M & V – THE DONKEY SOLUTION
PART THREE
WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M A WHORE?
BY: SLUDGE REDUX
EMAIL: jiwjiw11@yahoo.com
DISCLAIMER:
The following story contains elements of an adult nature, and those under 21 years of age, or those who are offended by graphic fighting, bondage, non-consensual sex, rape and wonderfully extreme promiscuity, should read no further.
Everyone else, please proceed and enjoy the plights of our heroine’s as they look incredibly voluptuous, gorgeous and scantily clad as they strive to make society safe from evil doers and too often get totally debauched in the pursuit of their worthy goals.
HOME FROM THE ORGY:
It was 6AM when Vicky finally got
home from her long, grueling night of debauchery in
When she got to the master bedroom she went over to her full length mirror and viewed the awful mess Ronnie, Pedro and his helpers had made of her. Her skimpy little superheroine costume was stained all over with damp cum spots. Her abundance of bare skin was crusted with donkey jism. Her magnificent mane of red hair was semen splattered and still sticky. Even the insides of her boots were slippery and sloppy with mule spunk.
She looked like she had been beaten and put up wet. But in spite of all of the dirt and goo and her disheveled, totally debauched condition, she had to admit that she still looked earthily beautiful and sexy as hell.
“My goodness,” she thought to herself, “those donkeys had obviously produced cum in volumes that were commensurate with the size to the dongs it was shot out of.” That thought was underscored by the fact that she was not only covered with the animal’s spunk, she could still feel it sloshing around inside of her terrible violated, thoroughly stretched vagina and in her blow job fed belly.
Knowing how curious her mother was going to be about her night out in Tijuana, she decided that she would take a few Polaroid pictures of her post orgy condition, to take to lunch tomorrow for her mother to look at.
She moved back into the bedroom and got out the camera, set it up on a tripod, put the timer on, and then let the camera take a series of lewd snapshots of her totally trashed body, recording the results of the donkey adventure for posterity.
Too spent to go on she laid down on her bed and went to sleep in her filthy, stinking costume and coating of creamy spunk.
POST
Vicky’s alarm woke her up at 11AM. She first had to peel the sheet off of her crusted body before she could jump up and go into the bathroom. She turned on the shower, peeled off her nasty, filthy, smelly costume and tossed it in the corner, did the same with her still cum soggy boots, then stepped into the shower stall and took a long, hot shower.
As she dried herself off she could feel a now pleasant ache between her legs. Her jaws had the same ache. Feeling horny as hell, she primped herself thoroughly, brushing out her mane of thick red hair until it framed her face perfectly, and then putting a fresh coat of lipstick on her cock chafed, very puffy lips.
She excitedly squeezed her luscious body into a sexy, incredibly tight, pale orange jump suit and zipped it up to the bottom of her pendulous breasts, leaving plenty of cleavage flesh for everyone to ogle. She finished her preparations by stepping into a pair of matching, calf high, 5 inch spike heeled boots.
In spite of last night’s ordeal,
she felt and looked fresh and full of life and there was little outward
evidence of the strenuous sexual misadventures she had been subjected to at
last night’s
She moved over to the full length mirror and checked herself out. She immediately saw between her succulent thighs, through the skin tight crotch material of her jumpsuit, a second set of very puffy lips that were the result of last night’s thoroughly invasive, extremely abusive use of her delicious pussy.
She had to smile to herself knowing that anyone who looked at her crotch today was going to see specific proof that she had been a very, very bad girl last night.
A half hour later Vicky was looking across the restaurant at the table where her mother was sitting. A bottle of champagne was open and two drooling waiters were hovering over Mona getting free looks down at her spectacular cleavage and at her erotically curved lap and succulent bare thighs, while she flirted and overtly prick teased them.
As Vicky neared the table, her mother stood up to greet her, revealing that she was wearing a scandalously small, form fitting, light purple micro-mini dress that barely covered only the portion of her sumptuous body, from her crotch to her nipples, fully displaying her statuesque, well toned and tanned body for all the world to visually enjoy.
As Vicky looked admiringly at this spectacle of voluptuousness, she found herself drooling over the exotic sight, just as the waiters were doing.
Mona embraced her luscious daughter, pressing their plush bodies together in a hot, tit-to-tit, mound-to-mound grinding embrace. Then Mona stepped back and looked her extraordinarily well stacked daughter over and said, “My goodness you look absolutely sensational under the circumstances, I really had no idea what to expect”.
