3 comments/ 53532 views/ 17 favorites Holly's Summer Break By: MrYowman The two tales start the same, but have different conclusions. I hope you enjoy them. Holly finished packing up from the weekend stay at the cabin. Summer was nearly over and her girlfriend had already left to head home. The campus would open its doors soon and time spent relaxing on the river would be a pleasant memory. She loaded up the remaining items into the trunk and threw her red ponytail over her back before closing the lid. She thought about the boys she had left behind in high school and wondered about the young men she would meet at college as she looked into the rear mirror before starting the car. She smiled as she looked at the beauty mark above her mouth. Maybe next year she would have a boyfriend to bring here instead of Joy. The car kicked up a small cloud of dust as she rolled out of the driveway and onto the primitive road. Regardless of how often her mother warned Holly, she preferred taking the back scenic roads rather than the safety of the highway. The highway was a busy place full of commercialization and hectic traffic that made the long trip arduous. The quiet rural roads were more tranquil and serene. And even though there weren't a lot of places or people, those that she did find were very friendly. That's why she wasn't overly concerned when the engine began to sputter and then rolled to a stop on the side of the road. It was still early afternoon and she was confident that someone would be by before the sun went down. She set the seat back a little, and turned up the radio, deciding to let the engine cool before opening the hood. She recalled someone had once told her to do that, but couldn't recall why. She awoke to the sound of car horn and sit up quickly to see a van pulling over in front of her. She smiled and got out of the car. Her skin ached a little bit on her arms and bared stomach. Although in shorts, she still wore her bathing top to stay cool since she didn't have air conditioning. A slightly elderly man got out of the van, a large black man with graying in the temples. She surmised him to be in his late forties or fifties, but wasn't for sure. He smiled as he tugged at his co-op cap and wiped his hands on his overalls. He wore work boots and a slightly dirty t-shirt. "You aright?" he asked as he stuck out his hand. Holly took his hand and replied. "Yes, I don't know what is wrong yet, I haven't opened the hood." Without a further word, he reached in her car and found the hood release and popped the lid open. After securing the hood, he peered inside. Holly didn't need to hear the answer; it was evident from the frayed belts sticking out from the fan. He reached in tugged at the belts, pulling them free and tossing them to the ground. He continued looking under the hood and replied. "Well, that ain't good, either." He was squeezing on a hose coming from the radiator and it was dripping just slightly. "When's the last time you had this tuned up, missy?" he scowled. "I don't know. Daddy's the one who does that, but I have been gone most of the summer." The man pulled a handkerchief from his back pocket and wiped his forehead. "Look here. My cousin owns a tire and auto shop up the road a piece. It shouldn't be much trouble to find what we need to get this fixed and you on your way. How's about you come along and get out of this heat for a bit?" Holly thought about this for a brief second but did recall a roadside shop not far from here. Before she could reply, he said. "My name's Henry by the way. I'd offer my hand again, but I am a little dirty now." Holly started to follow him to the van and introduced herself as she climbed in. The van started to roll forward and amble back off the shoulder when a voice spoke from the back. "Pa, you want to introduce us to our guest?" Holly twisted and turned to see two more men in the back, maybe slightly older than herself. They were dressed much better wearing clothes typical of young males who thought they were gangsters or rapper wannabes. Henry smiled looking up in the rear view mirror. "Holly, these are my boys, Hank and Aaron." The young men didn't hide their wandering eyes as they looked her up and down in appraisal, nodding in approval. "S'up, Holly girl?" said the young men. Holly smiled and offered a timid hello and then looked back at Henry who was intently steering towards the destination. As he promised, the shop wasn't too far ahead and alone except for a small post office across the street. One street light was shared for both buildings. The garage had a sign that said "Desmond's Auto Sales and Parts" and although there wasn't anyone she could see, there were plenty of cars there for repair or sales. Only Desmond seemed to know for sure. (At this point, the story can go in two directions: Situation 1 and 2. Read number one, then you might reread the introduction and read situation two) (Situation 1, the grateful slut) Henry got out of the van and went inside to meet with Desmond and acquire what he hoped were the correct parts for her car. Holly sat on her hands, conscious of the two men behind her. "You got a boyfriend there, Holly?" asked Hank, the older son. "No, no