2 comments/ 21251 views/ 0 favorites Love Insane, The Third By: Said I step out onto my patio with the first drink of the day in my hand, a Jack and Coke to get some caffeine in my system and start the warm up for a Saturday night. I watch my black 4-Runner for tell-tale signs of Lisa. She's still curled up half naked in the back under the roll top cover. Been there all day. The sun is as low as my two hanging ferns, so it would be about 6:30 at this time of year...we got back from the mall at 2:00...so that's a good four and a half hours out there. With no clue about what's going on, how long it will be or what's coming next. Nothing but the replays in her head of all the stupid, sick acts she's performed over the past 24 hours, like a loser weirdo who must be out of her mind or something. No more effective prison than the intangible restrictions and fears of the unknown. What a slut! Who would want a girl like her? If she'll do these things with me, who knows what she's already done! Even if I wanted a mental defective like her, how can I count on her to keep her legs closed in the future? She'll probably fuck any guy who slicks her up with a good game. I know none of that's true. I want her more than anything I've known. I admire her more than any girl I've ever met. I love her as intimately as I love my sisters, who I've known my whole life. But in trying to put myself in her shoes...thinking society's typical thoughts..., thoughts which must be in her youthful head as she lies out there forgotten and abandoned, I've come up with what to say to her...to dominate her further. And there's the safety consideration. It got pretty hot today, and that's a black truck. Four hours with no food or water could be dangerous. I'd like to think that she'd stick her head up and signal me...I've been keeping an eye out. But maybe she's totally gone down into the depths and lost all willpower and initiative already. A human being that would lick a stranger's dirty floor because she was told to is in a different place. I grab a bottle of Gatorade and a bottle of water and the rest of the honeydew melon and throw it in a brown paper bag. Approaching my car, I think of all the people who've walked right by it, not knowing that there's a kinky naked 20 year old sweating away in there. Locked in a hot car by their perverted neighbor! I look at other cars in the parking lot. Have I ever passed somebody like that? "Here." I shove the bag through the gap between the roll cover and the rear seat headrest. I act like I'm cleaning out the inside of my car. "Stay down. I don't want anyone to know you're in here." "Okay da-" her voice croaks and is gone. "-dee." She finishes after a moment of silence. She must be dehydrated pretty bad. It is baking hot in here. I put down the windows and turn on the radio, collecting junk from the center console and glove compartment. I want to see her. I pretended like I'm looking for something and get on my knees on the back seat. She is a gorgeous sight under there. At least what I can see in the darkness. Her white tank top is soaked with sweat, as is her hair. She has the dry redface of heat stroke. The sweet stink of her girly B.O. rises out of the back and fills the truck. I put my hand on her forehead. She has finished all of the water and is breaking out in a healthy sweat. She adjusts to get her head closer to me, and I get a glimpse of her sleeping pussy...just a pink line under her light brown bush. "I have to go daaddy." She whines sleepily. "Just pee in the bottle dear. Put your shirt around it in case you spill. I don't want you messing on my carpet!" "Nho daddy. I hafta go number two." "Can you hold it?" "But I don't want tooo. I wanna go." You'll have to hold it dear. Tell you what, to signal me, put the shirt over the headrest here if it gets so bad you absolutely can't hold it, and I'll come to your rescue, I promise. But you'd better not be fibbing, 'cause I'll know, and I'll be very upset with you!" "I don't want you mad at me." She says with adult clarity, lifting her head from its side to look at me. "Alright then." After I rub the cold Gatorade bottle over her face, tits, and the insides of her arms, I convince her to take a drink. She finishes half the bottle! A rivulet of red runs from the corner of her mouth to her ear while she chugs it on her back. I crack all four windows, collect the junk into a gym back I had in the back seat floor and head inside to get ready to go out. I don't really want her to shit herself, but I do want all of her will power working for me. It will keep her focused in there. I figure an hour should do it. Girls have a harder time holding it in than guys do. But where to take her? She can't get inside naked during broad daylight, and I sure don't want her experiencing the psychological comfort of clothing yet! I shower, shave, and make arrangements to meet up with the crowd down in the Highlands, a strip of old-town type clubs and bars in a nice neighborhood downtown. I throw ice, rum, some kind of canned pineapple type of fruit juice I've had for a while, and Crème de Cacao in a blender. I make 2 quickly grilled ham and cheese sandwiches and put them in a baggie. I put the Pina Colada in a large freezer bag, then double bag it just to be safe, and get a straw from the drawer. I grab two more bottled waters, and head out for the night. "Daddy! I really have to go 2!" She says loudly as soon as I shut the door. "Okay, okay. We're going right now. Hang on!" I back up fast and speed out of the parking lot, taking the 3 speed bumps way too fast. "Pop-pa!" She yells in amusement. "Oh! Sorry! Sorry hon! Ha ha! I totally wasn't thinking!" "I don't want to make you mad, but you'd better hurry! I can feel it..."peeking" out! Of my...you know..." "Ewww! Yuck!" She laughs. "I can't believe you're treating me like this." She mumbles amusedly. "I'm a human BEING ya know!" "Yeah. I know." I answer seriously. "That's why you love it so much. You're a REAL human being! And I love you