1 comments/ 51162 views/ 3 favorites Lynn's Festive Night Ch. 01 By: HisTenshi Lynn sighed as she pushed away from her computer. The house was quiet and she'd like nothing better than to go to bed, but she needed to go to the store to pick up a couple things before morning. Her husband needed a sandwich for work, and the kids needed something for breakfast. She grabbed her wallet and keys, and headed for the door. It was only ten o'clock when she arrived, and the lot still had too many cars, so she parked under a light at the back. As she walked to the doors, she glanced at a dark blue van a few spaces from a cart return. She chuckled as she remembered a friend from high school. He'd had one of those vans, white with blacked out windows and a mattress in the back. She'd teased him about it, and he'd teased her back, but he'd never invited her in it. He'd actually liked her, but she wasn't girlfriend material. "More like guy-friend material," she sighed. He was one of many who was more likely to meet her and the other guys someplace to play pool or just hang out, than to ask her out on a date. She shook her head and continued walking to the store. She spent a lot of time in the store, looking at movies and games before she finally picked up the groceries and headed out. It was well after eleven now, and the lot was nearly empty as she walked back to her car, the bag swinging against her leg. As she approached the can, the back door door opened. She turned to look as she went by, and just as she made out the figure in the back, she felt hands pushing her towards the open door. She dropped her back to grab the outside of the door and push away. But the person inside grabbed her hands and began pulling her in. Quickly, she was brought into the van and she heard the door slam behind her. She started to cry out, but one of the men slapped her. "Quiet" he hissed. She felt the man behind her, push her aside as she climbed up to the driver's seat. Then heard the van start up as she struggled against the man who was tying her hands to a metal bar that ran the length of the van. He brought his face close to hers and placed his hand on her neck. "Don't move, don't yell, and don't think this is a game. You behave and you might survive the night. Might." The last word was a whisper against her ear. Then, he pulled away and began pulling on her clothes. She saw a knife flash in the darkness and heard the material of her shirt, shorts and bra rip apart. "Hey man" he called to the man in the front, "this cunt don't wear panties, maybe she was ready for us." The driver simply laughed. "Was that it? Did you want to be grabbed tonight, so you tried to be ready for us?" he laughed as he slid his hands over her skin. Tears leaked form her eyes as he mauled her breasts. "I do like 'em big, lady. I think the big ladies don't always appreciate what they got. So I consider it my duty to remind em." He chuckled again then began sucking and biting her nipples. An eternity seemed to pass, before he stopped, and the van came to a halt. The driver came to the back, and glanced at her naked body. "She ready to be fucked yet?" He pulled down his pants and pulled her legs apart. His hand reached up and grabbed at her cunt. "Man, what've you been doing back here? She's dry as a bone." He pulled his hand back, and spit in it, then spread the spit over the head of his cock. Then he placed it at her cunt and pushed inside. Lynn groaned as she felt him push inside her. The tears were still streaming down her face, but she dared not say a word. He grabbed her hips, and began sawing in and out of her. Her open lips were the only invitation the other man needed. He pulled down his pants and brought his cock to her mouth. She tried to turn her head, but he grabbed her hair. "Suck it bitch." he said, pushing the head against her lips. Slowly, her mouth opened and his cock slipped inside. He pushed it all the way back, feeling her gag on it. Then he began pumping in and out of her mouth. "Fuck yeah, she's wet enough up here, and damn can she give some head." Automatically, her tongue began swirling around as she sucked his cock, feeling the other sliding in and out of her cunt. Then, she felt a hand on her breast, kneading the soft flesh. Slowly. She began losing herself to the sensations. The tears dried as her body began to respond. "Hey, she's warming up, I can feel her gettin' wet." She heard the voice, but it was far away. She shifted her hips as he thrust, her clit rubbing against him. She also began turning her head as much as she could, working the cock in her mouth. She lost herself completely as she continued fucking the men. "Fuck yeah, this cunt's hot. You know how to pick 'em." The man fucking her cunt began ramming it in harder, grunting as he rammed it in a final