2 comments/ 93848 views/ 34 favorites Learning to Bargain By: lambo69 My name is Danielle. I'm in college and work as a waitress down at Carl's Tavern. I share an apartment with two roommates who go to the same college. I'm from a small town but this is my second year in the city and I'm getting used to how things work and what is different. It did take me a while to get used to how quick everything went on. I'm about 20 and I can't say I have had a lot of experience in life. In my hometown, we were good church-going folk and we did our best to stay out of trouble. I had one boyfriend in high school but it all ended as we went to different colleges. He went to the local college but I wanted a better education and got a partial scholarship to a really good school. But it meant I had to move and that I needed a job to pay for everything else. The first thing that put me off about city living was how dirty everything seemed. In my hometown, there was a lot of dirt roads and everything certainly didn't sparkle, but things in the city were really...dirty...dingy...filthy really. My roommates always comment on how much I clean the apartment. You can probably guess from the fact that I'm a waitress who is also in college that I don't have a lot of money. I do have a car. The only good thing I can say about it is I keep it very clean. But, it is older than I am and it is a piece of crap breaking down all the time. Today is no different. While driving to my job my car just shuts off. No sputter, no weird sounds, nothing. Just dies, and right at the intersection. I quickly jab the consol to turn on my hazards and of course, being evening rush hour traffic, I get a lot of horns and fingers back at me. I open my door and try to push the car to the side of the road but I couldn't get it to move. Suddenly, the car jerks forward and I hear a couple of guys behind me pushing the car. "Hey there! We can push it over to that parking lot. Hop in and steer!" Three guys were in the car two cars behind me. They were all quite muscular and well built and they didn't even need to strain to push my little junker car. I hopped in and steered as they pushed my car up and off the road into a small lot. "Okay! That's good!" one of them yelled. I pushed on the brake and the car squealed to a stop. I opened my door to thank them and they were already running back to their car so as to not stop traffic any more. My knights were running off to save another damsel somewhere. I put my hand on my forehead and sighed, standing dumbfounded in the parking lot wondering what to do next. I didn't have a cell phone. My friend Mike, who normally fixed my car, is away for an entire week. And...I needed to get to work. It was a hot day and I was starting to sweat a little which was going to ruin my hair and makeup. I mentally prepared for getting chastised when I finally got to work...whenever that may be. That was when I saw my salvation in the distance. I saw a garage about two buildings down so I decided to give it a try. It was about my only hope. Dressed in my uniform I wore a black skirt, white stockings, black heels, and a white button up blouse. My hair was tied back in a tight ponytail. My attire was somewhat out of place for where I happened to be walking. The restaurant I worked was somewhat of an upscale place so we tried to look the part. It made me good tips but it took me forever to get ready every day. As I walked in, a scruffy mechanic seemingly out of the movie Deliverance sat at the front counter. He was watching a small television off on the side and eating a candy bar when he saw me. I am never one to brag, but I like to think of myself as a good looking woman. I'm fit and trim. I have healthy long blonde hair and clear tanned skin. Many people have told me I have a pretty face. And I have to say I look good in a bikini. Judging from this guy's reaction, he agreed that I looked good as well. "Well...Hello there ma'am. What can I do you for?" "Hi..." I looked around the room and nothing seemed clean. Even for a waiting room, this was dismal. I would hate to see what the bathrooms look like. "Um...I'm not sure what you can do but...my car..." I said pointing out the window, "...broke down. I'm not sure what is wrong with it." "Well you came to the right place then missy! That is just what we do here." "I'm afraid...I don't...I don't really have any money though." The man took pause and then said, "Well...let's see what is wrong with it and then we can talk about the price. How does that sound?" He looked at me with a weird glaring eye as he scanned my body. I had some serious doubts about his intentions, but I was desperate. I thought if I can't afford it, I can still just take it over to Mike. "I just need one thing from you pretty lady..." He said finishing on a low note and leaning over the counter. I paused and stared in suspense. "I need your keys there little lady." He said with a smile. I smiled back at him, "Oh...of course" I said as I handed him my large collection of key chains with a few keys on it. "Bobby!" he yelled through an adjacent open door causing me to jump. "Come here and pull this car in!" A younger and no less dirty man walked in through the door and grabbed the keys. He was filthy wearing black coveralls that looked like they started as a light blue. His hair was a mess but if cleaned up a bit, he would certainly be datable. Even a bit hot I dare say. "Sure thing Mitch...where's the car?" Mitch pointed out the window at my car. Before Bobby could run out the door, he paused and took a look at