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A detour to Las Vegas

By: poontangpatty



Timothy Wilson stared out into the abyss that was the Nevada desert. The heat of the sunny May day had cooled off, and now a crisp chill settled into the night air. He looked a head of him and saw only blackness. He looked over his shoulder and saw only blackness. He looked down at his feet to make sure he was still walking along the side of US6. He was and he kicked the asphalt with his boot for good measure. A car has to come along eventually he thought. This is a fairly major road, I think anyway. I shouldn't complain. It's good to walk out in the open after having been cramped in a prison cell for the past four years. Still, a car would be nice, and faster. He had no problem with hitching a ride, or forcing the unfortunate person out of their car if they declined his polite offer. Either way, the next car that comes by he was getting on it. 

The darkness enveloped him as he walked, and he wished for the cloud cover to lift so the moon could shine a little light on him. He adjusted his backpack, and hoped he hadn't been wrong in carrying his tools of the trade with him. Right now he was trying to find an excuse to dump the heavy load, but instead he shifted the weight around, hiked it up on his shoulders and trudged along the white painted line of the highway. He passed a dirt road branching off the highway, and he stopped to investigate further. After about twenty feet it opened into a large gravel area that Timothy Wilson assumed was a parking lot or something like it. There was an abandoned shack on the far end of the empty lot, but the door swung off its hinges so he decided against checking it out and turned back towards the highway. He was amazed at how much the blackness covered everything up. If it were daylight he would have easily been able to see everything including the shack from the side of US6, but the night acted like a curtain until he was right on top of something. 

Timothy Wilson did not know how much time had passed, but he knew it wasn't a long time when he saw his shadow start to form in front of him. Then a sliver of white light caught around his boots, and he light surrounded him. He quickly turned around and saw two large headlights in the distance. About time, he thought. He waited until the light became almost blinding to start waving at it. He waved frantically as if he were a motorist stranded. As he squinted to keep the light from causing him to go blind he stepped off the side of the road, and noticed it was a large tour bus. He smiled to himself at the thought of a tour bus. They were usually pretty nice. This one stopped in a cloud of dust about fifty feet ahead of him and jogged to the front door which slid open. 

"Hey I'm so glad we found somebody!" The large black man driving the tour bus cheerfully called to Timothy.

This caught Timothy by surprise, and he had to take a second to gather himself before he ran up the stairs and stood next to the driver. "Me too! It's lonely out there!" He tried to sound as cheery as possible.

"We're trying to get to Vegas, and I think we took a wrong turn." The driver said pulling out a Nevada map and placing it on the steering wheel.

"Las Vegas?" Timothy had no clue where Las Vegas, but he knew where California was, and that was where this bus was going to be headed. 

"Yeah." The driver said breathing heavy and still looking at the map. "They have some church thing. I know a church group going to Vegas. It's weird, but hey." The driver jerked his thumb behind them without looking up.

Timothy Wilson turned his head to scan the group, and his eyes bulged from their sockets at the most wonderful sight he had ever seen. The bus was about half full with doe eyed women and young girls staring back at him. A few were sleeping, but mostly they were just staring at him.

"Hi!" An older woman rose from the first seat. She held her hand out to shake Timothy's hand which he obliged, but it was an automatic response. He was busy looking her up and down without caring if she noticed. She was blonde with a tinge of gray, and bright blue eyes on a cream colored face. She was probably about five feet six inches and maybe a hundred and twenty five pounds if that. She wore a loose fitting t-shirt which still managed to allow her breasts to show form. They must have been huge to be showing in such a loose shirt, he thought. He didn't get to view her tight fitting jeans because she started talking again so he was forced to look up and into those dazzling eyes. "My name is Tammy! I'm a chaperone for the Southeast Montana State all girls college, Fellowship of Christian Evangelicals, and we are on our way to a convention in Sin City!" She was way too cheerful for this late at night.

"Well I just came from Las Vegas, and you guys are going to the wrong direction." Timothy lied. 

"Really?" The driver piped up. Staring intently again at the map.

Timothy laughed his best friendly chuckle. "Yeah. It's fine, if you turn around I can take you ladies to the next intersection to get you back on track."

"Oh thank you!" Tammy squealed from her seat, and once again rose up to shake Timothy's hand. He didn't notice the handshake, but he did notice her tits bouncing up and down as she rose up.

The bus turned around and started heading directly where he wanted it to. It traveled about ten minutes and in the headlights Timothy Wilson saw the dirt path heading off from the side of the road. "Turn left here." He shouted tapping the driver on the shoulder.

"This is where I must have messed up." The driver shook his head at his own mistake. However, his attitude quickly turned to confusion as he stomped on the brakes to avoid hitting the abandoned shack. "Uh I think you took us the wrong way. This is a dead end." 

Timothy was already withdrawing the black semiautomatic pistol from his back pack, and by the time the driver had his head turned to question Timothy the barrel was pointing at his face. "Don't move." Timothy shouted at the driver who instinctively held his hands up. Timothy withdrew some rope from his backpack as the screaming of the women on the tour bus was a distant hum. "Tie yourself up with this." He commanded.

The driver did as he was told and then looked compliant and scared at Timothy who still had the gun pointed at his face. Timothy drew his hand back and pistol whipped the driver in the back of the head causing more screams from the women on the tour bus. Timothy checked the ropes and tightened them to be sure they would hold on the unconscious black man.

Timothy turned to the screaming, crying group of women. He counted about twenty fives bodies. Unfortunately, half of them were hideous cows, but the half that weren't mutants more than made up for the lack of quantity. "As most of you know by now, we are not going to be going to Las Vegas right now. If you ladies play your cards right, and do as you're told you just might still make it to your convention."

Almost all the girls were crying, some were crying into their hands, some were crying on their seat partner's shoulders and some just had streams of tears running down their cheeks. There were about six of the college girls who were just stunners, and about three of the chaperones. Since being released from prison four days ago he wondered if his standards had dropped, but he was pretty sure these girls would still be gorgeous under any circumstances. He was pleased he could still weed out the ugly and fat ones. If he had thought they looked good, he would have questioned himself. 

Timothy started to take off his backpack. "Now the question is, what am I going to do with you ladies?" 

"Please don't hurt us." The Tammy lady cried out. "We'll give you money, we'll pray for you. We won't tell anybody. We promise. Don't we promise girls?" She looked to the rest of the group who all obediently nodded in agreement.

Timothy unbuttoned his shirt and pulled his arms through the shirt sleeves. There was a small gasp from someone in the back as his muscled pectorals and washboard abs shone in the harsh artificial bus light. Prison did give him the ability to tone his body into that of a god. There was a ring around his large biceps from the dust of the road, but past the ring of grim of the biceps and neck the rest of his chest area was clean. "See there are so many options to how tonight is going to go. Isn't it weird how things turn out? If you had just kept going, not stopped you would still be happy and innocent." He unbuckled his pants and dropped them to the floor. He kicked his leg out from underneath them flinging them down the aisle. Now he stood in his boxers with the gun still in his hand watching the growing eyes of the college girls and their chaperones. Without waiting he hooked his fingers into the strap of his boxers and pulled them down. His legs and waist held a white outline where his boxers used to be only moments ago. There was another gasp from the back of the bus, and one of the chaperones clamped her hand over the young girl sitting next to her eyes. He smiled at that and the fact the chaperone kept her eyes wide open and staring not at him, but his package. 

"What do you want from us?" Tammy mumbled so quietly Timothy had to strain to hear her.

He smiled and motioned his index finger for her to get up. "Can you come here for me please?" He asked politely.

Tammy looked around as if there was someone else he was motioning for. "Me? What do you want from me?" Nevertheless, she stood up in the chair, but didn't move to the aisle.

"Just get over here." He beckoned with his hand smiling.

"Ok." She held her head down and scooted past the young fear stricken college girl sitting next to her. She stood in the aisle only a few feet from the naked Timothy.

"Now take your shirt off." Timothy requested politely with big smile on his face.

Tammy instinctively put her arms up to cover her breasts even though she still had her shirt on. "What? No. I'll give you money anything just please let us go." She started to cry.

"I said take your fucking shirt off!" He shouted in her face. Spittle flew from his mouth and landed on her face. He took the back of his free hand and wiped his mouth. Tammy took her hands and wiped her face as well.

"Ok." She whimpered, and tugged her shirt out of her jeans. She lifted the shirt over her head and dropped it on the ground by her feet. She was now in a plain white cotton bra. There was a little pudge around her stomach and falling over her jeans like a muffin top, but it was hardly noticeable. 

