Hermie the Lust bug: Fully Loaded, Part 2 by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) ~~~ "Have some more water," Raul said handing her the paper cup and wiping the sweat from her brow. She was panting; her face flush and wet, her eyes glazed over and her pulse raced. With shaking hands she reached for it. He took her out of the car kicking and screaming, five minutes earlier forcing her to sit on the dilapidated office chair in the corner to calm down. From past experience he knew it would be a little longer before she was back to normal. "Did you enjoy the ride, Honey?" her father asked entering the shop with a smile. Quickly she glanced at him with a worried expression. Did he know? Even though she couldn't stop what had happened, she remembered in vivid detail every excruciating second. Not only with the mechanic, but the salesman as well. How could she? Walking around the car, he gave it the once over again, sticking his head through the opened window to see the inside once again. His nose wrinkled as he smelled the familiar sweet aroma. Noticing the slippery gel on the seat, he swiped his finger across the white mucus bringing it closer to examine it. "What's this stuff?" he asked holding his finger out to Jack. "Uh, that's um, well, Raul, can you explain what that is to Mr. Bennett?" "Yea, sure boss," he said stepping closer. "That's the grease I used to pack the bearings. It must have been on the back of my pants when I sat down." Rubbing it between his fingers, Cal brought it closer to his nose. "It's got a funny smell and it doesn't seem to last very long. Are you sure this is okay to use on a car?" "Don't worry `bout that Mr. Bennett," Raul said smiling. "I lubed `er double the amount with that stuff. She's well packed." Jack suppressed a snicker knowing he just told her father that he came inside of his daughter twice and the fool didn't even realize it. "Well I hope so, I wouldn't want there to be a problem later." "No problems, Mr. Bennett. If she ever needs more, she can stop by anytime and I'll pack her full of it again. No charge," he added with a grin. Excusing himself Jack had to walk away for fear he'd laugh, rushing outside red-faced holding his breath. "Did you hear that, Honey?" he spoke looking at Nicole sitting quietly in the corner. "What great service you'll get here. Free oil changes and lube jobs anytime you need it." She forced a grin, feeling the burning sensation between her legs intensifying. The numbness she had been feeling down there was slowly wearing off, giving way to a dull, painful ache. "Can we go home now, Daddy?" she asked standing, feeling the uneasiness of her legs. "I think they want to check the car out once more isn't that right?" he asked Raul as Jack hadn't returned yet. "Oh no, sir, everything on that car works great. I've already check it there ain't no problems." "In that case, Honey, let's go. You go first and I'll follow behind you, just in case there's a problem, okay?" She nodded, approaching the car. Smiling, Cal opened the door for her, watching as she slid into the seat. "I'm really amazed that you can drive a stick so soon. It took me several tries to learn." Looking up at her towering father she smiled. "Later we'll have to go for a ride so you can show me your moves," he added bending his head through the opened window to kiss her forehead. Raul smiled. `If he gets into that car with her she'll show him her moves alright,' he thought. "I'm parked in front. Drive around and wait for me and we'll go home together," he said turning to leave. She felt the car starting by its self and the clutch suddenly depressed. Her eyes widened as it shifted into reverse and slowly backed out, passing him at the entrance. Smiling, he waved watching her backing perfectly between the rows of cars before pulling forward toward the front. He hardly reached the side of the building when he noticed her pulling out into traffic. "NICOLE!" he yelled running after her. "Wait for me!" Stopping, he stared at the car disappeared around the corner. "What are you doing?" he asked rhetorically. "Is there a problem, Mr. Bennett?" Jack asked approaching him. "Yes. I specifically told Nicole to wait for me so that I could follow her home and she just took off!" "Well you can't blame her. She's a teenager with a new car. I'm sure she just wants to show it off. Don't worry; she'll be home soon enough." "That's not the point! She's never done anything against what I told her. Not once. She's a good girl and wouldn't disobey me like that. Not even to show off a new car. I was a teenager once so I know what boys want from a pretty girl. I've protected both of my girls from those horny bastards!" "I wouldn't worry too much, Mr. Bennett. I'm sure she'll be okay. Oh, and while I'm thinking about it, I never did get her cell number to remind her about the oil change." *** Nicole was in a fog, staring ahead unsure where she was going as she darted in and out of traffic heading north. Several minutes later she was almost out of the city limits and not slowing down. She never came out this way very often as it's mostly undeveloped with sparse housing tracks peppered throughout the area. The car slowed, turning sharply to the right, heading down a deserted street leading to a cul du sac where a few unfinished houses sat vacant. Her hands were on the steering wheel, but she wasn't controlling where it went. The four roofers were the first to notice the small, white Volkswagen Beetle speeding down the street heading their way. They paused, watching as it approached, narrowly missing the vans and work trucks parked along the road with the headlights flashing. "What tha fuck?" Lenny asked dropping the package of shingles with a thud. Not stopping until the last minute, the small car pulled into the driveway, inches from the house they were working on with the horn blowing loudly. That got the attention of the two electricians, the plumber and three guys working on the sheet rock. The roofers headed to the edge above the car, looking down. It was too close to the house to see who was driving but noticed the others filing from the home. Their eyes bulged when they noticed the young red-headed girl pull herself from the driver's side widow and sat on the door with a smile. "Sure is hot today, isn't it?" she asked pulling her shirt off. "HOLY SHIT!" Lenny exclaimed watching as she dropped back into the car as the others quickly surrounded it. By the time they