me. His staring made me feel self-conscious and he wasn't very subtle in his opinions of me. "Good lord...what has He delivered to us today?" he said as he tossed a rag over his shoulder and slowly walked towards me with a soft seductive look. "Don't you worry about that right now...just go get the damn car!" Mitch yelled at him. Bobby took off running for my car. I looked at him out the window and he had no trouble pushing it at steering it into one of the bays. He got some momentum and then just jumped in and steered it in. I looked at my watch and saw it was 5:50 PM and I was going to be late if I didn't hurry. "Sir? I have to run to work. Could I call you tomorrow to find out what is wrong with it?" "That shouldn't be a problem now...I just need a little information on you there." He pulled out a slip and wet a pen on the tip of his tongue. "What's your name missy?" "My name is Danielle. Danielle Simpson." After giving him the rest of my information, I started to get nervous about the time and also the potential cost of repairing my hunk of junk. God, just one rich boyfriend could fix all of this. Too bad I don't have one. "Okay...We can't work on it too much tonight...we close in about ten minutes. We can get back to it in the morning." "Okay...Thank you." The thought occurred to me that since they were taking a liking to me, maybe a little flirting might help me avoid a large bill. My roommate Stephanie was a classmate of mine and she really taught me a few things about coming onto guys to get what you wanted. She would get guys to buy her meals and even pay her bills for her. She got professors to give her good grades and she got her boss to give her a promotion. I saw my reflection in the glass of a cheesy car picture on the wall, fixed my hair over my shoulders, and licked my red lips slightly. I reached down to let my skirt ride up a little. I also managed to unbutton the top button of my blouse just before leaning over the counter playing the innocent schoolgirl. This wasn't something I would have ever tried a few years ago. I was far too shy and would have been far too nervous even to try anything like this. My first year in college was a real awakening for me thanks to Stephanie. I started getting a few dates and then started fucking a few guys in school. I even tried it once or twice with some professors and my boss. Stephanie was right and I was always surprised to see how a little cleavage could help raise a test score or get a good tip. "Gosh mister...I just hope it isn't too much. Like I said...I don't have much money." I said with a flutter of my eyes. Mitch hesitated in his writing and his gaze looked up from the slip directly down my shirt onto my chest. He dropped his pen on the counter and I knew he could probably see the laced edges of my tan colored bra underneath. "Oh...well...yeah...well...I'm sure we can...work...something out." He sputtered. "Thanks Mister! I really appreciate it" I said with a little emphasis on my chest. I turned and ran out the door. Since my car was so unreliable, I knew the city's bus system. There was a bus stop just a block away to take me straight to work. I ended up being about 15 minutes late and got bitched out by my boss for another 10. Just the perfect end of a shitty night. As it turned out, my tips were pretty shitty to match and I was able to walk out with about fifty bucks. Steve from work drove me home and I made it into my bed for the night just after midnight. The next morning I woke up just in time to get a ride to school with my roommates. After two classes and lunch, I got off to a study group before I had to be to work. I got home after study group and there was a message blinking. Nobody else was home and I jabbed the button as I set my purse down on the table. It was Mitch...the mechanic. "Uh...hello? This is for Danielle Simpson." He said in his rusty voice. "This is Mitch over at Kelly's Garage. We found what is wrong with your car but I can't say it is something cheap. Give me a call. Our number is..." "Oh shit." I said out loud to nobody. My body slumped and pouted and I picked up the phone to call him back. Mitch answered right away. "Kelly's Garage." "Um...Hi. This is Danielle. You have my white Toyota in there. " "Oh yes...the girl. Yes. We have your Toyota. As it turns out, your timing and fan belts broke. It looks like this is going to cost about $1,500 to get everything running again because they all did some damage up in there when they broke." My eyes shut and I almost fainted. "But the car isn't even worth that much. Are you serious?! How am I supposed to pay that!" "Now...now...don't get all huffy there girly. I think there is something we can do for you. I have an old car like yours in the back that uses a lot of the same parts. I can save you a ton on the parts and then we can work something out on the labor." "How much will it all be?" "Well I don't know right now. Let me look at what I can do for you and get back to you." "Okay...thank you. I really appreciate anything you can do for me. I will just do anything!" He paused for a few seconds before responding, "Um...okay." We hung up and I started to get ready for work again. Mitch didn't call me back before I left and I worried what was going to happen. I chewed on my pens all night anxious about how I was going to pay the bill. Maybe I could borrow the money but everyone I know is just as poor as I am. I thought about just getting rid of the car. It sometimes seems more trouble than it is worth anyway. Then I thought about how much easier it was to just jump