As she looked down between her daughters perfect legs she saw a very prominent camels toe and said, “I can see that you had a very, very vigorous night”. “Ummmm, mother, you have no idea how amazingly vigorous and demanding it was”, Vicky sighed, “I was completely ravished.”
“Well sit down here next to me and lets have some champagne while you tell me every dirty little detail about what they did to you last night,” her smiling mother said, as she waived her super bodied daughter into the chair adjacent to her.
They both quickly swallowed down a half a glass of the bubbly wine, then Vicky began describing the activities of last night’s Tijuana donkey show, in infinite and lewd detail, to her very attentive mother.
“The way the event was conducted couldn’t have been more degrading. Every step was staged to humiliate and demean me to please the audience. They led me around the stage all night by a rope noose they had put around my neck and they kept it on me during everything I was forced to do.”
“As part of the stage show Pedro’s two goon body guards beat me with their fists, kicked every part of me with their boots and, every time they knocked me down they would jerk me upright by the rope and continue to pound me into submission.
“When they had beaten me until I was nearly out of it, they put me on my back on a hospital gurney and shackled me so that my thighs were spread wide and my pussy was splayed completely open for easy use. Then they rolled me under a mule and put his cockhead against my slit.”
“Then, my god mother, did that mule ever take me. His tool was enormous and during the first part of his effort to get his prick into me, the pressure and pain was beyond belief. Once he got a few inches of his dong into me, I relaxed and from then on I have never been so thoroughly stuffed in my life. God it was incredible, he got every inch of it into me.”
“He ended up getting it in so far that I almost felt like I could taste the head of his cock in my mouth. And then mother, when he really got into full swing, the fucking I got was unbelievable. I lost it completely and the big, ugly mule had me climaxing like I’ve never climaxed before.”
“And when he finally began getting near his own climax he forked me so deep and hard that I was almost out of my mind. I was drooling so much that I thought I was going to drown in my own juices. And his climax was off the charts, cum went everywhere and I’m still full of it,” Vicky sighed in satisfied remembrance.
Mona had listened attentively to every word and, when her daughter finally finished the first phase of her erotic narrative description of the event, she asked Vicky many questions to clarify in her own mind the exact raunchy details of what had happened.
Fully informed and hotter than hell, she had her daughter go on. Vicky quickly drained another glass of the bubbly liquid then proceeded, “They unshackled me and got me off of the gurney and led me over to two donkeys who were positioned just like the mule had been, with their front legs lifted off of the floor in the normal position they would have been in when they were mounted on a female donkey.
They had me get on my knees under the belly of the first donkey. His cock was right in front of my face and it was only semi-erect. They made me grab his soft shaft in both hands and stuff the head of the huge, flavorful dong in my mouth, then suck on it and lick the shaft until I had the donkey at full erection.
Then they made me force his shaft past my tonsils and give him deep throat. After a few minutes of gorging myself on his massive prick, they had me hold my head still and just let the donkey hump my face and drive his cock fully down my throat until he eventually shot his wad. His cum shots were so huge that I could only swallow half of them. The other half went all over me like a volcanic eruption.
Then they put me back on the gurney, on my back, ran me under the second donkey and put his cock in my upside down mouth. I just laid there with my mouth open and let him hump the giant cock down my throat until he ejaculated and covering me with cum again.
When Vicky had completely finished her account of the head jobs she had given the two donkeys, she pulled the Polaroid pictures out of her purse and showed them to her panting mother. Mona looked them over closely, for a long time, then smiled and said, “My goodness you weren’t kidding, you really did get completely hosed.
Putting the pictures into her own purse for later perusal, Mona, now squirming with heat, leaned over and passionately French kissed her gorgeous daughter’s still very puffy lips and received Vicky’s enthusiastic tongue in return.
They finally pulled back,
breathless with passion and Mona said “well from the look and sound of you, it
appears that you made the right decision to go to
“Oh yes,” Vicky responded, “it was a horrible and degrading ordeal to go through, but I have now fully paid for my new power belt, so I did do the right thing. And now I can’t wait to get out there and put my new equipment to the test”.
“So the donkey’s weren’t so bad after all”, Mona asked, deeply curious? “No they weren’t, and they were certainly easier to take than my nasty pig of an agent, Ronnie. Ugh, the next time I know I am going to have to have sex with that sleazy slug I am going to get drunk first; but I’m not even sure that that would help, he’s so utterly disgusting and repulsive”.
