My pitiful Girlfriend….

Fran we will promise her was always a little bit of a tease. She would raiment really provocatively and loved the attention for doing this. The cat calls, tin whistle, spanks on the ass. It variety of ticked me off a picayune, but I was also glad I had such a hot girl.

I repeatedly told her not to dress the way she did in the summer. minuscule jean shorts with the pockets sticking out the bottoms and a besotted tee shirt that showed her well formed mid drift. I said if it turned me on the way it did imagine former guy cable and girls that looked at you.

She would always express mirth and shrug it off and tell me I was over reacting. I had a constant blooper.

natural spring came and then summertime. It was an extremely warm summer and all the daughter dressed so scantily now a days. Mine was no different. I swear her trunks got shorter every year. I bid girlfriend looked like her when I went to college or university !

Fran would wheel constantly and her peg would firm and tan like loony. She told me how truckers would beep at her on the highway and probably jerk off as they drove by. Once a van had stopped and told her to hop in. She said if she had they would get probably ravaged her for miles and then confuse her out naked and spent on the position of the highway.

She was just over five base tall and had slimmed down to a squeamish 110 Egyptian pound. Her 36dd bosom stood out at aid from her flat stomach. Her bumble bee ass was round and business firm. Long brown hair stopped just above her ass.

By mid summer I was fucking her twice a day. She looked so hot. As soon as I saw her in skimpy slutty slight jean short I would drag her to the bedchamber or throw her over the back of the couch or onto the dining room board. I would pump her good of cum. She would laugh and tease me more.

The poor lady friend did not realize how sick she was driving me. She was inexperienced person and a tantalization. I needed to bring in a plan to lay down her learn a deterrent example. We had a good spread relationship so I did not care how this object lesson played out. In fact it excited me a lot.

Fran would always go down to the beach or go on long hike by herself. I warned her all the time to watch out for bad guy rope that she might come upon and take reward of her. She laughed and said she could withdraw maintenance of herself. I thought to myself if I was bad and saw a hot little gal walking in the woods I would look at advantage of her. So would others !

I set off to cover my design. Fran always had one area she liked to hike to. It was remote and about 6 miles in the chaparral. The end of the lead came out onto a nice arenaceous beach with gravid rocky cliffs. The waves would drown out any wow and no one ever hiked in there. There were also a smorgasbord of caves that could be useful.

Todays hike was no different. Fran put on the sexiest shortest pair of worn out old dungaree Guess blue jean trunks. The face T. H. White pockets hung below the cut off legs and contrasted nicely on her tan firm ramification. From waist to bottom the shorts were only a scant 8 inches. She wore a pixilated clean t shirt and underneath the tenuous two part E. B. White bikini ever. She had little pom pom socks and runners. A minuscule White person pinnacle hat held a exclusive pony tail out the back. I wanted to skip her so bad but I waited instead for my plan to think up.

She gave me a picayune peck on the face and laughed as she could see I had a wood in my pants. She told me she would be back in 3 minute.

That is what you think I chuckled in my head.

I watched her round little ass wiggle as she walked away. I had some doubts. Should I put her through this I wondered….hell yah. She will bask it. She really really needed to be taught a lesson.

As she walked along the crude etymon covered baffle trail the hot sun beat down on her. She stopped and grabbed a drink of water from her weewee feeding bottle accidentally spilling it down the front of her t shirt. The thin egg white shirt was now transparent. Her wet tanned stomach stuck to it and the bikini outline showed. This caused her to get rid of her shirt and put it in the little plaid gang carrier bag she brought with her.

When the shirt was removed boastfully 36dd breast were exposed covered by the smallest drawstring bikini ever. The bikini barely held her tanned chest in. She sprayed more water from the water bottle over her head and down her front. Her tan glistened.

The boost continued…..

Eventually she made it to the beach. enceinte 7 foot moving ridge crashed loudly against the shore. A solid idle words blew from the south towards soil. The air current although warm was made up of warm air.

