Games I Played on the Way Home
By chunkydunk.
It was not until I had been doing this little after-work routine for quite some time that I noticed the street people, or bums, as most people call them, were numerous at this time of day. I quickly put two and two together. The street people eat early at the local free food service and then head over to the local shelter to try and get a bed before they run out for the night. Well, on the way home I cross right in their path. Working in the area, I recognize a lot of them by sight. So, I started this little game with myself. On Monday, I would NOT take off my bra but unbutton my blouse far enough that my bra was easily seen if anyone (the street people) cared to look.
On Tuesday, I would remove my bra and undo my shirt enough that they saw the cleavage. I would continue each day, letting them see more of me. On Friday, the bra was off, and the shirt was completely open so that they could see all the titty they wanted. With the sunroof open, it was like a spotlight shining right down on those perked-up tits. The shirt had to stay on if I saw a police car on my journey. I started realizing I was getting grins and occasionally a whistle or holler. It was kind of like giving them dessert on Friday night.
Some people had homes in the area but would eat at the local shelter to help make ends meet. In this area, they are either old or hooked on something, which is all they can afford. The way I drove changed a little so that I could give my little dessert to more of them. I kept this up all summer until one evening, I left later than normal. But it was Friday, and I was glad to be out of the office for the weekend.
I was surprised to see some of them still milling around even though I was coming a little later. One whistled, and I grinned at him and kept on going. A block up, another one whistled, and I smiled and waved. On the next stop sign there were a few crossing the street. They were hollering at me when one guy ran up from behind my car and, with a knife, stuck it to my throat and told me to put it in the park and get out. I couldn’t speed off with many of them in front of my car. Oh no- I was being carjacked! Or so I thought. I quickly put it in the park and opened the door, ready to run. More guys came around. Everything happened so quickly. One jumped into my car and I heard the tires squeal as it went around the corner.
I was quickly grabbed and pulled between some houses. These guys surrounded me, and I could not see much. Of course, I was scared out of my mind. This is the part of town where you hear about murders; normally, it is just news on the TV. You shrug it off as a drug deal or gang thing. Well, this time, I feared it would be my life. What would people say, maybe drugs that anyone knew of? Maybe I was hiring a prostitute—but I would never do anything like that. I am not that kind of person. What would they say when they found my body? All this was running through my head as I was being pushed and pulled between the houses and into an unattached garage. The side door to the garage was painted over so that I could see very little.
I was shoved down on an old couch that smelled bad. These guys were hovering around me and talking while almost drooling on my boobs. Then the one with the knife spoke up and said I was going to get what I had coming to me. This scared me because he was rolling that knife in his fingers as he talked. A couple of the guys pulled off my shirt, and I felt hands groping me from all around. I don’t know how many of them were, but it seemed like a lot. They used the knife and cut my slacks off of me, and I was spread out on that couch with nothing but my panties on.
A light came on about that time, and one of the guys was stripping down. He quickly was upon me, kissing me and rubbing my cunt like there was no tomorrow. I heard his pals egging him on, and it didn’t take him long to get my undies off and stick me with his dick. I was scared to move, and there was no foreplay with this guy. Little did I realize how wet I was inside from the little game I played on the way home from work? I was thankful that I was wet so that he was not dry fucking me. It did not take him long to get his rocks off, with all his pals cheering for him. As soon as he came, another one was on top of me. As he was biting on my nipples and finger fucking me, we were moved in unison onto an old coffee table right next to the couch.
I could not figure out what was going on. It didn’t take long to find out. About the time this guy inserted his hard dick in me, another guy was shoving his dick in my mouth. He slapped me and told me to “suck it bitch”. You can only imagine the thought going through my mind as I started sucking on this eager little prick. The guy fucking me knew what he was doing; I was feeling horny and was bucking back with him. I was losing myself in this trio thing we had going on. Just as I was about to cum, my fucker guy pulled out. I thought, what the hell; I knew he hadn’t cum yet. Then I felt hands rolling me on my side and my legs being spread apart. What the hey!
Then I felt them putting something on my asshole. Oh no! I was getting butt fucked! A finger slid some slippery stuff in my ass as I let go of the dick I was sucking and let out a loud gasp. He started finger fucking my ass, and the next thing I knew, someone was pushing the head of their dick at my ass door. It was going to hurt. I was trying not to tense up, but it hurt anyway. He forced the head of his dick right into my back door. OOHHHH, it hurt so bad! I was tensed up and was trying just to breathe. Then the guy that was fucking me re-inserted in the front and went to town on me.