Timothy's penis started to rise, and he noticed out of the corner of his eye the girl who was sitting next to Tammy in the front seat eyes grow as round as silver dollars. He winked at her and she blushed turning her head away from him. He turned his attention back to Tammy. "Now, the bra too." He smiled again.

She didn't move at first, but when Timothy pointed the gun at her forehead she suddenly found the ability to move her arms again. She put her hands behind her back and unclasped the hook. Then she pulled the straps over her arms and dropped the bra in front of her on the floor. She quickly put her arms over her breasts to cover them. 

"Drop your arms." He commanded. Which she did exposing her lusciously round tits to Timothy. They were as large as he thought. They were easy C cups if not D cups. They hung delicately on her chest swinging slightly side to side. Timothy liked that they hung because it meant they were real. The girls behind Tammy which was all of them except the girl sitting next to Tammy couldn't see Timothy's penis stiffen to full mast, but Tammy did. Her gaze dropped to his prick, so he took his free hand and started stroking his shaft in a masturbatory movement. Tammy stared mesmerized at it, and the girl sitting only a foot to his right nearly had a heart attack. She gasped loudly, and put her hand over her mouth. Timothy noticed Tammy's pink nipples stiffen into hard cylinders. He smiled. 

"Jeans now." He continued while stroking his cock. 

She hesitated, but then remembered the gun, and started unbuttoning her jeans. She undid the zipper, and slid the jeans over her hips. The white cotton panties started to show, and by the time the jeans were at her knees her panties were on full display. They dropped to her ankles and she kicked them off in front of her. Timothy licked his lips at the site of the small cameltoe in the crotch of the white bikini briefs. They were very boring, and unoriginal but he hadn't seen this much of a woman in nearly five years. She stood with her arms by her side with her head down and blonde hair hanging over her face. She was refusing to look Timothy in the face. He was content with that, as it meant she was probably staring at his cock which he liked. 

"Panties too." He chuckled when he said it. 

"No. Please mister. Please let us go. We won't say anything." She was really crying now. Large teardrops ran down her pretty round face, and fell on the heap of her own clothes. However, once the gun barrel was touching her forehead, the crying stopped. She hooked her fingers in the string of the panties and they slid to the floor. Timothy started to drool when he saw the well manicured bush in front of him. It looked like a landing strip leading to the puffy lips between her legs. Timothy's penis turned into a raging boner with help from his stroking and the beautiful sight in front of him. He took the step to close the gap between him and Tammy. Tammy was close enough to smell the dirt and dust of the road on him. It smelled like mildew and poorness, and she winced at it. Timothy became intoxicated with the sweet cucumber smell from the shampoo she used. He took a few strands of her hair in his hands, and held it to his nose while inhaling deeply. Then he took his free hand, and grabbed her left breast. It was soft, and large enough to fill his entire palm. He held it in his hand for a few minutes bouncing it up and down, and just massaging it a little. Tammy stood silent. He took the hardened nipple, and pinched it gently between his fingers. Tammy let out a gasp. He smiled, and pinched again eliciting another gasp. Growing bored with that he took his hand and ran his palm down her stomach. When he got to her belly button, she sucked in as his hand dropped to her waistline. His hand continued heading south until his fingers touched the course pubic hair he was searching for. Tammy bit her lip, but remained silent. He rubbed around until her found her slit. Then he took two fingers and parted her labia. It took his gun hand to force her legs wide enough to get his fingers in. However, now there was a stunning pink mound in front of him. The labia were slightly darker around the edges, but he could live to be a hundred and not get tired of opening up a woman's slit. He slid his index finger into the opening as her labia closed around his finger. Tammy sucked in again, but didn't start crying. He rubbed his finger back and forth, and pulled and inserted a few times. It was like a desert down there, he thought. Maybe I'm losing my touch. He pulled out with Tammy exhaling. A single tear streaked down her cheek. Timothy smelled his finger, and while dry she did still have the intoxicating womanly stench.

"Ok now turn around. I want to check out this ass of yours." He sounded happy.

She slowly turned, and faced the rest of the bus. When she saw the other chaperones and college girls staring shocked at her, she started to blush at being humiliated. "Oh God that's nice." Timothy squealed like a school girl hearing the captain of the football team asked her to prom.

Her ass was small, but still protruded out very roundly. Most importantly, it hadn't started to sag, but held tight and firm. He grabbed it and squeezed. It tightened in his grasp. He really liked the panty outline around her ass. She wasn't very tanned, but it was just tanned enough that around her ass and where her panties rested there was a distinct line making her ass a bright white. 

"Ok, now come back to the front seat here." He grabbed her by the shoulders and directed her just in front of her seat, and facing the pretty girl who only a few minutes ago was sitting next to her. "Bend over." She bent over exposing her ass to this psycho.

As she bent over with her arms on the front of the bench seat and her head leaned over the seat directly in front of Sarah, the girl who was sitting next to her. She looked into Sarah's face and thought that only thirty minutes ago, they were singing choir songs together. She was smiling, Sarah was smiling. It had been her idea to pull over when she saw this guy waving his arms on the desert road. What would Jesus do? She thought to herself. Jesus would want us to help a stranger, she replied to herself. So, she ordered the bus driver to stop, and they were lost anyway. It was supposed to be a win win. 

Tammy felt the hot rod insert into her pussy with brutal force. Her eyes bulged and her face turned white with shock. She was pushed forward by the force and almost bumped into Sarah who was staring wide eyed back at her. The rod filled her pussy beyond her imagination. This is bigger than my husbands, she thought. It started to exit leaving a gaping hole in her vagina, and she thought maybe just maybe it was over. Then it rammed back in and she was pushed forward again. She winced at the pain. As she bounced back and forth with her hair brushing past her face with every push forward she looked at Sarah who was starting to cry. Tammy realized the enormity of what was happening to her, and started to cry again too.

Timothy stood behind Tammy thrusting as hard as could. "Oh god you're hot woman. Dry as hell, but we'll work on that." He laughed to himself. He held her shoulder with his left hand using it for leverage while his gun hand stayed on her back. It was tough work without any lubrication down there, but he didn't care. He kept trying to find a place for his gun hand, and ended up putting it down on the head rest of the driver's seat. With his right hand free now, he used it to grab Tammy by her hair snapping her neck back and pulling her head up. Now that he had extra leverage, he was able to thrust even deeper into her valley. He pulled out and pushed in extremely rough creating a slapping noise as his stomach hit her ass. The impact sent ripples through her ass as it shot forward from the momentum. Then suddenly it became very wet and his thrusting became much easier. There, he thought she finally started to like it.

Tammy felt her hair being pulled back. She couldn't move, and was forced to stare up at the ceiling of the bus. His thrust increased in force until finally she felt something rip near the opening of her vagina. The pain shot through her nerve endings like a lightning bolt causing her to yelp. He thrust again, and she screamed again. The pain was excruciating. It wasn't my hymen, she thought. She thought about her husband lovingly inserting her on their honeymoon so many years ago. It was painful then too, but that got better, this continued to be painful with every thrust. 

Timothy was really enjoying himself now. He smacked her ass while it bounced off his dick like a tennis ball off a racket. Her ass expanded and contracted with every impact of his stomach against her. He loved the slapping noise it made. For several minutes there was only that slapping noise and Timothy's grunts of satisfaction as the rest of the bus remained statuesque at the sight of their teacher, and head chaperone being raped by a sadistic psycho. Most of the girls had never had sex, much less seen anything like this. The chaperone, which had the girl's eyes closed earlier, still had them clamped shut, but the chaperone continued to watch in horror. They could only see the man standing behind Tammy who was bent over the first seat. He was very fit, the chaperone thought. His large pectoral muscles flexed with each thrust. The eagle tattoo on his chest rippled with every flex. He must have been very strong, she thought biting her lip. That poor girl doesn't have to watch this though. Tammy was bouncing forward as the lunatic pushed deep inside her. Tammy was wailing the cries only a woman being raped could make, and the tears were splashing off her face in every direction. 


A detour to Las Vegas



Timothy suddenly felt a swelling in his ballsac which he knew meant it was time to blow his load. "It's coming sweetie. Get ready to take the Timtrain for a ride on home." He cooed in Tammy's ear. She squealed even louder. Finally he felt the semen empty his balls and shoot up his penile canal, and out his dick deep into her pussy. He slowed his thrusts to only a few quick stabs as the cum abated. He shuddered one last time with a final deep thrust to make sure it was all out of his balls. Then he withdrew from her pussy, and noticed his dick was red. His now pulsating cock was covered in blood. He stole a quick glance at Tammy's gaping pussy and noticed it was bloody too. He shrugged looking around for a paper towel or something. Tammy didn't move.

