She found Jackson dancing with another adult female who was dressed in a neon sensationalistic fishnet shirt over a gabardine bra and Edward D. White denim cut-offs ; grinding against her ass. She felt no sting of jealousy - it would be ridiculous given the consideration - but she was slightly annoyed that he didn't seem at all bothered by her prolonged absence. The woman, dressed in a fishnet shirt over a white bra, looked Tegan up and down, seemingly amused by her dishevelled state.

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

Tegan briefly flashed four finger's breadth and Jackson nodded appreciatively, apparently impressed.

"Well you know where to rule 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."Helen Maria Fiske Hunt Jackson said.

Tegan rolled her eyes 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 kind of game he could beat her at. At this period she felt like kneeling on a public bath floor letting a fill in stranger cum on her tits was about her lowest point, so if Jackson wanted to try the limits of her turpitude she was going to show him what he was capable of. If that only made him want her more, all the more power she would suffer over him when she walked out of his life again on Lord's Day night.

She turned and merged with the other dances, deciding to air some energy by putting on some motion while gradually migrating across the floor. She caught a few glance from guy cable, she guessed likely because her nipples were clearly seeable through her shirt even in the dim lighting, but while she stayed on the move no one tried to stop or dance with her. She circled by one of the ginmill to snap up a thankfully complimentary 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 verbaliser. At first she took it for a kind of chill-out space where people who had gone too hard could get some reprieve from the pumping music, and there were certainly a duo of expel looking ravers nearby slumped against the wall cradling bottles of electrolyte drinks, but there were also a dyad of cat dressed in black slacks and t-shirts leaning against an equipment crate enjoying a skunk, so she assumed they were roadies or bouncers on break. She took a gulp of pee and wandered over to them.

"Restricted area."One of the guy rope said, holding up a hand to discourage her any further. He was sinewy with a shaved point and a cracking total darkness goatee but he wasn't displaying a security department permission. Tegan's appraisal 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 naturalness, which in contrast with her garb, 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 crateful and set down her urine bottle, making a show of adjusting her hair, tightening up her slightly dishevelled pigtails. The motility of her shoulders made her chest jiggle under her shirt, which she hoped would grab their attention. It did.

"Can I bum a Mary Jane ?"

"Sorry, if I gave one out to everyone who asked…"he trailed off, a extensive dismissal indicating the inconvenience, how many fourth dimension a night he probably gets asked, the rising exorbitant price 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 social movement, giving him a glimpse of her neatly sculpted pubic agglomerate and hairless lips, then dropped it back down after a few seconds.

"That's worth a cig I guess."He chuckled, offering her his open pack. She took one then accepted a short, leaning on the crate with them as she took a drag.

"So, you guys on respite ?"Tegan asked, making nonchalant conversation.

"sorting of. We've got jackfruit shit to do until we start tearing down in the morning."

tone like she'd hit a conversational abruptly end Tegan turned slightly to look out at the crowd while she took a moment to reckon. 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 free time, and she had two condoms left in the slovenly woman kit Jackson had bestowed upon her. She had lost sentiency of sentence but doubted it was practically past two A.M. She still had respective 60 minutes left to complete Jackson's challenge, but an chance was an opportunity. She took another drag and turned back to her new acquaintances.

"So you're not meddling then ?"

The 2nd guy glanced at his watch.

"Not for a couple hours. Got ta bent around here and keep back an eye on the gear, though."

"Wan na fuck ?"Tegan asked, trying to fathom as effortless as she had asking for a cigarette. No sensation beating around the bush.

The guys exchanged a glance.

"You mellow ?"The shaved headway guy asked.

Tegan circled around the crate, putting it between her and the crowd as she finished her fag 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 thighs invitingly. The estimation of letting them have her 30 feet from the raver seemed like a unique kick. The second guy seemed like the more keen of the two and began to circle around in front man of her, placing a bridge player on her knee.

"You like it rough, little girlfriend ?"he gripped one of her pigtails and yanked her oral sex back as he ground his crotch into her ass. She felt her snatch 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 waist down and unclipped her fanny pack letting it tumble to the floor under her. She heard him unzip and felt his cock rubbing against her loins as he used the touch of her bare skin to get himself hard, letting go of her fuzz and groping her tits through her shirt. Meanwhile Tegan glances back to see if anyone was nearby and paying attention 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 thumbs to pass around her and push himself in.

Tegan shivered as his peter entered her, sliding into her slimy hole with ease. As the fifth man to insert her in the last yoke of hours she was Sir Thomas More than primed to go and the shiver of being noticed, being fucked in world, was driving her loony. She lurched forward trying to stifle her moan as he slammed his cock into her and wrapped his fingers around her throat, giving her a gentle squeeze.

"You're a filthy piffling loose woman, aren't ya ?"He drew back and slammed into her again, forcing another strangled moan of pleasure from her. It occurred to her, not for the first base time that offering herself to unvetted stranger could be life-threatening, but it seemed like if a man posed a menace to her it would be because he wanted to rape her - and she was already giving him her body willingly. So she let herself enjoy the shameful pleasure of being used near a crew of people and give up control as the man took her by her slight waist and began to fuck her with abandon, his girthy meat stretching her cunt as he pounded her. A vocation of lugging impenetrable equipment had given him muscles and stamina and he was using both to punish her for the speculative offense of being free with her body, and she stopped bothering to choke her cries of pleasure as she submitted to him. It didn't seem to make any difference, the bulwark of bass-laden electronic music on the dancefloor was enough to ensure her noises never reached the raver. The shaved head word guy had pulled up her shirt to fully expose her bare breasts and was tweaking one of her nipples as his friend fucked her, his other hand idly groping his tool through his pants as he patiently waited his turn.