IT TAKES MORE THAN BEING A SUPER HEROINE / DEPUTIZATION REQUIRED:
Mona, completely turned on by her daughter’s description of the sessions with the mule and donkeys, stuck her tongue in Vicky’s ear then whispered, “Lets go to the restroom.”
She got up and led her daughter by the hand back to the women’s room, took her inside and led her into the large stall reserved for the handicapped and closed and latched the door behind them.
Mona said, “take my panties off and eat me.” Vicky reached out and pulled up her mother’s mini dress and stripped her panties off of her and balled them up and stuck them in Mona’s mouth.
She sat her mother on the edge of the toilet seat, with her thighs spread, knelt between the gorgeous legs and applied mouth to crotch. Mona moaned with pleasure as her daughter’s teeth, lips and tongue sucked and chewed her fully formed cuntal lips. After that munching she felt the hot, wet tongue slide up into her steaming pussy and lap it thoroughly. Then the mouth and tongue went lower and began eating out her anus, the tongue diving in to maximum depth and then kept it quivering it until she had elicited a full climax from the panting mother.
Then Vicky unzipped her jumpsuit and pulled it down and they switched places and while Mona ate her daughters mule flavored crotch Vicky said, “mother, I have been checking around and it seems that I have to be approved as a San Diego Police Department deputy. Without deputization my crime fighting is considered to be vigilanteism and I could be arrested. My friend told me that getting such an approval was difficult. It seems that you have to either be rich or well connected politically to get the necessary approval. Do you have any connections that might be able to help me get the approval?
Mona continued to eat the recently plundered pussy as she responded, “Well I know the Mayor of San Diego very well from when he was a police lieutenant and I was a practicing superheroine. He wanted to marry me then and still wants to now, so I am sure that I can persuade him to help you out. He is out of town until next Monday but when he gets to his office I’ll call him and get the ball rolling.
Excited, Vicky grabbed her mother’s head in her hands and pushed it down until Mona’s nose slipped into her pussy. Then she began humping her mother’s face and rubbing her clit against the trapped nose until she climaxed. When Mona pulled her face away from her daughter’s pussy it was soaking wet.
Mona put her panties back on while Vicky pulled up her jumpsuit, then they patted their faces dry with a Kleenex, put on fresh lipstick and marched back out to their table to finish their champagne.
THE PERILS OF NOT
BEING DEPUTIZED / WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M A WHORE?:
(1)
MISTAKEN IDENTITY / I KNOW I AM DRESSED PROVOCATIVELY, BUT THAT
DOESN’T MEAN WHAT YOU THINK:
After the luncheon and the licking, Vicky drove home and was too keyed up to stay at home.
During her short time as a practicing superheroine, she had followed a self imposed policy of not going out to hunt criminals on Thursday nights. She had adopted this rule because she had been afraid she might get marked up during an altercation with opponents and the blemishes might still be visible when George came home on Friday evening. It normally took 36 hours for her body to heal all wounds completely and she had not wanted to have to explain any such still unhealed injuries to her husband.
But tonight she was so excited about having her new power belt and the probability that she would be getting her approval as an honorary deputy, that she decided to break her rule and go out to see what good she could find to do, just for the excitement of it.
Because she felt so frisky she decided to wear a cute little flared skirt with her costume so that it would look even sexier. She felt like showing off her ass and crotch to any opponents she might encounter and let them get a good peek-a-boo look at what they were going to miss out on by losing their clash with her.
Since she was still an illegal vigilante, in order to avoid any possibility of encountering or having a problem with the local police, she elected to go to one of the smaller outlying towns, one that was known for its high level of crime. It turned out to be a rundown looking hick town but, in spite of its bad reputation, Vicky found everything to be quiet and it stayed that way for so long that she was ready to give up and go home, disappointed.
Then she heard a disturbance behind a one of the seedy night clubs. She went to investigate and found three guys robbing a man. She rushed over to them and yelled at the assailants to cease and desist. With hardly a glance in her direction, they told her to mind her own business if she knew what was good for her.
They had the scrawny victim on the ground and, when she warned them again, two of the men turned and started towards her, menacingly. Vicky quickly slammed both of them to the ground with ease. Concerned by the turn of events the third robber released the victim and rushed over to help his cohorts. The victim, seeing his opportunity, ran away as fast as he could.