for it." She pulls cover from underneath and the spring rolls it up like a window blind. She sits up and climbs head first over the back seat, drags her legs over and kisses me on the cheek from behind. Then she scrambles back over, giggling and giving me a nice view of her ass and cunt cleft. We are on a single lane road, but anyone coming the other way can see her! It's obvious she has no bottoms on! I see break lights as cars passing the other way wonder what they just saw. One honks its horn. She hides in the back and has a giggling fit. Her eyes are absolutely on fire with emotion when she sits up. "You do? You LOVE mee? You're not going to...just..." I stare at her in the mirror. "You won't use me and throw me away?" "Why would I do that?" "I don't know! Um, because I'm a tramp! Because there's something wrong with me!" I turn into the parking lot of a closed K-mart and drive down the back alley. There is an empty dumpster. "Climb in that dumpster and, take a dump!" I say turning to look at her over the seats. She frantically looks for a way to open the back hatch, then climbs over the seats and slips out the back passenger door. I watch her run around the front of the truck on the balls of her feet, looking for broken glass. I didn't really see any when I stopped. Her tank top is dark with sweat, like she's been swimming. Her ass and legs have bits of dirt and leaf debris sticking to it from my carpet. Her hair is soaked dark at the roots. I smell her body odor again coming from the back. It's actually a pleasant smell. She isn't sure how to climb in at first, and awkwardly puts her long leg up. When that doesn't work, she leans in the opening on her stomach and lifts like she's getting out of a pool. She leans forward and falls in on her hands, head first. The metal banging lets me know the dumpster is empty. It gets quiet. It wasn't planned. Honest it wasn't. I just knew it was the thing to do. Especially after the insecurities she'd just displayed. I put it in gear. And drove away. God I'd give anything to have her on film in that dumpster! Squatting down, nude, vulnerable, relieving herself. Hearing me drive away. Looking up at the camera. Trying to stay on her tippie toes and not get anything on her. I pulled around the front and waited four minutes. An eternity in that dumpster! I could leave her there all night. No one used this place anymore. She'd have to stay in there! She couldn't walk around naked! At least I didn't think she WOULD. It won't take her long to convince herself I'm coming back. She just can't be sure when. After another three minutes I speed around the corner and get it up to 60 miles per hour before slamming on the brakes at the brown metal container. She was already peering out. Her face said it all. White and long, and now the corners of her mouth were turning down. She didn't have her tank top on anymore. She must've used it to wipe herself. I get out and helped her climb out. She is crying now, and completely naked in the light of day behind the old K-Mart. "What's wrong honey?" I ask with concern. "I didn't like that!" She sobs. She curls her face into me and squeezes tight as soon as I have her standing. "I didn't like that daddy!" She was crying harder than I'd ever seen her! She lets out a keening sob into my shirt. "I didn't like that at all! You left me!" I felt bad. But it was the effect I wanted, wasn't it? She needed me. At here was the proof. I walk her back to the truck, put her in the back and close the hatch. Her hands grip my favorite white cotton button-up shirt, not wanting to let go, like a baby does when you try to pass it to someone else. With emotional difficulty I take her hands and pull them away to close the hatch. I just want to cuddle her and make her feel safe. But now is not the time. She stays sitting up and watches me closely with wet, swollen eyes and sniffles while I walk around and climb in the driver's seat. There was another way, though. "Here precious. You must be starved!" I toss the two grilled ham and cheese sandwich baggies to her one at a time, like I was feeding an alligator back there or something. Then I tossed her a bottle of water, which she didn't see, and it bonked her in the head. She attacked the first sandwich quickly. I realized she had only had a few bites of fruit and less than half of my chicken nuggets since we left work yesterday afternoon. Oh, and some ice cream! I smiled at that. "You have to believe daddy loves you sweat heart." I say as I pulled into traffic and she munches away. "Always n' always? Forever an' ever?" She asks in a little girl sing song while looking at her sandwich and dancing her head from side to side. It was enough to make me wonder who had whom by the heart! The sandwiches seemed to be just enough to make her feel a touch of love, and bring her back from the brink. "Always, Lisa. Always. No matter where we go from here. You've given me something..." The word "special" didn't need to be SAID. We both heard it. She took a big bite of her sandwich and kept looking at it instead of at me. She smiled while she chewed and breathed through her nose. "You'd better lie down now sugar." We were on a divided highway now, and I didn't want any trouble. "You're my daddy now." I heard her little girl voice say from the back after she was out of sight. "You have to take care of me! You have to have me! Even if you don't like me! Even if you get mad at me! Even if I get paralyzed! Even if I get fat and ugly! Even if I turn gay! Even if..." She kept it up for a good few minutes. We were both laughing by the end as she crept her head up and peeked at me shyly over the back seat. I could see the snaking spine of her bare back and naked shoulders behind her in the dimming daylight. Her hips were pressed to the carpet, so the cars behind me weren't getting mooned at least! But they had to know she was nudey. Despite all of the weekend's sex, I was getting that tingle again, and my dick shifted in my loose jeans. I pulled a parking