made it down to the ground, one of the guys was on top of her pumping his fat ass up and down between her spread legs while another guy was hunching into the small car from the passenger's side while she sucked his cock. "Damn, looks like our lucky day!" someone called out. *** "Hurry up, man, you've been fucking `er for fifteen minutes already! Give someone else a turn!" the only black man in the group yelled out stroking his erection through his jeans. "You're not going next, I am," the plumber stated still holding his cock in his hand. "I don't care `bout that. I just want my turn!" Nicole groaned, feeling her currently lover stiffen and grunt while he pumped a second load of cum into her. Pulling the cock from her mouth she growled. "YESsssss" she hissed, as it slowly stopped twitching deep inside of her. His cock remained stiff, soaked in her cavity of slime and didn't want to stop. Slowly his hips began moving. "That's enough!" someone yelled out, grabbing his shoulders. Another man helped in pulling his off of her as the plumber quickly replaced him, sliding his erection completely inside with one thrust. They grunted together. Her concentration on the new cock was briefly interrupted as the second cock she had sucked began jerking between her lips, flooding her mouth and throat with cum. Gulping like a thirsty fish, she swallowed everything he had to give, reaching for his balls to milk the last few drops. Pulling away from her, it sprang from her mouth with a pop as the next man stepped up to replace him. Her lips slid over his cock, pushing the head to the back of her throat. "Oh, shit!" he moaned feeling the intense suction her mouth provided. Returning her attention to the man on top of her, she wrapped her legs around his waist, thrusting her hips against his to increase the speed and impact. Reaching for her tits, he lowered his head to suck the swollen nipple into his mouth. "Damn this slut is hot!" he groaned, pumping harder against her. "Well hurry up so we can all see how hot she is!" The two o'clock summer sun was beating down on them, making the car hot and humid as the men rotated around, and fucked her in different holes. For nearly three hours they went at her relentlessly, pounding her into the seats, pumping their cum into her insatiable body with no end in sight. Her current lover cried out, welding his groan to hers, feeling the spray of his own cum wetting his pubic hair as her overflowing pussy was too full to contain any more. Panting, he felt the hands on his shoulders pulling him away. "NO!!!" she cried out reaching for his slippery cock. "Don't take it out!" "Don't worry, whore, we've go plenty more for you," a voice rang out as she felt a weight in the car and seconds later, another hard cock entering her. "YESssssss!" she moaned around the cock in her mouth, feeling the wetness of their cum forced from her sodden hole trickling down her ass to pool on the vinyl seat. Gagging, she began swallowing quickly as the cock inside of her mouth began jerking, shooting thick goo directly into her throat. She was still trying to clear the thick mucus as the next cock forced its way through her lips. She resumed sucking, feeling his balls bouncing on the bridge of her nose as he thrust back and forth. The man fucking her dug his fingers into her ass, pulling her knees higher to give him better access to her hole. She was soaked inside and felt hotter than any pussy he'd ever fucked. Surprisingly she was still kind of tight. He would have thought an easy slut like her would be as loose as a twenty-dollar street whore. The strange thoughts and bizarre images rushing through his mind of the crazy things he wanted to do to her concerned him. The longer he stayed with her, the more intense the feelings were and he wasn't sure how long he could resist the urges. He didn't know what she was doing, but he couldn't stop himself from wanting to fuck her to death. She flexed her pussy, squeezing him tighter, pushing him over the edge once again. Five loads of cum he's pumped into her body so far and now he was adding sixth. Damn, what a slut! "Come on, hurry up all ready, I wanna fuck `er again!" a deep voice echoed in her ears. Moaning, she doubled her efforts on the cock in her mouth, taking it over and over again inside of her throat. The momentary feeling of emptiness she felt was quickly erased as the next man crawled between her legs. "Your gunna love this," he said pushing it hard into her saturated pussy with a growl. After a few strokes, he pulled it from her, eliciting a sorrowful moan before directing it lower. Cum streamed from her in one continuous flow, coating everything from her pubic hair to her tail bone, giving him a slippery target between the cheeks of her ass. She jerked as the feeling of his bloated cock head pushing through her tight sphincter startled her. Nothing had ever gone inside of there but surprisingly the pain was minimal as he pushed more of his cock into her bowels. She moaned as his entry stopped, feeling the wirily hairs tickling her tender pussy. "FUCK!" he called out. "This bitch's ass is tight!" Slowly he began stroking back and forth, gradually building speed and force until he was pounding hard against her, rocking the car from side to side. The unusual feeling in her ass was temporarily interrupted as the cock inside of her mouth began spiting its thick emission. She gagged once before swallowing quickly to clear her throat of the slime. After it moved away, the next hard cock was waving above her face. She opened her mouth, sucking it inside with a slurp. The next five men fucked her ass, spewing their cum into her bowels until she couldn't hold it inside and it began leaking from her gaping hole, leaking more cum onto the seat. "Let's make the whore air tight," someone suggested, pulling her onto her knees as he lay on his back. Pushing her onto him, he rubbed his cock around the dripping slime searching for the slippery hole. As the head caught, he lunged upward, slamming it hard into her. She grunted from the impact. Another man got into the small car, hunching over as he prodded around her rosebud for entry. Moaning, she felt him sliding fully inside on the first attempt. There was no time to think of the dull pain as another cock was brushing against her lips. She opened her mouth, taking it deep inside. The men were persistent, not stopping or slowing down as over the next hour each had the opportunity to fuck her