She found Thomas Jonathan Jackson dancing with another fair sex who was dressed in a neon yellow fishnet shirt over a Patrick White bra and white 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 char, dressed in a fishnet shirt over a white bra, looked Tegan up and down, seemingly amused by her tousled state.

"How'd you go ?"Old Hickory enquired, not skipping a meter in his dance.

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

"fountainhead you know where to receive 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."Stonewall Jackson said.

Tegan rolled her center with a sigh and wondered if this was him sticking to the spirit of the challenge or just being an asshole. Maybe he believed this was some variety of game he could beat her at. At this full point she felt like kneeling on a public bathroom floor letting a complete alien cum on her tits was about her crushed point, so if Jesse Louis Jackson wanted to try out the limits of her depravity she was going to shew him what he was capable of. If that only made him want her More, all the More power she would accept over him when she walked out of his liveliness again on Lord's Day night.

She turned and merged with the early dances, deciding to vent some DOE by putting on some relocation while gradually migrating across the story. She caught a few glances from guys, she guessed likely because her nipple were clearly visible through her shirt even in the dim inflammation, but while she stayed on the motility no one tried to tap or dance with her. She circled by one of the saloon to grab a thankfully complimentary bottle of water and kept moving until found herself in a relatively repose corner of the storage warehouse behind the DJ booth, behind a money box of speakers. At foremost she took it for a kind of chill-out space where people who had gone too hard could get some hiatus from the pumping medicine, and there were certainly a couple of exhausted looking ranter nearby slumped against the wall cradling bottles of electrolyte drinks, but there were also a couple of guys dressed in black drop-off and tee shirt leaning against an equipment crate enjoying a smoke, so she assumed they were roadies or bouncers on break. She took a draught of piddle and wandered over to them.

"Restricted area."One of the guy wire said, holding up a hand to discourage her any further. He was muscular with a shaved head word and a groovy black goatee but he wasn't displaying a protection license. Tegan's estimation 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 pureness, which in contrast with her dress, which she was sure 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 piss bottleful, making a show of adjusting her hairsbreadth, tightening up her slightly dishevelled pigtails. The motility of her shoulders made her dresser 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 dismissal indicating the worriment, how many times a dark he probably gets asked, the rising exorbitant cost of cigarettes.

"I'll show 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 front, 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 undefendable pack. She took one then accepted a light, leaning on the crateful with them as she took a drag.

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

"Sort of. We've got jack red cent to do until we start tearing down in the morning."

Feeling like she'd hit a conversational dead end Tegan turned slightly to attend out at the gang while she took a bit to think. She hadn't fully intended it when she came over here but it did not escape her that there were two of them, apparently with some exempt time, and she had two condom left in the slut kit Jackson had bestowed upon her. She had lost sensation of metre but doubted it was much past two A.M. She still had several hours left to complete Jackson's challenge, but an opportunity was an chance. She took another retarding force and turned back to her new acquaintances.

"So you're not busy then ?"

The secondment guy glanced at his watch.

"Not for a duad minute. Got ta bent around here and keep an eye on the cogwheel, though."

"Wan na have it off ?"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 high ?"The trim top dog 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 thigh invitingly. The idea of letting them have her xxx feet from the ranter seemed like a unique thrill. The second guy seemed like the more corking of the two and began to circle around in front of her, placing a hand on her knee.

"You like it rough, small girl ?"he gripped one of her pigtails and yanked her pass back as he ground his genitals into her ass. She felt her snatch stab in reply and let out an involuntary moan."I think she does."

Tegan fumbled in her clique 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 fanny mob letting it tumble to the floor under her. She heard him unzip and felt his cock rubbing against her pubes as he used the jot of her bare skin to get himself hard, letting go of her haircloth and groping her teat through her shirt. Meanwhile Tegan glances back to see if anyone was nearby and paying attending to them, and if they were, it wasn't obvious. She heard the packet tear and the man stopped groping her to apply the arctic before using his thumb to diffuse her and push himself in.

Tegan shivered as his cock entered her, sliding into her slimy gob with comfort. As the fifth man to embark her in the last couple of 60 minutes she was more than primed to go and the thrill of being noticed, being fucked in public, was driving her nutcase. She lurched forward trying to stifle her moan as he slammed his rooster into her and wrapped his fingers around her throat, giving her a gentle squeeze.

"You're a marked-up little slut, aren't ya ?"He drew back and slammed into her again, forcing another stifled moan of pleasance from her. It occurred to her, not for the low time 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 rape her - and she was already giving him her soundbox willingly. So she let herself enjoy the shameful pleasure of being used near a bunch of citizenry and establish up ascendance as the man took her by her slight waistline and began to have a go at it her with abandon, his girthy heart stretching her cunt as he pounded her. A life history of lugging heavy equipment had given him brawniness and toughness and he was using both to punish her for the notional criminal offense of being disembarrass with her torso, and she stopped bothering to stifle her cries of pleasure as she submitted to him. It didn't seem to take a crap any difference of opinion, the bulwark of bass-laden electronic euphony on the dancefloor was enough to ensure her haphazardness never reached the ravers. The shaven head guy had pulled up her shirt to fully expose her bare breasts and was tweaking one of her nipples as his champion fucked her, his former paw idly groping his cock through his knickers as he patiently waited his turn.

Above the medicine Tegan could learn the laboured grunting of the man's exertion and it seemed he was close to finishing, and so was she. Her breathy moans 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 link up 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 head guy knelt to pick up her tush pack. She noticed he had already collected the safe from it and was inquisitively inspecting the other contents. She experienced a moment of warning signal as she realised he would have discovered the vacate housecoat and sachets of lube.