boyfriend. Maybe I will get one when I get to school." she replied. "Oh, yeah? What school is that?" Aaron, the younger one asked. "Northwestern Michigan College" she stated, feeling a little more comfortable. "That's cool" he said, then nudging his older brother. "Maybe one of us could be your boyfriend, huh." Holly visibly blushed and giggled a bit. "I don't know, I heard you black guys like a girl with experience and that's not me." The men cackled at this retort and stomped their legs and slapped their legs. "Oh hell, baby. That ain't half as important as long as you is willing to learn." Aaron said. About that time, Henry opened the back door and threw the parts inside, then came around to the front door and climbed in. "I bought some coolant, a hose and belts. That ought to get you on your way, " he stated proudly as he started to back the van up. The two brothers were whispering to each other and Hank spoke up. "Say Pops, how much this set us back?" The old man shrugged and said, "Doesn't matter much now does it?" "Hell if it don't!" Hank exclaimed. "I say we go with the rules of the road." The old man smiled and looked up at his boys. "You boys behave now." Aaron reached up and put his hand on Holly's shoulder. "You know the rules of the road, girl?" Holly, thinking this was kind of game or joke leading to a punch line said "No, what is that?" Hank said, "In rules of the road, if you are in need of something and someone pulls over to help, you have three options to repay the favor; cash, grass or ..." "Ass!" howled the younger brother. Holly smiled in shock, not sure if she understood what was being stated. The old man looked at Holly and reached out to put his large hand on her knee. "You got any money, honey?" he teased. "No, I am not sure how I could repay you for this" she smiled and stated weakly. Hank leaned forward and said, "You got any weed in that car, girl?" "No" came the reply. "That leaves ass" said Aaron as he put his hand on his crouch. "And you got a mighty fine ass, baby" "You guys think I should fuck you for helping me out?" Holly asked incredulously. Hank squeezed your knee a bit and said. "Only if you think that's fair, honey." Actually, Holly didn't care at the moment if it were fair or not. The thought of her servicing three black men was enough to get her young blood boiling already. It would be like taking on three taboos at the same time; an elderly man, blacks and a gang-bang! She smiled at the thought of it, then reached over to Hank and began to fiddle with the zipper on his overalls. Hank moved the seat back and lifted his arm allowing her to move over to where he was. She opened the fly and fished through the opening of his briefs then sprang the plumping man meat from the parted cloth. As she lowered her face near his cock, she became aware of hands on her body. Someone, she figured, Hank, was groping her left breast and loosening the tie in the back of her swimsuit. Another pair of hands was running over the shape of her ass, moving up the leg hole then alternating between the top of her swimsuit and the short shorts over them. Holly began to suck on Henry's dark chocolate, gently at first, but gradually faster as her body began to crave more attention from the young men in the back. They were pawing and petting her like an animal in a pen. Her top was now off and her tits swayed from the milking of the men and the movement of the van. Soon however, the van pulled over and she felt Henry placing a hand on her neck. He twisted her head around, swirling the cock tip inside of her mouth; the suction sound filled the interior of the van every time his cock would pop free from her mouth. The younger men in the back were speaking encouragement to Holly and their father; "That's the way, baby, give it to her, Dad." She could feel his hand starting to grip her a little harder and the pressure upon her to begin bobbing again. His legs spread further and he begin to speak, "Oh yeah, girl, that's the way, suck that cock good." Holly suddenly realized that she might have to ingest this stranger's cum, something that really didn't appeal to her but as she contemplated what to do about it, Henry filled her oral cavity with thick man cream as he thrust his hips out, banging her head against the steering wheel. The shock caused Holly to lift up, leaving a trail of sperm slime from her lips to his dick. She held his cock in her hands and squeezed it while wiping the residue from her mouth with the other hand. "Sorry" she mumbled as she looked up at the old man, but he was looking up at the ceiling, mouth open trying to catch his breath. He apparently didn't mind. Holly suddenly became aware again of the boys in the back and the slapping she was getting on her buttocks. "Good job, bitch! Way to get the old man off!!" Holly crossed her arms over her chest and looked sheepishly around as she sat back up in her chair. She could see her car parked in front of the van and then another car coming from the distance. She quickly hopped up from her seat and moved to the privacy of the back of the van. Henry was wiping his semen into his overalls and zipping himself up. He then gathered the bag of parts from Desmond's and stepped out of the van to go work on the car. As Holly moved back, she turned around to get into her seat behind Hank and Aaron but saw them getting up. Aaron started to push her to the floorboard and said, "Don't get too comfortable, baby; I want some of that too." He knelt over her stomach and gazed upon her tits, massaging them in his hands roughly. Holly reached up and began to unbuckle his belt and could see his penis peeking up from the top of his boxers. She thought to herself, "How long can he possibly be?!" As she pulled his trunks down, his cock flopped forward, slapping her in the chest before extending outward like a small diving board. Holly's eyes went wide with shock and amazement. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed as Aaron placed his meat in the valley of her chest and began to grind himself over her sternum and between her D cup breasts. "Hold 'em together like that" he instructed as he pushed and pulled himself through her mammary glands until his tip touched her chin. Holly tried to lower her mouth to receive it, but he didn't seem interested for the moment in receiving a blow job. Hank meanwhile was pulling off her shorts and bikini bottoms and stroking her groomed red bush with his fingers and thumb. She became aware of his breath on her opening pussy and soon his moistened tongue was upon her, lapping at the exposed lips of her womanhood. "Ohhhhhh!" she howled as the sensations lit her afire. His thumb was now grazing along the clit as he probed her with alternating finger and tongue movements. Although she enjoyed it, she couldn't help but try to escape, bucking her hips and closing her legs to ease the piercing flames that ran through her. Aaron seemed impressed by her strength and said, "She's ready for dick, bro. Give it to her" and he moved forward then leaned, resting on his arms as if he were doing a push up, dangling his eleven inches of love meat over her face. Holly reached for it and began milking it with her hands like some gigantic cow teat. "Oh my gosh" she wondered. "What would such a cock produce? More cum? A greater distance of ejaculation? How far inside me would I feel it?" Suddenly she felt her knees being pushed up again as Hank crawled up to her and started to rub his manhood around her open pussy. "Get your ass down and out of my face, fucker!" he cursed at his brother. With that, Aaron lowered his massive tool toward Holly's parted lips and pressed, filling her mouth completely. It felt as if her lips were stretching around his cock, he was so big! Hank however, was no peanut dick either and Holly let out a muffled cry as he entered her slowly. His speed made it feel like he would never reach the end of his rod. In fact, she wasn't sure if he had as he soon took to pounding her quickly. "Yeah......" she barely heard him say. "You like that nigger dick, don't you bitch?" Holly tried to holler in satisfaction but couldn't do so with so much cock in her mouth. Aaron was drilling into her throat almost in perfect time with his brother's fucking. "Oh God, I can't hardly breathe!" she thought in a terrified moment of passion. "Mmmphff.....ahhhhh!" she uttered as she jerked Aaron from her mouth. "Oh God, oh God, fuck me...fuck me harder!" she begged like a drug crazed whore. Aaron rolled off and pulled his legs back, then leaned over her and begin kissing her and squeezing her tits again. Hank was hugging her legs and filling her with every inch of his love muscle that he could from his position then stopped suddenly inside her and gripped her inner thighs. "Sh-h-iiiiiiiitttt!" he stammered as he came inside her, but oddly she didn't feel anything. It was only when he pulled out that she realized he was wearing a condom. She looked upon his nakedness and couldn't believe the size of the monster that had just filled her insides. Instantly, Aaron hoisted her up from under her arms and brought her to her knees. He wrapped his arms around her waist and could feel his bare dick upon the back of her body. He spoke into her ear, "You is gonna fuck me now, girl" and he let her loose so that he could lie back on the floor. She started to turn and face him, but he stopped her saying, "Reverse cowgirl, bitch. I want to see you work that ass." Holly nodded and reached back to take his over-sized penis into her hand. Carefully she lowered herself onto it, her body shaking as it entered her. She leaned forward on her hands and tried to ride his pole up and down, her legs were so weak, it was hard to stand. Aaron didn't notice and smacked her round cheek hard. "Put some boogie in that butt, girl, damn!" Holly didn't hear her own breath and moaning as she complied. Hank was sitting in one of the chairs, stroking his softening cock as he looked her in the eyes. "This is better than any fucking porn I ever saw. You ought to be proud of yourself, slut." "Hell ya!" Aaron hollered as he smacked her other cheek. "Uhhhhhhh!" she cried as the spank shocked her again. She had been so close to cumming too! "I---I can't.....anymore. I am so weak." as she dropped forward and rested her head at Hank's feet. "But don't stop. I want to cum." she begged again. Aaron sat up and crawled on his knees forward