pussy or ass with another cock just on the other side of the thin membrane. Cum leaked from her bruised, gaping hole as one cock pulled away and another slid in, continuing to fuck her. "Shit, here comes the boss!" one of the men waiting for another turn called out backing away from the car. The others waiting outside slowly moved aside as the hulking man approached. "What are you assholes doing?!" he yelled out nearing the car. "I'm not paying you to stand around! Get your asses back to work!" Gazing into the car, he jerked back. "What in the hell? What's going on in there?" he asked as the three men inside the small car continued going at the young, sweaty girl sandwiched between them. "Get your asses outta there right now!" The men seemed to be unable or unwilling to hear him, not stopping or even slowing down. The girl was hardly visible between the larger construction workers as he reached in, grabbing the man on top of her by the shirt. His pants were around his ankles, covering his boots, but was still had his pullover shirt on. "Get offa her, NOW!" he repeated pulling him from the car. The man's expression changed seeing it was the foreman as he quickly pulled up his pants, trying to button them over his painful erection. "Simon, com'on, get out!" he ordered the man she was sucking, slapping his arm. Hesitantly pulling his cock from her nursing mouth, he slid along the seat, ducking his head to exit, pulling his pants up. He watched the couple still fucking, oblivious to the others standing around or the newcomer shouting orders to her remaining lover to get out. Reaching in, Justin grabbed his worker's leg, jerking it roughly. "ENOUGH!" he shouted, getting his attention. "Get the fuck outta that car, NOW!" Slowly he complied, rolling over with the girl still attached to him at the groin. Dropping her onto the seat, he backed out, nearly knocking Justin over. "What in the hell is wrong with you guys?" he shouted looking at the young girl sprawled out, legs wide with her hips thrusting upward and leaking cum copiously. "You're pigs! You're all fuckin' pigs!" he stated turning to look at the remaining men. "Justin, it wasn't our fault," Lenny pled. "She showed up here begging us to fuck `er, honest." "Don't gimme that shit. Look at the whore. She's a mess and you just kept fuckin' `er. What's wrong with you? You're all disgusting pigs!" "We couldn't help it. She's fantastic! It's like she can read our minds or something and knows just what to do to get us off," Leroy added. "And she's a real nympho. Didn't want to stop and kept begging us to keep fucking her," Simon said. "Her pussy felt like it snapped around my cock." "Yea, I got the same feeling, `cept it was more like a pulling feeling," Simon added. "No," Leroy said. "It was sucking. Her pussy was sucking my cock, I swear it was!" The others nodded in agreement. Whatever it was doing, it was the best fuck any of them had ever had. "Look at all the cum," Justin said looking down at the pool of slimy liquids between her legs. "There must be a quart of cum! And you didn't have a problem fucking a filthy whore with a cesspool pussy?" he asked wrinkling his nose. "Not really. She's the best fuck I ever had, and you know I've banged a lotta whores. You should give her a try." "I wouldn't stick my cock in there, not like that anyway, and besides, we've got work to do! I can't leave you muthafuckas alone for a few hours and expect you to do your jobs! Now get back to work and all of you are working overtime to make up for this shit!" The men mumbled before scurrying away. Justin watched as the men disappeared before turning his attention back to the young whore. Even as nasty as she looked, she was beautiful and there was something about her. Maybe it was the way she twisted her body or the way she was thrusting her hips as if still fucking. Watching as she tweaked her nipples, she smiled, motioning him with a finger to move closer. He shook his head. Shifting her body to sit up, he watched the glob of cum damned between her legs suddenly slither toward the back of the seat, disappearing between the crack. Sliding a finger inside her hole, she slowly fucked herself with it before tracing a line from her pussy all the way up to her lips before sliding it into her mouth with a smile. His cock was twitching, but he didn't want to fuck her, well, not in the condition she was in, but perhaps if she wasn't so messy. "You need to go," he mumbled, not taking his eyes from her swollen slit. Why some of the prettiest girls become the biggest sluts he'll never know. "Please, come fuck me," she begged reaching toward him. "I really need your cock inside of me, please." He felt his knees growing weak and leaned against the car, feeling a tingling throughout his body. God she looked sexy, but no, it wouldn't be right. Feeling her fingers fumbling with the front of his slacks, he wanted to stop her but couldn't. Closing his eyes, he moaned feeling her mouth enveloping his rapidly growing manhood. "Just a blowjob, whore," he mumbled throwing his head backward with his eyes tightly shut as she took the tip into her throat. Not many sluts can deep throat him, but she's doing a hell of a job. He groaned as her hand went to his balls, massaging them like a pair of hairy dice. The slurping and sucking sounds were arousing, but the incredible suction and the depth she was able to take him was unbelievable. The guys were right about one thing, this slut knew how to handle a cock. Slowly he rocked his hips back and forth, driving the head just a little further into her throat, feeling the tightness of her esophagus as it swelled in her gullet. She moaned, sending minute vibrations throughout his lower region. Holding the back of her head, he began thrusting harder, forcing his cock hard into her throat, using her mouth as a pussy, reveling in the amazing sensation it was providing. Even though he had just fucked his wife the night before, he was very close to coming. Grumbling loudly, he barred his teeth, straining to hold out a little longer to enjoy the amazing suck job this girl performing, but he couldn't as ropes of cum shot directly into her throat, clotting it until it slowly slipped back through her tonsils. Amazingly, she didn't stop sucking and continued milking his deflating cock for more. Pushing her away with the palm of his hand on her forehead, he jerked his cock from her suckling lips, watching as the line of spittle slopped out, dropping