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10-23-2007, 04:30 PM
HITCH-HIKE HORROR
An Adele Silver story
by Ronin
REMEMBER, THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND FANTASY...
Kelly Windsor sat sulking in the back of the taxi as it sped through darkened county lanes back to Emmerdale. She took a swig from a bottle of Bacardi Breezer, rolled it round her mouth and spat it out of the open window. Shit, she could still taste that creep's spunk.
The night club in Hotton had been a dive, so Kelly had just necked a dozen Breezers, swayed over to the best-looking guy there and tugged him onto the dance floor. She'd ground her hot teenage body against him shamelessly, smiling as she felt the unmistakeable bulge of a fierce erection pressing against her cute buttocks as she backed up against him and writhed in time to the music. Half an hour later, the guy was ready to explode - gripping her wrist, her hauled her out of the club and into the car park, hustling her into the shadows between two flickering street lamps.
'Wait - look, I...ow!'
Kelly squealed as the guy grabbed a handful of her glossy hair and pushed the mini-skirted minx down onto her knees as he fumbled with his belt.
'Stop it! Get off me! I'm not that sort of girl!'
'Yeah, right. Shut up and suck, you cock teasing bitch.'
Kelly's eyes watered as the guy reamed her pretty face, his sweaty balls banging her chin. Holding her firmly by her hair, he hauled her up and down his throbbing shaft, moaning as her hot wet mouth slithered over his meat.
'Mmmf! Ummphgh!'
'Yeah, take it! Take it all!'
Kelly's eyes and cheeks bulged as the creep blasted his load down her slender throat, holding her tight to make sure she swallowed every last drop. When he finally released her and she staggered to her feet, spluttering and gasping, he tucked a fiver into her cleavage.
'For the taxi, slut.'
Eyes flashing, Kelly threw the money at his feet.
'I'm not your whore! Keep your bloody money!'
Tossing her head, she tottered out of the car park on her high heels. God, what a bastard!
'Need a ride, darling?'
Kelly blinked away her tears and saw a taxi cruising slowly beside her.
'Yeah. Take me to Emmerdale.'
As the car sped through the pitch-black countryside, the taxi driver leered at Kelly in the rear-view mirror. Her skimpy crop top did nothing to hide her firm young breasts and her skirt wasn't much wider than a belt. Nice. Very nice.
'Why are you stopping? We're not at Emmerdale yet...'
The driver undid his seat belt and flashed her a seedy grin.
'Why are you in such a hurry, darling? Going out, dressed like that - there's only one thing you're after. Yeah? That right? Want some meat from a guy old enough to be your father?'
His fetid breath made Kelly gag.
'Yeuch! Get lost, pervert!'
She fumbled the door open and leapt out. The taxi driver wound his window down, his grin soured, his eyes malicious.
'Fine, bitch. Walk home if you want. I ain't even going to charge you for the trip - I'm just gonna go home and have a nice slow wank thinking about those cute little panties you've been flashing for the last five miles.'
Kelly swore as the taxi roared off into the darkness. Shit, Emmerdale was miles away! God, she'd cripple herself if she tried walking more than a hundred yards in her stilettos. What a truly crap night this had turned out to be...
Saved! Kelly frantically waved at the approaching headlights, heaving a sigh of relief as a battered transit van pulled up alongside her and three lardy builders grinned at her from the cab as the window rolled down.
'You alright, love?'
'I am now! Can you take me to Emmerdale?'
The driver, a paunchy forty-something with tattoos covering his beefy forearms, winked at her.
'Yeah, no problem. No room in the cab but there's plenty of space in the back - if you don't mind riding on a load of old tools...'
His mates sniggered but the double-entendre was lost on the dim-witted teenager, who flashed her rescuers her brightest smile and clambered into the back. Wedging herself between an old oil drum and a pile of spades, she quickly dozed off - waking with a start to find the van rocking as it made its way slowly over what felt like rutted earth. Where the hell were they? There were no windows in the back of the van to orientate herself and she tapped hesitantly on the metal wall at the back of the cab.
