His hands clamped viciously on the twin mounds of her tits. She felt the flesh flow between his fingers. He squeezed harder on her nipples and then began to roll them around in tiny circles. As she moaned, he increased the size of the circles until he threatened to rip her nipples entirely off the tips of her boobs.
'Ahhhh, ohhh! Please, don't do this to me!'
'Why the fuck not? Tell me what I'm gonna do to you. Tell me!'
'Y-you're going to fuck me up the asshole,' she groaned out. In spite of herself, she felt her pussy beginning to churn and grow damper. The idea of being raped had entered her fantasies a lot, but that was all. She had wished for a man to come up and desire her enough to rip off her clothes and then fuck her. She would yield gradually to him, her passions mounting as he fucked her.
But it had all been a fantasy. The reality of the rape was more than she could handle. And he wasn't even raping her up the cunt. He was going to drive his impossibly thick cock all the way up her back. He was going to rape her ass.
'More. Tell me more!'
'You're going to f-f-fuck me up the asshole with your p-prick!'
'Yeah.'
And then he began to apply the pressure. She felt his heavy body moving behind her. His hips lunged forward driving his cock into the tight hole of her rectum. She didn't want him fucking her up her shit chute. Her body resisted and this made the pain almost unbearable for her. She had thought it was bad when he had dived into her cunt and found her cherry. This was a dozen times more painful.
And degrading! She couldn't believe this was happening to her. It was out of some nightmare. She knew she would wake up any minute, safe and sound in her bed at home.
And then she felt his cock slide into the tight ring of her asshole. The hood of his purpled cockhead told her this wasn't a dream – it was a living, breathing, fucking nightmare. 'Aieeeee!'
He laughed at her pain. Inch after inch of his prick slipped slowly into her tensed-up asshole. She felt his strong fucking motion carry him up her back in spite of her tensed muscles. Relaxing a little relieved some of the pain she felt. She didn't want to be ripped and torn apart. The mere presence of his cock so far up her guts would make her sore for weeks to come.
'That's the ticket,' he said. 'Relax. Enjoy it while ole Pete fucks the merry shit out your ass, girl. Damnation, this is my lucky day. Never felt an asshole this hot and tight before. You're a virgin all around, ain't you, girl?'
She bobbed her head up and down, sending cascades of bright red hair flying about her shoulders and face. His hands still gripped her wrists tightly above her head. With her jeans pulled down the way they were, she might as well have had on chains. She couldn't kick or scratch. All she could do was stay bent forward in the seat, the man's prick reaming out her butt.
'Fucking tight, just the kind I love to get my pecker into. This is my lucky day, yessir!'
She thought it was terrible when he was driving his cock into her dry ass. It was even worse when he began to retreat. She thought the suction formed in her guts would kill her.
It didn't. She managed to survive, but it was horrifying. Never in her life had she been so humiliated. As his prick slid from her tight asshole, there was a loud squishing noise, almost like a fart.
'Hey, I like that, kid. You got a tight behind. Keep those asscheeks of yours clutching down on my cock. It makes me feel even hornier for you. And baby, I'm so fucking horny I may never stop banging your ass!'
Sheryle knew she should be offended at that. But she wasn't. The feelings in her lush, young body were just now coming alive. She was responding to the man's butt-fucking. She hated herself for wanting more, but she did. She felt the need for him to humiliate her, to use her, to fuck her up the rear and then go on to do whatever he wanted with her.
The need to be dominated by a strong man had never occurred to her before. She realized that her virginity was due to the fact that she had never found a man who would tell her what to do, to make her bend to his wishes.
'Fuck me, fuck me good!' she moaned out.
'SO you're getting with it, huh? Good. Cuz I'm gonna bang your bottom till it's red – and then I'll fuck it some more. Nothing I like in the world more 'n cornholing a chick who's willing and eager.'
She felt the wrist-thick cock enter her ass again. Relaxing wasn't easy, but she managed to do it. She had to or he would rip her most sensitive tissue and keep right on fucking her ass. She felt the contours of his prick as the entire length shot up her back again.
Tensing and relaxing her inner muscles brought her to life. She felt each and every contour of the trucker's huge cock. And she loved it. The teenager was confused and didn't know what was happening to her. She shouldn't be liking this ass-rape. But she was. And she wanted more of his prick.
'F-fuck faster!' she moaned out, her passions totally devouring her now. She didn't care if Michael heard or not. She had to have that cock ramming deep and fast up her asshole. She had to, or she would go mad from the ill-suppressed lust in her nubile young body.
'So your boyfriend's never greeked you, eh? Didn't figure he would have. But I did think you would like it. You're the kind of chick that makes a man hard just looking at her. Those tits of yours, wow!'
He squeezed down on her boobs to let her know how much he liked them. She found herself shoving out her chest to get as much of her tits into the palms of his hands as possible. She loved it when he crushed them flat. The way her nipples dipped into the softness of the surrounding titflesh turned her on in a big way. And he was so strong.
The more she struggled against his grip, the tighter it became. She knew it wasn't possible to escape. And this pushed her inner desires to the breaking point. She was helpless. She couldn't be blamed for what he did to her. She could let her emotions run wild. And she did.
She came hard. His prick raced in and out of her butt until she felt as if he had dipped it in acid. Her flesh burned at the touch of his hard-fucking cock. And she couldn't get enough. She wasn't in the best position, bent double in the seat, her legs virtually tied together by her jeans, but she succeeded in ramming her ass backward into his groin to get even deeper penetration.
'That's it, kid. Give'em hell!' the trucker cried.
She felt her tender ass rubbing over his greasy jeans. But they fit together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Her ass molded itself perfectly to the curve of his crotch. And his prick filled her to the breaking point.
She screamed again, this time in stark carnal pleasure. No amount of ass-fucking had seemed possible to get her off when they had started. Now his mere presence was enough to make her quiver and thrust her ass back for more prick.
'Yeah, baby, keep moving like that. The way you clutch down around my cock makes me think I'm fucking a vise. One that's been shoved into a blast furnace. Shit, kid, don't let nobody tell you you ain't got a hot ass!'
His thrusts began to take on a jerkier movement. She felt his prick expand to impossible dimensions in her tightly held asshole. The girl was inexperienced but realized this meant he was going to come. That would give her the sexiest enema she could think of. His jizz filling her asshole!
'Ohhh, oh! Give it all to meeeee!'
Her entire body was wracked with pleasure. She moaned and whined and felt her asshole clenching again as an orgasm smashed through her. When the hot rush of his jism filled her rectum, she came again. When the white-washing with his cum was done, she almost felt cheated. His prick went limp and slithered from her ass amid a flow of his cum and her own shit.
'Damned fine, kid. And that's the gospel truth.'
Sheryle couldn't even speak. Her entire body was still trembling like a leaf. And her cunt and ass burned with a fire that might never go out. She had hated the ass fucking – and she had loved it at the same time. The girl couldn't figure that out.
Maybe some day she would, but not now. She was too spent and confused.
CHAPTER FOUR
'I tell you, Mr. Stanton, nobody's looking for them. I picked them up in another state.'