"You were great babe, but you need to get back to your seat." He tapped her on the shoulder. Tammy stood up like a zombie. Initially she attempted to pick up her clothes, but Timothy pulled her back up by the shoulders. "No clothes for you." And kissed her cheek. Tammy moved past Sarah without seeing her and slumped into her chair. She stared out the window clutching her legs to her chest. Sarah immediately put an arm around her, and hugged her tight whispering prayers to Tammy. 

Timothy left the two of them at the front seat, and started walking towards the back of the bus surveying the women left. He didn't find any paper towels up front so he needed someone to clean his dick off. As he walked to the back his dick bounced with each step, and he noticed every female's eyes were glued to his meat pole proudly displayed for them to ogle at. He stopped in the middle of the bus, and scanned every pretty girl's face. No, he decided they were to cute to get blood on. He needed a fat girl. Plus, it was in his experience fat girls gave the best head, and they were least likely to try and bite your dick off. There was a chubby pale white girl sitting passively in a row by herself. In fact there weren't any girls sitting within three rows of her. Timothy smirked, even in a church function there was always the isolated girl everyone was embarrassed to be near. So, he stood next to the girl with medium length straight black hair. She sat with her back hunched forward. Her round face had small beady black eyes. She breathed heavily from the extra weight she carried. Her tits would have been small if weren't for the fat making them a solid B cup. She wore a low cut tank top which put way to much cleavage on display. In fact as Timothy stood over her, peered down her blouse and was able to see past her breasts to the rolls of fat on her stomach through the split in her cleavage. Quickly he grabbed her tank top and pulled it away from her tits to discover she wasn't wearing a bra. He looked at her dark areolas as she stared back at him without saying a word. Satisfied, he snapped her tank top back on her chest. 

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Shannon." She stuttered a reply.

"You ever sucked a dick before Shannon?" Timothy waited for the eternal virgins answer.

She nodded her head yes and quickly turned red. Timothy was shocked by her answer, but he didn't care. He found the girl who was going to clean him up. "So start sucking girl." He rubbed her cheek, and pulled her hair behind her ear as her attention shifted from his eyes to his enlarged member staring back at her only inches from her face. 

Two years ago when Shannon had just turned eighteen she had a boyfriend, his name was Spence, who kept pressuring her to have sex. She had just discovered Jesus from a good friend who said Jesus would keep the other girls from calling her fatty boombalatty, and Jesus would give her the strength to handle the boys laughing at her in gym class. Spence, however, was different than those boys. He was a good looking boy from science class who normally would never give her the time of day, but no more than a month after becoming a born again Christian he asked her on a date. Jesus was amazing she thought on that first date. After a few dates they started making out pretty heavily and his hand would slide up her shirt. She allowed that, but when his hand started sliding down her pants she would gently keep him up by her tits. Eventually he grew tired of it and asked for sex. She laughed it off at first but after a few times he grew angry and demanded she lose her virginity to him or he would leave her. She cried that night, and the next night she compromised that she would give him a blowjob. I don't want him to leave me, she thought. He's the greatest thing to ever walk into my life. So they started making out, and then she heard his zipper moving down. When she looked down she saw her first real penis. She had seen penises on movies, but nothing could prepare her for what she saw. It was circumcised, and the head was a strange purple color. The shaft was veiny, but when she grasped it with her hand it felt smooth. Spence had slid his boxers and jeans off and now she was staring at his entire groin. There was hair all around his junk. The penis stuck up like a flagstaff. The balls were disgusting in her opinion. They were all wrinkly and just sort of laid there. She felt Spence's hand pushing down on the back of her head. 

She opened her mouth in the shape of an O and closed her eyes as the warm, soft, flesh entered her mouth. Once she had the entire head in her mouth she didn't know what to do with it. She liked the feel of it in her mouth. It was like a big finger kinda. No, not really, there was nothing else like a dick in her mouth. 

"Move your head up and down." Spence had directed her, and she obliged. There was a loud sucking noise as she bobbed her head up and down. I think I'm going to choke, she thought hoping she wouldn't puke. Spence let out a groan, so she hoped she was doing the right thing. She just wanted to make him happy. 

"Ow bitch, don't use your teeth." He scolded. Spence had never used the B word on her, but maybe it was just the "dirty" talk she had heard about during sex. So she puckered her lips more, and kept bobbing her head up and down. She experimented with the pressure on the shaft, hearing which amount made the best groans from Spence. When her mouth felt like it was burning from using the muscles, she kissed the top of his head and used her chubby hands to stroke his penis in the same motion her mouth was doing. He relaxed his muscles when she did this, and looked bored, so she knew he didn't like the hand as much. It hurt her mouth so much though. I just want to make him happy.

"If you get tired you can suck on my balls while still giving me a handjob." He brushed her hair back off her face, and put it behind her ears. She looked down at his balls and nearly puked. It will make him happy, she said again to herself. So she took a ball in her mouth and sucked. It wasn't as bad she thought. It was kinda hairy and prickly, but nowhere near as wrinkly or disgusting in her mouth. The ball was hard and somehow soft at the same time. 

"Keep using your hand." Spence's voice boomed through her mini meditation. She started stoking his penis with a firm grip and constant fast speed. He groaned loudly in agreement. "Oh God get back to sucking, I'm coming." He cried out pulling her head up by her ears. 

She jammed her mouth back down on his dick, and started to furiously suck. Every time she moved her head up, Spence's hand was there to push her back down. It only took a few bobs of her head before the back of her throat was hit with a warm liquid. The sperm kept coming, and the only thing she could think to do was swallow. It was tough to swallow with a large dick in her mouth she found out, and most of the spunk ended up falling out her lips and sliding down the shaft of his prick. He finally tensed his penis for the last time, and collapsed back on the couch exhausted. She lifted her mouth off with a popping noise and wiped her mouth the back of her hand.

"You can lick up the rest of my cum off my dick." He sounded sweet and happy, so she complied. She grabbed his prick and started licking all the white stuff off his dick until it was clean. "Thanks babe, that was amazing."

She sucked him off a few more times, but refused to have sex, so he left her for some skank whore. She cried a lot after that, and swore she would never let a boy use her for sex. Unfortunately she was now staring at a rather large man's penis only inches from her face. She smelled vagina on his dick, and was sickened by the juice dripping off it. She felt the man's hand on the back of her head, and knew it was time. Go to your happy place, she thought.

Timothy pushed Shannon's head on his prick and shoved it all the way to the base of his cock. She didn't struggle or choke when he felt the tip of his dick hit the back of her throat. Damn, she must have done this more than once. She's a pro, he thought. So the slurping noises continued in the otherwise quiet bus. More girls were watching him now with wide eyed awe. Timothy took both his hands and grabbed the sides of Shannon's head with them to help him guide the pushing. He also pushed forward to help fuck her face. Oh god this is good, he thought.

Shannon had her eyes closed when she felt the meaty penis tip hit the back of her throat. She was used to it from Spence so she didn't complain. The blood tasted metallic and bitter, but it was gone within seconds of her sucking. There was another taste, the taste of Mrs. Tammy's vagina that excited her. It tasted like a sweet sweat if that was possible. I can't believe I know what Mrs. Tammy tastes like, Shannon thought. Don't think those evil thoughts. This is the devil in front of you. Nonetheless, she increased her pace to try and taste more of Mrs. Tammy. Suddenly she felt her head being yanked off the man's penis. There was a popping noise just like the first time she pulled off of Spence, and she opened her eyes to question why she was being stopped.

"I'm not coming in you darlin'." Timothy held her head in his hands as she looked up at him with those beady eyes. He turned away from her with his massive hard on standing straight in front of him. It glistened clean with the shimmer of saliva in the bus lights. He stood in the aisle with his hands resting on the headrests on either side of the aisle. "Ok ladies. Prepare yourselves, because this is going to be happening for quite sometime. Lube your pussies up because I don't want to have to keep cleaning blood off my dick."

"Are you going to rape us all?" Came a loud obnoxious voice from the back. Timothy searched it out and discovered it belonged to a rather plain girl probably about twenty who judging by the massive amount of makeup she wore was trying to make herself prettier than she really was. He didn't like her tone or her ugliness.

"No. I'm only fucking the pretty ones." He winked at Shannon who turned away blushing. "I have no time for ugly bitches like you." 

The girl gasped and snorted in disagreement, but she remained silent putting her head down. Timothy raised his eyebrows in amusement, and searched for the chaperone covering the young girl's eyes. There they are, he smiled again. They were sitting a few rows up from Shannon.

