0 comments/ 76134 views/ 7 favorites The Van By: foolwriter657 Erin walked from her class with a wide smile on her face. Her professor had just finished telling her that her thesis was one of the best he's ever read, and she was on a high. The cool brisk air refreshed her as she left the building. It was dark outside, but the lights in the parking lot lit her way to her car. Erin was thrilled and could hardly wait to get home and share her good news with her boyfriend. She walked across the parking lot to her old battered Toyota, one of the few cars left in the parking lot. Erin pushed her long curly hair from her face as she dug for the keys in her purse. She growled as she saw that some asshole had parked his van very close to her car. Looking around she saw no one in sight so, deciding that the asshole needed to learn a lesson she did something very unladylike. Hawking deeply, Erin let fly with a big glob of spittle. She smiled as it landed on the back tinted window and slowly left a long streak as it ran down. "Teach you to park better next time." she muttered to herself. She reached down and inserted her keys into the lock on the drivers side, all the while thinking about opening her door a little too far and slamming it into the van. She knew it could do little to no damage to her beater, but it would drive the owner of the van nuts. Just as the Toyota's door unlocked the van's side door opened up and strong arms circled her, one around her waist and another higher around her neck. She felt herself being lifted off the ground and suddenly found herself flying through the air to slam painfully into the van, her head striking the hard inside wall of the van. The last thing she saw before she blacked out was the side door slowly closing. * * * The first thing Erin felt was cold. It felt as though the night air was running over her naked skin. Which can't be right, she thought. Then she remembered. The big arms around her, lifting her and tossing her into the van. Erin tried to move her hands but found that she couldn't. What she had at first thought of as just dark she quickly realized was actually a blindfold. Though she couldn't see, something hard and cold bit into her wrists. Her head ached from colliding with the side of the van, but Erin noticed a new ache as her head cleared up. Both of her nipples were very sore, painfully so. She had no idea why. As she tried to move, searing pain brought her struggles to an end. She held very still and waited until the pain subsided to a more reasonable level. She lay there and tried to mentally picture how things must look. She was obviously on her back, probably still in the van. Erin could feel the hard wooden floor under her. Her hands were handcuffed above her head. When she tried to stretch out her legs she couldn't, so she figured her feet must be tied to the floor somehow. The coolness extended to her crotch, and by the way her legs felt positioned she knew that she was spread wide open. Once more she tried to move, this time slowly, and as she brought her legs together she felt the pressure and pain in her nipples slowly increase. Erin spread her legs back open wide and the pain lessened. It didn't disappear, just wasn't as strong. She stayed still for several moments trying to think out her situation when it slowly became evident that she wasn't alone in the van. "What do you want with me?" Erin asked, ashamed of the slight waver in her voice as she tried to sound confident. She wasn't prepared for the sudden violation as a thick finger forced itself quickly up inside her dry pussy. She grunted in pain and tried to close her legs against the assault, forgetting about the fiendish setup she found herself in. Erin didn't even get her legs halfway closed before the searing pain forced them back open. She shrieked loudly and quickly found something soft and slightly damp pushed into her open mouth. Erin could hardly imagine what was happening to her. She was a good girl. She was nearly a college graduate. When she drank, it was one or two beers, she had never done drugs, and she had a steady boyfriend. She didn't sleep around, got excellent grades and even volunteered what little free time she had to offer. Why did she deserve this? Tears started forming in her eyes and were quickly soaked up by the blindfold. The finger abruptly left her pussy and the person with her got up. She couldn't see who it was as it passed by her, but by the way the van moved she could tell it was large. Must be a man, Erin thought to herself. A very large man. Suddenly she heard the van start up and begin to move. It backed up slowly and then they were driving. As they drove Erin tried to work the cloth from her mouth with her tongue. It tasted strangely familiar to her, until she realized what it was. The fucker stuck my own panties in my mouth. Erin began to get angry at her attacker. As she took in her situation though, that anger slowly dissipated to be replaced with fear. If all this guy wanted was to rape her, he could have done so already and left her behind. To go through all the work of setting this up, which was obviously well planned out, must mean he wanted much more. Why did he want her? They drove for what seemed like hours, at times Erin was rolled around the back of the van. Pain shot through her wrists and ankles as she was tossed around the back of the van, but especially in her nipples. They were extremely sensitive anyway, and this extended assault was taking its toll on them. Erin was also ashamed to feel herself start to get slightly aroused from the pain. That realization brought fresh tears and even some sobs broke through her carefully made mask of calm. Erin heard a brief chuckle from the driver's seat of the van as a particularly loud sob broke free. As they drove Erin wondered where they were going. The hypnotic drone of the wheels on the pavement changed tone and the road became a lot rougher. Soon she was bouncing and rolling with a lot more regularity. Then they finally stopped. Erin could feel a thin trail of moisture running down from her pained nipple and knew that somehow her skin had ripped ever so slightly from all the moving around she had done. She was still cool as she waited with apprehension to find out what her assailant wanted with her. For long minutes Erin waited in silence. She knew he must still be in the drivers seat, but she didn't know what he wanted from her. Unable to stand it anymore, and with her voice shaky with fear, Erin finally found enough courage to speak. "What do you want with me?" Only more silence greeted her. Suddenly the van shook ever so slightly and she knew the man was coming into the back with her. As she lay on the floor tied and spread Erin could sense him moving around her but couldn't understand what was going on. Every so often she heard a small clicking sound but couldn't make out what it was. Until suddenly she understood. The fucker is taking pictures of me. Shame flooded through her, fed by the knowledge