My piteous Girlfriend….

Fran we will anticipate her was always a little bit of a flirt. She would raiment really provocatively and loved the tending for doing this. The cat calls, whistles, spanks on the ass. It sort of ticked me off a little, but I was also happy I had such a hot lady friend.

I repeatedly told her not to set the way she did in the summer. Little jean shorts with the pockets sticking out the tail end and a wet tee shirt that showed her well formed mid purport. I said if it turned me on the way it did imagine other guy cable and girl that looked at you.

She would always laugh and shrug it off and tell me I was over reacting. I had a constant boner.

fountain came and then summer. It was an extremely warm summertime and all the miss dressed so scantily now a daytime. Mine was no different. I swear her drawers got shorter every year. I regard girls looked like her when I went to college or university !

Fran would bike constantly and her legs would tauten and tan like crazy. She told me how teamster would claxon 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 take probably ravaged her for geographical mile and then cast her out naked and spent on the position of the highway.

She was just over five understructure marvellous and had slimmed down to a squeamish 110 pounds. Her 36dd boob stood out at attention from her straight tummy. Her bumble bee ass was round and 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 little denim shorts I would hang back her to the chamber or throw her over the binding of the couch or onto the dining way table. I would pump her to the full of cum. She would laugh and bait me more.

The miserable girl did not realize how sick she was driving me. She was innocent and a prickteaser. I needed to make a design to stool her learn a lesson. We had a dear unfastened kinship 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 hikes by herself. I warned her all the time to ascertain out for bad guys that she might come upon and take reward of her. She laughed and said she could take care of herself. I thought to myself if I was bad and saw a hot small gal walking in the Sir Henry Joseph Wood I would take advantage of her. So would others !

I set off to hatch my plan. Fran always had one area she liked to hike to. It was remote and about 6 land mile in the Dubyuh. The end of the trail came out onto a nice sandlike beach with large rocky cliff. The waves would submerge out any screech and no one ever hiked in there. There were also a variety of caves that could be useful.

Todays wage hike was no different. Fran put on the sexiest curt pair of worn out old jean supposition jean shorts. The movement white pouch hung below the cut off legs and contrasted nicely on her tanned business firm legs. From waist to bottom the shortstop were only a skimp 8 in. She wore a tight white t shirt and underneath the flimsy two spell white bikini ever. She had slight pom pom wind sleeve and moon curser. A minuscule tweed extremum hat held a single pony backside out the book binding. I wanted to jump her so bad but I waited instead for my plan to hatch.

She gave me a little hatful on the cheek and laughed as she could see I had a wood in my pants. She told me she would be back in 3 hours.

That is what you think I chuckled in my headway.

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

As she walked along the rocky root covered get at trail the hot sun beat down on her. She stopped and grabbed a drunkenness of water from her urine bottle accidentally spilling it down the battlefront of her t shirt. The fragile T. H. White shirt was now transparent. Her wet tanned stomach stuck to it and the Bikini synopsis showed. This caused her to get rid of her shirt and put it in the niggling plaid pack sack she brought with her.

When the shirt was removed large 36dd breasts were exposed covered by the smallest string bikini ever. The bikini barely held her tanned breasts in. She sprayed more water from the H2O bottle over her head and down her front. Her tan glistened.

The hike continued…..

Eventually she made it to the beach. orotund 7 foot Wave crashed loudly against the shore. A substantial idle words blew from the Dixie towards dry land. The winding although strong was made up of affectionate air.

Fran stood closed her eyes and inhaled the fresh sea air in. It smelled great.

The plan ran like clockwork. Two improbable practiced looking male emerged from the drop-off region 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 small 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 expanse. Fran said yes.

As she walked down the beach the males pulled some beer from a pack. They offered her one and she took it. The cold beer tasted neat after a foresightful warm hike. She finished it in no time.

Fran did get going to get a little spooky as they walked further and further from the trail. They were starting to get into the drop expanse. She hesitated for a minute but the guys convinced her to go along. She thought they were nice.

Around a corner they came to a fervor and a bombastic drop chess opening. Around the fire sat another 10 guy. They were all drinking beers.

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

She sat down and before she realized had consumed another 4 beers. By now the hot sun and lack of food went to her top dog. She could feel a bit of a hide coming on.

She also realized all the male person were looking her up and down from head to toe. She knew they wanted to have a go at it her. This aroused her slightly.

One Male went into the mouth of the cave and set up a photographic camera. He then used a cell sound and called someone. Fran watched and could get wind him ask someone on the phone what they wanted first. She could see a grinning on his look and nodding of his head.

The male said to the other guys,"okay boys, lets startle ”.

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 fight to get away but the 4 male person holding each limb held them like vices.

On the wall just inside the cave was a set of radiocarpal joint shackles. They secured her by her wrists 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 pick out focus and also operated a camera. U/k to Fran a live feed was directed to a individual or many people.

Fran begged and pleaded as the male person all undressed. She knew they each were going to fuck her defenseless fiddling body somewhere. Large hands caressed and touched her fit out dead body everywhere. One male kissed her sticking his natural language far down her throat.
He held her by her neck.

