been slapped in the face. Beg?! Was he high? As much as I
wanted this bull of a man, there was no way I’d beg him to fuck me.
I’d already been fucked by three guys. Who did he think he was? I
had to maintain some shred of dignity so I turned away from him
with a huff. A low chuckle sounded above my head, and I heard his
boots clunk-tapping away from me.
“ Roland,” he said quietly
but with authority. “You up for it yet?”
“ Hellz yeah, Mitch.” The
stocky bastard grinned like a little kid and jumped up from the
seat.
“ Good. Go grab the
creeper.”
Roland scrabbled around the
shop till he found a bright red contraption that mechanics use to
wheel themselves under cars on their backs. He dropped it next to
me and my heart leapt into my throat. What on earth were they going
to use that for?
Roland looked at Mitch for
further instruction. “Kneel down on it,” he rumbled.
Roland’s brow crinkled in
confusion but started lowering himself on to the cart.
“ Not you, idiot,” Mitch
hissed. “The girl.”
Not daring to disobey, and
curious as to how they would use the thing, I moved to my hands and
knees to crawl over to it. I was still wobbly from being used so
roughly but I managed to maintain my balance as I climbed aboard,
my tits hanging and my ass in the air. I was even more vulnerable
than I’d been earlier because it was all I could do to stay
upright.
Roland planted his foot on
my ass and gave me a shove. I squealed in terror as I rolled across
the garage toward the wall, but Mitch’s strong hands grabbed me
before I smashed headfirst into the wall. More than anything I
wanted them to grab other parts of me but as soon as I was stopped
he removed them.
“ You stupid fuck,” he said
to Roland. “Get over here.”
Abashed, Roland scurried
over and positioned himself behind me. It dawned on me then that
Mitch was the leader of this pack, the alpha. I suddenly wanted him
even more.
“ Jake?”
“ Nuh uh, Mitch. Gonna have
to sit this one out. The girl’s sucked me dry for the
moment.”
“ Okay, Finn, you’re
up.”
Finn’s dark stare pierced
my soul as he slinked over to stand in front of me. All of us were
looking up at Mitch questioningly.
Without further
instruction, he simply said, “Begin.”
Finn unzipped and crammed
his long, thin dick in my mouth before I knew what was happening.
He was much longer than Jake and much fiercer. He grabbed me by the
ears and, in long, slow, deliberate strokes forced his cock all the
way down my throat. My gag reflex had eased by then but the smell
of my own shit on his shaft was rising up to my nose, and the
thought of it in my mouth was making me sick. But the deeper he
went, the more my pussy tingled.
Then Roland was slicking
the head of his fat cock in my slit, using the combined juices of
the others to lube himself up. And then he was entering me, filling
my cunt like no other man had. I moaned involuntarily. I thought
Finn might like a hummer so to moaned again when he was fully in my
mouth. But apparently he didn’t care for it because he gave one
fistful of hair a sharp, painful tug. I nearly moaned again
deliberately because the pain made my clit swell.
Mitch gave them a minute to
warm up then said, “Take a step back.”
They each stepped back,
away from me. I was confused until Roland pulled me back to pierce
me before shoving me forward, where Finn would penetrate me. Back
and forth, each roll pulled one out while the other filled me.
Pressure was building in my core as they pushed me around, then
Mitch said, “Switch.”
Finn spun me in a couple of
circles before pushing me forward toward Roland’s shiny, dripping
prick. I was dizzy from the spinning, which only made me more
lightheaded and greedy. I slurped at Roland, licking up the
salty-sweet juices, before he shoved me back to Finn, who rammed
into my pussy with delightful force.
The fucking and sucking and
switching and spinning went on for some time, but I have no