time, holding his cock inside her as he came. "Of course, the big ones are always ready for this." He pulled his cock out of her mouth and began jacking off on her face, cum dripped from her chin and cheeks as she fell back to the floor of the van, panting. She'd been close to cumming, she could feel it fading and she nearly began to cry again as they untied her from the metal bar. "Let's get the cunt inside, I think we can have some real fun with this one." They chuckled as they pulled their pants on, then half dragged, half carried her to a small house on a mostly deserted street. It would be a very good night. Lynn's Festive Night Ch. 02 As they approached the door on the side of the house, Lynn could hear the door opening. She looked up to see another person silhouetted against the light. Her feet steadied beneath her, and she tried pushing away from the two men holding her, but they wouldn't let go. They pushed her forward, to the steps, and the other person helped pull her in. The light was bright compared to the darkness of the van, and Lynn blinked a few times as she adjusted. The men backed off and looked at her in the light. One had grabbed her clothes in the van, and now tossed them on the floor. "Not bad. Least she's got hair long enough to grab. Always helps change their mind when they decide they've sucked my cock long enough." The new man chuckled and walked out of the bare kitchen they were all standing in, and into the living room. One of the men pushed Lynn forwards, and she began walking, unsteadily into the living room. The man unfastened his jeans and sat down on a worn looking sofa. "Come on, I know they had a piece in the van, now it's my turn. Suck it." She looked at the other two men, and they pushed her forward. The man on the sofa leaned forward and grabbed her hair. "Now listen. Maybe they didn't explain very well in the van. You're here for us tonight, and you do what you're told, when you're told. Every time you hesitate, or fight us, your chances of surviving this little party, get lower. They get too low, and I'll just have to kill you." He pointed to the wall behind the sofa, where a rope tied like a noose was hanging. "See that," Lynn nodded, "It's been used before, and I won't hesitate to use it again." He placed her hand against her throat, squeezing slightly, "It is very good at choking people, it slips tight real quick. Now do you understand?" Lynn nodded, and wiped away fresh tears as he released her throat and leaned back. "Now suck it." Slowly, Lynn pushed her hair out of her face, and leaned in towards his cock. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine it was her husband, or an old boyfriend, but memories of the van kept interfering. Her tongue moistened her lips, then she began sucking the cock into her mouth. The men behind her moved to sit on the sofa as well, watching her as the cock slid deep into her mouth. She felt hairs tickle her nose, and the cock pressing at the back of her throat. As she began pulling back, her hands slid up to the man's thighs, then slowly towards his cock. Before she reached the base of it with her fingers though, he stopped her. "No hands. This is a blowjob, not a handjob." Lynn took a breath through her nose and sucked the cock fully into her mouth again, angling her head and sucking as she moved her tongue around it. 'Pretend it's Mike's, pretend your at home. Suck it. Don't cry, dammit don't cry again.' The thoughts repeated in her head, becoming a mantra as she sucked. Her head began to rock on his cock, as she pressed her tongue firmly against the underside. One of the other men chuckled, "Damn, you were right man, she does know how to give head." "Yep, that's a nice mouth. But you know, I've felt it, I think it's time she got fucked again. Ass or cunt?" The man receiving the blowjob reached for her hair, and held it firmly, "Fuck her cunt. I get her ass first tonight." "No problem man," The man behind her pulled off his pants, and she felt his fingers on her. "Least she's still wet." He slid his cock into her cunt, and rested his hands on her hips. He began thrusting into her, and she adapted to his rhythm with the cock in her mouth. Her sucking became harder, and she tried taking the cock deeper, the head pushing into her throat as she thought about her husband, asleep at home. She'd done this with him and another man once, years before. It'd been like heaven, and she tried to think of that time. She hoped she'd seem more enthusiastic, and they'd let her go sooner. She imagined her husband's cock in her mouth, and his friend in her cunt, fucking away. Familiar heat worked through her body, and she began fucking back as she continued working the cock in her mouth. Her hands curled into fists on the carpet, clenched closed as she fucked