Vicky put the third guy down with bone jarring as quickly as she had the first two and, as the three hurting robbers were struggling to their feet to flee, a police car roared into the alley with lights flashing and two burly policemen jumped out and told everyone to freeze.
One of the heavy weight cops said, “So what’s the problem here.” The lead robber quickly responded “I’ll tell you what the problem is, officer, this cheap hooker was propositioning us and when we wouldn’t pay her as much as she wanted, she got mad as hell and attacked us.”
“That’s a lie” Vicky shot back in outrage, “these three guys were in the process of robbing another man and I stopped them from doing it”.
The robber retorted, “Hey, she’s lying like hell, officer, do you see anyone here for us to rob? And look at the bitch. Would anyone other than a fuckin’ whore run around in a slutty outfit like that. Look at how short her damn skirt is. And she’s got a mask on, for Christ’s sake. The nasty slut ought to be run in to the jailhouse for accosting honest folk by peddling her ass.”
The lead policemen put up his hand for quiet and said, “alright, lady where is the guy you claim they were robbing?” “Well after I got them to turn him loose and fight me, he ran off,” Vicky said in deep frustration.
“How’s that for a story, officer? I tell you she’s just a lying, high priced, under dressed hooker,” the robber screamed, “and besides, it’s the word of the three of us against the word of this filthy prostitute.”
“Okay lady, get in the squad car,” the lead policemen ordered her. “Why”, Vicky pleaded, “I haven’t done anything but try to be a good Samaritan and stop a crime?”
“Come on, honey, don’t make a fuss” the other officer said, as he took her by the arm and led her to their squad car, where he handcuffed her hands behind her back and then shoved her roughly into the back seat. The other officer told the three guys to beat it, then joined his fellow officer at the car.
(2) BEGGING FOR LENIENCY /
YOU WANT ME TO DO WHAT, OFFICER?:
Vicky was stewing in anger. She couldn’t believe that these two stupid looking policemen had taken the word of those lowlifes over hers. Evidently country justice was a myth. Just listening to these two hayseed farmers with badges on, she could tell they didn’t have an IQ of 80, between them, both added together.
And they didn’t just sound like idiots, they looked like hair-lipped dolts. Talk about country bumpkins, these two were real prizes. She had half a mind to knock these two hick cop’s heads together and make a run for it, but she thought better of it. She couldn’t afford to have a problem with the police right now, even with these two dunderheads. She didn’t have any idea what was going to happen next, she was just going to have to wait and see and try and work her way out of this predicament without using violence.
The two officers got in the front seat of the cruiser and the back doors automatically locked. “Alright honey, we are going to have to run you in for soliciting. We’ve got strict laws here against prostitution and you are going to have to go into the tank for a minimum of 48 hours” the lead officer told her.
“But you can’t do that, I’m innocent, I was breaking up a robbery,” Vicky responded in shock. Jail wasn’t something that had even crossed her mind and she was panicked at the thought. My god, going to jail was totally unacceptable and they were talking about 48 hours in jail. George was going to be home in less than 24 hours, this was an impossible situation.
“Look lady, I’m not going to swallow that story you are pushing. You’re dressed like a hooker and, from what we saw, you were fighting with those three guys because they didn’t want to pay your price. So it’s off to the lockup for you. Two days in jail will make you think twice about coming back to our town to sell your ass again,” the policeman told her.
“But you just can’t put me jail for two days, I’ve got to get home before my husband gets there,” Vicky blurted out in desperation. “You should have thought of that before you came over here to do your streetwalking. I guess your husband doesn’t know that you are here dressed like this and whoring your ass, as well,” the policeman asked with contempt.
“Of course he doesn’t because I’m not doing that. Oh, please you just can’t do this to me it will ruin everything. I’ll do anything not to go to jail. Please, won’t you give me a break and let me off, I promise I won’t ever come back”, she pleaded.
“Well now, since you’re saying that you are willing to do anything to not go to jail, there is some room to negotiate”, the lead officer said, offering Vicky a ray of hope. He went on, “there is a way you can get us to be lenient with you and convince us to let you off with just a warning”.
“Oh please just tell me what I can do” Vicky pleaded. “Well you can give the two of us some freebee samples of what you were trying to sell those guys back there”.
Those words were like a slap in the face, “My god, you mean you want me to have sex with you in order to get you to let me go,” she said, stunned by the unexpected, disgusting suggestion. “Well yes, that’s a simple way to put it. We want you to give us some real nasty, big city hooker sex and show us what kind of bad girl you’ve learned how to be by whoring that gorgeous ass of yours uptown”.