I was in a daze. I had never been fucked in both holes at once! Well, I broke my record when the guy at my head grabbed me by the hair and forced me to take him in my mouth again. My insides were hurting so badly, but at the same time, I wanted more. It did not take long for me to cum, and these guys just kept on pounding me. I was building up to cum again when the guys started cumming. I was close to a peak when another set of guys started in on me. I was fucked, pinched, and prodded in every hole. Some of them were gentle, and some liked slapping at me. My tits and butt were so red.
It seemed like hours before these guys stopped abusing my body. I hate to admit I enjoyed cumming again and again. I don’t know what time it was when they tied me up to a rafter. My arms were above my head, and my feet barely touched the floor. I was gagged so that no one would hear me when they left. I heard talk of them going on a beer run. They just left me there all tied up and dripping bucket loads of cum out of me. I did not know how I could get lost. I tried to swing myself, hoping the rope would break, but it did not happen.
It was not long before they all came back. They, of course, had already been drinking and brought more friends with them. I did not know what to do. I thought nothing of it that a couple of their friends had dogs with them. They were just out to party on a Friday night. Well, the guys were sitting around laughing about my predicament and pouring beer down my throat and all over my body. Of course, it caught the dog’s attention with the beer dribbling off of me.
The next thing I knew, one of the dogs was sniffing my crotch. My arms were tied up tight, and I couldn’t do anything about it. I couldn’t yell with the gag in my mouth. I was trying to kick at the dog when it got the guy’s attention. Oh no, I was not going to be kicking at his dog! With that, he and another guy came over and put ropes on my ankles, spread my legs apart, and tied them to a cabinet on one side and the coffee table on the other. There, take that bitch girl!
Once again, the dog goes right for my dripping pussy. It was electrifying to feel the hot doggy tongue on my pussy. Then that long tongue of his went on up into my pussy and was coming up the front of me over my clit. This excited my clit and excited the guys looking on. They were getting excited over watching this dog eat me out. I was going into a daze with that dog lapping away on my pussy. It is unlike any man ever going after it. I was not paying attention to what was going on around me.
I was in a world of just me and the dog. The next thing I knew was that my ropes were untied, and I was laid back down on that coffee table. I thought, oh no—here comes the fucking again. Well, I was right—kind of. They were tying me to the coffee table as the dog came up and was eating me out at a different angle. OOHHH, it was not going to take much more for me to cum. Before I knew what happened next, this dog was up over me, trying to stick me with his penis! I could not believe what I was seeing.
One of the guys reached down and helped the dog guide me into my already-filled cunt hole. I was in shock! I was being fucked by this big ole’ dog. What was going on? He was pounding away so fast that I could not move. It felt like he was getting deeper and deeper when I felt it. His knot was starting to swell. I was still gagged and could not holler out. This dog was going to lock up with me. What was I going to do? About that time, these partying guys noticed the knot and were cheering him on. And then it happened. His knot went in my pussy and did not come out. OOWWW, it was hurting. The dog pumped faster and faster.
The knot kept growing, and it was hurting. I was having orgasm after orgasm when, finally, I felt him shoot his load forcefully into my deepest well. OOHHHH, I was cumming with him. I was cumming with this dog. I was his bitch! OOHHH, it felt like he put hot cum in me forever. And then it was over. I was still shuttering from my last orgasm, and he was on top of my panting. I think he was smiling too. The next thing I know, he turned around and had his butt to me. The guys were all laughing when one of them suggested my butt needed to be to his also. They quickly untied me and turned me over. OH, that hurt so badly because that big knot was still buried deep in me. But they did it, and I was ass to ass with a dog. Then they got real quiet.
They were waiting for the dog to POP out of me, and sure enough, it took a few minutes, and he did. It was so sudden I felt like he sucked something out of me. Cum was just pouring out. The guys cheered me and poured beer down me until I passed out. I would wake up from time to time, and they would be eating me, poking and prodding me. I don’t know how many more times I got fucked that night, but it seemed like it went on forever.
When I next woke up, I was untied, and no one was around. I got up and had to pee like a racehorse. They had a bucket that they had me peeing in the night before. I peed and saw my car keys lying on the table. I thought, surely not! I could not find any clothes but did peek out and see my car in an alley behind the garage. What the heck?
I made a mad dash for my car and got out of there. I got home and got in a hot tub. My pussy was so sore I didn’t know if I would be able to walk for a week. As I soaked in the tub, my mind was just reeling with the events from the night before. Would I play my little game going home from work anymore? Time will tell.
The End.
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