Sheryl The Slut {Part 7}

"We’ll lash you, so you don’t trick us anymore and tell us lies. We’ll do it here, cause you like to be screaming, but no one besides us will hear you here! So your screwed." Came Jermy's voice rather sinister.
They hooked the ropes under the roof over and under the metal rigging there, stretched them so my legs moved upwards, and fastened the ropes in that position. I was almost suspended with my legs wide open, only my head and my shoulders were on the floor. The floor was cold and slightly damp. My hands were fastened to something at the other side of the trailer. They examined me and satisfied, and then they got their belts out and began lashing me from both sides. At first their strikes were easy, but little by little they grew all excited and began lashing my buttocks and thighs quite hard. I began to squirm and bite down on my tongue as to not scream, bringing them a sadistic satisfaction.
"Beg us to fuck your asshole!" John yelled, it did not even sound like him anymore.
"C’mon beg, don’t be shy lil precious! We’ll lash you till you beg us to fuck you. John you’ll start on her!" Jermy was being taken away with the intense moment.
"Please, Jeremy, don’t, I can’t do it!" I started to whimper as the tears welled up in my eyes, my lower lip trembling in fear.
Another lash was an answer. For some reason the pain and shame aroused me. The sting seared into my buttocks, so much so that my breath rushed out in a an uncontrollable gasp.
"Let’s lash her cunt!" Came the gleeful retort from Jermy.
"Sure! We’ll lash her bitchy cunt. I know she wants it. John was no longer the man I used to know and love. He had changed with this new found vindictiveness.
The belt lashed my cunt again and again. There was a sudden rush of wet juice from me as I bucked against my bounds.
"Oooohh...." I exclaimed as a sudden rush of wonderful painful sensations ripped through me straight through my belly.
"She's had am orgasm and we haven't even touched all from the lashing," John said. "A real bitch! Now shall we show her what a dog she is?"
He approached dropping his pants I heard John's buckle from his belt clink to the floor as he knelt down, and with out warning shoved his cock into my wet hole.
Jeremy stopped lashing me, too. He too knelt down and now began to stroked my face with his dick. His cock hardened as the tip stroked my cheeks and pursed lips.
"Take it in your mouth! Use your tongue. It’ll help you when I fuck your ass!" Jermy exclaimed with a tone of warning to his voice as he shoved the tip inbetween my lips.
At that time John took his cock out of my cunt and tried to push it in my ass. I could not scream out as the burning tearing feeling rippled through me.
It entered easily, probably because I was excited, or maybe because I had been fucked there already, violated by that cop in the cell. I was being pushed to yet another violent climax, nonstop from the moment when they lashed my cunt. John fucked me balancing on the ropes his large hands wrapped tightly around the ropes. All the while Jermy holding my hips while he harshly pushed his huge cockk all the way up to my throat, holding my hair. Pulling my hair as he held my had imobile.
"I can’t take it anymore! Let’s switch." Groaned Jermy, the large head purple and throbbing.
They traded places and I froze in expectation. No, at that moment I wasn’t scared and I wanted Jeremy to fuck me. I was turning into that slut that they had being calling me. I tried to relax and let Jermy's huge cock inside my ass. And suddenly it happened. First his head slipped inside my greased depth. He froze for a second and continued pushing his dick deeper. I tightened up by reflex and could not control it.
"Wait, slut! Relax and you’ll like it." Jermy coaxed.
"I like it already, do it, fuck me please." I said it, but I did not even recognize my voice.
"Good lil precious! Just a little more…"
He pushed it all the way in and started moving carefully. John, who was watching us came to my face, knelt down over my head and placed his dick inside my mouth and started to fuck my mouth. He fucked me and didn’t let me suck, as usual; he fucked my mouth like as if it was my cunt. His head reached the back of my throat and flew back out of my half-opened lips to return in half a second. Barely giving me a chance to breath, I gagged.
Two men were fucking strangled me in the most indecent way, while I kept cumming because of all the shame and excitement. I moaned and trembled, shaking in their lustful rough hands.
They came together both men in a wetly grunt of male voices. John filled my mouth with hot sticky threads of his climax. Jeremy sat on the floor flat-out panting, as I felt the hot ebbing tide drip from my ass.
"At least unfasten me." I said in but a whimpering whisper.
"Ok, dear." John's voice had softened now as he nodded to Jermy to start untying me.
Jeremy unfastened the ropes and carefully put me on the floor in a rather gentle like manner as though I might break.
"Don’t lie on the floor – you’ll catch a cold." John drapped his shirt over my shoulders, as if on cue my teeth started to chatter.
"You’re so fucking good! How’s in your ass?" Came Jermy's voice, a distinctive calmness about him now.
"I loved it." I could not lie I indeed loved it, perhaps a little to much.
"I told you – you’ll like it, and you didn’t believe!" John laughed.
"I was scared." That was the truth, for most of it I was terrified beyond belief.
"In vain. That’s why we had to lash you…don’t be offended…" Jermy said as he twirled up the rope and looped it over a hook on the trailer wall.
"I’m not, I liked it......"