'Uh, hello? Where are we, please?'
The engine coughed and died, the cab creaked as the builders jumped out, heavy boots crunched, and then the rear doors were thrown open.
'Get out, slut. Time to pay for the ride.'
Kelly's heart sank as she saw moonlit trees and bushes over the builders' broad shoulders - they'd driven her into the middle of a wood and she knew that they hadn't just taken a wrong turning either. They were already fumbling at their belts and she moaned in despair at the thought of the ordeal to come. God, what had she done to deserve this?!
Very slowly, she got out of the van - then ducked under their outstretched ape-like arms and made a run for it. Her escape attempt was short-lived as she tripped over a dead branch and crashed onto her hands and knees, treating the three gorillas to a delicious view of her pert, curvy arse. A large boot planted in the small of her back kept her pinned to the ground, writhing and begging for mercy.
There was a thud as the driver fell to his knees behind her, grabbing hold of her hair to stop her from bolting again. Looking desperately over her shoulder, Kelly saw his eyes shrink to piggy slits, gleaming with lust as he peeled her miniskirt up around her waist with his free hand.
'No, please don't! Just let me go, I won't say anything, I promise!'
Chuckling at her distress, the driver pulled her panties to one side and tugged his cock out of his boiler suit. Kelly's eyes widened as she saw twelve inches of throbbing muscle springing free.
'No! No! Nooo!'
With a single brutal thrust, the driver rammed his entire length up her succulent snatch. Kelly shrieked as he pounded her mercilessly, smacking her arse as he rode her, calling her a bitch and a whore who'd got what she'd been asking for. The second builder got down on his knees in front of her, pulled her face up and plugged her screams with his dick, forcing his rod down her throat. Stuffed like a turkey, Kelly could do nothing but moan helplessly through a mouthful of meat as she was spit-roasted. Tears of shame ran down the teenager's pretty face as she was raped at both ends...
'Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!!!'
Kelly bucked as the thug behind her emptied his balls up her tight teen pussy, continuing to thrust until she'd milked him dry. As he pulled out with a satisfied grunt, the guy raping her mouth exploded as well, sending jet after jet of scalding jizz down her throat. Exhausted, she slumped to the forest floor, sobbing her little heart out.
'Ever taken it up the arse, slut?'
'Wh-what? My arse - oh God! No! I've never...'
The third guy, who'd stood by and slowly stroked his dick while he watched the young babe's rape, stepped forward and grinned.
'Nice one. A virgin.'
Kelly screamed yet again as the third builder pushed the nozzle of a can of WD40 engine lubricant up her tight puckered arsehole and flooded her bowels with viscous goo. As he tossed the empty can aside, and pried her lubed-up buttocks apart, Kelly begged for mercy.
No! Not my arse! Not my - nooooo!'
She felt the bulbous tip of the builder's thick dick nudging her virgin arsehole and then the breath was driven out of her lush young body as he heaved his hips forward, sinking his tool up her backside, stretching her virgin ring to the diameter of a bracelet.
'No! No! No!'
'Like it, slut? Like my fat cock up your arse?'
Kelly sobbed hysterically as she was buggered; the lashings of oil ensured there was no pain, thank God, but the humiliation was ore than she could stand. The builder's mates cheered him on, encouraging him to ram the curvy cutie's arse still she couldn't sit down for a month.
'Gonna...come...up...your...arse!'
Blazing heat scorched her arsehole as the buggering builder shot his load. There was a disgusting 'pop' as he withdrew, and she slumped forward once again, raped mercilessly in every orifice, wishing she was dead...
The van reversed away down the track. Kelly shuddered as she heard her attackers laughing and joking through the open cab windows. Slowly, she got to her feet, swaying unsteadily in her high heels, arse, snatch and chin glazed with dried spunk. God, that was the last time she ever hitch hiked...