in the car and go wherever I wanted. Riding the bus sucked. Waiting in the cold or the heat. Taking what seemed like hours to get some place that normally would take 20 minutes in the car. I guess I would have to keep it...if I can afford it. The next day, Mitch called after I left to school and talked to my roommate. She met up with me later and gave me the message to swing by the garage tonight at about 5:30 to pick up the car. I smiled and thought, "Maybe he is going to let me off easy. Maybe a little boob and he will just give it to me free!" Later, as I got ready for work I showered and put on a pair of lavender thong panties. I hated panty lines so I always wore a thong. Then I put on a low cut matching lavender lace bra pushing my boobs together and then rolled black stockings up my legs. At the restaurant, we had to wear very specific colors. So, I finished off my outfit with my usual black skirt and white blouse. I did make some adjustments to see if it would help take anything off my bill so I chose a tight mini-skirt to show off my curves. It also had a habit of riding up and showing a lot of thigh so I usually had to adjust it and pull it down. It always got me really good tips so I figured it just may help do the trick with Mitch. I hopped on the bus taking me by the garage and my heels clicking on the sidewalk the rest of the way there. It was a warm day and the back of my neck perspired as I walked. I hated getting all sweaty before work. Luckily, I called them and told them I would be late because I was picking up my car. If this is quick, I can clean up before heading in. Just before walking in, I looked at my reflection in the glass and unbuttoned my top two buttons of my blouse making sure to expose every advantage I could. As soon as I walked in the door, Mitch was standing there almost waiting for me. He smiled at me and said, "Oh...there you are sweetie. I'm glad you made it." He gawked at me as I sauntered up towards the counter setting my bag down, and put my elbows on the counter and fluttering my eyes at him. "Well...it wasn't easy little lady, but I got it down to $800 for you." He said with pride and a gleam in his eye. "What?! I don't have that kind of money!" His face grimaced and changed to disappointment, "Oh...well then...that took me a lot of work and called in a few favors to save you that money girly. Just what do you have?" I stood there stunned. Was he taking advantage of me and just charging me whatever he wanted? I didn't know a thing about cars so I had no idea if he was really trying to help me or screw me over. I had no position to say if the $800 was a good deal or not. "I have...like...$200. Isn't there something we can work out?" Mitch shook his head and clicked his tongue. "Oh no...that just won't do there missy. I can see you like to tease. What else can you do for me?" "I don't have any more money. What do you want?" "I'm sure you have...something...I want." He stood on his tiptoes and emphasized his point by intentionally looking down my shirt. "Maybe we can...uh...work something out." I said getting frustrated. I had trouble maintaining my sexual power. Mitch was able to take over and I felt like I was losing control. I stood there and considered my alternatives. I could just leave the car and forget about it. But I needed the car. It would cost me more to get a new one. I looked at Mitch and thought about what I might be willing to do to him. I got a little sick and wasn't sure I could do anything...he's too gross. Mitch walked around the counter and looked at me from my chest down to my toes. He then slapped my ass and yelled, "Hey Bobby....we have someone here who can't pay!" Bobby materialized in the doorway with a huge smile from ear to ear and his eyes locked onto my 36c breasts peeking out through my undone buttons. I regretted even trying to flirt with them now. I just walked into all of this and it was getting out of hand. From behind me, the lock on the front door clicked as Mitch flipped the closed sign for the day. I quickly figured something was going to happen...and it wasn't going to be good. "Okay hold on there guys. I don't know about this...maybe I can some money." "Oh no...we need the money now. Or...we need some ass." Mitch said giving me another slap. I jumped covering my ass and turned to keep them both on one side of me as I backed up away from them. "Why don't you start by sucking our cocks? If we like it, we will see if that takes anything off your bill." Mitch stated bluntly. My eyes shot open and I felt disgusted with the thought of sucking his dirty stinking smelly cock. Mitch walked towards me and lightly put his hands on my breasts giving them a gentle squeeze. "No..." I said slapping his hands away. "I'm going to scream! I'll call the cops!" Bobby moved around behind me and grabbed my wrists as he put his hand over my mouth. The smell the oil and dirt all over his hand consumed my nose. "Oh...you aren't going to do anything like that. Besides, it is just your word against ours you little tease. We haven't done anything...yet." Mitch lifted my skirt exposing my lavender lace thong underneath. I struggled against Bobby's grip on my wrists. "Oh...looky here Bobby. We have a live one. She is already wet for us." He had to be lying, but then Mitch forced his hand between my legs and rubbed my crotch and I could feel he was telling the truth. I was getting wet! What the hell? How could I get wet from these filthy dirtbags putting their hands all over me? "Bring that tease in here Bobby." Mitch said as he turned and motioned