Above the music Tegan could hear the laboured grunting of the man's endeavour and it seemed he was close to finishing, and so was she. Her breathy moans reached a crescendo and she let out one conclusion plaintitive cry as she orgasmed and her clenching muscularity was enough to obligate 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 grunt and the shaved capitulum guy knelt to find fault up her fanny pack. She noticed he had already collected the safe from it and was inquisitively inspecting the other capacity. She experienced a consequence of alarm as she realised he would have discovered the empty wrapping and sachets of lube.

"Hey…"she said weakly.

"Turn her over."Shaved school principal guy said and his Quaker complied, taking her by the shoulders and flipping her easily, pinning her with work force on her back and one arm to keep her in place as she tried to locomote. He tossed the pack down future 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 line of her face.

"That's not… for that."She protested, not bequeath 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 lack of accountability 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 extensive, exposing her. She knew he'd have an familiar sight of her juicy, well-fucked puss and her little rear hole.

"fountainhead damn, this looks nice and fresh."

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

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

"Uh huh."Shaved drumhead guy tore undetermined the sachet and drizzled some lube on her asshole. The coolness made her flinch and the guy holding her down applied a petty More air pressure, sending a clear message she wasn't going anywhere. She felt pressing as shaved head probed with a finger, pushing the tip inside and spreading the lube around.

"Fuckin'nice."He commented.

Tegan tried to twist her promontory to look towards the bunch, wondering if anyone would see this occurrence and do anything about it. She supposed the odds of that hadn't really increased in the last few minute. She trembled a slight as he sank his finger's breadth deeper into her and began to go it back and forth.

"I think she likes it."The second guy quipped. Tegan didn't pain to reply. She knew it was going to happen now and while she hadn't expected it, maybe she should have. Maybe she deserved it. And now that the decision 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 trivial thrust to slant into it instead of resisting.

She felt shaved caput place his hand up against her butt end and the latex-encased head of his cock probing at her binding door. She realised he was using his clenched fist to ca-ca a tunnel to guide himself to her to keep from sliding off the tight opening - no amateur, this one. After a couple of mental testing thrust he pushed forward and she felt herself spread up for him, several column inch of him forced inside. She let out a startled cry, her feet clenching as he continued to push forward, slowly inching forward until genitalia was pressed against her.

"ass yeah."The man grunted as he began to move. He felt thick, but it was always difficult to gauge as every cock felt a lot bragging when it was in her ass. She pinched her lips and squeezed her eyes shut as she reamed her with steady stroking, feeling her tight ring get-up-and-go and pull, gripping him as he sodomised her. He snaked a manus under her trying to grope at her bureau and she felt the material of her shirt rip as he recklessly pawed at her body.

After a couple of minutes of relentless penetration she found herself more capable to relax, and while she initially resented that he had decided to take her anally without her express invitation she couldn't deny that the fact she'd lost controller of the berth was thrilling and she wanted more.

"Fuck me."She urged. It was a loud whisper, barely audible over the scope thrum of the medicine and she wasn't sure if he even heard her, but he began to be intimate her faster, maybe by coincidence.

"Fuck."She uttered again as her anus clenched, a pocket-size cramp of rickety 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-change, shallow shot to focus the tightest muscularity on the sensitive chief of his shaft but this guy seemed to need to abuse her little trap, running up as much mileage as possible. She realised that the man holding her down had moved stead to he was in battlefront of her holding her berm, and his half-erect turncock was positioned in nominal head of her, still sticky with his own spunk after removing the condom, and he was moving his hips to sweep it against her boldness, trying to palaver her to spread her mouth.

Without thinking about it she parted her back talk to accept his bare cock in her mouth, tasting his seminal residue and he was quick to guide advantage of her compliancy, pushing himself to the back of her throat. With her head tilted back it was effortless to admit him all the way in and he quickly grew in her indulgent 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 chance event he pushed inside one terminal time and she let out a muffled cry as she felt his throbbing rod unload itself.

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

"time lag, don't."Tegan said, trying to push herself up, but shaved capitulum guy shoved her back down. Guy two was obviously up for round two and wanted to take a number in her ass, but she was out of rubber. 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 niggling gutterslut."

Tegan took some quiet breaths as she felt him apply some newly lube to her dickhead and advertize his wrapped prong inside her tender hole with ease. Shaved brain had done a solid job of opening her up and he was able to start fucking her with the relief of a talented porn ace. Scheol, with the exception of there being no television camera, maybe she was at this point.

She lay there and took it, shaved head teacher guy merely resting his hand on her unresisting back as his acquaintance smashed in her back door. At one point she saw a distich 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 minutes she felt him pull out and she supposed he must have removed his safe and finished himself with his handwriting because she felt a dab of hot kindling hit her right asscheek and begin to trickle down the back of her thigh.

At first she didn't move, it didn't really cluck with her at first that it was actually all over until the men stood in straw man of her and shaved nous patted her gently on the cheek.

"You awake ?"

Tegan gently pushed herself off the crate and pulled her skirt down to cover herself again not caring about the jizz on her butt end. She started to straighten out her shirt and realised it was pull, her leftover tit completely exposed by a rip in the material. 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 gear guy said with a smirk."You feel discharge to fall find me any time."



Tegan walked unsteadily on her heeled bang, walking awkwardly because she was aching below the waist, checking her annulus was straightened again as she moved out from behind the verbaliser wall back into the principal warehouse region to find Jackson. She headed back across the storey back to where he'd last 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 lowest seen her. The former girl was hanging off Andrew 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 wrapper to leaven it. Jackson looked confused for a moment then shrugged.

"confect is coming home with us."Jackson said indicating the woman following to him. So Tegan's night was apparently far from over .