that her pussy had betrayed her and was flowing freely. It was obvious that the man knew she was aroused, even she could smell the musky scent of her own arousal. The man walked without any sense of urgency and Erin knew that screaming was pointless. Her throat was dry with fear and she knew that screaming would only earn her a punishment. She suddenly felt a weight on her chest, and felt what must be bare skin on her breasts. Deciding to make the fucker pay Erin was prepared to bite whatever he put near her mouth when she felt something cold hard and pointy begin to scrape across her throat ever so gently. When it had come right across her neck the man pushed the point slightly into her skin until Erin felt a small drop of her blood run down over her shoulder. "Now listen here bitch." The voice was colder than the night, and even though he had spoken softly Erin could tell it was deep and strong. Erin felt her body go even colder as her pussy seemed to get hotter. It almost felt as though all of her heat was leaving through that one little place. "You are going to satisfy me in one of two ways. You can do so sexually, or try to anyway. And I promise not to hurt you too much, or you can satisfy my need to inflict pain. You might survive the first. I guarantee you won't live through the second." The words were spoken so calmly that Erin began to cry. Taking her crying as a sign of submission the man leaned forward and grabbed Erin by her dark hair and pulling up sharply brought her head up from the floor. The sudden painful jerk caused Erin to open her mouth, which she quickly found to be completely full with a large rock hard cock. Knowing what was required from her, Erin wrapped her lips around the warm flesh as the man used her mouth roughly. Tears streamed from her eyes to quickly dampen her blindfold further. Suddenly her eyes were uncovered. Not wanting to see what she was already too intimate with Erin kept her eyes closed. The angle the man held her head at was uncomfortable but Erin was in no position to complain as her mouth was repeatedly being penetrated by the thick cock. A heavy ball sack bounced off of her chin with each thrust. The man's long dick snaked deep down her throat and Erin tried her best to try and grab breaths between thrusts. Her efforts weren't getting much results though and Erin felt herself beginning to panic as the air in her lungs was being used up. Almost as if he knew it, the man suddenly stopped and gruffly told Erin to suck his balls. She did as she was told, deeply breathing the musky scent of his flesh through her nose as she tired to frantically do as she was told while at the same time replacing her nearly expended oxygen. She took both of the large balls into her mouth, barely able to fit them inside and was massaging them with her tongue when a thought crossed her mind. Suddenly the knife scraped along her nose. Abandoning her thought of biting down Erin meekly continued her massage. The man pulled back after a couple of minutes and Erin found the thick muscle back in her throat. His thrusts never varied and periodically he stopped to allow Erin to bathe his balls. Every so often Erin heard a click from his camera and the flash penetrated through her eyelids. Finally the man increased his pace and Erin felt his pubic hair tickling her nostrils with his every thrust. Eight inches of hard cock began to spasm deep in her throat, the man roughly orgasming. Before he was finished he pulled out slightly, causing Erin to taste his seed. Sated he pulled out and shook his cock in her face, a long line of cum dripping to fall on her nose. Erin could smell the unmistakable odour of cum as it ran down her nose. Taking his still hard cock in his hand he rubbed it around her face, smearing his cum over her skin. Some of it ended up inside her nostril. Erin nearly gagged at the strong scent that she knew would stay with her for a long time to come. He stood up and Erin took the opportunity to try and secretly check out her attacker. He was very tall, dressed entirely in black, with black leather pants that had the crotch missing. A black hood over his face hide his features from her but as if he sensed her stare he suddenly turned. Pale blue eyes met hers. They seemed to stare into her soul without an ounce of sympathy or any other emotion that could be called human. "Don't worry bitch, we ain't done yet. You passed the first test, now for your second." Erin shuddered to think what he had in mind. He stretched lazily about her, his hard cock bouncing as he worked out a kink. He was powerfully built, even through the skin tight black clothing she could see his muscles rippling. Reaching down he pulled his belt through the loops of his pants and holding it over his head in both hand he continued his stretch. Without warning his hand came down like a blur and the tip of the thick leather belt struck her tortured nipple with a loud crack. Erin shrieked as the pain racked through her. Tears poured from her eyes. Erin cried, humiliated as she felt a small wet line run over her asshole. "Yeah, I thought you'd like this bitch. Always walking around with your big titties pushed out just begging to be smacked. You should see how wet your pussy is slut. But I guess you can probably tell, can't you?" Erin shook with shame and fear while she kept her eyes closed. unexpectedly the belt came down again, this time on her other nipple. Screaming in agony, Erin opened her eyes when a strong hand grabbed her by the throat. "I asked you a question bitch. You better fucking answer me." Tears running freely down both cheeks, Erin nodded. He was right, she was enjoying this in spite of the pain. She was completely ashamed of herself for her body's betrayal. The man took several more pictures, once he bent in close to take one of her sodden cunt. He laughed to himself as his camera's flash went off repeatedly. Tiring of taking pictures the man knelt between Erin's spread legs and lining himself up roughly shoved himself up inside her. Erin groaned as he pumped, her face red with a mixture of excitement and shame. He pumped for a couple of minutes, Erin feeling every thrust of the thick cock deep inside her. Suddenly Erin felt him pull free of her body and she bit her lip to keep from complaining. She felt so empty now that he was out of her. He stood up and straddled her chest once more, sitting roughly on her pained breasts. "Suck me bitch, see how wet your cunt is? You've soaked me." Opening her eyes Erin saw that he was right. His cock glistened with her juices, the blonde pubic hair above his rigid member was soaked and some dripped from his shaved balls. Erin opened her mouth and tasted herself on his cock, trying not to choke as he pumped into her mouth. The smell of his cum mingled with her own scent as she sucked his cock. When he figured she had cleaned him well enough the man pulled free of her skilled mouth and climbed back between her legs. She was more than ready and willing this time and