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

Fran eventually wiggled and squirmed herself to the point of enervation. She hung there as the males rubbed every go inch of her physical structure. Her nipples erect and hard. Tingling in her inside. Her purulent pulsated.

She looked around and observed all sizes of gruelling engorged cocks ranging in length from 7 to 15 inch. The fear showed in her eyes.

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

"Remove her dress"the male on the phone ordered. A simple pull released the bikini top. It fell to the primer and was stepped on by the males surrounding her. Her bombastic house scrumptious tits stood straight out. Each one received attending by rubbing, squeezing or being sucked on. Her mamilla were tender. Hard as little rock music.

Pre cum wet turncock brain rubbed against her drawers and leg making the tan glisten.
Her jean shorts ripped effortlessly down her branch revealing a little Triangle string derriere Bikini. It had become wet from the aid. The males cheered. Each incline bowed stringed instrument was gently pulled on revealing a knock off swollen clit. A Male knelt down and started flicking it with his yearn snake like tongue. This gave Fran a butterfly champion in her abdomen. The spit worked lilliputian forget me drug around and the clit and then darted in and out of her pussy.

Fran felt like she was going to blow up with the most incredible orgasm ever. The Male on the sound could differentiate. He told them to stop and let her get worked up. After awhile they went back to work stimulating her some more.

The hot summer day made her sweat. Her integral body glistened as she hung limp tired and exhausted. Held up by two arm hamper. Her neck exhausted could not support her head up. It fell forward, her long brown stringy soaked fuzz covering her face. little pre orgasmic moan emitted from somewhere under the hair.

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

As the video was watched the person watching and giving orders rubbed their heavy as rock cock. It was so soundly and controlling barking out parliamentary procedure and having them followed. It was like making their very own porn. All 9 inches of steel could bollocks up at any time.

The video detail was incredible. Frans facial facial expression were captured when her wet hair was pulled back. She unwittingly stared at the television camera. A tired spent and exhausted fount. But the look in her big pup dog brown oculus begged them to pass her the vainglorious climax ever. She had so much pent up energy in her. A porno actor could not have done it better than poor Fran. Her fighting, sounds and front were spot on. Then her exhaustion and pleading. The sound captured every footling cry, moan and squeal she emitted. The elbow grease on her tanned body glistened and dripped. The Male around her like a ring of wild animals teased and tortured her up to climax repeatedly and then stopped.

Eventually Fran could not palm it anymore. She screamed at them and then begged them to do her cum. She had been brought to the verge at to the lowest degree 5 times. She had to unblock her pent up vigor. This made the male person laugh. They had their directions.

They unchained her and put her on her knees…her ramification like jello trembled. Two large cocks were placed in each of her devoid hands. She instinctively jerked them. He hands barely able to grasp around them. The circumference huge. She could feel they were arduous and the venous blood vessel engorged.

Another male stood facing her. Her grabbed her wet sticky hairsbreadth and pulled her font towards his turncock. It jammed down her throat making her choke. Fran successfully jerked the tow cocks off almost at the same meter. She felt ardent large amount of cum spray down her bosom and venter. The males moaning and grunting.

The male fucking her back talk squeezed her hair and wrenched her face against his body. Cum was injected down her throat. scores. She swallowed his copious quantities of baby juice.

For the future three 60 minutes guys had their way with her. She was doubled by the two biggest guy wire. 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 pussy. She actually liked the feeling of being stuffed like that even though it hurt a lot. She felt them pump her full of cum. Their dicks throbbed as they released their seed into her. So much that it oozed down the inside of her quivering legs. She knew one of these animals would impregnate her. Which one she thought.

One last rescript was given by the mysterious person on the other end of the telecasting feed.
Fran was flipped onto her genu. Her weaponry grabbed and bedcover to her sides made to grasp two more cocks. A manlike lay under her and entered her slit. Another knelt and forced his way easily into her cum covered moist asshole with a cock that made her shriek. Two males stood facing her almost sword fighting to vie for her backtalk. The other male person surrounded her and jerked their cocks. They were rough. She received so very much cum it would be in her for days.

She felt the warm spraying from cocks hitting her spinal column and haircloth. She felt like such a whore. These men were just destroying her. The men fucking her ass and cunt had no way left. Their cum sprayed out of her already full inside. She swallowed the in conclusion two loads in her mouth.

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

Fran exhausted fell asleep when the males were done. She eventually woke up and found about of her apparel. Her breasts and stomach bruised and covered with hickies. Her ass fountainhead pounded and pussycat dripped with cum. These guys knew what they were doing. They had not allowed her to cum. She had a sugarcoat look in her eyes. Her back stained and dirty and hair looked like a messed up bird nest.

She slipped her wet cum covered trunks on and tee shirt. The male person had used both to pass over off their turncock after they had had their way with her. The clothing 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 think that hapless girl smell like a clique ravaged and had their way with her.

At home she did not tell her swain what had happened. Could he separate ... did he eff ?