Fran stood closed her middle and inhaled the brisk sea air in. It smelled great.

The plan ran like clockwork. Two marvelous unspoiled looking male person emerged from the cliff area and started walking down the beach towards Fran. She was surprised as she had never ever encountered anyone here.

The came up to her and started some little talk. Fran blushed.

The males said they were visiting from out of town and on a rise. They asked her to join them down the beach near the cliff sphere. Fran said yes.

As she walked down the beach the males pulled some beer from a battalion. They offered her one and she took it. The frigidness beer tasted not bad after a hanker warm raise. She finished it in no time.

Fran did start to get a trivial nervous as they walked further and further from the lead. They were starting to get into the cliff arena. She hesitated for a bit but the cat convinced her to continue. She thought they were nice.

Around a nook they came to a fire and a prominent drop-off opening. Around the fire sat another 10 guys. They were all drinking beers.

Fran giggled nervously to herself in her head and liked seeing all the orotund male at the beach.

She sat down and before she realized had consumed another 4 beers. By now the hot sun and want of solid food went to her read/write head. She could finger a bit of a tegument coming on.

She also realized all the Male were looking her up and down from brain to toe. She knew they wanted to roll in the hay her. This aroused her slightly.

One male went into the mouth of the cave and set up a television camera. He then used a cellphone phone and called mortal. Fran watched and could get word him ask somebody on the phone what they wanted first. She could see a smile on his boldness and nodding of his head.

The male person said to the early guy,"okay boys, lets start ”.

With that Fran was picked up before she knew what was going on and carried into the cave. She squealed and kicked and squirmed and tried to push to get away but the 4 male holding each arm held them like vice.

On the wall just inside the cave was a set of wrist shackles. They secured her by her radiocarpal joint with her hands stretched well above her head. Her toes kicked at the little pebbles barely touching the cave floor. She had no traction.

The one Male stayed on the phone to take away directions and also operated a camera. U/k to Fran a experience provender was directed to a someone or many people.

Fran begged and pleaded as the male person all undressed. She knew they each were going to make out her defenceless little torso somewhere. Large custody caressed and touched her clothed dead body everywhere. One male kissed her sticking his clapper far down her throat.
He held her by her neck.

The male on the phone told the other males not to allow her to cum. She had to be taught a lesson first.

Fran eventually wiggled and squirmed herself to the point of exhaustion. She hung there as the Male rubbed every death inch of her physical structure. Her nipples erect and hard. Tingling in her interior. Her pussy pulsated.

She looked around and observed all sizes of grueling engorged prick ranging in length from 7 to 15 inches. The fear showed in her eyes.

Fran started yelling and screaming at foremost but then she cried, whimpered and moaned. They were breaking her down.

"Remove her clothes"the male on the phone ordered. A bare pull released the two-piece top. It fell to the ground and was stepped on by the male surrounding her. Her with child firm luscious tits stood straight out. Each one received attention by rubbing, squeezing or being sucked on. Her teat were sensitive. Hard as footling rock-and-roll.

Pre cum wet cock head rubbed against her shorts and pegleg making the tan glisten.
Her dungaree shorts ripped effortlessly down her legs revealing a little Triangle string bottom bikini. It had become wet from the attention. The male person cheered. Each side of meat chain was gently pulled on revealing a trim swollen clitoris. A male knelt down and started flicking it with his farsighted snake like clapper. This gave Fran a butterfly sense in her belly. The tongue worked little circles around and the clit and then darted in and out of her pussy.

Fran felt like she was going to break loose with the most unbelievable climax ever. The Male on the phone could recount. He told them to terminate and let her get worked up. After awhile they went back to make stimulating her some more.

The hot summer day made her travail. Her entire dead body glistened as she hung limp tired and exhausted. Held up by two arm shackles. Her neck exhausted could not hold her head up. It fell forward, her long brown stringy soaked hair covering her face. Little pre orgasmic moans emitted from somewhere under the hair.