The End.

Sheryl The Slut {Part 6}

One, then two, and then even three fingers were inside me, and then he began turning them churning them inside, I felt ever knuckle.
"Well, whore, now I’ll fuck your pretty little ass! Whether you want me too or not." He hissed bent over me next to my right ear.
He pulled out his fingers and placed his dick against my asshole.
"Don’t stop me, let it in, you’ll love it!" It was a warning.
I was ready, but something didn’t work. He could not slide into me as easily as he thought. Suddenly my ass was burned with a lash.
C’mon bitch whore!" He lashed me again and again. His belt was all over my hips and thighs. Each lash lusciously stung as it connected with my fair alabaster skin.
"Are you ready now?" He growled as the length of his hard cock lay between the crack of my ass. He dropped the belt, I heard the buckle clink to the bare cement floor. He took my hips in his large callous hands and again started pushing his harden member inside me. Only now he changed his tactics. First he put it inside my cunt, moved a little, and as soon as I got excited he pushed it inside my asshole.
I screamed. The sound of my hoarse voice echoed in my head, shifting my current reality.
"Good, huh?" He got it all the way in and started moving.
I thought I was going to die, the searing pain, burned, but beneath the burn a firing ecstasy awoke inside me.
He grabbed my tits and pulled them, trying to get deeper inside me. Surprisingly it didn't hurt as much as I thought it was going to; I was so excited that my orgasms went one after one nonstop. I felt like the greedy whore I had been called all this night.
"Much better! I told you – you’ll love it. Now you try to move. Fuck my cock little whore." He hissed as his own passion was riding higher and higher.
He let me go and I tried to move towards his dick. I could not do it.
"No, please, I like the way you do it yourself." I begged softly, my eyes welling up with tears blearing out my world.
"As you wish, you asked for it. Spread you legs apart!" He gruffly snatched at my thighs forcing them further apart as I knelt before him.
He laid me face downwards, took his dick out and pushed it all the way in again, then more and more. He liked pushing it in and out, just poking the head in, he kept that harassment going. I began to enjoy it, too.
"Don’t you love when my head enters you ass, bitch?" He groaned.
"Yesssssssss..." I hissed out between clenched teeth.
"Then beg me to fuck your asshole!
-Yes, please, fuck my asshole!" He spoke with a tainted smirk on his lips.
"Good girl! Here’s some more!" His voice almost coaxing more of a reaction from me.
He came roughly, spanked my ass with his open hand and unfastened the handcuffs. And roughly withdrew his cock from my ass, the hard member bouncing as he stood up off the small bed.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you back to John." He smirked again almost evil like.
He brought me to the room where John and the other guy were drinking beer.
"How was it?" John said lifting his head up and turning in my direction.
"She is damn good. But she was so wet that I had to use her asshole! She enjoyed." He laughed now.
"You fucked her ass?" John cocked an eye brow, his face covered in a questioningly look.
"Of course!" He exclaimed rather smug about his conquest.
"She told us she doesn’t fuck in her ass." Jermy piped up.
"You need to know how to handle her." He laughed and bended me a little, turning my back towards them.
"I had to teach her a little with my belt. She liked it." He showed them the bright red welts across my bare ass, where his belt had laid it's mark. He spanked me again.
"Well lets go." There was something threatening in John's voice. As we left the small town police station. He walked me towards the semi and trailer.
"Can you believe it, Jeremy? She let them fuck her in her ass!" He said almost tainted with disgust, opening the door.
"Bad girl, why did you lie? We’ll have to punish you!" Jermy said as if thinking out loud.
"You’re damn right, officer lashed her and she had become as meek as a mouse." John said.
"No problem – we can do it, too! Open up the trailer!" Jermy said, the trailer attached to his truck, since our car was at the shop somewhere.
"Got you. Right behind you." Spoke John in a demeaning tone, make sure that Sheryl heard it quite plainly.
"What are you going to do?" I was scared. For the first time I actually thought that I had gone to far and well was going to be severely punished for that of my actions, even though IT was not my fault!
"We’ll show you exactly what a dirty little whore you are!" Jermy exclaimed loudly.
John took me to the trailer’s door. Shoving me uncermoniously forward through the opening of the double doors, only cracked open a portion so I could be shoved into it. More like tossed.
"Get in!" He bellowed at me.
His voice didn’t leave chance for objections, I fell forward onto my hands and knees, I whimpered as the sharp pain rang through my palms and knees as they skidded over the hard steal floor. They followed in after me. Jeremy found the light switch, turned on the light and I saw the inside of the huge refrigerator. But it was warm and empty there. They locked the door, got the rope that hung from a hook on the back of the left door and tied it to my legs.
"What are you going to do?" As again the tears welled up and spilled from my eyes...