and grabbed her hard by the hips. "You getting tired, baby? That's alright, because I got lots of energy for that pussy." He jerked his hips forward and slid in easily into her open love canal. Holly's head rose slightly as she emitted a shriek of pleasure. He was bucking wildly; the sound of his hips slapping her ass filled the small compartment of the van. "You is nothing but a dirty nigger lover now, ain't that right bitch?" Aaron taunted as her shrieks became louder. "Ain't that right?" he said again. "Yes! YES! YES!!!" she shrieked grabbing Hank's ankle as her body now climaxed. "Uhhhhhhhnnnnn!" Aaron grunted as he also came only this time she felt his juice oozing from her. "Oh God, oh God," she repeated over and over as Aaron wiped himself off on her buttocks. "Yeah, that's right. Rules of the road, baby, rules of the road." She closed her eyes and heard the two brothers high five over her exhausted body. "Oh God, that was amazing." she sighed. "Maybe I should consider having two boyfriends instead of one" she laughed and the men chuckled too as then got dressed. Hank said, "Let's go out and check on Dad. We'll be back in a minute." The door slid open and her two lovers departed, closing the door behind them. Holly looked around for her clothes and eventually found them. The cum on her ass was rolling down her thighs and legs and she used her bikini bottoms to wipe it up, then shoved it into her shorts pocket before sliding them over her naked body. As she tied the top onto herself, she heard the car in front of her start. They had fixed it! A moment later she saw the men approach and the door opened again. Henry said, "Well, lil missy. You are right as rain, now. Now be sure to get the rest of the car looked at when you get home. You might need oil changed or plugs changed too." "Yes sir, thank you sir", she replied happily. She looked at the other men. "Thank you, boys for your...'assistance'". "Hell ya" said Aaron. Hank replied. "Maybe we will catch you again next summer. Good luck in school." END Situation 2 (the gang rape) Henry turned to Holly and said, "Desmond closes early on Saturdays, but he usually is working until five. Let's go inside and see if he can hook us up." as he opened the door and the younger men behind him came out the sliding door and opened the door for her. The group walked around the back of the front building to a garage in the back and opened an old wooden door with framed glass window panes. Inside was an old pit garage, the kind used prior to hydraulic lifts with tools and benches and tires hung in the rafters on racks. It was dark except for the fluorescent lights scattered below the tire racks. "Desmond?" Hank shouted as the boys begin to sift over the benches, looking at the various tools and catalogs there. As Holly watched, Hank motioned for Aaron to look at something on the desk. There was a large pile of magazines there that they began to thumb through and she could see the glimpses of flesh within them. A typical man cave, she thought as she turned to see Desmond come around the corner of a hidden back office. Hank motioned for Holly to come forward as Desmond eyed her suspiciously. "Dezzy, this here is Holly and I found her up the road a piece broke down. She's gonna need belts, a hose and some radiator fluid." Henry stated. Dezzy asked for the year and model and then said that he could take Visa, Cash or Check. Holly smiled and said, "I don't have anything right now, but I could use your phone and get you a credit card number or mail you a check when I get home." Desmond wrinkled the corner of his mouth in disapproval. "Tell you what, Dez. I was thinking we could make some other arrangements for this fine young woman in the back, you know what I mean?" Holly wasn't sure she approved of the way Henry said "fine" and then noticed that Hank and Aaron were now standing behind her very close. Desmond held his chin in his hand and nodded. "Yeah, alright." Let's go in the office and work out something'" as he rounded the wall and opened another door, this one with frosted glass. On the door just read the words "OFFICE" in bold black letters. The party moved in quietly behind Desmond and Hank closed the door behind him. Holly's Summer Break The office had a small battleship grey desk and the walls were littered with old calendars with pictures of cars and girls in various states of undress. There were two file cabinets, one had a lamp on it and sat close to the desk. Curiously, there was an old metal bed with a very slim mattress and sheets on it. At the foot of the bed was a small nightstand with a TV and VCR on top. Movies of some sort were stacked carelessly to the side of the TV. Desmond took a seat in the rolling chair at the desk and spun it around to look at his guests. "I am afraid my phone don't work none too well, miss and you will pardon me if I don't take your word at your promise to pay. Still, I think there is a means of exchange that we gents are willing to accept. Ain't that what you mean, cousin?" Hank had pulled out a cigar from a box on the other cabinet and was sucking on the end of it although it wasn't lit. "Sure enough, Des. I know you don't even have to ask the boys." The