tried to meet his thrusts with ones of her own, but found it very difficult to without sending new shards of pain through her nipples. "Can you..." A large meaty hand crashed across her face and caused Erin to see stars. Went her senses return she saw the man glaring down at her as he pumped away. "Don't talk unless I ask you to bitch." The sound of his voice, the uncomfortableness of her situation, the pain in her breasts and now face combined with the feel of this stranger's large cock banging away at her made Erin feel the beginnings of a climax. She tried to fight it, but the more she did, the closer it came. She didn't want to cum with this animal inside her. He had done nothing but treat her like a piece of meat, something to be used, like a toy. He had punished her physically and emotionally, humiliated her by pointing out her own body's betrayal, and now he was going to make her have one of the most powerful orgasms of her life. Erin screamed as it wracked her body. Her body shook as she let go, giving herself over to it. The pain in her nipples throbbed as she came, bringing her to new heights. She cock feel herself convulse around her assailant, felt her juices gush around his pounding flesh. As her orgasm subsided, Erin watched the man on top of her. He kept staring at her, never taking his eyes from hers. It made her feel small and submissive to have this man take her and use her as he was doing. She had no say in what was happening. She didn't even have the option of co-operating with him. His pace started to pick up, his thrusting became deeper if possible, more demanding, needier. Erin's pussy gripped him tighter. She was lost to herself now. All she wanted, all she needed was to please him. She no longer cared about what she wanted, no longer cared what he did after he was finished with her. She knew on one level that if she pleased him he might let her go when he was done, but she was beyond that now. She wanted to please him for a reason that would disturb herself if she truly took the time to think about it. Just as his body stiffened, his hard cock deep inside her soaked pussy, Erin wrapped her legs around the man as well as she could and tried to pull him deeper inside. The motion caused her nipples to send fiery bolt of pain through her body, through her stomach and all the way to her clit. She came as she felt his cock jerking inside her, shooting its load up deep into her pussy. Another orgasm rocked her own body. The man pounded painfully as he grunted and then pulled out. With his camera he took pictures of her open and ravaged pussy, capturing his cum as it leaked from her red and swollen cunt. With two fingers he roughly finger-banged Erin and then shoved them into her mouth. Erin sucked and licked them without thought. She was beyond thought now, in a place that required only blind obedience to the man controlling her. He reached down and unclipped the alligator clips from her nipples and then spooned more of his cum from her pussy into her mouth. The man turned from Erin when she finished cleaning his digits and untied her right leg. Pulling it up, he pushed it towards the drivers side seat. Erin bit her lip as he did so, her leg burning from the awkward angle. She felt as if he was trying to crack her in half like a wishbone. She watched as he tied her foot to the seat and then turned to untie her left foot. He did the same to her left foot and Erin was glad as the position was slightly more comfortable than the one she had found herself in moments before. She was still stretched out but now bent in half. Her legs were extended towards the front, making a V-shape over her head. Her ass was up in the air and her nipples throbbed as the blood slowly returned to them, bringing with it renewed feeling. She felt a little claustrophobic bent in half as she was but she kept silent. The man stood and turned to walk to the back of the van. Erin lost sight of him for several seconds but she could hear him digging through a bag looking for something. Unable to see what was happening Erin concentrated on not freaking out. She could hear continued movement from the back and then the man appeared back in her line of sight. He knelt near her ass, his cock resting on her overcharged pussy. Lifting his hand the man took what was in it and slid it deep into her pussy. Erin watched as the large flesh coloured dildo was pushed deeply in and out of her cum filled cunt. A part of it rested against her sensitive clit and the man stopped his thrusting of the dildo and turned it on. Groaning with pleasure Erin tried to keep still as the man backed away a bit. Suddenly something hard and unyielding struck her ass hard. Biting her lip to keep from screaming, Erin closed her eyes. The object struck her repeatedly, though without any regularity. With no pattern to the beating her ass was receiving Erin couldn't brace herself for the strikes that she knew were coming. The position she was in made it difficult if not impossible to see when she was going to be hit. Almost as suddenly as it started, the beating stopped. Erin had tears running from her eyes. The pain from her asscheeks mingled with the pleasure coming from her pussy, she couldn't tell where one started and the other ended. The man came forward again but he gently rubbed her red and warm ass as Erin lay there crying. When she felt the tip of his hard cock press against her asshole her eyes opened wide. She had never allowed anyone in there before. She felt full enough from the fake cock in her pussy and as the man worked his slick cock up into her ass Erin felt as if she would split in two. Finally after what seemed to be hours she felt his balls on her skin and knew he had worked himself all the way in. The Van It's a lazy afternoon, not much going on. The kids are in school, and we don't really have anything special planned. You suggest the idea of going out for a drive, to take in some of the mountain scenery and enjoy the day. I readily agree, and so we begin our preparations. I fix us a light snack of cheese and French bread, adding a bottle of wine to wash it down. All this goes into a picnic basket, along with a knife and two glasses. I put the basket in the back of our van, and you toss in a big blanket as well, with a sly little grin. Then we climb in and begin our drive. We drive through town first, but finally begin ascending the winding road up into the mountains. The houses are so pretty, and the view becomes more and more spectacular. As we drive, we converse pleasantly about many different things, and your sharp wit and dry humor make me laugh often. You always smile when I laugh, I think you like my laugh. Soon we find a beautiful spot to enjoy the view, so we stop and open the basket. We nibble on the bread and cheese, and toast each other with a small glass of wine. The radio is set to our favorite station, so the comfortable silences are filled with mellow music. Soon we decide to continue on our way, packing up the basket. We