stub from the machine at the lot across the street from the Highland's main strip and backed up to the trees in the last row of spaces. Lisa didn't make a sound. When opened the back to check on her. She was sound asleep. I kissed her on the cheek and caressed her buttocks a bit. I looked at the people walking up and down the street in front of the lot. Little did they know I was over here stroking a naked sex slave. The sun was down and the sky was a brilliant blue with a few stars showing. Her skin absorbed the diffused blue from the sky and made her look pale. I admired and rubbed her for two full minutes, even as a car pulled up and parked three spaces away. She rolled and squirmed, but never really woke up. I pull the cover back and locked it in place over her. I walk across the parking lot, sated and relaxed. I let Lisa and the perversions we've been enjoying slip away and look forward to seeing my friends. I feel like I've been on vacation for a week! The first people I see when my eyes adjust to the low light in the dark wood bar are Travis and Jenna. I head straight for them. I met them at a party last month, and had my first personal experience with swingers. Travis was a pretty athletic guy, brown hair, Hollywood fighter-pilot good looks, shorter than me at 6 foot even. Jenna was a stunning 28 year old beauty. Maybe 5 foot 8, with blond hair feathered in a great 70's retro style, and tits that were perfect! Perfect! The rack every girl would want. She had a sky blue blouse type thing on, that folded one side over the other, leaving plenty of room to see those bra-less babies from almost any angle. The matching pleated skirt only went a quarter of the way down her thigh, letting me see her gorgeously muscled legs. Her face reminded me of a pretty school teacher I once had. The pair was all about looking good, and it showed. And I couldn't remember meeting a warmer or friendlier couple. Everyone perked up when they were around. Jenna gave me a big hug and a kiss. "Vane! I'm so glad you're here!" Travis shook my hand firmly in both of his. "God, she's done nothing but talk about you man!" He said laughing. "I'm going for another round. What can I get you?" "A Guinness. We gettin' a table?" "Sure. The band doesn't start until 11:00." Jenna answered. She took my hand to a booth along the bar that had just opened up. She pulled me in next to her, both of us facing the door with a view of the whole bar. "So!" She said looking at me beaming. At the party last month, after talking and drinking all night, they'd let some things strategically slip around me. Such as the difficulty of making a bracket for the fan over their bed strong enough to hold her weight. And Travis' girlfriend "just not understanding" Jenna. By the end of the night, drunk as all hell, Travis had ordered Jenna to stalk me in the bathroom. After I finished draining ole' trouser snake, I opened the door to have her walk into me full force and laugh at the corner. Gripping my arms in mock surprise, she stretched her neck so that her face was right in mine. There was nothing to do but kiss her. She pushed me back into the bathroom and kicked the door shut. "Jenn..." "Travis ordered me to." Her tongue was licking the back of my teeth. "He'll punish me if I don't please you. You want me to please you?" She sucked my tongue out of my mouth. "Or you want me punished?" She looked up at me with hazy bloodshot eyes while she stretched her button up dress shirt to both sides until the buttons popped and scattered clacking all over the stone tile floor. She kissed me fiercely and then went for my belt. I couldn't believe I was getting a shot at this hottie! The clasp of her bra was in front, and when I undid it, the most beautiful breast I've ever seen in real life jiggled out. Her light brown nipples hardened as I watched. She was focused on tugging my pants down, and now my boxers. I pushed down on both of her shoulders harshly. She went to her knees easily. She started jerking me to full hardness looking up into my eyes, giving my nut sack long sucking kisses. Then she started working the flat of her tongue in circles over the bottom of my balls. Turning her head to the side and working closer and closer towards my asshole. I had to spread my legs wider and wider, lifting my weight by my hands on the counter. My nut sack spread out on her face. She grabbed the root of my cock in an underhanded grip and pulled me around the bathroom, leading me on her knees. I followed with my hips vulgarly leading the way. "Mmm...that's a nice Johnny you got there." After a lap around the small room, she had me facing the door. She pushed me into it and got behind me, still down on her knees. I looked back in the mirror and watched her spread my ass cheeks with both hands and start lapping at my asshole! My cock wobbled and started to turn purple at the head. She reached between my legs and started jacking me off with nothing but her thumb and forefinger wrapped tightly around the base of my cock. With her palm forward, she only had to close her grip to have my whole shaft under her control. "If that's not a seven incher, I'm not a cum sponge." She purred after she had a full grip, and spit on my asshole. She never came near the head, or near my favorite spot, just below the head. She only gripped my dick's shaft as close as she could to the base. She was licking my ass crack up and down, stopping every time to massage my puckered ass with the length of her tongue. This pretty married girl that looked like my old school teacher jerked my jetting sperm all over the door in less than a minute. She almost knocked me over as she shoved to get at the dollops of sperm dripping down the door. She sucked at the biggest drop, then licked at the streams running down, and sucked it off the floor. The music dropped and sounds of the party were all we could hear muffled downstairs. Her hand was trying to get between her legs, but her skirt was stretched tight because she was spread for balance. I