young men had their hands in their pockets and appeared to be scratching or fondling themselves. Holly became suddenly uneasy. "Wh-what...do you mean?" stuttered Holly as the two younger men moved behind her, their hands slowly reaching for her arms and shoulders. "What he means is....Holly." spoke Henry as he spoke out of the side of his mouth as he removed the cigar. "Is that to get some belts, hoses and fluid, you are going to get with some belts, hoses and fluid, baby." The men's hands grabbed her and Holly tried to turn to face them, but they held her firmly in place and then lifted her slightly from the floor. "What are you doing? No! Let me go, please!" she trembled as she was put to her knees. A hand grabbed at her tie as she went down and she suddenly felt the top free itself from her body. She looked down helplessly as the men encircled her. She held her head in her hands, not daring to look at them, terrified at what was happening to her. But as she heard belts being loosed and zippers moving downward, her arms were suddenly grabbed and she felt herself being bound from behind and her crimson hair pulled down, forcing her to look up at her captors. Desmond spoke. "It's real easy girl. You give us what we want, we give you what you need and we send your ass on home like you want." Henry was smiling. "The belt is in place, baby, now it is time for the hoses." He approached her with his dick in his hand, a thick piece of blackened pork looking her square in the face. "Open up, bitch and take it all in, and no teeth. Aaron's real good with the tire iron and we wouldn't want to send you home needing a dentist now would we?" Holly whimpered, "No, sir" as she sat up and met her oral intruder tenderly. His black cock rushed to meet her parted lips and plunged inside its warm recess. She bobbed her head forward reluctantly and could feel it expanding in her mouth. "Oh my god! What have I got myself into?" her mind screamed. Henry satisfied himself for a while, then, holding her red ponytail in his fist, pulled her off and directed her toward Desmond. She obediently repeated the gesture, letting him rape her mouth for several minutes. She looked up at him with wet eyes to meet his. He was smiling and reaching down to grope her breasts. "I always liked these fair skinned, freckled, sluts." Desmond said flatly. "Yeah," said Henry, "She does look a little like old Ms. Jonson in her youth, don't she? Remember, she liked to bang the field hands when the old man went to the state fair each year." The old men laughed and it caused Holly to choke and sputter. Desmond slapped her tits softly and stepped back allowing Aaron to move up. He was completely naked except for his ball cap. Aaron looked like a human tripod, his enormous cock hung down like a dead snake and she wondered if it could support itself erect. Aaron grabbed his shaft at mid-point and held it up, it looked firm enough. "Enough of that old dick." We all know you is dying for some young cock, ain't you bitch?" Without allowing her to speak, he pushed his man staff to her mouth and slid it in. His thrusts were gentle but fast and fortunately he didn't try to push it down her throat. Holly doubted it was possible for it to bend without causing the man some pain. The spectacle of his tool in her mouth but still visible to her eyes began to excite her and she moved her lips in appreciation. Her actions frightened her. Did she secretly desire to be taken by this man? After several moments, Hank spoke up. He had been standing near her and stroking himself firm. "Man, I am about to blow my load. Give it up little brother and let this bitch drain my cock." Holly opened her mouth and turned her head to meet his penis. Hank was gifted too, although not quite the freak show as his brother. Still, it was a struggle to get the entire sausage into her mouth and she had to turn her head upward to allow it into her throat. "Yeah, baby, take it all in there. I bet this ain't the first blowjob you have given to a brother, is it?" Holly closed her eyes and remembered kissing a black boy once at a party and on a dare had sucked his penis too, but this was nothing in comparison. "No" she mumbled quietly. Hank cast an evil grin down at her and said, "Show me." Holly opened her mouth wide and again Hank approached her, only this time she moved her head forward and clasped her lips over the big brown head and moved forward, gripping the soft underside firmly with her tongue and retracting backward slowly. Hank breathed in and out heavily as he watched her repeat the action over and over. "Yeah, you is a good cock sucker for sure." Holly was secretly pleased with herself and felt that if she could keep these beasts satisfied, she might yet get out of this alive. The other men had moved around her now and were watching intently. They too seemed to sense a change in her demeanor and enjoyed watching her suck Hank as if she truly liked it. "Ahhhhh, yeah, suck that cock....." Hank now had his eyes closed enjoying the oral sex. The room was now loud with the slurping and gasping that Holly was making and she eyed Hank like some ravenous temptress, striving to please her man. She shuffled and bobbed