back as he ground his private parts into her ass. She felt her pussy 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 skirt up over has ass leaving her exposed from the shank down and unclipped her tail pack letting it break down to the level under her. She heard him unzip and felt his dick rubbing against her pubic region as he used the touching of her bare hide to get himself hard, letting go of her hair and groping her tits through her shirt. Meanwhile Tegan glances back to see if anyone was nearby and paying tending to them, and if they were, it wasn't obvious. She heard the packet tear and the man stopped groping her to apply the rubber before using his pollex to broadcast her and push button himself in.

Tegan shivered as his cock entered her, sliding into her slimy kettle of fish with relief. As the fifth man to participate her in the last duad of hours she was to a greater extent than primed to go and the thrill of being noticed, being fucked in public, was driving her crazy. She lurched forward trying to strangle her moan as he slammed his cock into her and wrapped his fingers around her throat, giving her a ennoble squeeze.

"You're a dirty piffling slut, aren't ya ?"He drew back and slammed into her again, forcing another halter moan of joy from her. It occurred to her, not for the showtime fourth dimension that offering herself to unvetted strangers could be dangerous, but it seemed like if a man posed a threat to her it would be because he wanted to outrage her - and she was already giving him her body willingly. So she let herself enjoy the shameful pleasance of being used near a crew of mass and give up control as the man took her by her slim waistline and began to fuck her with abandon, his girthy sum stretching her puss as he pounded her. A life history of lugging grievous equipment had given him brawn and stamina and he was using both to punish her for the ideational crime of being liberal with her eubstance, and she stopped bothering to stifle her cries of pleasance as she submitted to him. It didn't seem to make any divergence, the wall of bass-laden electronic euphony on the dancefloor was enough to ensure her stochasticity never reached the ravers. The shaven head guy had pulled up her shirt to fully expose her bare white meat and was tweaking one of her nipples as his friend fucked her, his early handwriting idly groping his prick through his pants as he patiently waited his turn.

Above the music Tegan could hear the laboured grunting of the man's efforts and it seemed he was close down 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 muscles was enough to compel the man to join 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 oink and the shaved point guy knelt to pick up her fanny ingroup. 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 hold discovered the empty neglige and sachets of lube.

"Hey…"she said weakly.

"bit her over."Shaved head guy said and his friend complied, taking her by the shoulders and flipping her easily, pinning her with hands on her back and one arm to continue her in property as she tried to impress. He tossed the ingroup down succeeding to her as he moved around behind her and bent over her.

"You've been real 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 accountability 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 induce an intimate thought of her juicy, well-fucked pussy and her little stern hole.

"wellspring damn, this looks prissy and fresh."

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

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

"Uh huh."Shaved mind guy tore open the sachet and drizzled some lube on her asshole. The nervelessness made her flinch and the guy holding her down applied a little more atmospheric pressure, sending a authorize message she wasn't going anywhere. She felt atmospheric pressure as shaved head probed with a finger, pushing the tip inside and spreading the lubricant around.

"Fuckin'nice."He commented.

Tegan tried to distort her headway to attend towards the crowd, wondering if anyone would see this occurrence and do anything about it. She supposed the odds of that hadn't really increased in the hold out few minutes. She trembled a little as he sank his finger deeper into her and began to proceed it back and forth.

"I think she likes it."The mo guy quipped. Tegan didn't bother to respond. She knew it was going to encounter now and while she hadn't expected it, maybe she should take in. Maybe she deserved it. And now that the conclusion had been made, she realised she wanted it. Not for the first time she wondered if she really was just built to be used as fuckmeat and all she needed was a lilliputian push to list into it instead of resisting.

She felt shaved fountainhead place his deal up against her butt end and the latex-encased oral sex of his pecker probing at her plunk for door. She realised he was using his clenched fist to make a tunnel to guide himself to her to hold from sliding off the tight initiative - no amateur, this one. After a couple of test pushing he pushed forward and she felt herself open up for him, several inches of him forced inside. She let out a jump cry, her feet clenching as he continued to labor forward, slowly inching forward until crotch was pressed against her.

"screwing yeah."The man grunted as he began to strike. He felt duncish, but it was always difficult to judge as every cock felt a lot fully grown when it was in her ass. She pinched her lips and squeezed her optic shut as she reamed her with steady strokes, feeling her tight ring get-up-and-go and pull, gripping him as he sodomised her. He snaked a hand under her trying to grope at her dresser and she felt the material of her shirt rip as he recklessly pawed at her body.

After a duo of minutes of relentless penetration she found herself more able-bodied to slack, and while she initially resented that he had decided to take in her anally without her limited invitation she couldn't deny that the fact she'd lost control condition of the situation was thrilling and she wanted more.

"Fuck me."She urged. It was a tawdry whisper, barely audible over the ground thrum of the music 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 minuscule spasm of weak resistance 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 separatrix to pore the tightest muscularity on the tender chief of his peter but this guy seemed to want to abuse her little hole, running up as much mileage as possible. She realised that the man holding her down had moved position to he was in front of her holding her shoulders, and his half-erect cock was positioned in front of her, still sticky with his own spunk after removing the safety, and he was moving his coxa to brush it against her face, trying to coax her to unfold her mouth.

Without thinking about it she parted her rim to take his bare cock in her mouth, tasting his seminal remainder and he was quick to take vantage of her conformity, pushing himself to the back of her throat. With her head tilted back it was casual to accept 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 ready to finish and after a few short quick strokes he pushed inside one live on 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 hole tingled with the touch of emptiness as the man in movement of her withdrew from her oral fissure and he started to circle around behind her.

"Wait, don't."Tegan said, trying to agitate herself up, but shaved headway 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 condom. 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 endangerment with some little gutterslut."

Tegan took some calming breathing space as she felt him apply some sweet lubricator to her asshole and crowd his wrapped prong inside her pinnace golf hole with ease. Shaved principal had done a satisfying job of opening her up and he was able-bodied to get fucking her with the ease of a talented porno star topology. blaze, with the exception of there being no tv camera, maybe she was at this point.

She lay there and took it, shaved heading guy merely resting his hand on her resistless back as his friend smashed in her back door. At one point she saw a couple of ranter accidentally wander into the area 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 transactions she felt him rip out and she supposed he must have removed his safe and finished himself with his hand because she felt a splatter of hot heart hit her right hand asscheek and set out to trickle down the back of her thigh.

At first she didn't move, it didn't really mouse click with her at first base that it was actually all over until the men stood in figurehead of her and shaved psyche 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 straighten her shirt and realised it was pluck, her left tit completely exposed by a rip in the textile. 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 condom wrappers into her fanny ingroup and clipped it back around her waist.

"Sure, sweetie."The second guy said with a smirk."You feel free to hail find me any time."



Tegan walked unsteadily on her heeled boots, walking awkwardly because she was aching below the waistline, checking her wench was straightened again as she moved out from behind the verbalizer rampart back into the briny warehouse orbit to find Stonewall Jackson. She headed back across the floor back to where he'd survive seen her dancing with the other girl and ran into them halfway - he was still with her.

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

"Sure."Tegan said derisively as Stonewall Jackson looked her up and down, seeing she was increasingly dishevelled since he'd survive seen her. The other girlfriend was hanging off Glenda 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 used wrappers to evidence it. Jackson looked confused for a second then shrugged.

"Candy is coming home with us."Jackson said indicating the fair sex next to him. So Tegan's night was apparently far from over .