An Adele Silver story
by Ronin
REMEMBER, THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND FANTASY...
Kelly Windsor sat sulking in the back of the taxi as it sped through darkened county lanes back to Emmerdale. She took a swig from a bottle of Bacardi Breezer, rolled it round her mouth and spat it out of the open window. Shit, she could still taste that creep's spunk.
The night club in Hotton had been a dive, so Kelly had just necked a dozen Breezers, swayed over to the best-looking guy there and tugged him onto the dance floor. She'd ground her hot teenage body against him shamelessly, smiling as she felt the unmistakeable bulge of a fierce erection pressing against her cute buttocks as she backed up against him and writhed in time to the music. Half an hour later, the guy was ready to explode - gripping her wrist, her hauled her out of the club and into the car park, hustling her into the shadows between two flickering street lamps.
'Wait - look, I...ow!'
Kelly squealed as the guy grabbed a handful of her glossy hair and pushed the mini-skirted minx down onto her knees as he fumbled with his belt.
'Stop it! Get off me! I'm not that sort of girl!'
'Yeah, right. Shut up and suck, you cock teasing bitch.'
Kelly's eyes watered as the guy reamed her pretty face, his sweaty balls banging her chin. Holding her firmly by her hair, he hauled her up and down his throbbing shaft, moaning as her hot wet mouth slithered over his meat.
'Mmmf! Ummphgh!'
'Yeah, take it! Take it all!'
Kelly's eyes and cheeks bulged as the creep blasted his load down her slender throat, holding her tight to make sure she swallowed every last drop. When he finally released her and she staggered to her feet, spluttering and gasping, he tucked a fiver into her cleavage.
'For the taxi, slut.'
Eyes flashing, Kelly threw the money at his feet.
'I'm not your whore! Keep your bloody money!'
Tossing her head, she tottered out of the car park on her high heels. God, what a bastard!
'Need a ride, darling?'
Kelly blinked away her tears and saw a taxi cruising slowly beside her.
'Yeah. Take me to Emmerdale.'
As the car sped through the pitch-black countryside, the taxi driver leered at Kelly in the rear-view mirror. Her skimpy crop top did nothing to hide her firm young breasts and her skirt wasn't much wider than a belt. Nice. Very nice.
'Why are you stopping? We're not at Emmerdale yet...'
The driver undid his seat belt and flashed her a seedy grin.
'Why are you in such a hurry, darling? Going out, dressed like that - there's only one thing you're after. Yeah? That right? Want some meat from a guy old enough to be your father?'
His fetid breath made Kelly gag.
'Yeuch! Get lost, pervert!'
She fumbled the door open and leapt out. The taxi driver wound his window down, his grin soured, his eyes malicious.
'Fine, bitch. Walk home if you want. I ain't even going to charge you for the trip - I'm just gonna go home and have a nice slow wank thinking about those cute little panties you've been flashing for the last five miles.'
Kelly swore as the taxi roared off into the darkness. Shit, Emmerdale was miles away! God, she'd cripple herself if she tried walking more than a hundred yards in her stilettos. What a truly crap night this had turned out to be...
Saved! Kelly frantically waved at the approaching headlights, heaving a sigh of relief as a battered transit van pulled up alongside her and three lardy builders grinned at her from the cab as the window rolled down.
'You alright, love?'
'I am now! Can you take me to Emmerdale?'
The driver, a paunchy forty-something with tattoos covering his beefy forearms, winked at her.
'Yeah, no problem. No room in the cab but there's plenty of space in the back - if you don't mind riding on a load of old tools...'
His mates sniggered but the double-entendre was lost on the dim-witted teenager, who flashed her rescuers her brightest smile and clambered into the back. Wedging herself between an old oil drum and a pile of spades, she quickly dozed off - waking with a start to find the van rocking as it made its way slowly over what felt like rutted earth. Where the hell were they? There were no windows in the back of the van to orientate herself and she tapped hesitantly on the metal wall at the back of the cab.