“But I tell you that I am not a whore”, she said heatedly. “Sure babe, and I don’t have a hard-on either”, the lead cop laughed. “Now it’s time to take it or leave it, you fuckin’ cunt. If you want to get to go home tonight and not have any trouble with your husband, you are going to have to put out to us. It’s real simple you round heeled tramp, either put out or its jail time for a couple of days’” the grinning hayseed cop warned her.
Vicky bowed her head for a few moments. She knew she could not go to jail under any circumstances, no matter what. She had three alternatives. First she could snap off the hand cuffs, break out of the car and run for it. The problem was that her car was parked on the street and she couldn’t leave it because they would probably trace it back to her and then they’d pick her up for fleeing arrest.
Or second she could break out of the car, knock the two cops out and then get away. The problem was that she couldn’t afford to hurt them too bad, therefore they might wake up too quickly and put out an APB on her and catch her before she could get home. Plus she was concerned that they might otherwise be able to identify her from her finger prints in the squad car.
Or third, she swallowed hard; she could have sex with them.
She glanced at the two leering, stupid faces looking at her over the back of the car seat. God they were so disgusting, it was almost like she was going to have to have sex with farm animals again, like she did with Pedro’s Mexican donkey’s. Except that these two numb skull cops were from a much lower class than the donkeys.
She knew that she had no choice; she had to take the safest way out of this problem. Damn she thought, it was bad enough to have to put out to these two rustic, near primates in order to buy her freedom, it was even worse knowing that, once they got their cocks and cum inside of her she was going to act every bit the whore that they were accusing her of being.
She really hated the thought of her being a mindless, promiscuous nympho for these two boobs but, with resignation, she looked up and said, “Okay, I’ll do it”. They gave each other a high five and the lead cop said, “god damn Billy Joe we are going to get some fine, married, big city hooker ass, old buddy. And this bitch looks like she can give us the best fucking we’ve ever had. Lets’ get her over to the vacant house, but quick, and let the fucking begin.
(3) A LITTLE BACK SEAT
ROMANCING / SCREWED BY THE SCREWS:
The policemen drove her out into the country and turned onto a seldom traveled back road. They finally pulled up to a garage adjacent to a vacant house, opened the garage door, pulled the cruiser inside and closed the door behind them. The garage was very big and the windows had been boarded up which provided the ultimate in privacy.
The cops got out and turned on some lights that lit the garage up completely. It was dirty and dusty and was strewn with trash, apparently food wrappers that had been left during previous use by the two policemen.
The cops opened both back doors of their vehicle and slid in on each side of Vicky. “Now lets’ get a good look at that hot looking stuff you’re peddling”, said the lead cop. “Jesus Christ, Bubba, this babe’s a fuckin’knockout,” said Billy Joe, as he hefted one of her heavy, perfect breasts in his hand. “Damn you have got one outstanding rack on you honey”, Billie Joe complimented her.
Billie Joe then grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her face down across his lap and both of the beefy cops checked out her superbly curved lower body. “Shit Bubba, the ass it as good or better that the tits,” Billie Joe said in lip licking admiration. “Man we are in for a treat tonight. This fine lookin’ bitch is fully loaded with all of the accessories and being a big city whore you can bet she knows how to use it all real good.”
Bubba felt her up all over and said, “Damn I can’t wait to bury my cock in this gorgeous broad and I’m going to pull rank on you, ole buddy, and get my piece of her ass first”. “Alright you bastard but I get to have the first blow job” Billie Joe countered. “That’s a deal”, laughed Bubba, “now let’s stretch this hooker out on the back seat and get the frigging started”.
The fat cops quickly flipped her over onto her back and Bubba stripped her tights off of her, then draped her right leg over the back of the back seat and her left leg over the back of the front seat and quickly mounted her, driving his impressive prick half way into her tight vagina on the first thrust.
It took only two more frigs to get the full length of the thick shaft all the way into her pussy and, with frustration, Vicky felt her resistance already begin to leave her and be replaced by a very slutty feeling that she was very familiar with.
“God damn, Billy Joe, what a snug hole she’s got, it’s hard to believe a whore like this could have this tight a pussy. Oh man my cock feels good, she’s got one fantastic snatch and the tramp is squeezing my cock with it already, she definitely likes her work,” Bubba informed his buddy.