As he walked towards them, he thought about his gun but looked at the driver's seat and saw it still resting there. That Tammy lady was in no position to take it right now anyway. As he came to the seat with the two women he found the seat across the aisle from them empty so he sat down in the seat closest to the aisle and closest to them. 

"Hello ladies. Ma'am you can take your hands off her eyes." He said to the Chaperone. "What's your names?" He questioned.

The Chaperone answered for both of them. "My name is Suri, and this is May." 

"Hello May, and how old are you?" He said grabbing her hand and shaking it.

"Eighteen." She replied, her voice quivering. 

"Are you a virgin?" 

She nodded her head yes, but almost shamefully like it was wrong for an eighteen year old Christian girl to be a virgin. I guess no one wants the label of virgin, Timothy thought. 

"Well I'm going to show you how to fuck today ok?" Timothy grabbed her hand and squeezed. She lifted her head up, and her eyes grew wide. He thought he saw the start of a smile on her face, but it quickly vanished.

"Please don't mister. Take me instead, just don't ruin her innocence." Suri pleaded with the man grabbing his hand with hers and taking it off her daughter's hand.

Timothy shrugged. "Ok, I'll use you to show your daughter how to properly please a man then."

Suri gasped at the directness of the man. However, she was slightly excited at the thought of being taken by such a handsome young man. His body was amazing. The small rippling muscles on his stomach were a picture of the human physique. He had a sparkle in his hazel eyes which held so much mystery. If her husband had made love to her once in the last year she might have been a little more resistant to the lunatic in front of her. However, she could barely remember the last time she orgasmed, much less a good fuck. Don't cuss, she reminded herself. This man is stark raving mad. This is a sin. But, he's so hot! The other voice inside of her said the voice she usually squelched in her sophisticated circles. He's going to rape me anyway, so I might as well like it. This realization settled her nerves down, and she took the man's hand as she got up off the seat and walked into the aisle standing in front of the naked man. 

Timothy was enjoying what he was seeing as Suri stepped in front of him. She wasn't wearing shoes showing her pretty bright red painted toes. She wore tight black spandex pants. The kind rich women wear to the gym. These pants showed off Suri's extremely large tight ass. She was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt which read Light of Christ on the front. He smiled at that. Her dark skin really brought out the whiteness of the shirt making it look a bright white. Her brown mocha face was flawless of blemishes, and she wore barely any makeup. Her black eyes swirled, and were constantly moving. He ran her silky black shoulder length hair through his hands.

"I'm part Native American. I'm mixed Native American and Irish." She stumbled through the sentence when she noticed his interest in her hair.

He nodded in agreement. "That's a hot combination." She blushed and smiled.

He held her chin in his hand, and then proceeded to plant a large wet kiss directly on her lips. At first she rejected it from the suddenness, but as he settled in, she started to return the kiss deeply. Their lips embraced which turned into a make out session. There was the quiet slurping and sucking noise as they continued to kiss. Suri slipped her tongue into Timothy's mouth which made him open his eyes in surprise, but then he returned the favor. While they frenched, he reached his hands around her back, and grabbed her spandex covered ass with both hands. Suri's ass was much larger and softer than Tammy's. It could barely fit in both his hands, but he squeezed hard enough to try and shove them together. Suri did the same to his ass, and he liked the feeling of a woman grabbing on to him. When they both grabbed each other's asses, it pushed them close to each other. Timothy felt her breasts press up against his pectoral muscles and he felt her tight, flat stomach rub up against his stomach. Suri only felt the large cock press between her legs and under her crotch. It was warm even through the spandex and her panties. She squeezed her legs against the flesh, and when she did that she felt him thrusting against her, rubbing along the underside of her crotch, dry humping her. 

They finally broke the kiss, and Timothy started to back away. Suri quickly grabbed his cock from between her legs, and started stroking it to keep him close. "See what your mom is doing? This is called jerking a dick. Normally she would be doing this as foreplay to get a man's cock hard, but I'm already rock hard so she's just doing this for my pleasure. And judging from how good it feels, she is very good at it." Suri gave a quick smile at his compliment.

May stared at the penis as she watched her mom stroking it with her hand. She couldn't believe she was watching her mom do this to a man. What would dad think? Dad was never home, so she doubted he cared. Plus she heard her mom saying on the phone to a friend one time that she thought Tom, her dad, was cheating on her with the secretary. The only reason she stayed with him was because she didn't want the church finding out. 

Timothy sat on the empty seat across the aisle from May. Suri stood in front of him with her crotch at eye level. Timothy lifted her shirt up and she helped out by lifting it over her head. The bra she wore held her tits well. It looked like one of those fancy Victoria Secret bras with the lace and everything. Her tits hung delicately inside the lace, but they were begging to be released. A request Timothy planned on granting soon. Instead he kissed her well toned abs. He continued giving little pecks until he got to the waist band on the spandex. Then he took his fingers and slowly pulled them down. They caught against her ass so it took a few tugs to get them past the barrier. Once they were past her ass they fell to the floor. Now Timothy was face to face with a pair of black boy short panties with bright red hearts dotted through out. Timothy inhaled the musky scent she was already extruding. Her fat vagina created a beautiful cameltoe begging to be touched, which Timothy did. He dragged his finger along the bottom of her panties and then lightly pinched her mound through the fabric. Suri let out a small moan of satisfaction. Then Timothy pulled her panties down, and inhaled sharply at the gorgeous pussy staring him in the face. She was completely shaven, as if to show off how beautiful it was. The outside lips were swollen, but the labia were swollen was well allowing the little mocha colored folds of skin to hang from her mound. Timothy quickly spun her around to who May.

"Now, I'm going to fondle your mom's ass for a few minutes, you stare long and hard at what a beautiful pussy looks like." He didn't need to direct May as she was already staring at her mom's pussy. 

Timothy grabbed the fat brown ass with both hands, and started kissing one cheek and then the other. There was a bathing suit line along the middle of her ass causing the inside part to be much lighter than the outside of her ass. He wondered how many men she cock teased on the beach. 

"Now, the most rudimentary way to get a woman in the mood for fucking is to finger her." Timothy told May as he shoved his index finger up Suri's pussy. Suri gasped but then it turned to a moan as Timothy started to work his finger back and forth scraping the soft wet insides. 

May watched her mother's pussy as a finger was being inserted, retreated and inserted again and again. It looked barbaric, but mom seemed to be liking it. Her eyes were half closed, and she was moaning softly. Suddenly, mom was spun around and once again she was staring at her ass. Mom did have a great ass, May thought dirtily. 

Timothy popped his head around Suri's hip to look at May. "Ok, after the finger, most good men will eat a woman's pussy just to help really get her soaking wet. A few men hate eating pussy. I don't know why but they do. I on the hand am a Gentleman." His sentence trailed off as he lifted Suri's left leg up over the headrest of the seat in front of her. "Can you see your mom's pussy still?"

May nodded yes. So Timothy bent down between Suri's legs and stuck his tongue out. He touched her outer labia tickling her. Suri flinched a little. "Sorry." She said giggling. Then she settled back on Timothy's tongue as he started to lick up and down along the sides of her labia. 

Fuck that feels good, she thought. Her husband hadn't licked her pussy in years. She felt his tongue split her vagina and rub along the inside of her lips. Then it inserted deep into her hole. Timothy grabbed her ass with both hands to help keep him attached to her pussy. As he licked up and down, he hit her clitoris which caused her to flinch again.




A detour to Las Vegas



"Oh God!" She screamed and grabbed the back of Timothy's head to keep him from moving from her clit. Not that he was going anywhere. Once Timothy latched on to her clit he sucked hard on the small stiff nub of flesh. To Timothy it felt like the softest piece of cartilage, but he really didn't care what the anatomy of her g-spot was. He just kept licking and sucking where she moaned the loudest, and dear god she was really moaning now. 

The screams coming from Suri surprised everyone on the tour bus. "Was she really liking this?" Were the whispers coming from the small corners of the bus. Tammy was still curled up in the front seat, but now she had her hands clamped over ears as Sarah hugged her tighter to comfort her. The bus driver was still unconscious laying face down on the steering wheel, and the black semiautomatic pistol still rested on the driver's headrest. 

May's mouth was slightly opened at the sight she was seeing. This man's tongue was buried in her mom's pussy, and mom was really moaning now. She watched her mom's butt muscles clench and unclench in the man's hands with each lick of his tongue. She felt a twitch in her own pussy as she felt it start to get slick with her own vaginal juices sitting in her panties.