to her chin. "That's enough. Now leave!" He demanded pulling his pants up. "Please," she begged, reclining on the seats, spreading her legs wide. "I need you to fuck me." Staring at the reddened slit he made a face. She had been kneeling on all fours while she sucked him and cum had been steadily draining from both lower holes coating her legs and inner thighs. The seat where she had been perched had a large wet spot with a giant snail trail leading to the back of the seat where it seemed to disappear in the crack. "Get moving, whore. You'll get no more cock here. Go some place else, we've got work to do!" he yelled slamming the passenger door. Her eyes followed him until he disappeared inside the house she was parked in front of. Sighing, she reached for her shirt while the car started. Moving behind the wheel, she smiled noticing all the men watching her leave. Too bad she couldn't stay longer, she was really enjoying it. "Wait, baby," Leroy called out through the opened window as the car backed away. "I didn't get your number!" "Don't worry about that," Justin said patting his shoulder. "A slut like that will be easy to find." *** The car pulled to the side of the road just before the highway and stopped. Looking around she was baffled as there was no one around. With the engine off, she noticed the stick shift moving lower, touching her right leg. Smiling she got a nasty thought and moved closer to it, slipping the ball into her hungry pussy. Sighing, she felt it going further inside, seeming to expand and softly suck her insides. It felt nice, especially when it gently massaged her G spot, bringing her closer to another orgasm. "HOLY FUCK!" Vern called out as they passed the small VW bug. "Did you see that?" he cried out turning to look out the back window. "See what?" Alan asked checking out the rearview mirror trying to figure out what had excited his cousin. "Stop and turn around. You ain't gunna believe this shit!" "What was it?" Alan asked slowing down. "Back there. In that white car with 69 on it. A girl was butt naked fucking the shift." Alan chuckled. "Vern, stop pulling my leg, man. I ain't gunna fall for something like that." "No, man, I'm serious as a heart attack. She had her pussy all over that thing and fucking it." Once slow enough to turn around, he stopped and looked at his younger cousin. "If you're lying, I'm gunna punch you in the face." "Okay, but I ain't lyin'." "I promise you, Vern, if you're shittin' me. You're gunna be sorry!" "Let's go check it out, I ain't lyin'!" The crunching gravel behind the car got her attention as she positioned the rear view mirror to see in back. She smiled as the two men got out of a pickup truck and slowly approached the car. Pulling her pussy away from the shift, she moved back into the driver's seat and waited. "Afternoon, miss," Alan said tipping his ball cap to her, noticing that she was indeed naked. Bringing her hand to shield the sun from her eyes she smiled. "Hi," she said sliding her free hand to her bosom. "It sure is hot today, isn't it?" she added parting her legs. Alan gave a quick glance to Vern and smiled as he opened the car door. "You want some company?" he asked leaning closer to her. She nodded, leaning over to lie across the seats. Looking around for any signs of trouble, he unzipped his pants and got in with her. Vern opened the passenger side door before pulling his jeans down below his knees and knelt above her head. Without pause, she reached for it, bringing it closer to her mouth. Both men moaned as they entered her simultaneously. ~~~ "ARRGGGHHH!" Vern cried out feeling his cock pulsing deep inside of her pussy once again. He was exhausted, drained and sweating profusely on top of the slut suckling his older cousin. It was the fourth time he came, three inside of her pussy and he was still rock hard. "I can't stop fuckin' her!" he said continuing to slam his thighs against her groin. "Well you better, `cause I wanna fuck `er again!" Alan stated moving around the small car to change positions. Vern crawled over her, kneeling on the sides of her chest while she sucked his cum-coated cock clean. Alan got between her legs and eased his hard cock back into her hot, wet pussy. She moaned, sending vibrations through Vern's dick. None of them noticed the flashing red lights behind the pick up truck or the two sheriff deputies cautiously approaching the small car, hands on their side arms. Deon Jackson motioned to his partner to go around the passenger side while he inched past the front of the pick up truck. James smiled noticing how fogged up the back window was. Drawing closer, both officers smiled as they watched the two boys fucking the slut in the front seat of a cramped little car. ALAN AND VERN!" James yelled into the opened window, startling the boys and laughing as Vern banged his head on the roof. "Uncle James!" he yelled back thankful it wasn't some crazed killer sneaking up on them. "What are you boys doing?' Deon asked leaning into the car. Even with the fright, both cocks were rock hard and still embedded inside of her. "What does it look like they're doing?" James replied over the top of the bug. "They're being boys," he added with a smile. "Well, you boys need to move along now, can't be doing that sorta stuff outside in the open where anyone can drive by." "I'm almost ready to cum again," Alan pled. "Just a little longer, okay?" he asked not slowing his thrusts. Deon smiled nodding his head. "Let's give the boys a little privacy," James suggested moving to lean on the front of the pickup truck. Deon joined him, resting his foot on the bumper of the small car lightly bouncing up and down. "Looks like Jack's up to his old tricks again," he said checking in over his radio. James smiled, waiting for the mic to silence. "Remember that slut last year?" James asked. "Damn she could fuck," he added to the acknowledgement of his partner. "Too bad she went all crazy and shit." "Yea and we've got Jack to thank for that." "We need to talk to him about that. Can't have it going on like this." "I agree. He needs to start telling us when he sells this car. I have finding out about it like this," Deon said smirking. "Hurry up, boys; we don't want to take you in on indecent exposure!" James laughed. "Are you going to tell your sister about this?" "Naw, I was a teen once. They're just venting off steam, that's all. Let `em have their fun. The loud grunt from the car told them one of the boys was