knelt down and pulled her skirt up along the side of each leg until it was all the way above her ass. She had no panties on, of course. My hand coming from behind met hers coming from the front right at her pussy slit. She was pressing the side of her face into the door now, and rubbing and rolling her face in the remaining cum of a man she'd just met. I was able to slip three fingers inside her while she frantically rubbed her clit in a side-to-side blur. "Loose whore!" She moaned in agreement. I got down so I could get a fourth finger in her. That was a tight fit. "Finally! A tight fit! After FOUR fingers." "Unggh!" She moaned and began bucking her hips rapidly like a bunny rabbit. "Come on bunny rabbit!" I mumbled as I got my head down where I could see her pussy. I formed a point with my four fingers and was able to get my thumb in! Now I started jamming forward hard like I had a dildo in her, really fucking her good. I rested my other hand on her sweaty tailbone and massaged my thumb hard into the soft flesh where the bone ended. "Cum for me, you slutty fuck bunny!" Her pussy lips were stretching over my hand and she was sliding her knees back from the door to give me a better angle. She was down on the floor completely and raised her ass as high as she could. She was secreting a thicker pussy slime now, and the noise of my speared hand took on a "plunging" effect. "Listen to that." I said softly. "Sounds like I'm plunging a toilet. Is that what you are? Nothing but a sperm toilet for men to use? Used for collecting body fluids?" Just when I thought my whole hand would go in, she stopped moving and started trembling like an earthquake was going to come out of her. I pressed into her hard and stopped my fucking motion. Love Insane, The Third "Naaaahhhh!" She screamed, and her body started shivering. "Noaahh!" She flipped her face to the side on the floor and lifted her ass. Rocking on her knees with her tits pressed to the floor, she shivered out the rest of her orgasm. She lifted her fingers from her clit and gently pulled my hand out of her stretched pussy. "Agh. Uh Ghod." She mumbled as I left her empty. While she was gaped I spit into her hollowed cavern. I could see all the way inside her! "God! You really are a loose whore!" I exclaimed as I got closer to peer into her insides. But her orifice closed up at the sound of whoever was outside the door. She rolled on to her side. I pulled my boxers and chinos up. "Thank you." She said softly, looking up at me as she curled into a ball on her side. "Go get my husband, will you?" I opened the door and Travis was standing there, jerking on his cock through his black dress pants. "Hey man. Thanks." He said looking down at her as he came in and I stepped out. He stood over her and undid his belt. She stirred and got on her hands and knees again, really low, and lifted her ass high in the air. She looked tired. Her face was shiny with my spunk. He had his cock out and stroked it over her. Satisfied, I pulled the door closed for them, and warned a guest coming down the hall that that bathroom was closed for a while. That cum smeared face with heavy lidded eyes was the last I'd seen of Jenna until now. A face too pretty to be whored out on a bathroom floor smeared with body fluids. I'd jerked off to that sight every night since...until I brought Lisa home. "So." I answered back. "I might have a problem you can help me with." "Okay, what is it?" she answered with a slight smile. "Well, I met a girl...but she's...young." "Like?" "Like way young. Twenty." "Mm. I see." Jenna answered holding back half a smirk. "And the problem is, you can't keep up?" I laughed. "No! No! At least, not yet. The problem is SHE'S 20! And she LOOKS like she's sixteen! We've been fucking for the past 28 hours, but we haven't really met each other's friends or anything yet." Travis walked up with three drinks arranged in his hands just in time to hear the "fucking for 28 hours" part. "Ghood God maan! Where is she? Did you kill her?" he laughed. "Ahh" Jenna answered taking her drink. "So you're embarrassed at being the dirty old man!" "Yeah, you might say that." "Well don't be, man!" Travis said. "If it's real, go with it! Get it while the gettin's good!" "Yeah he's right." Jenna added. "Don't pass up this chance. You never know what it might lead to. If your friends don't understand..." "Screw 'em!" Travis interrupted. "...get new friends." Jenna continued. She just watched me with a smile while Travis looked at her with a sly grin. "Listen, most of the crowd tonight doesn't really know about how Jenna and me are, so..." "My drug dealin' days taught me how to be discreet." I answered him smiling. A few hours later we were all feeling good and went downstairs to catch the band. Friends brought friends, and our group took up a whole corner in the small basement the place used for live music. Jenna and Travis looked like one of the more conservative couples there. A few girls I saw talking to Jenna would never accept her if they knew she'd been licking my boy batter off of a bathroom door while they were downstairs socializing last month. Travis was innocently baiting a girl I'd once dated with talk of a job opening at his office. If I didn't know any better, I would've said the whole conversation was innocent. But he was shifting his weight every so often, and working her closer and closer to the bar, until they were leaning on it, tied in their own conversation. He touched her arm, leaned against her to flag the bartender down, and now, as the bar crowded his foot was planted between her feet. She had to have noticed that! Her eyes were glued to his handsome face. She was trying to forget he was married. Unless of course, she knew their secret! I had my first thought of Lisa in the truck. Playing with Jenna was nice, but I had a much more satisfying fuck hole at my disposal. No resistance from it whatsoever! "This band sucks!" Jenna yelled in my ear. I thought they were pretty good, actually. "Take me out for