Sheryl The Slut {Part 5}

"You want more? Well, suck it." An evil grin masked his face.
He unfastened his pants and put his flaccid cock inside my mouth. Jeremy turned me on my side and kept fucking me, while I wanted more and more. Jermy's action pushed my mouth over his cock, forcing my head to bob against the ever growing shaft.
"What took so long with that officer?" Jermy asked, between grunts.
"He wanted to join us. Asked how good she is." Came John's reply as he eyed his woman's mouth working over his cock."
"And you? What did he ask you?" John added.
"Nothing. I told him she’s cool. And was alright with being treated so." Jermy laughed pounding his cock into Sheryl.
"You’re damn right, she’s good fucker, I only regret about her ass…" He wanted so much to force his monster of a cock into her.
They talked and fucked me, it made my head spin their calm voices as I was used.
"Wanna more, huh?" Jeremy asked me sneering slightly.
"Oh yess!" Came my garbled reply.
"Well take her to the cops; let them get a piece of her, too!" John gaffed at her looking down at her.
Saying that he froze, and his body trembled, tightened up as his climax rode through his body, sending warm threads of his climax in my mouth, nearly choking me.
"Would you go Sheryl?" He tried to coax out of her.
"Don’t know…" I could barely speak as I swallowed the bitter sweetness of that of my husband.
Let’s go, you know you want more." John was eager to share her with the police as well, this was turning into one twisted contorted night.
I nodded my head timidly, aching for more. I couldn’t lie, I hardly controlled myself.
"Help me pull her out of the car Jermy, now."
"She is undressed!" Jermy exclaimed.
"You seriously think she needs her clothes there?" Came John's retort blatantly.
They carried me naked towards police station. Jermy had me tossed over his shoulder, my breasts squashed against his back, and my bare ass shining for all to see! I couldn’t believe it – being dressed only in shoes and stockings full of holes I was being carried by an absolute stranger to be fucked in police station. But I liked it the way it was, I wanted him to do whatever he wants. I wanted him to treat me like a whore. I was a whore.
We walked in just like it (I mean he brought me). I turned my head down of shame and humiliation, while he was holding my hands, so I couldn’t cover myself. I never felt so alive in my life.
"Oh you brought her, it’s nice to share?" Two young boys laughed as we walked into the small town police station.
"Take her to detention room, there is a trestle-bed, we’ll fuck her there!" Henry, open the door that led to the backroom.
As led us, constantly looking back and examining my body. I swear he was drooling, I ducked my head down in a showing of submissive behavior.
Those guys saw me as a body, a fuck toy-the body which was brought to them for fun and for fucking. At that moment that was perfect treatment for me. Henry opened the bars and let us in. John helped me in the narrow cell. He laid me on the trestle-bed and offered to strangle me. John was playing the part perfectly, I was actually frightened that he was serious.
"What, will she resist?" Came Henry's voice.
"No, she came on her own will, I think it’ll be more fun if she won’t be able to move, such bitches like to be helpless. You can even blindfold her!" John exclaimed in a gruff tone, smirking down at me.
"Let’s fasten her with handcuffs!" Came Henry's every excited reply to John's words.
They fastened my hands to a pipe along the wall and blindfolded me with my own stockings.
"The bitch’s ready, you can use her, anyway you like she won't know what hit her." John left and the bars clanged behind him.
Then everything was like a dream. The first one fucked me very fast. No forplay, nothing, he just shoved his cock into me pounding my cunt. He did not even taking his clothes off, he stuck his rock hard cock inside me again and again, moved couple of times and then came quick and violently. Probably he hadn’t had sex for a while. He got off me with a grunt, I could not see his face. He left and soon the second guy came. Now I wanted to scream, and as I did, someone, the other man perhaps shoved a cloth in my mouth. It tasted faintly like disinfectant.
I laid on the bad and could be guided only by sounds. A warm sticky rush was leaking from me in spite of the fact that I held my legs tight together. Since my hands were still fastened to the pipe there was not much I could do.
"Raise yourself a bit and kneel." The second man said, as he untied my hands and retied me back to the pipe so I could accomadate his order.
The second one wasn’t in hurry; he turned me and made me spread my legs. And ran his hand over my clit, prodding inside me with two fingers roughly.
"You are all wet! That’s no good; I’ll have to fuck your other hole!" He said in a growling low voice, edged with viciousness yet to come.
Ignoring my protests he slipped three fingers inside my cunt, pulled them out and began to probe my ass. I clenched my entire body as taunt as a guitar string, and then I started to whimper.
"C’mon, relax, bitch, you’ll like it." His other hand came down sharply against my bare ass and then he shoved me down like a dog-my arms slightly elevated infront of me....