to the garage. Holding my hands behind my back Bobby pushed me forward into the garage area. My tight mini-skirt crawled up over my hips exposing my panties as I walked. Once inside, I saw four service bays and two cars in there. My car was in the first bay and an SUV sat on the rack in the third. Along the back of the garage was a long bench covered in oil, dirty car parts, and dirty tools. A few flickering fluorescent lights dimly lit the garage and the heavily tinted windows on the service bay doors kept out most of the sunlight. They also made it hard for anyone to see what was going on in here. I felt doomed. I instinctively tried to justify my actions. I had no money. I had to have my car. I had no other choice. If I ran, I had no evidence they did anything and the cops wouldn't do a thing. In the end, they had my car and I had something they wanted. I started to come to terms with it. If I just give them a blow job, I'm done. No big deal. Whatever. Mitch stopped and Bobby led me passed him to the second bay where he finally let my arms go. I quickly fixed my skirt and stood there as Bobby walked over next to Mitch. "Now you are going to do exactly what I tell you to do. Otherwise, I'm going to keep your car and send it to the junk yard. You got me!" Mitch commanded with a stern voice sending chills down my body. "Yes..." I said as I pulled away and avoided eye contact. "And don't try to run or anything. You aren't getting out of here and it is just going to make me mad!" I stood there shocked wondering what was going to happen next. I had no idea what they had in store for me. I had to do something. Maybe I could still talk them out of it. "Look...guys....you don't have to do this. I can get your money." "Oh...your sweet pussy is going to be much better than money." "But you said you just wanted me to suck your cocks!?" "Oh...you can do that too...but now that I smelled that so sweet pussy of yours, there is only one thing I want now. Besides...I would never pay $800 for a blowjob. How good do you think you are?" I was speechless. I didn't know what to do. "Now...strip your clothes! Nice and slow." I froze hoping he would somehow say he was only kidding and I could go. No such luck for me. "STRIP! NOW!" He repeated after waiting a few seconds. I jumped and reached up and slowly unbuttoned my blouse. I took my time not only because he told me to, but also because I just didn't want to do it. I didn't want to let them do what they wanted to do even though I had no choice. Unfortunately, my shirt only had about four buttons so it took less than 30 seconds to finish unbuttoning them. I pulled my shirt out from my skirt and slowly pulled it open revealing my lace lavender bra I put on especially for them not that they knew it. I now regretted accentuating my breasts and building up my cleavage. The lace on the bra showed more skin than it actually hid. I looked at them and they just stared with slack jaws waiting to see more. Bobby was rubbing his crotch making room for his growing cock inside. I could see the outline of Bobby's cock growing down his pant leg and saw he was fairly well endowed. Mitch's cock was also obviously growing in his overalls as evidenced by the tent growing in front of him. Learning to Bargain After taking off my shirt, I looked for something clean to put it on. I didn't have many shirts good for work and I wanted to keep it clean if I could. I found a stool a few feet away. In spite of my captivity, I still took time to fold my shirt and place it on the stool. "Keep going there girly." Mitch commanded. "Skirt next!" I reached to my side, unfastened, and slowly unzipped my skirt. Once open, I slid it down my legs exposing my matching lavender thong panties. Like my bra, they were more transparent than anything. Mostly lace I would be sure they could see my pussy straight through them. Of course, the thong didn't cover anything in back and my well-tanned ass hung out for them to ogle. I carefully balanced and stepped out of my skirt keeping my heels on so I wouldn't have to touch the floor. I stood in my stockings and underwear and I instinctively wrapped my arms around me to hide and protect myself. "Oh you are looking mighty fine there..." Bobby shouted as he rubbed his cock through his pants. "Oh yes...mighty fine indeed. This is going to be a good night." Mitch said softly. "Keep going there girly...stockings next!" I put my hand on the lift to balance myself as I pulled my ankle up behind my leg to unbuckle my heel before pulling it off my foot. I found the cleanest spot on the floor to step back down before lifting my other ankle and removing that heel as well. I sat my heels on top of my clothing and then slowly rolled down the stocking on my right leg and plucked it off my toes. I rolled down the stocking on my left leg and gathered it off my foot placing them in my heels on the stool. "Now it is getting good huh Pa!" Oh...so now I can see they were father and son. I guess they liked to do things together even if it meant fucking someone. Fucking someone? Holy Shit...wait...the gravity of my situation hit me full force. They didn't just want me to strip or blow them. They were going to fuck me. I don't think it would have alarmed me as much but after breaking up with my last boyfriend about six months ago, I stopped taking my birth control since I couldn't afford it. My breathing quickened and I felt dizzy like I was going to hyperventilate. Mitch clapped his hands, "Come on now...take off the bra...let me see them titties!" He snapped me back to my harsh