"Oh Jesus!" Suri screamed and rubbed her hand through her hair. "Don't stop, I'm coming hard!" She screamed again, and then small quivers started shaking throughout her body. It started at her stomach and spread out to her arms causing her shoulders to shake back and forth, and down to her legs making her calves twitch. Then the big shudder came just was Timothy bit down on her clit. She screamed in ecstasy one last time before soaking Timothy's face in clear vaginal wetness. Her body released the tightness as she relaxed and brought her leg down to stand up straight again. "Christ that was amazing." She giggled out. 

To Timothy, May and especially Suri there was no one else on the bus. They were in their own little world. There wasn't a bus of women and girls staring slack jawed at the sexual education class being displayed in front of them.

Suri turned her body so she could face her daughter. "See, when someone licks you properly it is one of the most amazing things in the world. Don't ever let a man not eat you out."

"Ready to show your daughter the real deal now?" Timothy asked, idly fingering her pussy and stroking his cock with his other hand.

Suri smiled and straddled Timothy's legs. She slowly started to lower herself onto his penis. When she lowered herself to the tip of his penis she hesitated to let it tickle her pussy lips. She rubbed her pussy back and forth on the tip letting her juices wet the tip of his head. May watched in absolute fascination. I'm going to watch someone have sex. I'm going to watch my mom have sex! She corrected herself. Then Suri dropped on Timothy's dick sliding all the way down to the hairy base. She sat there not moving, but just letting the sex organ fill her pussy to capacity. Timothy flexed his cock swelling it to increase the size. It was a trick he learned trying to pee when he was young. It was the same motion as trying to get that last dribble out so it wouldn't leak in his pants. The flexing made Suri stiffen her body in surprise and fall forward into his chest with a surprise moan of enjoyment. 

"Whatever you just did was hot!" She whispered into his ear. Timothy smiled back kissing her ear while he brushed her hair back over her ear. Then he reached around her back, and unclasped her bra. Feeling the release of her bra, Suri leaned back to help pull it off her. It finally fell to her hands, and she picked it up and threw it behind her. It landed on May's face. By this point she was too stunned to pull it off immediately. It sat there a few minutes before she slowly peeled it off. Timothy looked around Suri's huge breasts to make sure May was paying attention. She was.

"Ok now that I have your mom's tits in my face, while she is riding me to increase her pleasure and mine I'm going to suck on her nipples and massage her breasts. Now remember if you find yourself in this position let the man suck your tits, and also the most important thing about fucking a guy is the up and down motion on his dick. It stimulates the underneath of his shaft, plus in and out is just the basics of fucking, ok?" Timothy didn't wait for a response as he was already back in front of Suri staring at a perfect C cup dark skinned tits. There was no tan line, so he assumed she tanned topless, which excited him greatly. He thought about walking up on her on the beach and seeing this half dollar sized areolas encircling what had to be inch long stiff pink nipples. They were rock hard. He grabbed both her milk makers with his hands and noticed she didn't have any veins running through them. God she was perfect. He placed her right nipple in his mouth and clamped down the pressure. He tongued the tip of her nipple in his mouth and circled it around all the while sucking on it like a baby. Suri moaned and started rocking up and down on his stiff prick. As she increased her rocking it became harder and harder to keep her nipple in his mouth so he gave up and just leaned back against the window of the tour bus. He watched her tits bounce up and down. Then he shifted his attention to just admiring his dick disappearing into her dark shaven pussy and then reappear only to disappear a second later. 

May sat mesmerized at what was happening in front of her. The man had just leaned back and now she watched her mom's ass bounce up and down. She saw the man's penis appear and then her mom's ass would crash down on his lap and his dick would disappear inside her. The wetness was growing in her panties. She had the biggest urge to put touch her pussy. She could probably go through the leg of her sofee athletic shorts, but what she really wanted to do was just shove her hand down the front of her shorts and go to town touching herself. It was on fire! She just wanted to make it stop itching, but she knew it was sin to touch down there. So she just let the aching feeling and the wet spot grow.

Suri loved feeling the large man sausage in her pussy. She was glad she had been practicing the kegel exercises. They were intended for her husband hoping it make him want to make love to more, but now as she felt the fullness all the way up to her cervix she was just glad she did them. May needs to see another position, she thought as she let out yet another loud moaning scream. May doesn't need to see another position, I need to feel another position. So she lifted off of the man and smiled when she saw the look of confusion on his face. His chiseled jaw looked almost angelic while he was in sexual bliss. She stood up and pulled him up by his arms. Then she lifted her leg up over the headrest in the same position she used while he ate her pussy out. This time she grabbed his cock and guided to her vaginal opening. She grasped his shaft and guided the helmet in her soaking pussy. It slid in quickly and easily. He grabbed her by the waist and leaned back to get deeper into wet opening. 

They fucked with reckless abandoned for several minutes. Sweat started dripping off both their faces and down their chests. Timothy's hands were glued to her waist as Suri's hand latched on to his shoulders. Every so often she would release a hand to pull her hair back and out of her face. 

"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck Me! Fuck me harder!" Suri screamed forgetting the church girls around her. She was in another time and another place. All she felt was the hot rod of man meat rubbing in and out of her pussy canal. Every time the base of his large cock slammed into her pussy folds it caused an extra spark of electricity to run through her body. She felt the orgasm building, and she thrust her hips harder to meet the man's cock. She wanted to drive his dick into her uterus. Finally an explosion erupted in her pussy, and it was like a wave of tickles scorching through her body. She felt her pussy dump even more juice like a dam release. The electric current ended at the top of her scalp with the final tickle making her head tingle.

Timothy could feel his balls tightening aching for release. He did his best to keep from coming too soon. He never wanted this fuck to end. Sliding in and out of her pussy was like sleeping in 2000 count silk sheets. It left such slippery warm feeling that the only thing he could do was smile. He slid in so easily and felt her vaginal canal throbbing against his dick, tensing every time the base of his cock slammed into the outside of her pussy that when he started to pull out it was like a vise of warm butter clutching at his dick to stay in. He heard Suri scream and he increased his hip movement. There was only the sound of skin slapping, Timothy grunting and Suri screaming and moaning. Finally his dick wouldn't let him continue the excitement when he felt Suri become even wetter and whole body clench and unclench repeatedly. Pussy juice ran down his leg, but he barely noticed. His dick noticed and stiffened from too much stimulation. He knew he was coming, but kept it silent. He didn't think he could speak right now if he wanted too. He thought his dick swelled so large it pushed her canal walls irreversibly out. He hoped he didn't stretch her out to bad, and then the flood of semen exited the tip of his penis like a geyser. There wasn't much room for the sperm to go upwards as his dick was nearly touching her cervix, so it spread around his dick and there still wasn't much room. Gravity overtook it and it started filling downwards racing for the exit of her vaginal opening. The semen dripped out her pussy, down Suri's leg and onto the floor. 

May hadn't closed her mouth in awe in nearly half and hour. If someone took a picture of her right now, her face would look like the face thousands of fans who first saw Evil Knieval jump ten school buses. May didn't know who Evil Knieval was, but she did know she was watching something so amazingly incredible it was something she would never forget for the rest of her life. How were they going to explain this to dad when they got home, if they got home? Would they even tell dad, or would she and mom keep this their little secret. May's thoughts were distracted by hearing her mom scream so loud it almost hurt her ears. When she would hear mom and dad having sex through the walls it always low moans never this primordial yell. Then the twitching started in mom, and May watched some sort of clear liquid drain from her mom's pussy onto the man's leg. Mom stopped twitching just in time for May to witness a creamy white liquid explode out of her pussy and start dripping long strands sticky goo. That must be semen, May thought. The man pulled out from May while more of the white goop dripped. There was a bubble of it clinging to the man's penis tip. Then her mom dropped to her knees and licked the bubble off the man's dick. The man started talking to her, but she didn't hear it. It was like hearing a radio in the distance.

"May!" The man shouted at her again. This time the voice cut through her fog and lifted her eyes up to meet his hazel orbs. "That's how you fuck." He said patting the back of her mom's head which was still down by his groin. "Now, are you ready to lose your virginity?" 

Suri popped up on her feet. "I dunno. She's young."

"I was only asking out of courtesy." He replied tight lipped. 

Suri realized watching her daughter lose her virginity to the same man she just shamelessly fucked in front the Fellowship of Christian Evangelicals was going to happen. She grabbed May by the hand and squeezed it. "It's ok honey. He'll be great. You'll do great."

May nodded, but she didn't know what to do now so she just waited for the man to make the first move. He grabbed underneath her shoulders and pulled her up by her arm pits. 