cumming again. "Okay, party's over. Let's get moving," he said opening the driver's door. The boys groaned, but complied, exiting the car from different sides. "I won't tell you're momma `bout this," James said watching as his nephew zipped up his pants. You boys just need to be more careful, no telling what kinda disease a slut like this has." Looking into the car, Deon noticed for the first time the slender young red-headed girl squirming on the cum-stained seat. "Oh man, I don't fuckin' believe it!" "What? What's wrong?" James asked sticking his head through the other side to see the sprawled out young girl sliding two fingers into her sticky hole. "This is Nicole Bennett. Her father's the coach at the Lincoln High School. He just filed a missing person's report about two hours ago." "Are you sure it's her? I mean I went to high school with Cal." "Yea I'm sure. My son is on the swim team with her and I've seen her hundreds of times. It's her." "What are we going to do?" "Only one thing we can do," he said reaching into his back pocket. "You're not putting cuffs on her, are you?" James asked surprised by his partner's actions. "Hell no, I'm getting this," he said holding up the large foiled package. James smiled, shaking his head. "You got an extra one for me?" "No, you should be prepared. I've got only one and *I'm* using it!" he stated unhooking his gun belt, laying it across the roof. "For two years I've watched this tight-ass little slut strutting her sexy body around in that little Speedo and wanting to fuck her within an inch of her life. Looks like now I'm getting the chance." James watched from the side of the car, scanning often for any approaching vehicles but knew this late on a Saturday after noon, in this part of town, not many people came this way. At six foot five, 300 pounds, Deon was an imposing man, and as strong as an ox. The small car rocked back and forth like a boat caught in a storm and he wasn't sure why the girl wasn't screaming out in pain. The only sounds coming from the car were his grunts and her moans. The torn Magnum package rested next to his gun and he smiled thinking how many times Deon complained that they don't make big enough condoms to fit him. He has to special orders his as no over-the-counter condoms will do. The low garbled murmur coming from Deon signaled his approaching orgasm as the swaying motion slowed briefly. Not more than five seconds later, it resumed with the same animal sounds and thrashing as before. "Hey, take it easy on her, you'll ruin it for everyone else!" he said reaching into the window to rub his short, nappy afro." "Fuck that shit, I've been waiting too long to pass this sweet ass up. I'm fucking her until I can't fuck no more!" "Then I'm going into town to pick up a pack of condoms. You want anything?" "Better get some lube `cause I plan on fucking her in the ass too!" The twenty minute trip seemed to take longer as he pulled up behind the rocking car shaking his head. He's still going at her full force, not even slowing down. Radioing that they're taking a diner break, he shut the car off, heading to join his partner and the young whore in the Beetle. "UNIT 13, come in," the radio cracked. "Unit 13, respond." Deon was kneeling outside the passenger side, feeding her his engorged black cock, and gagging her as the oversize head pushed hard against her uvula. It was too thick to enter her throat, even as her head dangled over the edge of the seat, looking at the world through his legs upside down. James was on his third and final condom, feeling the slackness of her pussy after his partner stretched her all to hell. She still felt great and seemed to be pulling his cock further inside. "Looks like we've got to stop," Deon groaned, hoping to fuck her ass one more time before they left. Standing he pulled his slacks up, watching as James thrust fast and hard into her, nearing his fourth cum. "Hurry up; we'll have plenty more times to fuck her as long as she's got this car," he said reaching for his gun belt. Grunting, he slammed his hips hard against her, feeling his cock pulsing, filling the condom. Thank God none of his broke like Deon's had. He over used the rubber, stretching it beyond its capabilities and it popped inside of her. That didn't seem to worry him too much as he kept right on fucking her, adding his spunk to the others. Grudgingly he backed away, pulling the used condom from his slightly-larger-than normal cock, dropping it to the floorboard panting. Both men were in great shape, having gone through the academy twice and working out five days a week, but she really put them through their paces. Standing, he got dressed, watching his partner rushing to get into the cruiser. "Let's go, we've got a 481," he said starting the car. Taking one last look at the used whore he sneered angrily at her. Stupid whore. Nicole heard the car flying past her, sirens blaring as rocks were thrown from the road against the side of her car. Sitting up, she looked around, noticing she was alone. Sighing, she pulled her feet to the floorboard, feeling the cool, squishy object beneath her toes. She smiled noticing the three used condoms. Reaching for one, she brought it to her nose and sniffed, smiling at the arousing scent. Without thought, she raised the reservoir tip, allowing the cool, slimy goo to drain out onto her lap as she rubbed it all around her pubic hair and throbbing clit. The second and then third one was emptied, saturating the area as the overflow ran down her slit to the crack of her ass. Giggling, she felt it slithering further behind her, making its way to the crack between the back and seat. The shift moved, bumping against her leg and she smiled. Grasping the modified eight-ball knob, she got closer, sliding the smooth orb into her overheated pussy. Gasping, she lowered herself, taking the ball deeply into her pussy, tingling as it seemed to feast on the stored juices. Minutes later, she felt refreshed and ready for more. Slipping on her shirt, she grabbed the seat as the car jetted from the shoulder onto the black top, heading for the city. Her mind was still cloudy, her thoughts of nothing but fucking and cocks. Lots and lots of cock. She wanted them, no needed them but wasn't sure why. Her eyes watched like a lion hunting Gazelle, noticing every man they passed. She groaned as they pasted the third man in less than five minutes. Suddenly the car slowed, turning into the park not too far from her