her head, eager to please. Hank kept talking, "Yeah, baby, ummmm, yeah....", and soon he would jerk just a bit as if he had a tickle or twitch about him. The other men began to encourage the couple, "Yeah, that's it girl, come on, do it, take that cock, suck that dick." Hank spoke loudly as his cock began to convulse in her mouth, "Oh shit, girl! Ohhhhh, yeah, fucking take that dick in the mouth!" Holly jerked back her head, unprepared for the onslaught of cum that sprayed into her tonsils and caused the jism to splatter about her face and neck. The men howled with delight and Holly was repulsed. Hank stepped forward and pushed back on her forehead. "There's your first dose of fluids, darling. I think we better take a look at that rear end now." Desmond and Aaron were upon her quickly and put their arms under her shoulders, easily picking her off the floor and dropping her unceremoniously onto the old army cot. "No-o-o" she said quietly, knowing all too well that these men weren't about to stop now. Even as the thought crossed her mind, her booty shorts and bikini bottom was being jerked from her hips. What happened next though did provide some relief, but it wasn't for her comfort to be sure. The belt that bound her wrists together was loosened and her forearms were brought down prone to her body as her knees were brought forward. The belts were then tied around the crooks of her elbows and knees, holding her in a kneeling position, her ass poised into the air for all to see and abuse. Holly put her face down into the mattress. It smelled musty. She didn't have to wait long for Desmond to drop his drawers and approach behind her. He smacked her a few times on the top part of her ass cheeks and peered over to the side to look at her face. "You ready for some good fucking, girl? I know we is!" She nodded in affirmative hoping to get this over with as soon as possible. Desmond gleamed as he looked about the room at his horny family members. Hank was now getting his shorts on and lamenting that he wouldn't get to tap that hot pussy for himself. Desmond laughed and inched his cock forward. He paused a moment to reach down and pull Holly's folds back to expose the pink flesh within. She winced as she felt his hot dick graze her exposed womanhood. "Oh look, she's going to get all shy on us now. Like I am gonna believe that after that last cocksucking performance you gave us, bitch?" and with that, he pushed his cock into her and she let out a gasp. "Yeah, that's more like it, slut. I can tell you like that deep, don't you?" Desmond taunted as he started to pick up rhythm. She didn't reply, but secretly thought that she did. What would this experience do to her? Would she be more willing to experiment sexually in school now? Be inhibited? Would these back water barbarians succeed in damaging her psyche and turn her into the sex craved slut they supposed her to be? Those thoughts were disrupted by Desmond starting to pound her more rapidly. He was growling incomprehensibly to her or himself although she couldn't be sure. She would sometimes understand the course mutterings, 'dick, slut, and fuck' but most of it was indistinguishable. All she knew for sure is that he was going to cum and soon. Desmond moaned loudly as he pulled out of her and slapped his pork onto her buttocks causing the cum to spurt out. He pushed it down on her skin and moved it around and she could feel the fluid pooling on her. He was laughing as he did this until he must have emptied himself. He then shuffled off the cot and walked over to his desk chair, pulling a shop rag out of its box and blanketing his weapon with it. Old man Henry went to the desk and pulled a rag out too and walked over to Holly, still secured to the mattress. "Fuck...you just gonna leave her a mess like this for me to clean up, muthafucka?" Desmond chuckled and just waved his free hand while Henry wiped the cum from her and threw the rag in the trash. He stood next to the mattress, looking down at Holly and she looked up at him. "Two down, girl, two to go. I think you can handle it." His cock rose slightly as he spoke and she couldn't help but notice the gray pubic hair around it. He went to the end of the cot as Desmond had and brought himself up to her. He leaned over her so that his entire body aligned with hers and his penis was between her legs. His arms wrapped around her arms and grabbed at the breasts beneath her. He carefully pinched the nipples and whispered into her ear. "Them's some nice jugs, baby." Holly closed her eyes again as the lustful sensations rippled through her again. Damn, how was this possible? She pondered. Every part of my being should be repulsed by this! But her moistening cunt and erect nipples betrayed her true feelings. Henry continued to hold her like this and arched his back positioning himself to split her in two again. It took several times for him to complete this since he didn't use his hands and when he did, he started rabbit fucking her right away. The sight of his son and cousin coming on her had made him more than ready to do the same, only this time, he didn't pull out. Holly could only hope that the man was too old to actually get her pregnant. When he