a walk! I need air!" Hmm. What was this about? As soon as we stepped on the sidewalk crowded with bar hoppers, she turned and wrapped her arms around my neck. We kissed deeply, with rolling tongues and an intimacy that I would call love if this were a date. Her shorter body felt great squeezed to me. I could feel her large breasts squished flat and rolling between us. I was acutely aware of every patch of bare flesh her dress revealed. She took my hand as we walked. "So, will I get to meet this Lisa?" She said as if we were a couple already. I didn't answer, but looked at the parking lot across the street for a sec. "Come on." I opened the back door for her, and then walked around the other side and got in the back seat with her. It was a bit odd to sit in a silent car. I hadn't done it in a long time! Jenna pulled her blue dress up from under her ass so she was bare against the leather seat, and then leaned in to kiss me. While making out, it was easy to pull the two sides of her top apart and caress her smooth breasts that plopped out. She spread her legs in a begging invite to her pussy. I wanted to smack her, but this wasn't Lisa. I didn't know if she was into that, and even if she was, I had too much respect for her to beat her. Hmm, what did that make Lisa? "C'mon Vane. Please." Jenna moaned into my neck. "Scratch my itch." Her lose dress was clinging to her crotch, showing her open legs and the little hump in between. She jumped and turned when Lisa stirred behind us. "Dad-de?" A sleepy voice said. "Where'd you go?" Lisa whined. She pulled on the cover and let it roll up. "Lisa?" Jenna said with a knowing smile, sitting up and turning. I could see Lisa's face clearly in the street light. There was still a red line where Gatorade had stained her face earlier. God, she hadn't even wiped that off! She just stared blankly at Jenna, her hair looking really dirty and greasy hanging straight down. Then she gave me a worried look. "Cm'ere Lisa." I had her climb over the seat to sit between us. She had to put her hand on Jenna's bare shoulder, pull her legs over me. The car reeked of Jenna's pussy and Lisa's body odor. As soon as Lisa was sitting upright, Jenna's arm was around her, like a boy on a date. Lisa noticed Jenna's large round breasts were out and her dress was stretched to the sides. "Lisa, this is Jenna. She's a special friend of Daddy's." Jenna's eyes shot to me on hearing Daddy again. "Is she your girlfriend?" Lisa asked with worry. "No." Jenna answered kindly, and held her ring in front of Lisa's face. "I'm married. My husband likes to share me with other boys." Lisa took Jenna's hand and touched the ring in amazement. "And girls." Jenna added intensely. I shifted in my seat and put my right hand on the inside of naked Lisa's knee. Kissing her neck forced her to turn her head towards Jenna. Jenna was right there, and dove in to plant a kiss on Lisa's lips. Lisa opened her mouth first, and Jenna's tongue slid right in. Jenna had her left hand on Lisa's thigh and pulled. I pulled her knee over my leg and used it to open her up. "I don't know...I've never been with a girl before daddy." Lisa said staring at Jenna's face and not moving at all. Arms at her sides, legs spread between an older man and a strange woman; she was letting us do anything with her body. Jenna's right arm around Lisa came down and she started tugging on the young girl's right nipple. "Uuuuu." Lisa moaned into Jenna's mouth. I pressed my fingers to Lisa's pussy a few times. As she opened up I traced my finger up and down her pink cleft. So soft... "What are these bruises." Jenna passed her left hand over Lisa's hip bones. "They're from the dumpster." Lisa answered in a trembling voice. "I feel weak, daddy." "That's okay pumpkin. Let Jenna take over." "DUMPster?" Jenna darted a kiss to her cheek, and more kisses down her neck. I could taste how dirty Lisa was kissing her shoulder and neck on my side. That meant Jenna could too. And the stink coming from her naked armpits was strong below my face. Jenna seemed to love it! She was inhaling deeply over Lisa's body...caressing her face. I was struck again by how much she looked like my old school teacher. This beauty was a real pervert though! A sexual predator of the first order. She had already forgotten I was in the car. She was feasting on Lisa's youth. "Daddy made me go poo in a big dirty dumpster!" Lisa pouted and sought Jenna's lips. Jenna kissed her fiercely this time, and seemed to be getting excited. "And these?" Jenna was looking down Lisa's body and smoothing over the mini-bruises on her ribs. Her voice had changed. It was darker...weaker...ready to crack. "Daddy's little punches." Lisa mumbled and nuzzled her face into Jenna's neck to kiss it. I caught a whiff of Jenna's perfume. I slipped two fingers into Lisa's amazingly silky pussy. How had it gotten so much softer? I put her leg on the other side of my RIGHT knee to spread her even wider. She breathed in sharply at being stretched so wide. Her tendon was popped out of her thigh. "Your daddy punches you?" "Yeah, to get me ready." Lisa mumbled into her neck. "It gets me slicked up. I like it. I don't want him to ever stop." She started planting kisses down Jenna's neck and chest. Jenna's mouth was hanging loose and her eyes were hazed with lust. "Oh, you are a DIRTY little girl!" Jenna exclaimed and pressed Lisa's head down to her nipple. "Suck, whore!" Lisa sucked the nipple into her mouth hard. "Don't you know that's...uhm...wrong...to let men...uhha...abuse you, and molest you...aaa...like that...little girl?" Jenna had her hand in Lisa's greasy hair, holding her to her tit. "Daddy says I'm not a whore. I'm a SLUT." Lisa said proudly. "Because whores want something in return, and I just need my horny little cunt tweaked, no matter WHAT." Lisa said, and went back to sucking Jenna's breast. Jenna's hips were fucking the air, and she looked close to getting off just from Lisa sucking her tit! I was sucking Lisa's pussy juice from my