The burly cop really gave it to her good. Vicky was getting it like she used to get it all the time when she was a teenager -- on her back in the backseat of a car, letting a horny male have his way with her promiscuous body.
“That’s it baby, hump that gorgeous ass, I want you putting it out like I was paying you top dollar to use your body. Oh man Billy Joe this is one great cunt, it’s hotter than hell. Jesus she’s a real pro,” Bubba panted.
The seat springs were groaning, as was she, under the weight of the big cop. Her arms were still handcuffed and were jammed under her body as she took the brutal pounding from the big cock that was violating her. Bubba held out for a long time before he finally yelled some obscenities at her as he emptied his balls into her plundered and now very willing pussy.
Bubba finally squeezed out the last drop of his cum and Billy Joe quickly grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her towards him until her head was hanging down off the back seat cushion. He then grabbed a tit in each hand and standing inside the open car door, with his pants around his ankles, shoved his large dong into her upside down mouth, his big balls slapping against her nose and forehead.
The thick waisted and thick headed deputy began humping her mouth, face fucking her hard while he mauled her full breasts and pinched her hard nipples. Vicky kept her eyes open and watched the rube cop’s thick prick slid in and out of her sucking mouth and saw his big sack of bull sized balls bounce off her forehead with each tonsil bruising thrust.
Billy Joe said, “Jesus Christ, Bubba, this is one experienced whore we’ve latched onto, the slut really knows how to take it in the mouth. She’s obviously done lots of cock sucking”. Then it even got better for him as she relaxed her throat and let his cock slide fully down her throat. “Damn, Bubba, the dirty cunt is now deep throating me. I’ve got my pecker in her balls deep,” the beefy cop howled with pleasure.
Hearing these comments further aggravated the hell out of Vicky. She had never fucked any men for money. Mules and donkeys maybe, but technically she was sure they didn’t count; but not men. I mean Pedro and Ronnie didn’t count because they were just sales freebee commissions.
Meanwhile Billy Joe abruptly ended her mind wandering speculations by shooting a huge load of cum into her mouth and she became very busy trying to swallow the spurting, creamy jism, in her upside down position.
When Billy Joe had emptied his balls down her throat, Bubba had her get out of the car then took the handcuffs off of her. He climbed in the back seat and laid on his back, pulled his knees up and said, “okay whore, give me a round the world”.
Billy Joe grabbed her by the neck and pushed her through the open car door then bent her forward at the waist and shoved her face down into Bubba’s upturned crotch. “Start by licking my balls you filthy whore”, Bubba ordered.
Vicky, now sexually drunk on their cum, obediently applied her tongue to the cops hairy scrotum and licked off the remnants of her cuntal juices, and his cum, and soon had the sack clean and glistening with her drool. “Oh, that’s it baby. Man what a tongue this broad has got Billy Joe”, Bubba moaned.
After enjoying several minutes of her crotch lapping, Bubba said, “now you god damned tramp, stick that tongue of yours in my asshole.” Vicky, without hesitation, obliged the small brained cop and thrust her long tongue deep into his puckered anus.
“Lick it out you fuckin’ slut”, Bubba yelled at her. She did, going in as far as her tongue would go, then wiggling it back and forth with enthusiasm. Bubba moaned with unbelievable pleasure and kept her at that task a long time before he told her to suck him off. It didn’t take long for her magic mouth to get him to ejaculate his ball juice down her throat.
Bubba got out of the back seat of the cruiser and Billie Joe took his place in the back seat. He had Vicky get in and climb on top, then straddle his lap, facing him. He lined up his member with her snatch and she lowered herself down onto the stiff, fat pecker until she had encased it fully.
He let her do all of the work and she used his dick to churn her channel into a full frothy lather before she felt his jism spray her hungry twat. As soon as she felt the first spurt she grabbed his head and kissed him with great fervor, as she excitedly wiggled her curvaceous hips as she milked him dry.
(4) DELIVERANCE TWO / UP
YOUR’S, BABY:
Now finished with their back seat activities, the two dork cops led their victim to the back of the squad car and bent her face down over the truck lid. They tied ropes to each of her wrists and attached the ends of ropes to the handles on the back doors of the automobile. They then spread her legs and put ropes around her knees, securely tying them to the back bumper of the police car.