school. Curious, she sat up, scanning the area unsure why they were going there. Going through the wheel-chair ramp, they drove across the grass, over a small hill and headed toward the basketball courts. She smiled noticing the six black men shooting hoops. Hermie pulled right to the chain-link fence, his lights flashing, the horn blowing, getting the attention of the players. "What the fuck's with the white bitch?" Donald asked noticing the young girl sitting behind the wheel. The horn blew once again as she eased out the driver's window to sit on the window seal. Jamal walked closer holding the ball with one hand to his side. He stopped noticing the white girl was naked from the waist down. "It sure is hot today, isn't it?" she asked pulling her shirt over her head and dropping back inside the car. The men stood stunned for a moment before all rushed toward the gate. They were going to fuck this crazy white girl but good! Like a well oiled machine, they rotated easily between her three holes, fucking and cumming in them at will. They had never experienced such a horny girl before and no matter how hard they fucked her or how often, she always wanted more, begging them over and over once they were too exhausted to continue. She could hear conversations going around her as cell phones were pulled out, offering to share the white girl with their friends. People kept arriving, getting into line to use one of her overfilled holes. It was starting to get dark, but she didn't want to stop. Shifting around to mount another cock, she looked at all the black faces peering through the windows at her. Behind them were even more, pushing their way to get closer. She smiled thinking there were enough black men there to make a Tarzan movie. They didn't stop and she wouldn't let them, pulling and jerking on any cock within reach. She was sloppy and gooey, but still they fucked her, shooting more cum into her body. The car reeked and was too hot but no one seemed to care. Some stayed longer to fuck her several times; some only came once or twice before leaving. One of the last ones to arrive was pushed to the front of the line. "Let Sean have a turn," Anthony said pulling the guy about to get into the car away. "He won the state meet and earned it!" Moving aside, the guys made room for the tall, muscular teen. He could only see part of her body but from what he saw, she was smoking hot. Pulling out his hard cock, he moved closer, touching the tip to her gaping hole. She moaned as it slipped deep inside. Pulling the cock from her mouth, she smiled at her newest lover with the very large cock. "NICOLE?" he asked noticing his teammate sprawled out in the small car getting gang fucked by more black guys he's seen at one time since the last rap concert was in town. "You know this slut?" someone called out. "Yes, she's on the Lincoln swim team. Her dad's the football coach but I had no idea she was like this!" "Fuck yea," someone called out. "Hurry up, I wanna nuther turn fuckin' her!" ~~~ The car was silent. Only the sounds of the woods could be heard. Pulling herself upright, she looked around, seeing no one. She was alone. Needing to pee, she tried opening the door, but couldn't. The lock wouldn't budge. The eight ball moved closer, nudging her leg. Sighing, she moved over, sliding it back inside to nourishing her mechanical lover. Drained of fluids, she stumbled from the car, landing on the trash, beer bottles and cans strewn about the area before releasing her bladder. She was a mess and needed to clean up, but Hermie had other ideas. It had been months since he had been feed and was still hungry. As the engine started, she fell back into the car, nearly having her foot slammed in the door as they drove away. The clock at the corner bank flashed the temperature and time, showing it to be 11:54. For more than twelve hours she has been inside the car, driving around looking for lovers. She wasn't satisfied, but not as wanting as when she first started. They turned down a side street, heading toward the old downtown where she was never allowed to go. The flashing neon lights advertising "GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS" lit up the night as they approached the Pussy Cat Club, slowing to pull into the driveway. The lot was full and Nicole vaguely remembered hearing stories about `the dive', as her father called it. Knife fights, drug arrests and prostitution plagued the oversized strip club as they catered to an unsavory crowd. Hermie approached the building, speeding through the crowded parking lot, narrowly missing several cars, stopping right next to the door where two men sat outside smoking. They had seen the older model bug wiping around like mad before coming to a stop in front of them with the lights flashing and the horn blowing. The head lights blinded them as they turned their heads to shield their eyes. "What's with the asshole?" one asked standing to confront who ever it was driving. He suddenly stopped when the naked girl popped out of the window, sitting on the door with a huge smile. "It's hot tonight, isn't it?" she asked slipping back inside. Hank turned to his buddy with a confused expression before approaching the car. Wayne wasn't far behind, going around to the passenger's side. Both men gawked inside at the young girls slithering back and forth on the seats like a pet snake. Looking at each other over the car, they opened the doors and climbed in, met enthusiastically by the insatiable teen. One face, then two appeared in the windows as the two men fucked her from opposite sides. Then more appeared as word of the young slut spread throughout the gentleman's club. Soon the neon lights and flashing sign was no longer visible as more men gathered around to see and then to fuck the young whore. She grunted as the first cock of many to follow erupted inside of her. *** The lights were still on as the car pulled into their driveway; parking next to her father's truck. The garage door was down and the security light dimly lit the yard. Her door opened and she fell onto the wet grass, the sprinklers drenching her hair, cooling her body. She drifted in and out of consciousness for a while before turning over, groaning at the memories of the day. Every face, every cock, every orgasm came crashing down on her as her mind was flooded with the thoughts of her lovers. Then her body responded as the culmination of all the physical exertions seemed to surface at the same