fingers, and slipping them back in, then sucking them again, like sipping water from a stream. The girl must be feeling completely used by the two of us. "Your neck too." Jenna said in a shaky voice, seeing the long bruise there. "I squeezed it in my front door last night while I fucked her throat." I answered. Jenna's breath seemed to stop for a moment while she pictured it. "Get out!" Jenna ordered harshly. "Get out of this truck right now!" She said harshly to me. I slipped out from under Lisa's warm leg, quickly hopped out and shut the door. Jenna grabbed Lisa and pulled her down on top of her as she lay down across the back seat. She had Lisa's head in both hands below her ears and was saying something to her, working her fingers into Lisa's nasty hair. Shaking her head sometimes to underscore whatever she was saying. Lisa's hair was draped down over Jenna's face. They were in their own world. I could tell they were kissing while they talked. I admired Lisa's naked butt. There were still dark rug burns. Her toes were pressing to the glass since she was too tall to fit in the back seat. I wanted to lick them! Jenna was just the right size under her. Jenna's hips were fucking up into Lisa now, and Lisa was grinding back down from above. I licked the glass where her toes were touching it and rubbed my cock through my jeans. Jenna shoved Lisa off of her, and yelled at her to get out. The both scooted over and out of my door. Another SUV was parked next to us, and since I'd backed in, the open door blocked anyone from seeing us. There was nothing but trees across the back of the lot. Jenna pushed Lisa down until she was lying on her back in the gravel. Then she gathered up her dress and squatted down over Lisa's face. I hopped over Lisa's arm to get in front of Jenna where I could see. Jenna took no notice of me. She was blind with lust. Planting her feet flatly on each side of Lisa's head, she pushed her pussy down hard and smothered the naive girl. "You get off on being abused?" She growled looking down into the young girl's eyes. She bumped herself down over and over again, putting all her weight on her pussy and Lisa's face. Lisa's nose was bent at Jenna's clit hood and turning white. "You momma's nasty little cunt licker?" I pulled out my cock and started jerking off above them. Lisa nodded as best she could. "Yeaaah. You want momma to paint your face." Jenna started undulating her hips, wiping her cunt from Lisa's forehead to her chin. I heard a wet squish and Jenna started to spasm. She pressed her pussy over Lisa's nose and mouth...and worked one out. "Unnggha! Unnggha! Huhhhh!" Wave after wave of pleasure rolled up Jenna's body. She just squatted there after she was done. Lisa wiggled her head and worked her nose out from under Jenna's clit hood. Jenna just gazed down evilly, not helping the girl at all. A blast of air came out of Lisa's nose with a wet splat. When she inhaled deeply, there was a gurgling sound, like she had a cold. It was Jenna's cunt juice going up Lisa's nose! I jacked myself off faster and jetted cum right between Jenna's breasts, then on her right tit, and the rest fell to Lisa's face. Jenna stood up slowly, holding on to the car for support. She nudged the side of her foot into Lisa's head like a hunter prodding a freshly killed deer. I couldn't really see Lisa's face in Jenna's dark shadow. "Yeahm." Jenna said distractedly. "Yeahm." She still wasn't all there. Her eyes weren't focusing on anything. She was still holding her dress up, and looked at me, proudly showing off her satisfied kitty. My sperm gleamed on her tits, and big globs slid down between them and stained the light blue fabric. She was breathing heavy through her mouth. She was shaved to a small strip in the middle. She dropped the dress and lifted her boobs back under cover, not bothering to wipe up my semen. "Travis will appreciate that." She said looking down at the dark stains that quickly appeared as my baby batter soaked through. There was a big wet spot on her thigh where Lisa's quim had juiced on her in the truck too. Cum gleamed in her cleavage. Slamming the car door, she turned Lisa over face down in the gravel, and took a hold of her ankles. "You think daddy's tough, freak? Wait 'till he gives you to me for a week!" And Jenna started dragging Lisa backwards out into the parking lot. A puff of gravel dust followed her while she tried to get up on her hands, but fell. She concentrated on holding her face up, putting all her weight on her breasts. Lisa stopped in front of the car next to me. It was a short drag, but... "Okay, that's enough." I said grabbing Jenna's arm. She was staring down at Lisa, and kicked her ribs as I drug her away. "I said enough!" Jenna was in a rage all of the sudden! I hadn't seen it coming, and didn't fully understand it. But I was reminded of the anger Lisa brought out of me this morning in the shower. "You better keep that bitch in line!" Jenna yelled at me, pointing to Lisa. Lisa just lay there face down in the dirt. "Don't let me get a hold of her sorry little twat! I'll show her what abuse is all about!" She screamed. Lisa folded her arms and hid her face in the crook of her elbow. Jenna grinned at me and winked, waving as she ran off in a trot as fast as her dress shoes would allow. Some people on the street had turned their heads at the yelling, but they kept moving. "Come on little darlin', let's go home." I lifted her by her arm and she slowly stood. I realized it probably wasn't a good idea to be out in the open like this. In the light of the parking lot, I could see the damage. Grey "mud" covered her entire face...a mixture of Jenna's pussy juice and my cum drips, all coated in parking lot dust. Even into her eye sockets, making her look funny, like the mask of a South American mud tribe. The rest of her was dusty grey, and covered with rock cuts and scrapes. She was in a pout that was turning into a cry as I watched. "Why did that lady get so mad at mee?" Drool was thick on her bottom lip, mixing