drive on for a while, still conversing comfortably. I reach over and begin to massage the back of your neck, and we both take a small sensual pleasure in this contact. Our talk becomes peppered with subtle innuendos, and I can feel a certain heat building between us. As I glance down at your lap, the bulge growing in your pants tells me you feel it too. This is really all the encouragement I need, and I slowly undo the top buttons of my blouse, knowing that you're watching out of the corner of your eye as you drive. A peek of black lace now shows under my blouse, and my hand drops to your knee, slowly sliding up your thigh, and back down, rubbing and teasing, just barely brushing your noticeable hardness. Now I get up and move to the back of the van, so that only you can see me as you watch in the rearview mirror. I unbutton my blouse all the way and slowly slip it off my shoulders to reveal a black lace bodysuit underneath. As I begin to unfasten my jeans, you are frantically searching for a secluded place to park. Finally you find a dirt road and a clearing in the woods. Very private. You stop the van and join me in the back, where I'm now wearing only the lace bodysuit. We spread out the blanket on the floor of the van, and kneel facing each other. You embrace me tightly, and my arms wrap around your neck, stroking your hair as you lean in for a kiss. Soft at first, then more demanding. Our lips part and tongues begin to dance together. I break the kiss just long enough to slip your shirt over your head, and I let my hands roam over your shoulders, back and chest. My fingers tease your nipples as we continue passionately kissing, then my hand naturally goes to the hardness I noticed earlier. I rub you through your jeans, and a small moan escapes your lips. I unzip them, and push them down out of the way, along with your briefs. My hands gently push on your shoulders, forcing you to lie back on the blanket. I tug off your pants and stretch out beside you. My tongue teases your nipples as my hand strokes and fondles your manhood, feeling it stiffen and grow. I cup your balls, gently playing with them too. Now my lips begin sliding down your chest to your stomach, tonguing your navel. My hair brushes your cock as I move to kiss, lick and nibble your inner thighs. Finally my tongue finds your balls, swirling gently over them, and that spot just underneath them that is so sensitive you twitch when I lick there. My tongue travels slowly and lovingly up the length of your shaft, and flicks over the tip, tasting the drops of precum that formed there. Then running my tongue back down the underside. My fingers tickle your balls as I suck the head into my mouth, still teasing the tip with light tongue flickers, making you gasp a little. I wrap my hand around your shaft, stroking up and down as I suck on the head. I feel you swelling in my mouth, dribbling precum onto my tongue. It tastes so sweet. In an unexpected motion, I suddenly engulf you in my mouth, sucking your hard cock in right to the base. This makes you moan loudly, and gasp with pleasure. My warm wet mouth slides up and down, sucking, loving the feel of you against my tongue, the taste of you. Your hips start thrusting up to meet me. You're moaning. I hear you whispering "That's it, baby". Your cock is swelling, and as I sense you getting close to orgasm, I suck harder and faster. I also cup your balls, playing with them, and allow one finger to circle and probe your ass, gently pushing at the hole, but not penetrating it. This makes you groan even louder, and with a sudden thrust of your hips I feel your hot cum hit my throat. I swallow every drop, still sucking and holding you in my mouth until you stop twitching. Then I move up beside you again, and you wrap your arms around me and kiss me, sharing the taste of yourself. Once you have caught your breath, you give me a huge, wicked grin. You lean over to nibble my earlobe, and whisper "Now it's YOUR turn!" The windows of the van are already steamed up from the heat of our breath and our bodies. You have a satisfied smile on your face, and a wicked look in your eye that makes my heart skip a beat. Remembering that there's still some wine left in the picnic basket, you reach over to retrieve it and place it within easy reach. Pushing me back onto the blanket, you cover me with your body and stare down into my eyes, holding my wrists above my head. You slowly lean down to kiss my cheek, moving to my ear, then my neck, sending shivers through me. Finally you move to my mouth, and devour me with a passionate kiss, lingering and enjoying for several minutes. As we kiss, your hand slides down to cup my breast, lightly brushing the nipple and causing it to stiffen under the lace. Your hand continues its journey, caressing my hip and thigh. Then you slowly slip the strap of my bodysuit down, exposing my breast but not touching it yet. You move so you can do the same to the strap on the other side, baring the other breast. You tease, nibble, and lick both my ears and my neck, making me moan with pleasure. Kissing your way down between my breasts, you take the top of the bodysuit in your teeth and tug it down, down and finally off altogether. Your teasing is driving me wild, and I look at you with passion and longing, wanting to feel your lips and tongue all over me. Now that I'm naked, you reach over for the wine bottle and lower the cold glass to my bare breast, watching me with a little smile, waiting for my reaction. As it touches my nipple, I jump a bit and let out a little moan. You repeat this on the other breast and are pleased to see the nipples stiffen. Now you open the bottle, and tip it over my breasts, allowing a little wine to dribble over them. You move quickly to lick it up, and finally my nipples are satisfied to feel your tongue licking and massaging them. They harden even more, and you suck them into your mouth, alternating one to the other, and gently biting. Your hand moves to caress my inner thighs and my stomach as your lips begin moving down my body. As your tongue teases my navel, your fingers find my hot, wet slit and I moan as you very lightly rub my clit. You increase the pressure a bit, causing me to arch my back. You slowly slide a finger into my tight pussy, then two, circling and caressing my inner walls. You bring the fingers to your mouth and slowly suck the juices off them while looking into my eyes. "You taste so good," you tell me. Now your head ducks down between my legs, and you begin kissing my inner thighs as you reach again for the wine bottle. You spill some wine over my shaved pubic area and quickly follow with your tongue. You lick my outer pussy lips thoroughly, running your tongue up and down my slit, and finally slipping it between to taste my juices. You part my lips with your fingers, so you can have easy access to the tender pearl inside, which is already hard. You gently circle and flick the clit with your tongue, making me squirm and moan. Now increasing the