reality. The two of them started looking like fans cheering on their favorite football team. They were smiling, laughing, pointing, and cheering me on. I was disgusted, but in a way, it was flattering they liked me so much. I crossed my arms in front of me and slowly pulled my bra straps down off my shoulders. Each move prompted louder cheers. "Come on...whoo hoo...give me more baby!" I reached behind me and unclasped the bra but held it up covering my breasts. My movements slowly turned more into a strip tease than a forced stripping. Part of me justified it that if they liked it they wouldn't hurt me. Part of me, although I couldn't admit it, liked the attention. Being so wrapped up in work and school with no social life left me hungry for some attention. While this isn't exactly the kind of attention I craved, it was still attention. They liked my body and they wanted to see it. I dreaded what was coming, but I was also hoping to satisfy them in other ways than sex. I turned away from them to let them see my bare back as I pulled my bra away and to the side of me. I dropped it onto the stool on top of my other clothes and then covered my breasts before turning back around. "Come on there...let's see them!" I slowly pulled my hands down feigning more resistance than I had and my breasts popped out for them to see. "Oh yeah....thems some beautiful titties...wouldn't you say pop?" Bobby said with an elbow nudge. Mitch was unresponsive and his cheering calmed slightly as his eyes gazed on my body. His hand was at his crotch and I was surprised to see he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out into the open to stroke it. My eyes grew with the sight of his massive cock. He wasn't fully hard but it wasn't soft either. Somewhat in between. His pubic hair was black, long, curled, and blended in with his darker dirty oily skin. Bobby noticed too and he stood up and slowly unzipped his coveralls pulling them back off his shoulders revealing he had a rock hard muscled body. He wasn't big, but well defined. His chest was chiseled out of rock and his abs were tight and rigid where I could fit my fingers between the ridges. His coveralls came down to his waist and I could tell he wasn't wearing anything underneath. His cock jumped still in his pants and I could see his head outline as it pressed against the tight fabric. I stood there wearing nothing but a pair of panties and I knew what was to come next. "Come on there...don't stop now...let's see that sweet little coochie of yours." Bobby instructed. I let out a sigh hooking the strings on my hips with my thumbs and decided just to get it over with. I bent down and pulled my panties to the ground sticking my ass up in the air behind me. I pulled each foot out and stood back up letting them see my shaved pussy lips pouting back at them. As I was bent over, I could smell it. My panties were really wet. I could feel it too. I was really getting wet for these guys and my body was getting ready to fuck. I tossed my panties to the stool and stood in the nude waiting for my next instructions. Mitch nudged Bobby and as if he knew what to do, Bobby walked towards me and stopped just inches in front of me. He pulled his coveralls down to his knees and his prick popped out like a prize. It was a little bigger than average size and rock hard oozing precum. "Suck it!" He said softly. I froze. This was it. I was passed the stripping and now they wanted to have their way with me. I looked for a clean spot on the floor but couldn't find anything and quickly gave up my feeble attempts to stay clean. I slowly knelt down in front of Bobby and his prick lined up right with my face. He grabbed it with his right hand and bounced it up and down almost hitting me in the face. I could more precum pooling at the tip. "Come on...suck it!" I closed my eyes, opened my lips, and moved forward taking him in my mouth. He tasted of salt and sweat. I was overwhelmed with the smell of sweat and grease coming off his body. I put one hand on his hips to control his thrusts so he wouldn't make me gag and I then I took a hold of his cock with the other hand to rub the shaft as I sucked on the end. I worked on Bobby's cock for a good 10 minutes rubbing the shaft and sucking the end. He moaned and seized my head as he started to thrust a little harder. I couldn't hold him back. The tip of his cock touched the back of my throat and he pressed all the way inside. I gagged and braced myself preparing for him to cum down my throat, but he pulled out only a second later. "Hold on there boy...don't finish just yet. We have all the time we want with her." Mitch said pulling on Bobby's shoulder. Mitch had now taken off his shirt and his pants and stood there in his gray socks and dirty boxers. His cock was sticking out the hole and he continued to rub the shaft making it grow. The head of his cock pulsed as he rubbed it and he was getting ready to use it. Bobby pulled away from me and stepped back a little as Mitch took the center stage in front of me. "Well little lady...it is my turn now." He took his cock and pushed it against my cheek. I felt his precum touch me leaving a spot on my cheek. I opened my mouth and he quickly stuck it inside. He was much bigger than any cock I have ever had before and it took me a moment to adjust to the girth. I did all I could to keep my mouth open and to keep my teeth away. Mitch put his hands on my head and I braced for him to start face fucking me, but he didn't. He just held his hands there and let me take over. I closed my lips around his shaft and