She was now spread-eagled over the trunk lid and firmly tied down. “You ever see the movie Deliverance”, Bubba asked her? Vicky nodded yes. “Good, cause we thought a big city whore like you ought to learn how we country folk like to finish off city women before we send them home to their husbands, and man that curvy ass of yours is a real inspiration to us, I can tell you for sure”, Bubba chortled.
“Alright Billy Joe, lets flip a coin and see who gets to corn hole her first.” Billy Joe found his pants and fished out a quarter. “Okay, you call it in the air Bubba”, Billy Joe said as he flipped the coin. Bubba yelled “heads” and it came down tails. “Hot damn you get the seconds this time you fat bastard”, Billy Joe grinned.
He walked up behind Vicky and slapped her ass real hard a few times and watched the tight cheeks redden as they quivered sexily, then ran a hand into her exposed, well juiced pussy and then rubbed some of the mixed cum cream on his again hard cock. Bubba found Vicky’s tights and stuffed them in her mouth to muffle the screams he knew would come while they gave her the good old fashioned country ass fucking.
Without wasting another second, Billie Joe rammed his slick member right into her anus bringing a loud, muffled yelp of pain from her as he got about three inches of his tool up into her incredibly tight, unprepared back entrance. Billy Joe went after her hard, forking her several times until he had forced his whole member into her violated and pained anal channel, his callous thrusts making her feel the brutal attack to the maximum.
Bubba had his hand on her neck and his face next to hers and she heard him say, “way to go Billie Joe, you’ve got this whore moaning like hell. Shit buddy, hammer her good and keep her howling into her tights”.
As he watched his partner pound his cock up the gorgeous woman’s ass, over and over, the hillbilly cop talked dirty in her ear as he asked her if she liked country ass fucking as much as it looked like she did. She had been rendered speechless a condition that brought a guttural laugh from him.
The overweight slob, Billy Joe, was sweating profusely from his strenuous efforts and Bubba said, “Alright buddy lets tag team her. Let me take your place while you rest up a little and when I get tired I’ll tag you and you jump back in and take my place. That way we can give her the ass fucking of her life”.
Billy Joe happily agreed to Bubba’s suggestion and pulled out of Vicky’s ass and let Bubba step in and renew the ravaging of her already well loosened anal passage. The two dim-wits proceeded to do just what they had discussed and thoroughly enjoyed raping her quivering ass.
It took them over 30 minutes of continuous tagging, back and forth, for both of them to get it off in her now thoroughly gaped back orifice. Her anus was so stretched that it could have been used as a cup holder.
Taking it up the ass this way had Vicky panting and moaning from the pain and pleasure and, as savage as the rutting was, her sex dazed mind had been taken to another level of sluttery by the non-stop action. She had climaxed multiple times for the two raunchy cops, each shuddering climax eliciting applause from them and more hard slaps on her well beaten ass cheeks.
When they were finally finished with her, Bubba and Billy Joe proceeded to shove their nightsticks into both of her lower orifices and took measurements of how much of the nightsticks she could take. They were duly impressed by the depths they were able to achieve, over the protesting, muffled groans of the humiliated super heroine. They ended the lewd torture by sticking the ends of their nightsticks into her mouth and making her suck them clean.
Finally tired from their sexual excesses, they untied her and let her pull her tights out of her mouth and put them back on. Bubba got in the back seat with her and pulled her head down into his lap and made her hold his cock in her mouth while Billie Joe drove them back to town.
They took her to where they had arrested her and Bubba reached over and opened the back door for her then used his boot to kick her out of the car then watched her ass bounce on the hard dirt of the alley road. As he shut the door he yelled down at her, “alright you fuckin’ harlot, we are letting you off with just a warning this time but don’t let us catch you whoring your ass around here again or its off to jail for you next time’ for sure”.
WE MEET AGAIN:
Vicky sat in the alley dirt, gorgeously disheveled, and watched the cops drive away, madder than hell that they still didn’t believe that she wasn’t a whore. When the car disappeared around the corner she started to get up but before she could do anything a magnum sized wine bottle crashed down on her head stunning her. Then a boot slammed against the side of her head knocking her over on her side.
She groaned and grabbed her pained head with her hands and struggled to her feet. A heavy punch slammed into her stomach causing her to drop her arms. Two hands grabbed her left arm and swung her around like she was on the end of a rope and slammed her body, face first, into a dumpster, the body hit making a loud metallic clang.