time. Her throat swelled, and suddenly was burning and raw as the countless men used her mouth like a second vagina. Her ass hole felt torn and stretched, throbbing from use but her pussy was by far the worse. Holding it with her hands, she rocked back and forth, wishing the pain would just go away. While having sex, it didn't hurt and only the pleasure was felt. Now she was paying for that pleasure. Screaming out, she heard a few dogs barking down the street and realized how much trouble she would be in if her father looked outside and saw her like this. Trying to stand, her legs gave out, bringing her to her knees. She needed to clean up but couldn't just walk in the house looking like she did. Crawling on her hands and knees, she made her way around the back of the house, heading for the pool. She dropped in with a small splash, rousing Woody, their Sheppard. Cal heard a noise in the back and the dog suddenly started barking. Grabbing a bat, he went outside, flipping on the light as he went. Someone was swimming in their pool! "GET OUT OF THERE NOW!" he yelled holding the bat above his head. Slowly the wet body surfaced, holding on to the side. "NICOLE! Where in the hell have you been? Do you know what time it is? You've had us worried sick! Get outta there and get your ass in the house, NOW!" Slowly she pulled herself to the edge, grimacing from the pain. Cal's eyes widened as he saw her nakedness. "Where are your clothes?" he asked heading to the cabinet to get her a towel. "INSIDE! NOW!" "Cal, what's going on? What are you yelling about?" his wife asked standing in the doorway. "Oh my God, Nicole, you're home!" she added rushing to her, throwing her arms around her. She was sore all over as not one place on her body went untouched by the men she had... she, she couldn't even say it. In the brighter kitchen light they were horrified at what they saw. Their daughter looked terrible and had bruises and scratches all over her arms and legs. Thankfully the towel covered her body or they would really be freaking out. "It's 4:15, Nicole. In_the_morning! Where have you been?!" He shouted, pushing her to sit down. The pain in her lower body was intensified by the impact. "You better answer me or you'll be sorry, do you hear me?" he yelled at his non responsive daughter. "Cal, not so loud, you'll wake Renee," Lynn said touching her husband's arm. "Too late," Renee mumbled entering the kitchen rubbing her eyes. "He woke me up when he was yelling outside." "I hope you're happy, Nicole! You made me wake your twelve-year-old sister! Now, where were you, who were you with and what were you doing?" She had her head down, not wanting to talk. Her head was killing her and every part of her body ached. She was in no mood to deal with him and knew he wouldn't understand what happened. She didn't even understand what happened. "Until you're ready to talk, you're grounded. No phone, no going out, no friends over and certainly no car! You were gone for almost 17 hours without so much as a call. We thought you were injured or in trouble. Anything could have happened to you, Nicole, did you ever think about that? And why didn't you wait for me at the car lot like I told you to?" She sat stoically, staring at her hands fumbling on her lap. "Seventeen hours! For that, you can't drive that car for 17 days. That should teach you responsibility! Now get to your room and don't come out until you decide to tell me what happened to you!" Gingerly she made her way to her room, falling to the bed in pain. Groaning she thought that it may take 17 days to recuperate for tonight anyway. "We were really worried about you, Nicole," Renee said slipping into her room. "Mom and Dad were crazy with worry. Why didn't you call?" she asked sitting on the bed next to her older sister. She groaned, turning over to stare at the ceiling. The towel parted, exposing her inner thighs all the way up to her pubic hair and Renee couldn't help but looking. They have seen each other naked all their lives, but it's been over a year since the last time she saw her sister naked. Her eyes widened as she saw the swelling of Nicole's privates. It looked like two small water-filled balloons perched around the crack. "Nicole, are you alright?" she asked unable to pull her eyes away from the sight. Noticing where she was looking, Nicole reached down to cover herself before exhaling deeply. "Renee, leave me alone, okay?" she said turning away. "I just wanna help, that's all," she huffed, standing to leave. "I hope Dad's not too hard on you," she said shutting the door. Nicole shook her head. There's no way he could be any harder than the men were today. ~~~ She was too tired to rise for church and faked an illness to stay home to sleep. Finding her mother's Vicodin, she took one, grabbed an ice pack for her sore pussy and headed back to bed to sleep. She heard her father and sister getting home sometime after noon but didn't get out of bed. Her mother stays later to volunteer for the afternoon revival service. "Is that Nicole's new car?" Renee asked wrinkling her nose at the unusual car. "It's ugly." "Yes, Honey, I know but you won't have to worry about seeing it for a while. I'm parking it in the garage for about two and a half weeks so it will be out of sight." Walking closer, she looked in. It looked sort of plain and old. Nothing she'd expect Nicole to drive. "Why did she buy it? I don't like it." "I'm sure it drives better than it looks. It's a starter car for her until she learns to drive. I'm going to pull it in the garage, want to ride with me?" "Okay, sure," she said pulling on the handle. "I need to get the key, wait right there, I'll be right back," he said heading toward the house. Moments later he returned, smiling at the blank stare on his youngest daughter's face. She must really hate the car too look so, bizarre. Getting in, he felt light headed for a while and a small static shock as he slid the key into the ignition. He noticed his eyes feeling heavy and shook his head to wake up. Grasping the large, billiards ball shifter, he eased it into gear, pulling it into the garage. The two sat staring ahead for a moment before Cal turned to look at Renee. She's a beautiful girl. Strawberry blond hair with a sprinkle of freckles and blue-green eyes. Puberty hasn't really started yet but he did notice the small lumps on her chest and talked to Lynn a couple of months ago about getting her a training bra this summer. Wearing her Sunday