"Have you ever touched a dick before?" The man asked.

"No." She said barely above a whisper.

"Well that's a good place to start." He guided her hand down to his stiff, throbbing penis, and when her fingers touched it they jumped back. It was so warm and fleshy. She looked down at it, and gathered herself for another attempt. This time she grabbed it like she grabbed a banana she was about to eat. It was hard and slick from saliva and vaginal secretions. She squeezed it tight which caused two things to happen. The first thing it did was cause the helmet looking head of the penis to enlarge and turn purple. The second thing it did was cause the man to yelp and let out a little laugh. 

"You have to move your hand up and down like this." He took his hand and made an O shape. Then he started moving it back and forth. "Here sit down on your seat and try it. It might be an easier position."

May sat down and made the O shape like she was told. Out of the corner of her eye she caught her mom sitting behind the man who was standing naked in the aisle. She saw this through his legs below his balls which hung like a hairy sack of potatoes. Her mom had her legs spread over the seat, and that white stuff was still dripping from her pussy. However mom was taking her fingers, scooping it up, and then sucking it off her fingers. May grew curious at this, but she had other things to take care of right now. 

"This is called a handjob." The man said to her as she stroked his cock back and forth. "You're not very good right now, but after a few boyfriends I think you have the chance to be a pro. Now moving on to a blowjob which is one of the greatest things you can do for a man." He grabbed the back of her head and started pushing it to his cock.

What does he want me to do? She questioned starting to worry. I guess stick it in my mouth. So she opened her mouth and let the warm slick cock slide between her lips. It sat in her mouth throbbing. She tongued it around the head just get the feel of it and see how it tasted. It tasted salty. 

"Now just go back and forth." He directed to the stationary May. He was rewarded with his commanding by seeing her head slide back and forth on his cock. Oh boy she was going to be a real man pleaser when she got back to college after this. How old did her mom say she was? Timothy pondered, didn't she say she just turned eighteen? Yeah that's right she's a freshman. Oh fuck, she is going to make some guy very happy if she keeps sucking dick like this.

Suri sucked the last bit of cum out of her pussy and savored the taste. It was sweet with a hint of spicy saltiness to it. Now she was lightly fingering her clit while watching her daughter give her first blowjob.

May had her eyes closed, and just felt the dick banging against the back of her throat. She thought she would choke the first time it happened, but now she got into the flow of it. It seemed pretty easy to make a man happy, just hold your mouth open and keep a tight seal. She didn't like the slurping wet noises it made, but she quickly started to ignore them. The penis suddenly seemed to double in size and somehow get even stiffer than it already was. The man grabbed her hair and pushed her farther on his penis. She found herself stuck on the base of his cock. His pubic hair tickled her nose. Before she found the urge to sneeze from the tickling, her senses were diverted back to her throat as salty hot liquid hit her mouth like a surge of water from a fireman's hose. She gargled trying to keep it all in. Her only reaction was to start swallowing which she did even as the penis flexed again sending more of the white liquid in her mouth. She choked a little, but the man never relaxed his grip until there was no more liquid coming out of his peepee hole. 

"That was called cum that you just swallowed amazingly well." The man said withdrawing his penis from her mouth. A little of the cum dripped onto her chin. He took his finger and wiped it off. "This is what it tastes like, since I don't think you had much chance to taste." He shoved his finger into her mouth, and she greedily sucked the cum off it. It tasted so strange, yet amazing. It was like nothing she had ever tasted. She smiled, which made the man smile. 

Without hesitation, he pulled her up again, and started taking her shirt off. Then he unsnapped her black lace bra letting her girls hang out. It was the first time anyone had ever seen her breasts before, and she felt a little self conscious of them. She started to blush.

"Oh girl don't be embarrassed. They are a little small." The man said bluntly while fondling them. His hands were cold, which made her nipples instantly hardened. "But they are very pert and bouncy. What size are you?"

"32B" She said, suddenly feeling better about her boobs. 

The man moaned in satisfaction as he bent his head down to her nipple. When his mouth encircled her small brown nipple it felt like a warm wet vacuum being attached. Oh God, she thought as the sensation shot through her body making her let out a little moan herself. She grabbed the back of his head with her hand and pushed him closer to her nipple. 

He popped off her nipple after what seemed like to short of a time for May. He moved down to her soffe shorts and grabbed her ass with both hands. "Wow, you are starting to get an ass just like your mom's." 

She smiled back at him. His face was so close to her crotch she could feel his breath blowing onto the front of her shorts. He took his hand and slid it up her thigh. It tingled a little but she liked the feeling. Then his hand was at her panty line, and he slid one finger up her shorts. He dragged his finger along her panty covered pussy which was already dripping. "Someone is excited to see me." He winked as she blushed.

Hurry up, she thought. This teasing is killing me. Her thoughts were rewarded as he pushed her panties to the side, and started rubbing her slit with his finger. She felt more wetness growing as he shoved his finger in her pussy quickly and without warning. She yelped a quick cry of shock, which turned to a low moan as he rocked his finger back and forth in her hole. She felt his fingernail drag along the inside of canal, and slowly exit her pussy leaving a void needing to be filled. The finger would quickly return filling her pussy up as he rubbed around her walls. She grabbed the two headrests on either side of her and threw her head back in pleasure. He removed his finger from her pussy as quickly as it entered, and he started pulling her shorts down. She helped him by wiggling her hips. Now she stood in front of him in only her white silk panties with little green flowers sporadically placed on them. May suddenly felt very self conscious thinking what the other girls would say about the type of panties she wore.

"Like mother like daughter." The man commented as he spun her around to look at the g-string thong she wore. There was only a small floss sized piece of string running inside her ass crack.

"No one should see a girl's panty lines." Suri said suddenly as if justifying the thong.

Timothy shrugged to say he didn't really care, and kissed May's fat round brown ass. He wanted to just kiss and fondle this perfect round ass forever. It bulged out like a balloon, and thanks to her great genetics and young age, it didn't sag at all. However, he knew his dick needed to get to fucking her so he spun her around quickly again to stare directly at her beautiful white panties as he sat in the seat with Suri's legs wrapped around his waist. Suri leaned against the window gently rubbing his back. Without hesitation he pinched May's panties by the crotch, and started pulling downward. May helped out by pushing down on the strings encircling her waist. When the fabric slid to her knees she finished the job by kicking them off. 

Once again Timothy was looking at another beautiful site. She was shaved like her mother, and without any razor burn or little black pube hairs poking out. Her pussy was already glistening in the light, and it was swollen fat. The lips splayed out like a filleted lobster tail. They were light brown with a twinge of pink around the edges. "Lay on your back on the seat behind you." He commanded while pushing her stomach.




A detour to Las Vegas



She fell back on the seat and rested her head on the window frame. Her legs dangled over the edge of the seat in the aisle with her pussy on full display at the edge of the seat. Timothy dropped to his knees in the aisle with May's legs on either side of him. Timothy's dick stuck straight out only a few inches from her virgin pussy. "You ready for this?" He asked kindly. May nodded enthusiastically. 

Suri leaned over his shoulder to get a good look at the cherry popping about to take place. Timothy inched his dick closer to her glistening flower. When his dick was rubbing against her pussy lips he stopped much to the dismay of Suri and May. "Is she gonna bleed?" He asked bluntly to both women hoping one of them would know the answer.

"No, she broke her hymen in middle school gymnastics." Suri quickly answered. That's what that was, May thought to herself quickly, but then directed her attention back to her pussy. She propped herself up on her elbows. Timothy was satisfied with the answer and slowly worked his dick into her pussy. May gasped as the first inch slid in. She thought she was being stretched apart at the seams. It filled her so fully she didn't think anymore could go in, but it just kept sliding in. This was no tampon that was for sure. She squeezed her eyes shut as the fullness started to turn to pain. Oh god, I think I'm ripping in half, she thought. Her face winced in pain. 

"Shhh. It's ok. It'll get better in a bit. Your pussy just hasn't had anything this big before. It has to stretch out a little." He whispered to her while he gently stroked her arm.

Finally the pushing stopped, and May exhaled loudly. She looked down and saw he was in up to his base. It felt like someone had shoved a log inside her. Then he touched something near the hood of the top part of her vagina and a spark of electricity struck through her body causing her to tingle. As this spark shot through her, he pulled out until only his head was in her pussy. There was an empty void in her pussy now, and even though it didn't hurt anymore, she wanted her pussy filled to the brim again. Then his dick slid back in easily and she gasped at the sensation it caused. He started a very methodical in and out motion with his dick and the friction it caused sent more sparks of electricity throughout her body. The pain was gone, and it was replaced with the most wonderful indescribable feeling she had ever felt. 