'Uh, hello? Where are we, please?'
The engine coughed and died, the cab creaked as the builders jumped out, heavy boots crunched, and then the rear doors were thrown open.
'Get out, slut. Time to pay for the ride.'
Kelly's heart sank as she saw moonlit trees and bushes over the builders' broad shoulders - they'd driven her into the middle of a wood and she knew that they hadn't just taken a wrong turning either. They were already fumbling at their belts and she moaned in despair at the thought of the ordeal to come. God, what had she done to deserve this?!
Very slowly, she got out of the van - then ducked under their outstretched ape-like arms and made a run for it. Her escape attempt was short-lived as she tripped over a dead branch and crashed onto her hands and knees, treating the three gorillas to a delicious view of her pert, curvy arse. A large boot planted in the small of her back kept her pinned to the ground, writhing and begging for mercy.
There was a thud as the driver fell to his knees behind her, grabbing hold of her hair to stop her from bolting again. Looking desperately over her shoulder, Kelly saw his eyes shrink to piggy slits, gleaming with lust as he peeled her miniskirt up around her waist with his free hand.
'No, please don't! Just let me go, I won't say anything, I promise!'
Chuckling at her distress, the driver pulled her panties to one side and tugged his cock out of his boiler suit. Kelly's eyes widened as she saw twelve inches of throbbing muscle springing free.
'No! No! Nooo!'
With a single brutal thrust, the driver rammed his entire length up her succulent snatch. Kelly shrieked as he pounded her mercilessly, smacking her arse as he rode her, calling her a bitch and a whore who'd got what she'd been asking for. The second builder got down on his knees in front of her, pulled her face up and plugged her screams with his dick, forcing his rod down her throat. Stuffed like a turkey, Kelly could do nothing but moan helplessly through a mouthful of meat as she was spit-roasted. Tears of shame ran down the teenager's pretty face as she was raped at both ends...
'Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!!!'
Kelly bucked as the thug behind her emptied his balls up her tight teen pussy, continuing to thrust until she'd milked him dry. As he pulled out with a satisfied grunt, the guy raping her mouth exploded as well, sending jet after jet of scalding jizz down her throat. Exhausted, she slumped to the forest floor, sobbing her little heart out.
'Ever taken it up the arse, slut?'
'Wh-what? My arse - oh God! No! I've never...'
The third guy, who'd stood by and slowly stroked his dick while he watched the young babe's rape, stepped forward and grinned.
'Nice one. A virgin.'
Kelly screamed yet again as the third builder pushed the nozzle of a can of WD40 engine lubricant up her tight puckered arsehole and flooded her bowels with viscous goo. As he tossed the empty can aside, and pried her lubed-up buttocks apart, Kelly begged for mercy.
No! Not my arse! Not my - nooooo!'
She felt the bulbous tip of the builder's thick dick nudging her virgin arsehole and then the breath was driven out of her lush young body as he heaved his hips forward, sinking his tool up her backside, stretching her virgin ring to the diameter of a bracelet.
'No! No! No!'
'Like it, slut? Like my fat cock up your arse?'
Kelly sobbed hysterically as she was buggered; the lashings of oil ensured there was no pain, thank God, but the humiliation was ore than she could stand. The builder's mates cheered him on, encouraging him to ram the curvy cutie's arse still she couldn't sit down for a month.
'Gonna...come...up...your...arse!'
Blazing heat scorched her arsehole as the buggering builder shot his load. There was a disgusting 'pop' as he withdrew, and she slumped forward once again, raped mercilessly in every orifice, wishing she was dead...
The van reversed away down the track. Kelly shuddered as she heard her attackers laughing and joking through the open cab windows. Slowly, she got to her feet, swaying unsteadily in her high heels, arse, snatch and chin glazed with dried spunk. God, that was the last time she ever hitch hiked...