with Jenna's pussy juice into a muddy drip at the center of her lip. There is goes! Down the middle of her chin! Her breasts had some small rocks stuck in them. I brushed them off to find that they left blood red dents in her skin. There were some bad scrapes up her breasts and stomach that would need attention later. Her pussy was ready for action, with lips hanging out and everything! I pulled my hand up through her exposed flesh and she jerked at the chill it gave her. She was trying to cover herself with her arms, and pulled a leg up. "You look beat up. Like you got in a fight!" I said lightly. Lisa stopped at the rear passenger door, but I nudged her towards the back. That started the water works. "Doonn't put mee baack 'dair!" she cried like a little kid, tears dropping down her face and dripping from her cheek. She held her arms away from her sides, with her wrists drooped like some kind of scarecrow, and I realized she was in a good deal of physical pain. It was too much for me. My baby girl was hurt, and I wanted to cuddle her. But it was also another perfect opportunity. Just like the dumpster. A chance to mold her into my REAL fuck slave. I pushed her towards the back, but she put a hand on each car and tried to stop me. I lifter her by the hips and threw her forward. She landed on her feet, spun around, and tried to dash past me, falling into my arms. I squeezed my arms around her from behind and whispered into her ear. "Where you goin'? Huh, cum drain? You want to go home with Jenna and her husband?" Lisa started to cry hard again. "Nnooo." She broke into sobs. "Then get in the back! Slut hole! And remember your place!" I lifted the hatch and she crawled in. "Don't act like you don't like it!" I said as she slowly lifted her leg in behind her. She popped out a single laugh and looked back at me with a teary smile. I looked at my feet and saw a fairly smooth, rectangular piece of gravel, and got an idea. "Think of miss Jenna's pussy and how it tasted and get your mouth watering for me." While Lisa mulled her jaw around, working up her saliva, I picked up the piece of gravel and pulled her around facing me, pushing her legs up to her chest. "Hold these!" "Get this good and wet." I popped the chunk of granite into her mouth. Her lips curled in disgust while she held it and worked it around in her mouth. I realized it was actually pretty big, as she could barely hold her mouth closed. Clear fluid was appearing at the corners of her mouth. She was lying flat on her back, holding her legs to her chest in a nice spread for me. I admired this girl's pussy so easily available to me. The stone was dripping with mouth slime when I lifted it out. I quickly rubbed it into her wet gash, and eased it into her pussy. She gasped a quick intake of breath. We both watched intently as the rock disappeared into her quim and her inner lips closed around it as best she could. My finger slid into her as I sent it deep into its new home. She let go of her legs and squeezed them straight to keep the rock from slipping from her twat. "Can I spit?" She mumbled and opened her mouth to show me the muddy dirt pool the rock had created in her mouth. "No. Hold it in 'till I say so." She frowns ands lies down on her back. I start flipping the side of my finger over her clit. She pumps her hips, legs pressed tightly together, watching me with half closed eyes. I bend over and take her nipple in my teeth. Biting over and over...pulling. I open wide and bite over the entire nipple of her other tit and pull it up, leaving a ring of teeth marks around the pink flesh to go with the red gravel dents and muddy scrapes. I'm tugging on her clit now and she spasms out a little orgasm. Love Insane, The Third "Oww! The rock hu-h-hurts!" she says while the second shiver hits her, holding her muddy spit to the back of her mouth. I scoop the thick pleasure fluids from between her closed legs and rub them on her face, as if washing it. But I only thin out the wet dirt. My hands are a sticky, muddy mess now. I wipe them in the matt of pubic hair above her baby pussy as her legs strain to try and help hold in the rock. I take a deep breath of her stink. I pull the cover over her and slam the hatch shut. Paying the parking attendant, I hear her gargling the fluid she's collected. "Stop playing around back there!" I turn and yell. The attendant glances in the back, but maybe with my window tint, he couldn't see there was no one in the back seat. He just shakes his head as I drove off. Back at my apartment I go inside without a word to her, and lock the doors. I change into baggy P.J.'s and nothing else. I get a drink and then the video camera. I start filming the truck. It takes her a minute, but I see her head pop up in the back. The back passenger door opens and she runs in with her hand over her pussy and an arm across her breasts. The front door is locked, and I don't open it. A few seconds later she is forcing her way through the bushes and climbing onto the patio. She pauses to consider the rock inside her, then quickly climbs over. The rock must be up inside her deeper now, because she had no trouble. She kneels down so no one can see her and duck walks to the sliding glass door. I stop filming and close the blinds, then go to the kitchen and get the biggest stainless steel mixing bowl. When I return a few minutes later, she is lying on her back. I start filming again. I open the door and put the bowl down. She is not sure what to do at first, but I don't say anything. "What's in your twat, fuck hole?" She starts to answer and I cut her off. "Show us. Drop it." I zoom in on her face, and pan down to the scratches and scrapes all over her dirty grey body. She squats over the bowl flat footed. "No. Stand. You know better." She stands and straightens her back. She lets out a big sigh. Her mouth is obviously full. "That's it. Just relax baby. Let it go. Just like in the dumpster today when you had to take a shit. Nasty skank." She closes her eyes. I focus in on