"She's liking it now." Suri commented with a smile.

"God her pussy is so fucking tight. You raised one hell of a good fuck!" The man said through deep breaths as he humped May. May's tits started to bounce as the thrusting became harder and faster. In fact, May's entire body was shifting up and down on the seat now. Timothy grew bored with the position mostly because his knees were hurting on the floor of the bus isle. Even though he loved watching May's tits bounce, and being able to finger her clit while he watched his dick move in and out of her cunt he knew it was time to change positions. So he pulled completely out, and there was a loud popping noise when he did. He stood up, and sat down on his chair with Suri leaning up against him. Her tits were smashed against his back, and her nipples pressed into his shoulder blades. 

"Come up here and sit on my lap girl." He cooed to May who was leaning up on her elbows in a sexual daze. She did as she was told and stood up in front of him. He spun her around so she was facing away from him, and he kissed her ass cheeks again. "Now sit down." She slowly bent her knees until she felt his penis pressing against her vaginal lips. Then out of excitement she sat down hard, and felt his penis fill her womanly hole again. Oh God I never want this feeling to go away, she thought as she started to slowly bounce up and down. 

May's long black hair tickled his face, so he moved it out of his way, and wrapped his arms around her chest grabbing hold of her tits as they bounced up and down. He pinched her nipples causing May to shudder slightly from the sensation. While one hand continued to massage her nipples he took his right hand and slid it down her stomach to the top hood of her pussy. There his took his fingers and massaged her slit until he felt his own dick grinding inside her pussy hole. He didn't like touching his own dick, so he brought his finger up to her clit, and started rubbing the little nub in a circle. As soon as he touched her nub, May jumped and moaned. He smiled hoping this would make her orgasm. He was willing to bet she had never even had an orgasm before. So he helped move his hips up so his dick would insert deeper into her pussy, and continued to massage her clit with his finger.

After the man touched something on her vagina which gave her the biggest tickle she had ever felt, she settled back down to enjoying the fire burning in her pussy. God whatever he is doing with his hand is like coming down on Christmas morning to find a pony in the living room. She wanted to scream from the tingle in her pussy. However, she was a little worried about what the other girls would think if they knew she was enjoying having sex with this lunatic who had raped Mrs. Tammy. I don't know if I can hold this in though.

She couldn't hold it in anymore. "Oh Fuck me." She finally shouted as a small explosion erupted in her vagina. "Fuck that's good." She screamed again as a small stick of dynamite exploded, and she felt an immense amount of wetness drain from her pussy lips spilling into the man's pubic hair. She reached behind her grabbing the man's head while arching her back hoping to get his dick thrust inside her pussy more. She wanted it deeper. "God, I need you to fill my pussy, get deeper!" It was her turn to give the man commands. He obliged and lifted his hips off the seat hard enough to bounce her into the air. She landed with a crash but it still wasn't deep enough 

As much as Timothy loved watching her ass bounce up and down on his cock, and feeling her young, tight nipples, he knew this wasn't the position to make her orgasm. So, he stopped for a second, and he thought he saw a fire ignite in May's eyes. So, he quickly pushed her forward onto the seat across from the aisle and she fell on her hands and knees. He stared at her bright pink pussy beckoning him for a few seconds before standing in behind her before mounting her doggystyle and ramming her as hard as he could. Her fat brown ass bounced forward. It felt like he rammed his dick into a pillow it was so soft. A little part of her ass crack would pinch just above his dick around his pubic hair every time she bounced off his stomach. She was softer and rounder than her mother, a feat he didn't think was possible. 

When May was thrown on her hands and knees she was furious at him for not fucking her anymore. Was it something I did, she wondered. She didn't have much time to be angry as the rod pounded her causing her to be thrust forward so hard her head hit the window. This is what is going to fill me, she thought. This position allowed for his dick to get even farther in her slick silk like flesh hole. He was hitting something inside of her with the tip of his penis. Oh my God if he goes any further he's going to hit my stomach, she thought as it did indeed feel like he was up to her bellybutton. A larger piece of dynamite erupted higher than her pussy almost near her stomach and she screamed for joy again. With each thrust a smaller rippling explosion let loose throughout her body causing her to flinch and squeal. Suddenly a bright white light covered her eyesight, and she went a little deaf. There was a ringing in her ears, as her vision slowly came back to her. She felt more wetness escaping her pussy as she suddenly felt more exhausted than she had ever felt before in her entire life. She stopped moving and just let the ripples come over her like ocean waves on a beach. She rested her face on the seat with her ass still high in the air. In the distance she could feel the thumping into her pussy grow slower and not as deep anymore, but it was like her ass was on another planet. She had a swelling in her heart which made it hard to breathe, but for some reason she didn't want to feel any other way. 

"Her first orgasm. I'm so proud of her!" Suri exclaimed while looking over Timothy's shoulder. 

"She came hard!" Timothy had never seen an orgasm like that before. He wanted to blow his load so bad after seeing that, but he knew she would need a few seconds before he continued.

"You ready to feel me cum inside you?" Timothy leaned over here still inside of her to whisper near her ear. 

She gave the thumbs up sign. "Please cum inside me. I need to feel your semen."

Timothy started working his hips on the limp May. She didn't move or speak as her body was too tired too move and her brain rested contently on cloud nine right now. 

The girl in the back of the bus huffed again at what she thought was a satanic ritual in front of her. She was disgusted all the other girls were lustfully taking this in like it was a movie or a freak show at the carnival. Some were even licking their lips whenever they saw that man's disgusting penis. Men were disgusting. She realized something needed to be done, but what, she thought. The other girls weren't going to be any help, especially not that fugly Shannon who sucked his dick like a slut. Mrs. Tammy was raped, she thought. No one seems to care about that. I'm only fucking pretty girls, she replayed in her head. I'm prettier than that slut bitch Shannon. I'm sorry God, I shouldn't say things like that, but this is a horrific situation going on here. Can't you help us please? This lunatic has mind control powers on Mrs. Suri and poor May. She lost her virginity getting raped. How sick is that God? She questioned looking up at the roof, but no answer awaited her. So she huffed again and crossed her legs hoping that would make the wetness growing in her panties go away.

Shannon leaned against the window still savoring the taste of the man's dick in her mouth. She watched May screaming out profanities she didn't even know May knew existed while the man stood behind her ramming his large penis into her pussy. No wonder sex is a sin, it looks so pleasurable. She unzipped her pants, and wedged her hands down her panties making their way through the fat rolls to her soaking wet cunt. She stuck a finger in her pussy and then started rubbing her clit like she did at home on a Friday night thinking about Spence. She didn't care who saw, even though she knew no one could se what she was doing. From the looks of things no one was even paying attention to her, as it appeared they were all sitting at rapt attention to the sex show going on a few rows from her. She scanned the group and was pretty sure there were a couple of other girls doing the same thing she was doing judging by the fact their eyes were rolled back in their heads, their backs looked arched. She came just after May did, but Shannon came quietly and peacefully as opposed to the bucking bronco orgasm May had.

Ms. Tammy was finally starting to come out of her daze, and looked at Sarah who was still hugging her tight. She hugged back unashamed of her nudity. She figured Sarah had seen her get raped so what did it matter if she was naked now? Sarah hoped Ms. Tammy was ok. She always looked up to Mrs. Tammy, and she didn't want to say it now because she knew it was a bad time, but Mrs. Tammy looked really hot naked. Sarah had always thought Mrs. Tammy looked hot, but she passed it off as jealousy towards her teacher. Now she knew the feeling in her heart was more than just idle thoughts. She wanted Mrs. Tammy, rape victim and all. Maybe I can make her like me if I'm nice enough to her, she thought. Shut up! She screamed to herself. God hates lesbians. We had this talk in high school, her brain reprimanded her. Then a pit formed in her stomach when she thought about kissing a guy. No, in this sort of situation, I think I can say it was post traumatic stress disorder. She figured this was the only time she would ever be able to make this mistake. So, she looked deep into Mrs. Tammy's eyes and held her chin. Then she leaned in and planted a deep kiss on Mrs. Tammy's lips. Mrs. Tammy didn't even resist, but met Sarah's kiss with a passion. Sarah's heart jumped in her chest. This was amazing, raping aside of course.