As she slid down the side of the dumpster onto the ground, she knew that she was in a world of trouble. All three of her sexual openings had been used by the two cops. Cocks had entered them and massaged her three clits and then had dumped their loads of spunk into every cavity. As always, the thick cum had quickly turned her into a helpless nympho, the condition that she was still in.
Her attackers grabbed her by the tits and lifted her to her feet, then pushed her backwards until her back was against the dumpster. One man got on each side of her and pinned her arms against the metal container while the other man moved in front of her. Through the light of the nearby lamppost she recognized the man as one of the three robbers she had confronted earlier in the evening.
The lead robber spat in her face and said, “Well, hello again, bitch. Even though those two stupid, horny cops were too stupid to figure it out, my partners and I knew that you were a superheroine when you pounded on us before the asshole cops showed up and took you away to fuck.”
“And now here you are back in our hands.” He spit in her face again and laughed, “Now we are going to give you a good beating for trying to get us arrested and then we’re going to fuck the hell out of you, you stupid, cop fucking whore.”
He then crashed his elbow into her mouth and proceeded to pound his fists into her helpless body; to her belly, to her jutting tits, hooks into her sides and uppercuts to her already well stimulated crotch. When his arms finally got tired they let her body slip down to her knees as she choked in pain.
All three of the men got their cocks out of their fly’s and the ones standing on each side of her took her hands and put their cocks in them. As she clutched them and automatically began jacking them, her mouth was open and gasping for breathe and saliva was drooling out of her mouth. The leader who had been brutalizing her callously stuffed his cock in her mouth and said, “beating the shit out of you has given me a real hard-on, so suck on it a little, you stupid slut.”
After getting some good head, the lead robber switched places with one of the guys who had been holding her up and the second assailant took his turn pounding her long and hard, adding knees to her crotch to his attack, until he wore down and stuck his cock in her mouth.
This process was repeated a third time, this guy specializing in kicking her in the crotch and at its conclusion they had beaten her into submission and had her begging for them to stop.
Then they pulled her away from the dumpster and put her down on her ass again. A hand grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her back up into a sitting position. A fist smashed into her jaw knocking her flat again. They then stomped her prone body a few times, cursing her as they rammed their heels into her ripe, jiggling flesh. They finished with some cruel stomps to her mound and crotch.
She felt hands grab her ankles and drag her through the alley dirt into a vacant building. There, they pulled her dirty, sticky tights off and stuffed them into her mouth, kicked her thighs apart and then each of them fell on her and took turns fucking her defenseless, super hot pussy and dumping their loads of jism into it.
When they had all finished fucking her, they pulled her back up into a sitting position, knelt around her and punched her out again. They let her fall onto her back then pulled her tights out of her mouth and sat on her face, in the 69 position, and deep throated her mouth like it was a second pussy, this time shooting their wads all over her face.
They stuffed her tights back in her mouth then one of them fished an empty long neck beer bottle out of the dumpster and they held her head up and forced to watch them sink the bottom end of the bottle into her cunt. When only the neck of the bottle could be seen, the leader stood over her and yelled, “Now stay the hell out of our territory unless you want some more of this, you fuckin’ superheroine tramp.” He slapped her face hard and with a few more stomps left her laying there totally defeated.
After staying on the filthy floor for a long time, she finally got enough strength to pull out the beer bottle and get up. She went to her car and drove home, thankful that she had been able find a way to keep George from finding out about her new secret superheroine life. She now knew even more than ever that she had to become an honorary deputy soon, so she wouldn’t have to get fucked as the solution to every problem.
When she got home and looked in the bathroom mirror and saw that her tights were still in her mouth. She crawled into bed without even cleaning herself up or removing the tights from her mouth.
The next day as she primped herself in preparation of welcoming her husband home, Vicky felt very guilty about having to give her husband sloppy seconds tonight, especially since there had been so many contributors to tonight’s sloppy seconds. But she decided to just put it out of her mind, dress up like a hooker and enjoy George’s giant pussy pleaser and give him an inspired ride to make up for the multiple cuckoldings he had unknowingly suffered.
That evening George climbed between her luscious thighs and easily sank his monster dong into her open and waiting pussy and said “wow you really are a hot, juicy one tonight honey, you must have really missed me while I was gone.” She purred in his ear that she’d missed the hell out of him and, in blissful ignorance, he plowed his prick through Bubba and Billy Joe’s and the three robbers fresh semen and stirred up his beautiful wife’s honey pot to an exceptional froth.