put both hands on it to control it as best I could. I could feel how hot his cock was and could feel his heart beating through his shaft. I took as much of it as I could and then started to rub the shaft lubricating it with saliva. He wasn't as sweaty as Bobby was and didn't smell as bad as I thought. The main thing I could smell was his cologne. He probably sat in the front all day while Bobby and the others did the work. I worked Mitch's cock for several minutes but my jaw started to hurt so I would have to take a break and pull him out every so often and rub the shaft. As I pulled it out the third time, he took the opportunity to pull away. "Okay there...not too much. I don't want to finish just yet. I'm saving that for later for your sweet little pussy." "But...no" I choked with my sore jaw. "I'm not..." As if they were tag teaming, Mitch stepped back and Bobby appeared. Bobby was now naked and his cock was again at full attention. He seemed more intense and more focused. He walked behind me and put his hands under my arms whisking me to my feet. Once I was up, he put his right hand around on my stomach pulling backwards and then the other on my shoulder pushing forwards to bend me over in front of him. "I'mm..." I stammered. "No...I'm not on..." I bent over and I could feel the air against my wet pussy. I spread my legs slightly to stop from falling and took a hold of my ankles. He licked his hand and wiped it over my pussy as he gripped his cock. I could feel the head just touch my labia. He didn't take much care before slipping inside of me. I gasped with the feeling of a cock inside me again. It had been months with nothing more than a vibrator and it was no replacement for a real warm cock. He slid his hands on my hips and held me in place as he pulled back and started thrusting in and out of my soaking wet cunt. My hair, now a mess, had fallen over my head hiding my face along with my secret expressions of pleasure. "No...I'm...not...on...the...pill" I whispered but they couldn't hear me. Our bodies smacked together as his balls slapped my clit with each pounding. The smacking echoed through the nearly empty garage and reverberated through my head reminding me of what was happening. They were forcing me, but felt I was just whoring myself to pay for my car. "That's a good little bitch...nice and wet. Look Pa, she loves it." Bobby's comment brought to my attention the fact that I was moaning with each of his penetrations. I didn't want to admit it, but I was enjoying it. Bobby gathered my hair pulling my head up arching my back. My eyes shut and I flushed as he fucked me from behind. Mitch laughed and said, "You bet there son...fuck her good." Bobby's thrusts, renewed with a sense of satisfaction, sped up and got harder and harder. "No...please...don't! I'm not...on...the pill!" I finally yelled. My protests either came too late or were simply ignored. Bobby took a firm hold of my hips and plowed deep into my cunt holding himself there. He grunted as his warm cum flooded inside of my fertile pussy and I knew that I was fucked now in more ways than one. He pulled his limp dick out of my engorged pussy. Looking between my legs, I could see his cum dribble out and splash onto the filthy floor. He let me go and I could stand and focus my attention on my inseminated cunt. I did anything I could think of. I stuck my fingers inside and pushed on my stomach to get his thick sticky cum out of me. "Oh my God...I can't..." I said. Mitch walked up to me and said, "I guess it is too late now to worry about that girly. You got my boy's baby cream in there. I think I'm going to add some of my own to see who gets you pregnant first!" "But...no...I can't..." I said with my pathetic protests. Mitch was incredibly strong and he put his hands on my waist and picked me up from the floor without a single hesitation. He carried me to the counter and set me down on the edge in a small clearing. He stole my attention away from my cum-filled cunt and to his giant meat; he was getting ready to plunge into me. He spread my legs apart and his giant cock stood out proudly in front of his large hairy belly. Holding my knees, he guided his cock directly to my saturated love hole and pushed his way inside without faltering. He was enormous and I could feel my insides displace to make way for his giant cock. He filled me and I gasped as my pussy stretched to accommodate his size. Once inside, he moved his hands around to my ass and pulled me on to him burying his monster cock completely inside of me. His hands held me so hard he pulled my ass cheeks wide splitting me apart. He pulled and drove his hips forward as he started to fuck me right there on the counter. I felt so used. I felt like such a dirty whore. I also felt an orgasm slowly building inside of me. No...I couldn't I thought. But his cock seemed to hit me in all the right spots and it only took a minute or so before the feelings consumed me. When it hit me my body convulsed out of control. I buried my face in his shoulder as I clawed at his sweaty hairy body. My legs jumped and wrapped around him as the blissful waves of pleasure rippled through me from head to toe. He grunted and sweated as his cock relentlessly continued to pound me again and again. "OH MY GOD.........YES! UNNNGGGH....FUCK ME!" I screamed. I couldn't help it any longer and I let go to the satisfaction he gave me. He finally could take it no longer and with one final brutal clutch of my ass cheeks, he sank his full length inside of me as the head of his cock expanded and filled me with his