A few feet away from the kissing teacher and college student, the bus driver was shaking his head to clear the cobwebs. There was a throbbing in his head like a jackhammer was going off in it. Got to keep it together, to make sure the women are ok. He heard some screaming, and tried to move, but the binding kept him from turning or doing anything but staring out the front windshield listening to the screaming. As he listened, it didn't sound like hurt screaming, but more like the screaming his wife made during a good fucking. What was going on back there? I wish there was some way I could get out of these ropes, and kill that guy. However, the ropes were too tight and there was nothing he could do but listen to the screaming and moaning, and try to fight off his growing hard on from thinking of the pretty little white girls getting absolutely awful things done to them. Behind him on his headrest, the pistol sat not moving.

Timothy was really into the act now. He had both hands gripped against May's waist. He threw his head back, and thrust into the lifeless May. He didn't care if she was alive or not right now, he needed to blow his load deep into this pussy. An image of Suri and May sixty-nining ran through his head, and that was the image that sent him over the top. He felt his prick stiffen and his ballsac clench. Then another stream of semen erupted into yet another girl, no she was a woman now. He thrust a few more soft times because his balls were still clenching. Then he leaned on top of May breathing heavy and exhausted. 

"Oh my God you were amazing." He whispered kissing May's ear. She giggled and smiled. 

Then he pulled out, and stretched in the aisle. Suri quickly grabbed his dick and popped her mouth on it. She started sucking his dick to clean the vaginal juices and left over cum. This is a bitch who knows what a man wants, he smiled to himself as he rubbed her hair. However, I think my work here is done. I'm exhausted. He pulled her head off his dick and turned back towards the front of the bus without saying a word. Was that first bitch he fucked sucking face with the girl next to her? He stopped in his tracks to watch.

"Hey I don't know what kind of mind control you put on Ms. Suri and May to force them to do such vile acts, but you won't get away with it." The girl from the back shouted from her seat.

Timothy looked up at the roof and sighed. He quickly turned around, his mind forgetting the lesbian act he was just watching. "What did you just say?"

"One day you will be found, and I hope your balls are chopped off stuffed into your mouth, and you are forced to eat them." She shouted again.

I should really just go. She's not worth it. 

"I bet you're just doing this just to make up for your dad ass fucking you when you were little." The anger spewing from her was a toxic cloud causing all the girls to frown and sit dumbfounded as it spread across the bus.

"That's it bitch, someone needs to teach you a lesson." Timothy started walking forcefully to the back of the bus. His penis had started to go limp once she started yelling at him. Now it continued to shrink with each passing step.

The girl stood up to meet him. "What are you gonna do? Kill me? I'm not going to stand for this. I will not let a little man terrorize us anymore." She hissed as her normally hazel eyes turned a stormy gray.

"No, Meg, just let it go. Don't do this. He was going to leave." One of her friends tugged on her hands trying to get her to sit back down. She yanked her hand away, and continued to stare at the awful man.

Timothy stopped a few inches from her. He looked her up and down as she stared him directly in the eyes. That was a little creepy, he thought. Sweat beads were already forming on her forehead making her dirty blonde hair turn brown. She was wearing a blue cotton sundress that rested awkwardly on her petite 98lb skeleton like frame. She had almost no cleavage and only little mounds poked from underneath the dress. The dress ended in the middle of her thighs exposing her large knobby knees. He grabbed her by the wrists and she quickly jerked out of his grasp and slapped him on the face leaving a large handprint across his cheek. Timothy sat stunned from the slap. There was a dull throb starting across his cheek bone, but he was more in shock that she actually did it than the pain. He quickly grabbed her slapping hand hard to prevent it from happening again. She spat on his face. He ignored the fluid running down his nose. He whipped her around with her screaming and cursing at him. Not very nice words for a Christian lady, he thought. He pushed the back of her head forward so it slammed against the back wall of the tour bus still grasping on to her wrist. She tried to kick him from behind, but he dodged them easily. 

"Don't you dare touch me. I will find you and kill you!" She knew her threats were of no use, but she at least wanted him to be scared. 

He laughed at her threats and pulled her dress up over her ass. He threw it up so high it sat above her brastrap. Timothy looked down and was disappointed to see her ass was as useless as her tits. It was small and bony. I wish this was Suri who wanted to argue with me. Nevertheless he had a job to do now, and grabbed her blue thong panties by the ass string, and ripped them off her body. He balled them up in his fist and then grabbed both her hands pulling them behind her back. Her bright pink pussy was exposed to him as his dick started to stiffen again, ready for action. The girl thrashed about trying to escape despite the futility of the situation. Without further ado, he rammed his dick at her pussy with full force. However, she moved at the last second, and his tip crunched against her hard tailbone. "Muthafucka." He screamed in pain. Not one to quit, He held both of her hands with one hand and steadied her ass from moving around. Then he thrust again. While his dick sped towards her pink mound, he remembered all the blood from Ms. Tammy, and how dry she was. Oh dear god, I forgot. Goddammit, now I'm going to have to have that Shannon girl clean me up afterwards. I really hope she's not too dry.

Shannon sat wide eyed with her hands clenching into the seat next to her staring at what the man was doing. Oh god, she prayed, please let her bleed so I suck that man off again. She licked her lips trying to bring some of the taste back, but it was already fading.

When Timothy's dick inserted into the girl's vagina it slid in easily and painlessly for both of them. "Holy shit girl you're wet!" Timothy screamed in happy shock.

"Screw you!" She screamed back ashamed at her wetness.

He jammed his dick in hard and she squealed. He started a hard rocking motion attempting to fuck the insubordination out of her, but she just kept continuing to thrash about trying to escape. Finally he just stopped moving, and let her rocking push and pull his dick out of her pussy. She screamed a lot, and writhed about, but he quickly realized she was making no actual motion to escape. As her thrashing continue he thought he felt her tiny ass grinding up against the base of his cock digging him even farther into her. 

"I hate you!" She screamed at the back wall, as her face smashed against it from botched escape attempt. "You can never fuck me like a man." She was trying to make it look as painful and forceful as possible. If anybody catches on that I like this, she thought, I'll never hear the end of it.




A detour to Las Vegas



Timothy smiled to himself. So she likes it rough huh? Plain Jain church girl doesn't want anyone to know she likes to get fucked hard huh? So he decided to amp up the situation and grabbed her neck, and started to choke her. She let out a moaning scream like a dying cat and banged her ass against his cock again.

"You disgusting filth!" She shouted through a constricted windpipe. He held her tighter. Oh god, She thought, I'm about to cum.

She never got the chance to orgasm, because he came first. She felt it fill her pussy hole like water filling a small cup. God dammit, she thought. Sorry God, I won't use your name in vain. Then her windpipe closed from the squeezing the man gave her. Her eyes bulged out her head and she felt the blood rush to her face.

Timothy came, and every muscle in his body tensed. Then the flow of semen slowed down and he relaxed his muscles. As her released his grip on the girl she started to cough and fell limp, but her vagina still clung to his dick even as she leaned over in the seat. He pushed off her and fell in a heap on her seat. The other girls didn't touch her, but stared scared at him. He winked at them. Now I am done, he thought. He realized he still had her panties scrunched up in a ball in one hand. I'm going to be keeping these. He started to walk back towards the front of the bus, but stopped at Suri and May who were sitting across from each other masturbating as they faced each other. Wow, that's fucking hot. He looked down on the ground and picked up May's small thong, and Suri's cute little boy shorts. After he picked them up he took a deep sniff of all three of the crotches. The musky scent was intoxicating. When he finally reached the front of the bus he saw the driver was awake and shaking in either fear or anger. Timothy didn't care which, but he was worried about the pistol only a few inches from the man's head. He saw it wasn't in any danger and started to put his clothes on starting with his boxers.

"Ladies. No doubt you will remember this day for the rest of your lives." He slid his boxers on and started looking for jeans. "I hope you don't take this situation as a poor outlook on your own status in life, and I really hope it doesn't make you hate sex." After his jeans he went about looking for his shirt. "When you go back to your husband, your boyrfriends." Timothy paused to look at Ms. Tammy and Sarah who were both starting at each other not even caring what Timothy was saying. "Or your significant other, and remember how you like to feel and how he" he paused again. "Or she might want to feel." Then he saw the Ms. Tammy's cotton panties under her seat. He bent down and picked them up. My collection is complete. "I hope you have learned from this, or at least learned what not to do to get in this predicament again." Then he turned to the driver. "Wouldn't want to forget this now would I?" He said holding the gun next to the man's face.

The man's eyes bulged knowing if he had only knocked his head back the gun would have fallen on his head and hopefully in his lap. He could have been the hero. Timothy smiled at him, walked off the bus, and disappeared into the Nevada night.