pressure, you begin to suck on it and at the same time put two fingers inside me, deep inside, rubbing the g-spot. This drives me over the edge, and I thrust up against you, moaning loudly as I explode in my first orgasm. You continue fingering and licking until I calm down a bit. The taste of me, and my obvious pleasure and excitement, have made you so hot that your cock is hard again, as I notice when you move back up on top of me. We kiss, and I can taste myself and a faint taste of wine as our tongues intertwine again. I feel your hardness against me, and I whisper in your ear "I want your hard cock inside me baby". You respond by moaning in my ear "I'm gonna fuck you so good." With that, I reach down and guide your hot rod to my steaming hole and you slide in slow and easy, letting me feel every inch. We both groan with the pleasure of it, and you begin moving with slow, deliberate strokes, looking into my eyes. My legs spread wider and up, allowing deeper penetration, and at this angle your shaft rubs my clit on every stroke. My pussy is so tight and wet, you start moving faster and lean down to suck on my erect nipples as you fuck me. We are both building to an exquisite explosion, and I tell you "Harder, baby, faster, please!" With that you start pounding deeply, hitting the sweet spot with every thrust and making me almost scream with pleasure. I feel you swelling inside me, and my hips are arching up to meet your every pump. You are groaning in ecstasy, and just as I start to cum I feel you shudder and your hot seed fills me up. My muscles spasm and clench at your cock, milking every drop. Such indescribable release, we are both moaning and gasping as our orgasms subside slowly. You collapse on top of me, and I love this feeling of ultimate closeness. We hold each other, kissing and catching our breath with you still inside me. We smile at each other with great satisfaction and prepare for the ride home. The Van Mindy was walking home at 3 am from her job at the local college hang out. She was a waitress at the Fire and Ice bar. She always wore her shortest skirt and a skimpy top. That was the way she made her money. Tits and ass mean big tips. Her curvy body got her a lot of attention. Her shapely ass and big DD tits got lots of looks. She was used to the drunken college guys grab-assing her all the time. She always walked through the alley three blocks down as a short cut to her apartment. She has taken this route every night for the past year, since she has been working there. As she was about to take her cut through, when a van screeches to a stop and two people grab her and pull her into the van. They speed off. While she is in the van two men hold her down and tape her mouth. They also tie her arms and legs so she can't move. Mindy is scared and keeps trying to get free from her restraints. But no luck. After driving for what feels like forever, the van stops. She sees the two men open the door and they pull her out buy her long blonde hair. Mindy screams a muffled scream from the pain. She is pulled to her knees and the first guy says, "Don't move, and you won't get hurt!" She looks up and sees three guys. The first guy who told her not to move is about 6 foot tall about 200 pounds and has blonde hair. The second guy is a little shorter and about the same build with brown hair.. The third guy is a tall black guy. He is the tallest and looks like he is in good shape. Mindy has know idea what they are going to do to her. Are they going to kill her? She doesn't know. All three men are huddled together talking. She can't hear what they are saying from her sobs. The first guy, the one who spoke to her says, "Look what we got her guys. A scared big tittied cock tease. We have been watching you. You ware those "come on and fuck me outfits" everyday. You look so surprised that some thing like this would happen. You shouldn't be. With the shit you ware, it should have happened a long time ago." Brown haired guy walks over and says, "If I take this tape off of your mouth and you scream, you might regret it." With that he rips the tape off. Mindy says, "What do you want from me?" Brown haired guy," Shut the fuck up bitch! What the fuck do you think we want?" "Are you going to do to me?" "After we are done with you, you will be willing to do whatever we want." The blonde haired guy rips her skimpy top down around her waist, exposing her 42DD tits. Then he says, "Holy shit! Get a look at those tits! Look at those big fat nipples! They look good enough to eat." Her nipples get hard from the cold breeze. When her nipples get hard, her pussy gets wet. The blonde haired guy reaches down and pinches and pulls on her already hard nipple. She is already trying to fight the excitement of her wet pussy. She loves it when her nipples get pulled on. She looks over and sees the black guy just rubbing the bulge in his pants and watching what the other two are doing to her. Before she knows it, the brown haired guy grabs her face and says, "Open your mouth bitch and suck this cock. If you bite my cock, I will kill you!" Mindy closes her eyes and opens her mouth. She tries to take her mind to a place that isn't where she is at. Brown haired guy puts his cock in her mouth. Mindy closes her mouth and starts to suck. She is trying not to give a blow job like she normally would. She has been known for her great deep throat blow jobs. As she is sucking his cock, the blonde haired guy plays with her big tits. He sucks on them and pulls on her nipples. Her pussy is getting really wet by now. She can feel the juices dripping down her leg. She loves sucking cock and having her tits played with at the same time. Brown haired guy wraps his hand in her hair and tries to get her to go farther down on his cock. Mindy tries not to let him, but with out her hands she has no choice. He finally gets his cock all the way in the back of her throat. Mindy can feel that he is about 6 or 7 inches since she isn't gaging. He starts to fuck her face. She can feel his balls smacking her chin and is trying not to like it. He says, "Look up at me bitch! Suck that cock! Fucking suck it! You like sucking my cock don't you? You love having a dick in your mouth. Yeah keep sucking! Oh yeah! Your going to swallow what I give you to swallow!" Just then, he shots his hot wad of cum down her throat. She loved every minute of it. She knows she is a cock whore and can't help it. The blonde haired guy is taking the tape off of her hands and feet and stands her up. He pushes her against a tree. He puts one hand around her throat and with the other hand he has a hand full of her big tit. He sucks and bits her nipple. He reaches under her short skirt and rips her lacy thong off. Then the Brown haired guy walks over and pulls her skirt off exposing her pussy for all to see. Blonde haired guy and Brown haired guy stare at her bald pussy. Blonde haired guy says, "Look at the pussy! It looks good enough to eat!" Brown haired guy takes over where the Blonde haired guy