Sheryl The Slut {Part 4}

"You like it? Take it inside your yearning cunt and prove yourself slut!" He said in a demeaning voice.
At that moment John spread my legs and stuck his cock inside me so hard that I moved forward and set against Jeremy. The momentary pain cascaded over to instant ecstasy as I moaned gratefully.
"Start sucking, and working that magical tongue bitch."He tried to push his cock inside my mouth, but then he took my head and did it himself forcing it in roughly. With all this going on I had to open my mouth so wide that my muscles hurt feeling my lips stretch. Jeremy had my hips in his rough and dirty hands and was now sticking his cock into me like a toy.
"You like to be fucked by two cocks lil' precious?" Came his growling tone.
"Aha." Was the only thing I could muster out; as the next moment I lost myself in approaching orgasm…
"Come on, fuck her properly, train her cunt, I’ll thrust into her later teaching a valuable lesson."
John accelerated and I was cumming together with him the contractions, tight and unforgiving took over, I almost lost consciousness.
"Let’s turn her on her back now." I heard, coming back to this insanity of reality.
They were twisting me like a doll a simple plaything, but I was just getting more and more excited because of such shameless humiliating treatment. It was something I have always yearned for secretly.
Jeremy spread and lifted my legs, and started pushing his hard member inside me showing me very little respect or gentleness. John served his dick to my mouth and said:
"Lick it clean, don’t be shy. You liked it, didn’t you? Such a fucking slut Sheryl are you not?"
"Yeah…" Came my weak reply.
I took his cock and touched it with my lips first and then that of my tongue. It tasted bitter, I could taste him and myself mingled together, this excited me more. Jeremy at that moment slowly, inch by inch, was pushing his monster inside me. I knew I was tight, so very tight feeling my hole stretch more and more. I was afraid of what they would do to me if I did not let him inside me.
"Come on, relax lil' precious, yeah, good girl!" Jermy exclaimed heatedly.
He stuck it straight in roughly now and I had a feeling that there was a bottle inside me, I screamed out in pain and ecstasy once more, I swore I was being ripped open by his massive cock.
"Now I’ll fuck you treating you like the slut you are!"
He started moving inside me and I began falling into orgasms again washing over me like an oceans tied. Over. And over again, feeling every passing inch he stuffed into my tight cunt.
"You like them big, don’t you? All sluts do."
"Yeah...." I moaned out for that was all I could fathom at that moment.
He fucked me holding my legs tightly gripped in those dirty rough hands of his, while John slapped the cheeks of my bare ass and my pussy lips with his cock.
"Aaah.....", I stopped controlling myself. And started to cry softly.
"I’ll fuck your asshole, too. You wanna?" Not that it mattered for he was to do that anyways whether I wanted to or not.
"No, don’t, it hurts!!" I finally managed to squeak out in feign protest.
Of course sometimes my husband fucked me in my ass, but Jeremy would tear me in pieces with his thing, his cock was monstrous indeed…
"What a pity, your ass is perfect," he spanked me pertly on my assand pushed his dick even deeper inside.
"You like it, bitch? You move your hips now!" He ordered.
I screamed like crazy, not caring about anything besides his dick moving inside me. Caring not if I was ripped wide open.
"What the fuck is going on here?" I heard some voice. But I was not sure if it was in my head or not.
John opened the door and went towards a policeman.
"Everything is fine, sir. We are just fucking some whore. We paid her and now she is fulfilling her side of it." Came John's smug reply.
"Why is she screaming?" The intruding officer asked.
"Oh, she loves to fuck. She's only getting what she had coming to her officer."
I tried to sit up, but Jeremy laid me back on the seat by force. Pushing me down roughly making that of my head spin with the amount of force that he used.
"Don’t twitch, it’s your fault – shouldn’t scream so bad. It's not that bad now is it lil' precious." Came his audible whisper to my ear, almost threatening like.
And he continued like nothing happened.
The door opened and I closed my eyes because of the bright flashlight and mostly of shame. I was not sure what was worse, them all using me like this, or getting busted by the cop.
"Don’t worry, sir, she is enjoying it." Jermy's voice piped up-the evil look in his eyes made me silent.
"Well go at her then!" The officer said with a laugh, he was just as demented as they all were.
The door closed to the loud laughter of two men.
"You see, it’s ok, come here Sheryl, no one cares what happens to a wayward whore." He hissed softly.
Jeremy put me on his knees so that I straddled his lap his enormous cock never left my cunt, plunged fully into me I was impaled where I sat.
"Now you move on my dick." He commanded.
He grabbed my tits and started twisting them kneading them roughly till his fingerprints were left behind, squeezing my nipples between his fingers till only pert hard little nubs. Crushed like delicate flower buds within his grasp as he pulled and tugged. The shiver of pain, rolled over in my belly only making me want more. Only then I realized how excited I was because of the whole situation. I strained my hips and started moving up and down, up and down. His dick was easily sliding inside me in spite of its size. I guess it was because of all excitement, I was dripping wet I could feel the waves of passion excrete from me.
"Good girl, go on, go on! Lil' precious should we try your ass?
"No, please, I like it this way…" I was terrified that he would split me open, I would do anything to avoid that situation for now. Anything.
John got in and sat next to us. I was longing for his dick, so I bended and tried to reach for it......