dress with the buttons along the front and her hair pulled up, she looked very sexy. He noticed her sweating as a large drop rushed down her face to drip onto her ruffled sleeve. He swallowed hard, bringing his hand to her face, gently rubbing her cheek with the back of his fingers. Such a beautiful girl. He was so involved with staring at her he hardly noticed his cock nearly bursting from his slacks. Reaching for it, he shifted it slightly to ease the pressure. Renee saw, turning her head as his hand move the bulge and reached for it. He sighed feeling her delicate fingers squeezing his manhood through his pants. Tracing a path along her neck to the front of her dress, he softly squeezed her budding breast, feeling the tender flesh beneath the material. Both sighed. Leaning over the seat, Cal brought his mouth to hers, pressing their lips together. She grunted as his tongue found its way inside of her mouth, rubbing along her inner cheeks and teeth. Her tongue responded, wrestling with his inside of her mouth. His hand went to her buttons and slowly unfastened them, spreading her bodice wide, exposing her pastel pink nipples no larger than gumdrops and just as soft. Kissing her chin, he moved lower, kissing her neck, her chest and finally locating her sweet little nipples with him mouth. She sighed as he sucked on one then the other. Her hand reached for his zipper but couldn't get it down. Stretching his legs, he helped her, pulling opening his fly and fishing out his erection. Her hand went for it, unable to fully envelope it's girth with her small hand. He groaned as she squeezed it. As if on its own, the seats reclined together, providing them a larger area as Cal shifted around to better make love to her. Helping her out of her dress, he tossed it into the back, sliding her girly panties down over her legs and throwing them out the window. She was panting as his fingers caressed her skin, enjoying a man's touch for the very first time. Unbuttoning his shirt, he struggled to undress in the small car, throwing his clothes outside with her panties. Both naked, they began touching each other; exploring the body of the person they each loved the most. Without words, they seemed to know what the other was thinking and soon Cal was slurping and licking on Renee's tight, bald slit, pushing his tongue into the tiny fissure. At nine-inches long and nearly as thick as a cell phone, he wasn't sure how he was going to get it inside of her, but something was compelling him to do it. It was something he had to do. She was very wet, secreting fluids like saliva and soon over flowed from her small opening, dripping down to the crack of her butt. He slurped the excess before repositioning himself between her parted legs. She reached for it, guiding the swollen head toward her most private region. Sliding it up and down her crack, she moistened it before tugging on it to get closer. She was ready. She hardly made a sound as he tore through her hymen, stretching her further than he ever thought possible for such a small girl. He went further, pausing to allow her to get accustomed to the intrusion before pressing onward. Her pussy felt incredible, squeezing and stroking him like nothing before. And strangely, it felt as if it was sucking his cock in further. Six inches slipped inside of her before he felt the back of her vagina. She would be too shallow for full penetration. Holding still to enjoy the sensation of what her pussy was doing, he felt it open up, allowing another inch to go inside. "Oh, shit," he mumbled as her uterus opened, pulling him further inside. He began shaking as another inch and finally the last remaining inch disappeared into her overstuffed hole. The excitement and sensation was too much for him as his cock began jerking, shooting thick streams of cum into the furtherest reaches of her womanhood. She could feel the strong spasms and began squeezing him harder, taking his entire load until he lay silently, panting on top of her. Both were wet with perspiration and grunting from what just happened. Surprisingly, his cock stayed rock hard and very deep inside of her. Slowly he moved his hips, allowing the head to slip in and out of her second pussy as it masturbated him. "God, I want to fuck you all day long, Renee," he whispered into her ear. She moaned, reaching up to feel his hairy chest. Even though he was almost 40-years-old he had a nice body and a really nice build. Her hands went to his arm, feeling his muscular biceps and forearms before dropping to his side, holding him as he thrust back and forth inside of her. Closing her eyes, she sighed at the wonderful feeling of having sex. ~~~ Nicole heard her car starting and move into the garage, but she didn't hear anyone come into the house. After waiting fifteen minutes, she went out to check on where they were. She was still achy and sore, walking like an arthritic geriatric patient as she made her way through the kitchen to the garage door. Swinging it open, she got the shock of her life as she saw her father fucking her little sister in the car. "OH MY GOD!" she exclaimed, grasping the door frame for support. The lovers didn't hear her as they were too involved in each other. "I'm cumming again!" she heard their father cry out jabbing her several more times before stopping. "DADDY! What are you doing?!" she called out, having to sit to keep from falling. Hearing his oldest daughter's voice yelling out, made him turn to see her staring at them from just inside the garage. Turning back, he saw Renee under him and felt his hard cock embedded deeply inside of her. "Oh my lord!" he screamed, pulling away from her, watching as her swollen hole slowly closed back up, trapping the slime which had been dripped out. "What have I done?" he asked falling against the door, as it opened and crashing to the ground. He felt nauseous and began retching, holding his stomach. "I'm going to be sick!" he said as the first wave of bile rose to his throat. Crawling to the trash can, he hurled three times remembering what he had just done to his baby girl. The car started, but he didn't turn as the nausea slowly diminished. Turning to sit on the hard, cold cement, he watched as the car backed out of the driveway, pulling into the street. "What the?" he yelled out. "Nicole, where are you going?!" He called pulling himself to stand on shaking legs. "I'm right here, Daddy, I'm not going any where. That's Renee in the car." ~ end of part 2