left off. The Blonde haired guy goes down to his knees right in front of her pussy. He opens her freshly waxed pussy lips and licks the length of her bright pink slit. In the corner of her eye she sees the black guy rubbing his cock through is pants still. She is starting to think he is the one who put the other up to this rape. Blonde haired guy finds her clit and starts to lick and suck on it. He sticks his finger in her pussy and fingers her. With her pussy being licked and her tits being sucked on, it's only a matter of time before she cums. She is trying to fight it as much as she can. But with the sucking on her clit and the finger fucking she cums all over his hand. He licks his hand and sucks up the rest of her pussy juice. He says, "That is the sweetest pussy I have ever ate. You should have a taste." He said this looking at his black friend. The black guy says, "Not right now, you guys have your fun first." Blonde haired guy unzipped his pants and pulls out his dick. She can't see the size of it but feels every inch, when he rams it in her soaking wet pussy. He grabs both of her legs and puts them around his waist and fucks her against the tree. Mindy can feel that he is about 7 or 8 inches and very thick. Her pussy feels like it is being ripped. He grabs her hair and pulls on it. He says, "You like this cock in your pussy fucking you, don't you? It feels good in that tight pussy of yours. I'm going to make you cum all over my dick and then your going to suck it clean." Mindy lets out a scream as she cums all over his cock. She was doing a pretty good job of fighting her orgasm until he started to talk dirty to her. He pulls out his cock and pushes her to her knees. He tells her to open her mouth and she obeys. Blonde haired guy jams his cock in her mouth. He says, "Now suck my cock like your life depends on it!" She still doesn't know if they are going to kill her or not so she listens. She sucks on his cock as hard as she can. She takes all of his cock in her mouth and licks his balls with her tongue. Mindy takes her hand and rubs his balls. Blonde haired guy puts his hand on the back of her head and fucks her face like his friend did earlier. While she is sucking his cock, she feels a hand on her ass. She feels the hand lift her into the doggy style position. Mindy keeps on sucking the hell out of his cock. All of a sudden she feels a tongue licking her pussy. She takes her mouth off of his cock and looks to see the black guy is the one licking her pussy. Mindy returns trying to give Blonde hair guy the best blow job of his life. She knows she is doing a good job from all of the moans coming from him. The black guy sucks and licks at her pussy. Mindy is almost ready to cum again. Then he starts to lick her asshole. It startles her but she can't move with Blonde haired guy holding her face so close on his cock. Mindy feels the black guy licking and sucking on her tight little hole. The black guy switches back to her pussy. She starts to moan her self. Once she started moaning, the Blonde haired guy says," Oh yeah. That's it!" He shots his load down her throat and swallows it all with out spilling a drop. Just then she feels a finger going into her tight little asshole. Mindy has never had a finger or a dick in that hole before. She wasn't sure if she liked it or not. The black guy started to finger her ass and vibrate his tongue over her clit. Before she knew it she was moaning and bucking her ass and pussy. Mindy let out a load scream and she was cuming all over his face. The black guy said, "Well I think we have a ass slut. She just loved me playing with that big ass of hers." As she was laying with her ass up in the air, she heard the sound of a zipper. Mindy knew it was the black guys turn with her. She could see the other two guys sitting and watching her. As she was watching the other two guys she felt a sharp pain in her cunt. It felt like her pussy was going to get ripped in two. The black guy was ramming her with his big fat cock. He had both of his hands on her ass pulling her towards him as he was ramming her. Mindy cried out from the pain. Then he said, "You think this hurts now just wait till I fuck that big white ass of yours." Mindy could feel that he was stretching her pussy. She knew her pussy would never be the same again. He pulled his big cock out of her and told her to suck on it. His cock was so big it was hard for her to get her mouth around it. Mindy tried to get as much of that big black cock in her mouth as she could. She has never sucked or even fucked a black guy before. The black guy was enjoying fucking her mouth. He said, "You like this big black dick. You love this big black dick. So suck it like you love it!" With that she tried to suck all 10 inches of his cock down her throat. She had droll running down her chin. The more he pushed, the more cock went in her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head and jammed more cock down her throat. Mindy started moaning again on his big dick. She started to rub her clit to get her self to cum. Mindy put both of her hands on his ass and was gaging her self on his cock. She loved sucking on his black cock. She couldn't get enough of it. He knew he would cum soon. She was a dick sucking whore and he loved that. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and got behind her. He licked and sucked on her pussy and tight little rose bud. She didn't even know that she had even said, "Oh yes! Suck my tight little asshole! Lick that ass!" She could see the other two guys standing right in front of her with their cocks out jerking them. She liked watching guys jerk off. It turned her on. While she was watching them, she felt a sharp pain in her ass. The black guy had stuck his big fat cock in her tiny ass. He went easy at first. But as she got used to it he rammed it as hard as he could. Mindy loved having her ass fucked. She played with her cunt and pulled on her big nipples. She heard the black guy say, "Do you like this big black cock in your ass? I'm going to fuck your ass good you big titty white bitch. Yeah, take that black cock in you ass!" That got Mindy excited. She said, "Yes! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass good with that big fat cock of yours! Mmm, yeah! Rip my ass open! Yessss! Fuck my tight white ass! I want you to fuck my ass so good, I don't want to walk! Fuck my ass with all you got!" "Oh I'm going to fuck that ass good. Ain't nobody going to fuck your ass like I can. I'm going to pound that ass right!" Mindy yelled that she wanted a cock in her pussy and one in her mouth. So Blonde haired guy laid down on the ground and she slid her dripping wet pussy down on his cock. The black guy put is big cock back in her ass. The Brown haired guy stuck his cock in her mouth. She could feel her body full of cock and she loved it. Mindy had the biggest orgasm of her life. Her scream could be heard for miles. After she had cummed all over the Blonde haired guy she wanted them to shot their cum all over her body. She got on her knees and started to rub her pussy with one hand and pulled on her nipples with the other, waiting with and open mouth for their loads. All three of them jerked their cocks off onto her tits, face and hair. She licked her self as clean as she could. She put her clothes back on and got back into the van. The three guys drove her back to the city and dropped her off at her apartment. As she was walking up the stairs, she said," We should all do this again. It was fun." The Van Caroline was having an off day. What was supposed to be a nice relaxing day at the beach was turning into a series of misadventures. She had an argument with Andrew and he'd gone off in a huff. Now she was stuck here until came back. She couldn't even change until he got back because her clothes were in the car. She'd somehow managed to lose her purse and didn't have any money, and she was hot and thirsty. She'd seen some creep eyeing her off earlier, and now every time she turned around there he was, somewhere in the area and seeming to keep one eye on her. Maybe she was being paranoid. She sighed. There was nothing she could do until Andrew turned up. She could only wait by the car and fume and think of things to tell the inconsiderate boor. At the end of the row was a van. Quite a nice van, bright green in colour. She could hear the faint sound of music from it, but once, when the owner had got out, the music had seemed excessively loud. He must have installed good sound-proofing, which was unusual. Owners of vans like that generally let the music pour out, careless of who they disturbed. Looking around she saw that man again. Now he was in the car-park, and she was sure he was watching her. Nervously, she found herself wishing that she was wearing more than a tiny bikini. Damn Andrew. She wished he'd get back. She turned away, trying to ignore him. Then a voice said "You wouldn't be Caroline, would you?" She turned to see who was addressing her. A nice normal looking man, somehow familiar. "Ah, yes, I am," she said. "Who are you?" "I thought you were," came the reply. "Caroline, age twenty, according to your driver's license, which is in your purse together with about fifty dollars and a couple of bank cards." At Caroline's startled look the young man grinned. "I found your purse," he said. "It's in my van," nodding to the van at the end of the row. That's why he seemed familiar, realised Caroline. She'd seen him get out of the van a few moments ago. "That's a relief," Caroline told him. "I was dreading having to cancel all my cards and things and get new ones." "You can be lucky, sometimes," said the man. "I'm Tommy, by the way. Why don't we just wander over to the van and I'll dig out that purse." As they walked towards the van, Caroline saw Tommy casting several glances towards the man who she thought might have been following her. "Do you know him?" she asked, curious. "I had the funny feeling that he might have been following me." "Well, he's wandering away now," Tommy said. "I don't actually know him, but I have seen him hanging around the car park several times, watching single girls. He's not exactly dressed for the beach, either. I suggest you avoid him." Caroline sighed. "I have to stick around the car park until my brother gets back. We had an argument earlier and he went off with some of his mates, but he didn't leave me the keys, the selfish pig." Tommy laughed. "You can't depend on brothers, I guess. They tend to see sisters as pests that get in their way at times. Don't worry about that character too much. He's probably harmless." Arriving at the van Tommy unlocked the rear doors and flung them open. A wall of sound seemed to jump out at them, but Tommy flicked a switch by the door and shut it off. "I forgot that I'd left that on," he said with a laugh. "Hmm, purse, purse, where did I put the purse? Ah, there it is." Tommy stepped up into the van, returning seconds later with a purse. "This yours?" he asked. "Yes," gloated Caroline, taking it. Flicking it open she saw her license, credit cards and cash. "Thank you, thank you, thank you." "You're welcome," laughed Tommy. "It's not as though I haven't lost a wallet in my time and been tearing my hair out trying to sort things out." "Well, thank you again," smiled Caroline. "I'm heading to the shop to get a coke. I'm dying of thirst." She turned to move away and faltered. That man was there again, standing over near the shop. Tommy followed her gaze. "Hmm. A suggestion." Indicating the open door of the van, he continued. "You will note that in my nice little van I have a nice little fridge. In that nice little fridge I have several cans of coke and several cans of beer. If you care to step inside for the nonce, I can offer you one, but if you're going to be driving I suggest that you stick to the coke." Caroline hesitated, then nodded. He seemed straightforward and he had found and returned her purse. She smile and thanked him. Tommy stepped back into the van and then held out a hand to help her up. Inside was a sound system against the far wall, a small fridge under a bench on one side and a seat along the other wall. There was also some very nice carpet on the floor. Tommy opened the fridge, queried "coke?" and took out a couple of cans at her nod. "Glass or straw," he asked, but Caroline shook her head. She heard a creak and, looking at the rear of the van, saw the back door slowly swinging closed. Before she could say anything she heard Tommy mutter under his breath and reach over to push the door wide again. "For some reason," he grumbled, "the door catch on that door doesn't. Catch, that is. I've had the wind slam the stupid thing closed in my face at times. It's most disconcerting." Caroline smiled. "There are always little problems, she said. "I'm sure you'll soon sort it out." Caroline sat back and relaxed, enjoying the coke. She had needed that. After a few minutes of idle chatter she thanked Tommy, saying she'd better go and wait for her brother. Tommy nodded, and indicated that she should precede him to the door. Caroline rose, pleased that the van was tall enough that she could almost stand. Starting to move towards the door she saw it suddenly swing towards her and slam closed. She started, and then laughed. "I see what you mean about the wind blowing it suddenly shut," she said. "It's a pest," agreed Tommy, "but it does have its uses as a distraction," he added, as he deftly pulled her bikini bottom down. Caroline yelped in fright. "What do you think you're doing?" she demanded, reaching down for the bottoms. "Taking off your bikini," came the answer, as deft fingers unclipped her top, while a foot prevented her pulling up the bottom. "You idiot," raged Caroline. "You can't just go and do things like that." "Idiot yourself," retorted Tommy. "It's a lot easier to rape you once your bikini is off. It's much easier if you can get it off the girl before she realises." "What?" said Caroline, incredulously. "You'll never