hot cum mixing with his son's. My body still shook from my orgasm and I could feel each of his pumps of sperm hitting me inside. My arms and legs were wrapped around him and I impulsively ground my hips forward to take in as much as I could. We calmed a few minutes later and he sat me back on the counter before pulling his limp drained cock from my gaping pussy. Some of his cum ran out of me like a river and onto the floor. Some of the thicker sticky cum remained plastered around my labia. I felt satisfied and completely spent. He let me down and I felt like a newborn deer as my legs touched the floor and wobbled below me. Mitch laughed as his cum-covered cock grew limp before my eyes. It already appeared much smaller than what I felt inside. "Clean me up you whore." Mitch commanded. I don't know what came over me. I didn't think. Complying with his orders, I fell to my knees and gobbled the full length of his cock in my mouth. My hands unconsciously rubbed my pussy as I licked and swallowed his salty cum. Now it filled my pussy and my stomach. Somehow, my concern for not being on the pill faded and everything felt so erotic, feminine, and sensual knowing their warm cum swam inside of me. "That is such a good girl" he said as he caressed my hair. After I finished, I stood up thinking we were done now that they had both father and son had their turns with me. That was when I realized we were no longer alone. Three new guys entered the garage and were now standing, naked, only a few feet away from where Mitch had just finished fucking me. I stood there, naked, sweaty, filthy, weak, full of cum, and well fucked. My hair and makeup were a total mess, but now I realized...I wasn't done. They didn't say anything but simply stared at me. The first was an older black guy who had a cock the size of Mitch's. The second guy was younger and even younger than I was. He had long brown hair, fairly skinny, and had an average sized cock. The third guy was a just few years older with short spiked black hair. He was tanned and had a very strong and muscular body with a bigger than average cock. All three guys massaged their cocks and they obviously had one thing on their mind; that was my body. I felt numb and light headed and I froze. I wanted to protest. I wanted to yell and ask what the fuck they were doing. Nothing happened. Nothing came out. Part of me didn't want to make them mad. The other part of me feared they wouldn't fuck me. I didn't feel like I had any choice anyway. I knew even if I tried to run, they would catch me and just have their way with me. There was no stopping the inevitable freight train coming my way. The skinny guy was the first to step forward. His eyes looked right through me and he charged forward with a strong sense of purpose. His cock stood straight at attention and looked ready to burst. I cringed back bracing for what was about to happen. He grabbed my by the shoulders and whispered in my ear, "I never liked sloppy seconds...or thirds... but I'll make an exception in your case." He didn't take his time at all and he spun me around on my heels bending me over the bench where Mitch had just finished fucking me moments earlier. It still had his warm cum dribbling down the edge. My ass stuck out for everyone's view and he took only a second to glide his hands over my ass before ramming his cock inside of me. I jumped and squealed as he penetrated me. My pussy was wet from a combination of my own wetness mixing with Bobby's and Mitch's cum still inside. I could feel it squish around inside of me and leak out as he rammed his dick in and out of my hole. I frantically grabbed the bench for support as he pummeled me from behind. My breasts pressed against the counter top as he unyieldingly pressed me down against the hard surface. After only a few minutes, he stopped. He didn't cum yet, but he pulled out keeping his raging hard on. As he stood me up, I found they wanted to share me. The strong muscular guy was standing to the side with his cock in hand. The skinny guy grabbed my shoulders and turned me towards the other guy. As the skinny guy grabbed my hips, the muscular guy grabbed my head and pulled me down towards his cock jabbing it into my mouth. He didn't taste sweaty or dirty like the others. He was clean and actually smelled nice. I let out another yelp as the guy behind me rammed back inside of me. They took turns bouncing me back and forth and they found a rhythm where the guy behind me would thrust in and then the guy in front of me would pull me forward onto his cock. I couldn't keep up as they got more forceful and I gagged on the guy's cock pushing it to the side. He grabbed my head to put it back in when I took a hold of it and started sucking properly. He quickly let go and allowed me to continue at my pace. The thrusts from behind made me bounce and added to my movements up and down on the guy's cock but before I could get anywhere, the guy behind pulled back out again. I stood up becoming light headed and saw that the black guy wanted a turn as well. I was sweating and breathing very heavily. I felt I couldn't catch my breath. I stood there like a statue waiting for my instructions. The black guy took my by the hand and walked to my car. He laid back on the hood with his cock standing straight like a flagpole. He turned me and then pulled me backwards towards his cock. I pivoted my hips trying to align my pussy but he held my hips in place and then pulled my ass cheeks apart. I almost immediately realized he was starting to press his cock into my ass. I jumped in shock