and sucked them harder. Fantasies whirling through her head to take her away from the reality, began to fade with her coming orgasm. The hand in her hair pulled tighter, as her head slowed. Her lips opened, but the cock stayed in her mouth as she fucked back, on the edge, until she finally slipped over and her body began to shake. A few seconds later, she sucked the cock harder, her tongue and lips sliding up and down the shaft as the man behind her sped up. "God damn! She came, God Damn." His fingers dug into her hips as he pounded into her, finally cumming inside her cunt, and slowly pulling out. He sat back and watched her squirm as she sucked the other one off. Finally, the guy pulled her head down, "Take it bitch, take all that cum and swallow it. Every. Single. Drop." he gasped as his body tensed. "Fuck yeah," he pulled her head off his cock, and grinned as she licked her lips. Her eyes were glazed, and her skin flushed as she looked back. "I want that ass." Lynn cringed, and he got up. The other man, who'd been quietly stroking his own cock, slid over in front of her. "My turn." She touched her jaw for a second, then leaned down, taking his cock into her mouth. Her eyes closed and she sucked, again, trying to bring her hands up, as she felt the third man slip behind her. The man on the sofa didn't object, so she placed her hands on his thighs, her thumbs and index fingers against the base of his cock as she sucked. The man behind her leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Cause you're being such a good girl, I'm gonna slip it into your cunt to get it nice and slick for that ass. See what being good does, makes things easier." Then she felt the cock enter her, then quickly back out and to the entrance to her ass. The pain as he entered made her wince, but she tried to relax, and concentrated on the cock in front of her. The other man disappeared, at least he didn't get on the sofa, and she couldn't hear him, as the cock in her ass got deeper and deeper. Tears pricked at her eyelids as the cock sawed in and out of her. She tried to suck the cock in her mouth as well as the others, and his moaning urged her on. Years of marriage, and playing around had given her experience with getting fucked in the ass, but she'd never liked it much. The pain almost always seemed to distract her from the other pleasures. This was no different. She filtered as much out as she could, but even her imagination couldn't help make it better. She sped up her sucking, trying everything with her mouth, lips and fingers she could think of. Grunts escaped her throat and she tried to pretend she liked the cock in her ass. "I do love a tight ass, I could fuck this thing all night long. Good thing for you I don't got all night, ain't it?" He thrust in harder, digging his fingers into her flesh, his nails scraping against her skin. "Fuck, I think I'm gonna cum again fast this girl's ass is so tight." Lynn tried squeezing the cock inside her ass, coaxing him to cum as she took the other cock deep into her mouth, her nose pressing against his crotch. Her throat muscles swallowed around the head, and the guy on the sofa jerked. "Damn bitch!" He grabbed the sofa cushions as he came into her mouth. "Yeah, she is a good one, fuck yeah." he held his cock still inside her ass as he came too. "Wish they were all this good." He slid his cock out of her ass, and slapped one ass cheek hard. "Shame we gotta go early tonight. Wish we'd gotten this one first." He stood up and picked up her ripped shirt to wipe off his cock. The other man stood up and looked at her ass, "Yeah, it's a damn shame. She's quite a fuck." He fastened his pants and walked down the hallway, "Come on man, we gotta go." Both of the men who'd originally grabbed her, came back out, and watched as the third took the noose from the wall. Lynn began to cry again as she kneeled against the sofa, "You said if I was good..." "Yeah, and you were. Damn good. Sucks to be you though, don't it?" He slipped the rope around her neck and pulled it tight. Soon, Lynn saw only darkness. ... There was sunlight on her face, she could feel it. Lynn slowly opened her eyes. Her entire body ached as she pushed herself up. The end of the rope dangled between her breasts and she quickly pulled it off, feeling tenderness in her neck. She forced herself up, and looked out the window. The van was gone, and she saw a for sale sign in the front yard of the house. She looked around, trying to find something to wear. The first room she entered, had some curtains, so she pulled them down, wincing as her head pounded, and wrapped one around her aching body. She checked the next room, and found two women. Both had ropes around their necks, and nothing else, but they were breathing. She fell to the floor, and began to sob.