get away with it. All I have to do is scream and people will come running." "You did notice the superb sound system and the even better sound proofing didn't you?" said a smiling Tommy, admiring the figure that Caroline was trying to cover. "Well, I have no objection to jumping out and screaming," snapped Caroline, reaching for the door handle, and finding none. Tommy sighed. "That's another problem with this van. The rear door handle falls off. I'll have to dig it up before I can open the door." Caroline stared at him, shocked. She was trapped, she realised. "What do you intend doing," she asked nervously. "I already told you," reminded Tommy. "I'm going to rape you. Are you going to relax, co-operate and let me have my wicked way, or are you going to resist?" Caroline glared at him. "There's no way I'm going to co-operate," she stated. Tommy grinned. "That's OK. I don't mind." Still smiling he reached down and pushed down his bathers, displaying his erection. Caroline waited, and when Tommy reached for her she struck. Or tried to. Tommy seemed to just catch her wrist as she swung at him, and then to catch the other just as easily. He seemed to give a twist and suddenly Caroline found herself lying on the floor of the van with Tommy lying alongside her, holding her hands above her head with one of his. She struggled, but was quite firmly held while Tommy stroked her breasts, making appreciative sounds. She swore at him, which while it might have helped her injured sense of pride, was remarkably unhelpful in stopping him. She swore some more when Tommy's free hand wandered further down and started squeezing her pubic mound. Caroline clamped her legs together. If he wanted to part them, he was going to have to get both hands down there to pry them apart, and when he did she'd scratch his eyes out. Tommy grinned lazily at her, and moved so that one of his legs was lying between hers, putting a gentle pressure on them to part. Caroline glared, and pressed her legs harder together. Minutes passed while Caroline kept her legs tightly closed, with Tommy doing no more than sustain the gentle pressure of his knee against her. Caroline smiled grimly. As long as she held firm there was nothing he could do. Tommy continued to smile, continued to press lightly. Caroline found to her surprise that her legs were starting to tremble. She set them even tighter together. It's not as though Tommy was really trying to separate them. A few more minutes passed and to Caroline's dismay the trembling of her legs was increasing. Then to her shock, Tommy reached down with his free hand and easily moved her legs apart, letting him kneel between them. "It's an old trick" he told her. "Look up how a starfish opens an oyster. It's the same principle." Now Tommy was playing with her pussy, rubbing it and, easing her lips apart, he was sliding his fingers deep into her. Caroline struggled, but it was useless. She couldn't stop him touching her where and when he liked. Now he was lying on her, mouthing her breasts, and she could feel his erection pressing against her stomach. She tried to twist away from under him, while Tommy watched her with interest. "Time to advance this," he finally told her. "I don't have all day to amuse you, so we'd better get started." She swore at him some more, at which he just laughed. She could feel his hand down at her labia, tracing along the slit and finally separating her lips. His hips moved up, positioning his erection between the fingers holding her lips apart, and then he drove slowly down and in. Caroline gasped as she felt Tommy pushing in. To her fury, all the playing he had done had prepared her body nicely, and his cock slid smoothly down a slippery tunnel that seemed eager to receive him. Caroline sighed and relaxed. She'd done all she could to prevent him and he'd won. There was nothing more she could do but let him ride her. Tommy held his head up, watching Caroline, while he slowly started to move within her. She gasped as she felt her body respond, and then groaned in frustration as she felt her hips rising to meet him. Slowly they moved in unison, eagerly on Tommy's part, grudgingly on Caroline's, but in unison despite that, sending mutual messages of pleasure to each other's body. Carline almost wept as the sensations flooded up from her loins. How could something feel so good when you didn't want it to? She was panting now, thrusting hard against Tommy's plunging cock, desperately trying to take it fully into her, afraid that he'd stop before she was ready. Tommy took his time. His latest conquest was coming along nicely, and would climax soon. He got a real kick out of watching a girl enjoy herself under him, even though they had said no initially. It proved again that he was right and knew what was best for them. Finally feeling Caroline starting to come, Tommy pressed furiously home, letting himself spill deep within her. He idly wondered if there'd be a little Tommy come from this. Finished, and feeling very pleased with himself, Tommy drew away from Caroline. He smiled as he watched her get dressed. With her bikini on, Caroline turned to him. "Will you let me out now, please?" she demanded. Tommy reached up and pressed a button on the wall, and Caroline turned in surprise as the rear door automatically opened. "Remote controlled doors are very useful," said Tommy. Caroline moved towards the door. "I hope you realise that I'm going to report you for rape?" she said. "Be my guest," Tommy replied. "You're not the first woman I've raped and you won't be the last. You've no proof. I'll just say it was consensual. You won't even have any bruises to show, because I was very careful about how I handled you." "So you think that you can rape me and there's nothing I can do?" asked Caroline. "That's right. No witnesses, you're word against mine. I can even track you down and rape you again, but as long as I'm careful, you're out of luck." Tommy laughed at her. "I'll even make it easy for you. That man you were a bit wary of. He's a cop, trying to find a rapist who is active in the area. Why don't you have a chat with him." Tommy watched as Caroline flounced away, heading towards the shop. "Ah, yes. There was old Constable Plod. Good luck with him, sweetheart." Caroline approached the supposed cop. "Excuse me," she said politely. "Are you a policeman?" "I am," he replied, reaching into his pocket and producing his badge. "Can I help you? "Yes," Caroline replied. "That man over there next to the green van just assaulted me. I want to press charges." The officer looked towards Tommy and sighed. "Any witnesses?" he asked, not really expecting any. Caroline smiled grimly, and reached into her purse. "Does this count," she asked, taking out her smart-phone. "I recorded everything that took place, including his admission that he's a multiple rapist." The officer smiled, looking across at Tommy, who seemed to realise that something was going horribly wrong. He nodded. "That counts. That will indeed count."