but his grip locked in place. I struggled and squirmed but it was useless he held his cock at my rear entrance and forced me down pressing harder and harder until I felt his tip slip inside. I put my hands down against him and tried all I could to push myself away from his attack but to no avail. He sensed my resistance and just pulled harder and harder until I could feel more of his member slide inside of me. It was a completely new feeling as it was something I never tried before. Not only was he trying to fuck me in the ass, but his cock was huge. It hurt, but I relaxed more to ease the pain and found him slipping completely inside. Learning to Bargain I then figured why he chose this position. The muscular guy stepped up in front of me and while I was being fucked in the ass, he was able to aim his cock directly at my cunt and slide inside. I felt completely filled and like I was being split into two. The guy in my ass pushed up on my hips to slide me up and down on his cock. The guy in front grabbed my hips and pulled me up onto his cock. I barely put any effort to move and they simply used and manipulated my body to fulfill their needs. The skinny guy came to my side and started rubbing his cock on my breast and my face. His cock was wet from fucking me and oozed precum from the tip sticking to my skin. I felt a sense of obligation and I took him in my mouth tasting the mixture of my wetness and semen all over it. Soon, all three were fucking me in every hole they could find. I'm not sure if it was the rhythm of their thrusts or the sheer erotic feelings of being fucked three ways at the same time, but I could actually feel another orgasm building up. This had never happened before. I was usually lucky to get one. But this felt different and started as a small smolder inside of me. As they pounded me more and more, the fire built stronger inside becoming an inferno inside. It then overwhelmed me and I could feel the ripples of pleasure emanate from my toes up my legs and through my body. My toes curled. I sucked hard on his cock and shut my eyes tight. I couldn't take it and just released to its wishes. "OH MY FUCKING GOD....YES! OH YES! FUCK ME...I'M CUMMING!" I panted and howled as my first multi-orgasm shook me to my core. It became too much for the guy in front of me who soon started fucking me harder and harder until he suddenly sank his full length inside spewing his semen as deep as he could. I sucked so hard that the skinny guy held my face and pumped his cum in my mouth, which I quickly swallowed. The guy in my ass also was done and pulled me down as much as he could pumping his seed deep in my body as well. I carried semen in every part of my body from five different guys. I was filthy. I was dirty. I felt so used. I felt like their whore. At the same time, it was the most erotic feelings I have ever felt. The two guys pulled out of me and walked away. The black guy pushed me up off him and onto my feet. I could feel their cum seep from my crotch and run down my legs. I was dazed and felt drunk and high. They didn't drug me, but I felt completely dazed and disoriented and almost didn't know where I was. Mitch walked up to me snapping me from my fog as he squeezed my cheeks making me look at him. "Now listen here girly...you done real good. You can take your car and get out of here." He said as he dangled my keys in front of my face. "And don't think about trying to go to the cops or anything. It is your word against ours and I have a little ace in my back pocket." He pointed up to the corner of the garage at a camera with a small red light on the side. "We have the whole thing on tape. All our fucking...and...all your cumming." He emphasized with a soft poke to my bare stomach. "There is no way you can claim we did anything you weren't willing to do. If you do anything, we are going to post this all around your school so your friends and family get to watch how much of a whore you are." I sheepishly nodded in solemn compliance as he held my chin. Bobby opened my car door and tossed my shirt and my skirt inside. "I'm going to keep these...to remember you by." Bobby said as he held my panties to his nose. They didn't even give me a chance to get dressed before Bobby hit the button on the wall lifting the garage door. The sun was down and I had no idea how much time had passed. I wearily climbed into my car while still nude and started it. I wanted to get out of there. I pulled out and squealed down the street. The first chance I got, I pulled into an empty parking lot and parked. I was in shock at what had happened. I finally came down off my high and I realized where I was and what had happened. Surprisingly, I didn't feel any regret from it. Nothing at all like that. In fact, I felt...empowered...in some weird way. I used my body and fucked my way out of a really big bill. Didn't have to pay a cent and got my car fixed for nothing but some fucking. And...it was fun for me at the same time. Without realizing it, my hand drifted down in between my legs and I could feel the gobs of cum oozing out. I rubbed my clit a little thinking of what they did and how good it felt. I pulled my hand up and their cum stuck to my fingers. That night, I discovered how using sex to get what I wanted wasn't that bad. It can be fun too. Ever since that day, I found new ways to use sex to get my ways. It didn't work all the time. But the more I did, the better I got. I also found ways to get better grades and raises at work. I also never had to pay for another car repair. But those are other stories.