Sheryl The Slut {Part 3}

"Everywhere." He pointed at the bushes and trees by the road.
I went to the forest. Having walked for some time, I lifted my skirt and squatted low behind a tree. The breeze cascaded over my bare ass, sending shivers shuddering through my body.
In several seconds John appeared.
"Go away, I am ashamed!"
"Doesn’t it excite you?" His voice quivered with anticipation and excitement.
He wasn’t going to leave; on the contrary he came closer and unfastened his pants. His dick was right before my face.
"Come on, don be shy!" He took my head and touched my lips with his dick.Forcing me to taste him.
"I know you want it!" He growled forthright at me kneeling in the dirt.
Most probably I did want it. At least after all what had happened I didn’t want to resist. I slightly opened my lips and he stuck his dick into my mouth. Tasting the salty-bitterness of him.
"Good girl!" He exclaimed in a ragged breath as he started moving my head with his hands, and I helped him with my lips and tongue…His dick got hard, it didn’t fit in my mouth any more, but he pushed hard and…got it all the way inside my throat. I felt myself gag against his cock, spittle running from the sides of my lips.
"Oh my, fucking god......" Moaned he, "I like it this way, I like when you swallow it…But I’ll cum too fast, stop now."He ordered in his gruff voice he took out his dick and turned me around rather unceremoniously, grinding the dirt into my knees.
"Get down and spread your legs!"
I bent over as instructed and his dick easily entered my wet from desire almost frothing hole. He shoved his cock into me as he grabbed my hips and started moving in furious pace, practically filling me with his dick. I started to cum continuously. He noticed it and pulled his dick out, setting it against my ass he fired his shot off, in between the crack of my ass cheeks.
"Well, you see? Why did you act like a virgin before? Still in the car I felt you coming. Didn’t you cum there on my finger?" He queried, panting.
"I did."
"I like the way you cum! Let’s go, they are about to return I think."
That cheeky guy terribly excited me for some reason.
We returned several minutes before Robert and Jeremy did. They brought some necessary tools and started working on the car together. The work was hard and I was supposed to cook some dinner with the veggies and meat they brought.
"Those guys sure helped us a lot, we should thank them," said my husband.
“Yes, especially John”, I wanted to say, but at that moment everyone was busy, and I decided to talk to Robert later.
John often passed me with a strange smile, and at some point, being alone with me he asked:
"Will you come tonight? You will have to stay over night; we won’t have finished by the time night falls in full, and it gets awfully dark out here".
"No."
"Why not? You want it."
I didn’t know what to say…
Bar-B-Q, brandy, talks. My husband got drunk fast, and John was constantly adding more. Soon Robert apologized and took me to sleep in the car. And I went with joy, planning to tell him about my adventures. But as soon as he reached the seat he fell asleep, saying “let’s talk tomorrow…”
I couldn’t sleep. My head was full with the scenes of what happened, and I was getting more and more excited against my own will.
"Come out,come out where ever you are......." the familiar voice was heard.
"John, I’m sleeping." I answered him.
"Come on, I know you want to!" His voice teased.
Without hesitating (he must have drunk much, too) he dragged me out the car,there was no worry of waking up my husband, he was passed out cold. So John picked me up and carried to his car, where Jeremy was waiting for us with the door open.
I understood that John had told him everything. They were well organized, like it wasn’t the first time they did it. Most probably it wasn’t the first time. Having me crammed into driver’s cab they got in and began hastily undressing me. In a split second I found myself wearing the stockings only…
Well, she’s at least properly shaved, you were right, I like them that way." Jeremy said as he began to rub his growing cock in his denim jeans, kneading the flesh roughly.
"What did I tell you! And she sucks like a well paid whore!"Answered John and knelt me down, so my head was between Jeremy’s legs. Jeremy was still kneading his crotch, the large bulge there clearly apparent what John wanted me to do with it.
Jeremy pulled down his pants and his dick appeared right in front my face. God, it was like two inches in diameter!

