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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Beth's Not So Virgin Anymore - 4 by BroRicard (address withheld) *** In this chapter, Beth finds herself tied to the hood of a vehicle on the highway, abused at a gas station, giving head to a guy in a rest stop and exposing herself to a hotel lobby full of businessmen expecting a continental breakfast. it ends with the beginning of her first encounter with a woman. (MF, nc, bi, oral, anal, exh) *** She came outside and was easily guided to lie on the hood. We tied her spread eagle to the hood, climbed back in as she started crying loudly and got on the highway. Several times we slowed to nearly a stop when I saw flash photos popping off. We got to the center of town and I exited. We pulled into the Sinclair station and parked at the farthest island from the store entrance. I left her tied as I fueled up the Jeep. When the pump clicked off, my new friend untied her and led her over near the pump and told her to get on her hands and knees. As she did, he took the gas nozzle, still dripping, and shoved it into her asshole. Her screaming got louder as he shoved the diesel nozzle in her pussy. I had to take a few pictures of this! After the pics were taken, we removed the nozzles and I sent her inside to pay. At about 3 am, it was just the clerk in the store and he watched the whole time she painfully walked into the store, holding a pair of 20's. As the store door opened, we each got in the Jeep. We both watched as the guy looked at her the whole time she was walking into the store, silver rings and weights glimmering in the light. She had gotten used to it by now and her swagger was a lot less exaggerated. The transaction looked like a normal one until the time it came for her to leave. A car full of kids pulled in, obviously fresh from a club and a night of partying. She opened the door and the catcalls started. She walked by and one got out an grabbed her arm. She spun around and asked them to just let her go. She was dirty, reeked of vodka and piss and was obviously distraught. For a second, I thought the guy cared. He walked her inside and chatted with the clerk. They walked out and he yelled to his friends that he would wash her up. Well, he came out about 10 minutes later and told the guys that they needed to go. They took off, and we walked to the men's room. We opened the door and saw she was kneeling over the toilet with a plunger sticking out of her pussy. A few clicks of the camera later and we walked in and yanked on the plunger until it came out. This time, a lot of flesh was seriously pulled outside of her. It looked gross, like her guts were coming out. Slowly we released the suction on her plunger and she returned back to a semi-normal looking state. She stood up and hugged me. She told me she loved me and she would forever make me happy, but this was getting to be too much. I assured her I would make it worthwhile and the her feelings for me were what kept me going. They were. I had grown to hate her for so many things. We dated for years, but she had her problems and everything bad in her life was worse than anything I had ever been through. And she was a pessimist. So even the good things were full of bad things. It was high time that I showed her "bad times". Walking out of a gas station bathroom in a (mostly) strange town, naked, fucked by God-knows-how-many men, while our boyfriend and someone pull a plunger out of your pussy... It doesn't get a whole lot lower than that. I felt for a second that I should give her a reprieve. It was her birthday after all. I tossed her the Jeep keys and told her that she was in charge. She had 20 minutes to drive to a place where she would find a guy to suck off. She made a face, and I told her that I would take the keys back and we would drive her somewhere to our liking, but she agreed. Nice girl. Like I said, a virgin when I met her, but no more. Now she was choosing the site of her random blowjob. At these early hours, only places like gas stations and Denny's are open. Except for rest stops. Almost to the town of Monument, there is a rest stop on the Southbound side. Well, she pulls in, just under the 20 minute mark. She parks the Jeep in the "Trucks Only" side of the stop and turns the engine off. The ride had been completely silent, but she knew she was getting closer to home, and I am sure that "home" meant safety to her at that point. I asked her to get busy finding her man, and she got out of the Jeep. We both got out, planning on re- adjusting our seating arrangements. I sat in the driver's seat, my accomplice in the passenger's. She walked over to the closest truck, a dark blue Wester Star, and banged on the door. What are the odds... A woman opened up the door and stood on the step. Standing next to the semi, rings through every piece of skin imaginable, weights dangling from most of them, we heard "Get the fuck away from me, you rest stop skank!" So Beth walked away over to the next truck. Well, the guy opened the door before she got the chance to knock...he had heard or seen the previous encounter. He reached for her hand and guided her naked body inside. Was I curious? Yes. Did I go watch? No. About 25 minutes later, I heard a door click open and she stepped out. She came walking over looking glum and knocked on the window. I rolled it down and asked her to prove that she sucked him off and didn't turn us in. She opened her mouth and it was full of cum. She swallowed and I reached behind me to open up the back door. She got in and I asked her how it went. She told me that he was hoping to find a guy in the bathroom to have fun with, but that this was MUCH better. He walked into the sleeper and undressed. She said she was going to suck him off like no other and he told her that his asshole needed cleaning first. Apparently he likes the rimjob, and Beth does not. That's OK. She did her duty, then he snapped a couple pictures. He told her to keep his cum in her mouth as long as she could, and she nodded. The rest, I have already explained. I asked her if she was OK, and then told her we were headed back to Denver to drop off our friend. You could almost hear her heart sink...we were driving farther from home, back to the town where it all started. She said OK and off we went. We got to the hotel about 40 minutes later and the sun was almost coming up. I told her to walk in with our friend and check us out of the hotel. She did exactly as I asked, and the guy thanked me. He gave me his cell number and told me he flew into Denver a couple times a year. He said he would love to coordinate our next Denver trip. I said I would call him. How could I not? I saw her walk in, then lost sight of her for about 10 minutes. By the time she came out, the sun was shining and people were starting to mill about. Continental breakfast? How about a naked, well-fucked 22-year old walking around with piercings and weights sounding off like wind chimes?!?! She came out and got into the Jeep. I told her that I loved her and was glad she and I were finally alone. She said the same. She asked that I never do some of those things again and told me that she knows she fucked several men without her knowledge, and that even the room service guy was part of my plan. I laughed and said that "several" began to explain the quantity. We drove silently south on I-25, until we reached the same rest stop. I told her to go apologize to the woman in the blue truck. I explained that she should do whatever it takes to make it all OK. She needed to explain that she was not a "rest stop skank". She looked at me, her eyes asking if I was serious. I widened my eyes and gently shook my head, as if I was asking if she was serious. She got out and walked over to the dark blue rig as I lowered the passenger window on the Jeep. She knocked on the door. "What the fuck do you want, you nasty-ass bitch?!", the trucker shouted. Beth explained that she was sorry, and she would do whatever it took to make it OK. The driver looked at her for a minute, looked around, then ducked inside the cab, motioning for her to come on it. She followed, looking at me for a second. The look? Terror. Beth had never done anything more than gently kiss another girl. She was in for some fun, I bet. End of Part 4 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 57