"Hey…"she said weakly.

"Turn her over."Shaved school principal guy said and his protagonist complied, taking her by the shoulder and flipping her easily, pinning her with deal on her back and one arm to keep her in place as she tried to move. He tossed the pack down next to her as he moved around behind her and hang over her.

"You've been real busy tonight. You think I don't know why you have this ?"he said, holding the sachet in figurehead 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 alien to it but she didn't know these men, and their deficiency of answerableness if something happened to her was suddenly a much realer concern.

"Sure."He acknowledged sarcastically. She felt him dig his thumbs into her asscheeks, spreading her across-the-board, exposing her. She knew he'd have an intimate panorama of her juicy, well-fucked pussy and her little put up hole.

"Well damn, this looks decent and fresh."

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

"Come on guys… haven't I shown you a nice prison term ?"Tegan reasoned.

"Uh huh."Shaved nous guy tore open the sachet and drizzled some lubricating substance on her whoreson. The coolness made her flinch and the guy holding her down applied a niggling more pressure, sending a light message she wasn't going anywhere. She felt pressure as shaved foreland probed with a finger, pushing the tip inside and spreading the lubricating substance around.

"Fuckin'nice."He commented.

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

"I think she likes it."The second guy quipped. Tegan didn't bother to respond. She knew it was going to happen now and while she hadn't expected it, maybe she should give birth. Maybe she deserved it. And now that the determination had been made, she realised she wanted it. Not for the foremost meter she wondered if she really was just built to be used as fuckmeat and all she needed was a minuscule push to lean into it instead of resisting.

She felt shaved head berth his hand up against her butt and the latex-encased head of his dick probing at her back door. She realised he was using his clenched fist to make a burrow to lead himself to her to proceed from sliding off the tight porta - no amateur, this one. After a couple of test pushes he pushed forward and she felt herself open up for him, respective inches of him forced inside. She let out a startled cry, her substructure clenching as he continued to push forward, slowly inching forward until crotch was pressed against her.

"piece of tail yeah."The man grunted as he began to be active. He felt thick, but it was always difficult to guess as every peter felt a lot bigger when it was in her ass. She pinched her backtalk and squeezed her oculus shut as she reamed her with steady strokes, feeling her squiffy ring push and pull, gripping him as he sodomised her. He snaked a hand under her trying to grope at her bureau and she felt the fabric of her shirt rip as he recklessly pawed at her body.

After a span of minutes of relentless insight she found herself more able-bodied to relax, and while she initially resented that he had decided to take away her anally without her express invitation she couldn't deny that the fact she'd lost ascendency of the state of affairs was thrilling and she wanted more.

"shag me."She urged. It was a tatty rustle, barely audible over the background 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 fallible 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, shoal throw to centre the tightest muscle on the sensitive head of his cock but this guy seemed to want to abuse her little hole, running up as much gasoline mileage as possible. She realised that the man holding her down had moved position to he was in nominal head of her holding her articulatio humeri, and his half-erect tool was positioned in movement of her, still sticky with his own mettle after removing the condom, and he was moving his pelvis to brush it against her human face, trying to coax her to open her mouth.

Without thinking about it she parted her lips to live with his bare cock in her sass, tasting his germinal residue and he was quick to hold advantage of her compliance, pushing himself to the back of her throat. With her head tilted back it was effortless to live with him all the way in and he quickly grew in her soft back talk, which he began to slowly fuck.

Another minute passed and it seemed that shaved oral sex was quick to finish and after a few inadequate quick apoplexy he pushed inside one last time and she let out a muffle cry as she felt his throbbing rod unlade itself.

He slowly pulled out once he was done and her hole tingled with the feeling of emptiness as the man in front line of her withdrew from her mouth and he started to circle around behind her.

"Wait, don't."Tegan said, trying to promote herself up, but shaved head 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 condoms. 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 minuscule gutterslut."

Tegan took some tranquillise breaths as she felt him apply some fresh lubricator to her asshole and push his wrapped prong inside her tender jam with ease. Shaved head had done a solid job of opening her up and he was capable to take off fucking her with the ease of a gifted erotica whiz. Hell, with the exclusion of there being no cameras, maybe she was at this point.

She lay there and took it, shaved head guy merely resting his hand on her resistless back as his booster smashed in her stake threshold. At one point she saw a couple of ravers accidentally wander into the area but when they saw her getting fucked they lingered for a arcminute 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 second she felt him pull out and she supposed he must have removed his condom and finished himself with his hand because she felt a sputter of hot heart hit her powerful asscheek and get down to trickle down the back of her thigh.

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

"You awake ?"

Tegan gently pushed herself off the crate and pulled her bird down to cover herself again not caring about the jizz on her target. She started to straighten her shirt and realised it was torn, her left tit completely exposed by a rip in the fabric. She sighed and looked up at the roadies.

"Are we done here ?"she enquired, somewhat coldly as she gathered up the fresh lubricant sachets and the condom peignoir into her female genitalia ingroup and clipped it back around her waist.

"Sure, sweetie."The secondment guy said with a smirk."You feel spare to number chance me any time."



Tegan walked unsteadily on her heeled iron boot, walking awkwardly because she was aching below the waist, checking her dame was straightened again as she moved out from behind the speaker rampart back into the main warehouse surface area to retrieve Andrew Jackson. She headed back across the storey back to where he'd finale 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 Jackson looked her up and down, seeing she was increasingly dishevelled since he'd terminal seen her. The former lady friend 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 used wrapping to testify it. Thomas Jackson looked confused for a instant then shrugged.

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