Sheryl The Slut {Part 2}

"John," She said.
"Sheryl."
"You’re all shaking and stuff…come to my car. I’ll warm you up a little."
"Ok."
He was still holding my hand and I followed him to a driver’s cab like a nice little girl. He helped me to get in, climbed up, and shut the door. Then John got a thermos bottle from under the seat, poured some and gave to me.
"Coffee and brandy. It will warm you." He spoke softly.
I drank the whole cup with pleasure, and felt the warmth spreading all over my body. My head was spinning. Leaning back on the seat I almost fell asleep…When I felt his hand under my skirt I came to myself, my senses.
"No." I said.
"Why not? You know you want it!"
"I can’t!" More insistent this time.
"If you want it – you can!" His words now gruff.
"Do you?"
"I want you from the moment I saw you. Look at you! Those stockings suit you! And… honestly, you don’t wear panties, do you?" He said with a smirk.
His hand was moving apart my strained legs. Of course I totally forgot about my look! He unbuttoned my shirt, grabbed by tits, lifted my skirt up and saw my hairless pussy…
"Just what I thought!" He whispered.
Nothing could stop him after it. He stuck his fingers inside my vagina, lifted me up a little and started touching my ass…He was grabbing me shamelessly and I couldn’t push him off. I was getting more and more excited. When he stuck his forth finger in my dripping saturated vagina, and used another finger for my ass, I started to cum…
Suddenly he let me go. I opened my eyes and saw my husband approaching the car.
"How are you?" Asked he when he opened the door.
"She’s ok, I gave her some coffee and brandy to relax," John answered for me.
"We have some troubles with suspension here, guys will tow us. Can you go with them?"
Damn how can I go with John after it? But it must be forbidden for passengers to be in a towed car…And after all we won’t be alone. His workmate will be here.
"Of course." Came his courteous voice.
What a look gave me John at that moment! I may be wrong…
"John, come help to hitch the car," the second driver spoke as he approached.
I sat in the car, my thoughts were a mess. Of course, he thinks I’m a whore. Still in the ravine, when they hitched the car, he looked at me…that way…No wonder…A woman in ragged stockings, in mini skirt and with her nipples sticking out…From the other hand I did want a sex adventure and I received it in the person of that rude self-confident man. The real man. What else do I need? I don’t know…
They hitched our car and we went.
John behaved well; he just hugged me a little. Suddenly I fell asleep. I must have been tired, and coffee with brandy helped, of course.
I woke up because the truck was still and there was nobody around. I opened the door and started to come downstairs.
"Let me help." John said as he came up.
"Your husband and Jeremy left for spare parts, and I’m left here to take care of you!"
He smiled happily, took me off the track and carried me off was more like it.
"Put me down, what are you doing." I said.
"As you wish." He said in a chivalrous tone.