The video was streaming perfectly. All counsel were being followed to a tee.

As the picture was watched the person watching and giving orders rubbed their hard as tilt cock. It was so ripe and controlling barking out orders and having them followed. It was like making their very own porn. All 9 column inch of steel could blow out at any time.

The video detail was incredible. Frans nervus facialis expressions were captured when her wet hair was pulled back. She unwittingly stared at the tv camera. A tire spent and exhausted face. But the smell in her big puppy dog brownness middle begged them to give her the biggest climax ever. She had so practically pent up DOE in her. A pornography doer could not have done it near than poor Fran. Her fighting, sounds and movement were spot on. Then her exhaustion and pleading. The sound captured every petty cry, moan and squeal she emitted. The sweat on her tanned physical structure glistened and dripped. The male person around her like a pack of natural state brute teased and tortured her up to climax repeatedly and then stopped.

Eventually Fran could not plow it anymore. She screamed at them and then begged them to make her cum. She had been brought to the brink at least 5 clip. She had to discharge her pent up energy. This made the Male laugh. They had their directions.

They unchained her and put her on her knees…her legs like Jell-O trembled. Two heavy cocks were placed in each of her gratuitous hands. She instinctively jerked them. He hands barely able to grok around them. The circumferences immense. She could find they were hard and the veins engorged.

Another male stood facing her. Her grabbed her wet viscous haircloth and pulled her boldness towards his cock. It jammed down her throat making her choke. Fran successfully jerked the tow cocks off almost at the same sentence. She felt warm large amount of cum atomizer down her pap and stomach. The Male moaning and grunting.

The male fucking her backtalk squeezed her hair and wrenched her face against his body. Cum was injected down her pharynx. Lots. She swallowed his ample measure of baby juice.

For the next three hr guys had their way with her. She was doubled by the two liberal hombre. Her little firm tanned body was sandwiched and dwarfed by then as they fucked her in unison. One overly enceinte sized cock in her ass and the other in her twat. She actually liked the smell of being stuffed like that even though it hurt a lot. She felt them pump her good of cum. Their hawkshaw throbbed as they released their seed into her. So lots that it oozed down the insides of her trembling legs. She knew one of these creature would impregnate her. Which one she thought.

One final stage fiat was given by the secret person on the other end of the video feed.
Fran was flipped onto her knee. Her munition grabbed and spread to her sides made to grasp two more putz. A male person lay under her and entered her cunt. Another knelt and forced his way easily into her cum covered moist bunghole with a cock that made her scream. Two males stood facing her almost brand fighting to vie for her mouth. The other male person surrounded her and jerked their tool. They were rough. She received so much cum it would be in her for days.

She felt the affectionate nebulizer from cocks hitting her back and tomentum. She felt like such a whore. These men were just destroying her. The men fucking her ass and cunt had no elbow room left. Their cum sprayed out of her already full-of-the-moon insides. She swallowed the last two lashings in her oral fissure.

The video continued. On the former end the Male making the orders came 3 time. He thought that little tease deserved that. Would it teach her a lesson ?

Fran exhausted fell asleep when the males were done. She eventually woke up and found most of her wearing apparel. Her breast and tum bruised and covered with hickies. Her ass well pounded and pussy dripped with cum. These guys knew what they were doing. They had not allowed her to cum. She had a glazed look in her optic. Her back stained and dirty and pilus looked like a messed up hiss nest.

She slipped her wet cum covered shorts on and tee shirt. The male person had used both to wipe off their putz after they had had their way with her. The vesture smelled like sex.

She slowly walked out of the bush and returned home. At least cum from 5 men dripped between her shorts and down her legs. She could not stop it. If you saw her walking you would reckon that poor girlfriend look like a inner circle ravaged and had their way with her.

At place she did not tell her young man what had happened. Could he tell ... did he know ?