did pull out, he was nearly flaccid. Aaron looked at what his father had done and wasn't happy about it. "Bullshit! I ain't having any sloppy seconds!" he screamed. The old man just looked at his son and said, "Fuck her mouth then, pussy." "Hell wit' dat! I am gonna take this bitch in the ass!" he shouted and he jumped on the cot, nearly causing the legs to give out. Holly came alive again, "NO! Please, you are too big and I haven't ever done that before! Untie me, I promise to fuck you like no whore ever has before!!" But it was pointless. Aaron had both thumbs buried into the cleavage of her ass and was parting the cheeks to look at her brown rose. Unbelievably, he then spit into her crack and she felt the fluid slide over the bung hole. His thumb circled around it, moistening the hole as a lubricant. "God, please no!" she continued to protest. "Shut up, bitch" Aaron said sternly. "You is so fucking tight, this'll be over 'fore you know it." He continued playing with her bunghole slowly applying pressure to it and Holly breathed in deeply. She remembered a girlfriend saying that you had to relax to avoid the pain and she didn't want that. His thumb pressed further and parted the sphincter. It continued until it was past the thumb knuckle and then she felt a finger attempting to enter as well. Oh why did his father cum inside her! Soon he was finger fucking her ass with his finger and thumb, still lubricating his fingers with his disgusting spit. Desmond and Hank had left the room and Henry was giggling watching his son getting the poor girl ready to take an anal fucking. Holly was squirming and whimpering, praying this would be over soon. At last Aaron removed his digits and Holly's asshole was now open and ready for him. He quickly jerked on himself a few times as he lined up for the target and pushed. Holly's entire body moved forward and she arched her neck upwards and moaned. Aaron braced himself by raising one leg up and resting on the foot rather than the knee and rocked his hips back and forth. His long dark shaft disappeared partial into her forbidden hole. Holly was biting her lower lip but could tell he wasn't trying to bury himself fully into her. She doubted that any woman could take his long dick entirely vaginally; anally would be out of the question. "So fucking tight, bitch", he called out. His father stood up and snickered, "Filthy ass fucker" as he left the two lovers alone. Holly was moaning with each thrust, the sensation burned. How could girls do this, let alone enjoy it? Yet deep inside her, she felt a twinge of fleeting pleasure and thought that maybe there was something to this given the right circumstances. Aaron was talking again, "Fucking that ass, baby, I am fuckin' tha' ass!" Holly yelled, "Oh please cum, yes, cum for me now....oooooh!" Holly's pleas were taken as signs of enjoyment and Aaron became excited, thrusting faster and a little deeper until finally he pulled his dick out and stroked himself to ejaculate. His man seed gushed forth in a high arc and would have made an audible sound as it landed on Holly's back and butt if Aaron hadn't been yelling out in victory. Holly felt nauseated as she thought about how she must look; her ass and pussy open and soiled and cum running off of her skin like some Japanese bukkake film star. Aaron was still jerking a bit and grunting when a little more spunk came out. He chuckled a bit as he thought about the joke of belts, hoses and fluids. "I think you paid your bill, bitch. Earned it, fo' sho'," as he stood up and retrieved his pants from the floor. He then left the room and Holly sat there crying a bit as she contemplated what might happen next. "Surely they will let me go now, right?" she thought as Aaron's last words repeated themselves in her mind. A few minutes later the father and sons came back with a warm cloth and towel. Hank took to cleaning her off without saying anything and then dried her skin. Henry was the first to speak. "Get yourself dressed, girl and let's get back to the van. Dezzy's loading the parts up now and is coming along to help fix your car. I figure you will be home by nightfall." His sons loosened the belts and gently pulled her to her feet. The change in their demeanor made Holly feel a little better. She wiped at her eyes and even mustered a surprising "thank you" as one of the men handed her clothes. Then after she dressed, they led her out of the office and back to the van. She couldn't help herself but to ask them. "You are really going to help me?" They laughed and nodded. "A deal's a deal, baby. We might be some dirty fuckers, but we ain't no killers." They got in the van and looked at her, she would be sitting by the door and that made her feel better. She got in and Desmond, sitting in the back, helped her close the sliding door. An hour later, her car was running again. The men congratulated themselves and started towards their van. She couldn't believe it. Her ass was sore, her pride diminished, but she was alive and her car was in better shape for it. As she pulled away and watched the van get smaller in the mirror, she coughed at the thought in her mind. "I wonder what I would have to do to get a new set of tires."