He let me slip down the earth, but my skirt was all the way up.
"Someone may notice!!" I exclaimed loudly, but not really meaning it.
He just laughed watching me setting the skirt right and looking around.
"Where is the restroom?"..........

Sheryl The Slut {Part 1}

There was our friend he invited us, me and my husband to visit him in Sheveville. He was a very close friend, close in an intimate way. He visited us and we had sex, I mean they both him and my husband fucked me. This time he called and offered to go to Canada's Wonderland together that’s for a whole day, and at night…well at night, we’ll be driving each other crazy.
I didn’t wanna fly there and tacked my husband to drive to Sheveville. “At least I’ll be able to dress sexy” I promised. He got very excited and agreed.
I was sitting in a car with Robert wearing extremely short mini-skirt from under which stockings’ laces were seen. Under semi-transparent blouse I had a bra with openings for my nipples, thanks to it they were rubbing against the cloth at any movement. That made them hard.
Drivers of passing by tracks glanced at our car, and I liked to move apart my legs a little, so the skirt slowly lifted up. Everything was a fun. We passed everybody, and that excited me, too.
By the middle of the day the road had become narrow. To pass somebody Rob had to cross the double line. It was scary, but added some adrenalin.
At some point my husband decided to overtake a huge track with a trailer. Its driver didn’t want to let him and sped up a bit, so did we.
Suddenly we see a little Dodge approaching us. Rob thought he wouldn’t have time to pass and slowed down, but the truck slowed down, too, having decided to let us go. One second of tragic misunderstanding and we fly straight to the ditch. All we could see was the blue sky and green trees on the side of the road. I couldn’t believe it had happened. I opened the window and began to straighten a little bended antenna. Robert got outside, having lifted the door up like hatch. He was so upset that I realized that antenna wasn’t our only problem. Some people were coming and asking if everything was fine, and if everyone was alive. They gave some advice. I got out the car, made my way through the bushes, and sat on a fallen tree. Later everybody went away and police arrived. They drew up a report and stopped a truck. Truck drivers agreed to help us pull out our car. They were hitching up the tow-line, cutting down bushes, giving advice to Robert. Finally, having the car hitched up, they pulled it out on the road and went to draw up a report.
It smelled like wet leaves and mushrooms on the side of the road. Cool wind bothered me, so I got up and tried to climb out the ravine. It turned out to be difficult, since I was high-heeled. Soil was crumbling, and branches were tearing my stockings…
“Let me help you,” I heard.
One of the truck drivers who helped us stood above me on the edge of the ravine. He approached me insensibly and, most probably, he was watching all my clumsy attempts to get out. I stretched my hand and he easily pulled me up. He still had my hand…