the rock as it appears in her pink slit. She works her internal muscles. It slips out and falls in the bowl with a loud "CLINK!" She exhales sharply and breathes in and out through her nose loudly, as if that's taken a lot out of her. She starts twirling a finger in her pussy absent mindedly. "Ghod your weird!" I laugh. She looks down at her feet and stares in the bowl. I put the camera down on the carpet inside so it's shooting her from the waist down. Thinking of everything she's done, and looking at her naked body...a pussy at my disposal...my cock starts to lift in my P.J.'s. I put my hands on the top of her shoulders, and she slips to her knees quickly. I turn slightly so I know the camera can see my growing boner and her face. She pulls my pajamas down over my ass and starts stroking my manhood. She opens her mouth to show me how full of dirty brown spit she is. "Push it out while you look up at me." I order in a low voice. It's a voice full of the same darkness Jenna's had when she rode Lisa's face. What was it about Lisa that turned people so aggressive? She closes her mouth slowly, pushing the brown mouthful of spit out and down her entire face...cheeks chin, even back up over her top lip, giving her a mustache back to her ears. I can see little flecks of black and grains of sand left behind as the dark liquid disappears down her throat and neck. It pools in the dimple of her collar bone and spreads over her breasts. Most of it runs down the middle over her stomach and into her pubic hair. Dripping off of her pussy into the bowl with a tinny splatter. She's been jacking me off in front of her open mouth the whole time. I'm so hard my 7 inches feels like 8 and it shows. She stares at my cock with wonder on her filthy face. "Get your ass in the air." I growl. She scrambles around on her hands and knees and assumes the position all girls know. I keep stroking myself while I get down and arrange the bowl under her cunt. The cement hurts my knees, and reminds me of just how much pain this 20 year old has put up with! She was dragged across GRAVEL tonight! Wow! I start smacking my cock into her upturned cleft. "Arch your back. More! More! Get that pussy up here!" She looks ridicules trying to get her ass up any higher. A glance towards the flipped camera view screen shows a perfect shot of her pink valley though. I jerk myself off with the head pressed to her wet entrance. She is pushing back and I retreat to keep the head just pressed to her. She gyrates her hips around trying to trick me into her. I can feel her cunt muscles milking my tip each time she tries to grab me. She's going crazy and pleading with her moans and groans. "Popppa! Oh fuck me poppa! Daddy pleeaase! Fuck your baby whore's cunt!" She finally lets out. We are outside on my patio where anyone can hear, but I don't care. There is a loud party somewhere. Most of the parking lot is empty since everyone's out on a Saturday night. Her pussy relaxes and opens to me. I drive in as deep and as fast as I can go and stay there. She begins fucking her hips on my cock, and...oh my God! She's cumming already! "You cumming already you insatiable gaping cunt?" "Nuhh huuuhh! Aaah! AAAaahuh!" She yells. I start pounding into her pussy from behind. I've had so much sex I feel like I can stay hard forever! I am jarring her body with each stroke. Even when I slip out of her, she is so wide open that I punch right back in to that cunt. Her hand comes back and she puts a finger to her asshole and starts rubbing over it. When I see her slip it in to that tight hole of hers...a hole as pink as her pussy... "Ohh FUCK!" I yell. And with a few more rapid thrusts I pull out and start to cum. It's the first time I remember cumming after a pull-out without any extra touching. I just back out until the tip is touching her gaping cunt hole, and start to spew sperm in thick jets. I coat her pussy and some squirts down into her hole. Her clit is coated, and her other hand goes to work rubbing my hot semen into that sensitive nub. "Uhn! Uhn! Uhnnn! AAHHHNNnnn!" She cums again with her wild shakes. Then after she's calm, she starts squirting! Her body shudders. A spray of her cum goes straight back between her legs AND my legs! Her hips spasm forward, and the next stream of cum hoses into the mixing bowl and streaks a line across the cement under me. I've never seen her cum like THAT! I can't resist getting down and sucking and licking her pussy clean. Even with the grimy dirt mixed in there. I hold her ass when she starts to fall over and lie down. "Stay there." I say softly. She moans and her entire body slumps in weakness, but she keeps her ass up. I scramble back and get the camera, and just capture the scene. Her filthy muddy front side can be seen between her legs. The bowl has a rock in it and muddy spit and streaks of girl squirt. My cock hangs half hard and gleaming with her cunt slim in the video. I gather her greasy, unkempt hair and pull her around like a dog. "Suck my carpet clean, bitch!" She sucks her own cum out of the carpet while I film it. I turn the camera off and scoop her up into my arms, and carry her to bed. "I'm dirty." She whines sleepily as I set her down and turn the covers back. "Slide in." I say. She gets under the covers. I pull off my pajamas and get in next to her. She rolls to her side and I squeeze her tight from behind. She reaches down and pulls my half hard cock between her legs and snuggle her ass back into me until we're snug. I feel myself growing hard again. The skin on my cock is sensitive and sore. I slip it into her pussy and cup her tits, feeling the grime and the dirt. "God you stink! You need a bath!" I say into her ear. She wiggles and makes sighing noises with her throat. I squeeze her tighter and tighter to me. We slowly fuck ourselves to sleep. * * * * * Okay, so voting isn't EVERYTHING...getting our rocks off is a bit more important...but still...VOTE!! Hopefully you subbies out there will be getting the same treatment my Lisa just got! ;)