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Amber had no idea, that as she slept in the rear compartment behind the driver, the truck driver had sped down the highway looking for that "perfect spot".
He had done this many times, in the past. Stopping to assist a pretty young thing who was either lost, or whose vehicle had broken down... He would become
the good Samaritan, providing her with something cool to drink (if needed) sharing a sandwich (if needed) and providing the shelter and safety of his truck.
He knew, with each victim, the shock of breaking down in the middle of nowhere, the long, scary walk down some deserted highway and the relief, that someone
"kind" and "gentle" has comes to her rescue, then next the comfort of relaxation would set in and eventually so would the need for sleep. It would be at that
moment, he would offer his bed located in the cabin, behind the seats and as the intended victim drifted into a hard slumber, they would wind up, being his.
His next move would be to drive break neck down the highway, looking for a turn-off, onto some deserted route and drive that street, looking for another even
more secluded turn off, which would be onto an unpaved, out of sight, old dirt road. He would drive that road another ten miles or more, then slowly pull off
into a large underbrush or under an old tree with many hanging branches.
Tonight, he smiled when he found an old Elm tree at the very end of the fifteen mile dirt road. Amber had been asleep during their entire unscheduled trip
(They always do) and as he finally came to end of their journey, he slowly applied massive air-brakes, so the big rig wouldn’t lurch or jerk, waking his
intended victim. (He always enjoyed the first look of shock and surprise when it finally dawns on them, something is dreadfully wrong.) He smiled again as he
eyed the tree, it had been some time since he had done the "tree" thing, he licked his fat lips in anticipation of his old game, which would be the grand
finale of their little adventure and wiped the anxious beads of sweat from his brow.
He didn’t cut off his truck, after a few unexpected, sudden wake ups, he found, that part of the reason the women slept so hard, was the sound and movement
of the big rig’s engine. The roar and shaking movement of the truck gave them the inner feeling, that they were still moving toward their destination thus
keeping them lulled into a false sense of security. (if the truck is moving, the driver can’t be up to anything, right?) He slowly, quietly unbuckled the big
heavy seat belts that kept him locked in place and smiled as he did this, another memory came to mind, when one time he turned his seatbelts into a
"restraint" and ravaged the "goodies" of some young, Spanish speaking Latina. He had many such memories... It was those memories, that kept him warm at
night, when he couldn’t find a victim and he lay in his cabin, jerking-off and splattering cum inside the small, sleeping box.
His masturbation sessions was his other joy, for some reason, he was one of those rare, blessed men, that nature equipt his testicles, to produce vast
amounts of seman upon ejaculation. In the porno industry for example, some of the guys who star in them and make the most money are not the ones who have the
largest "organ". Yeah that helps, but most of the highest paid, male porno stars are the men who can cum on cue and then cum in "buckets". This makes the
"money shot" (the point when the man climaxes) more intense to the viewer and statistics have shown, that men and women prefer to see more "cum" splash from
a man, then just another big cock. Big cocks are a dime a dozen but a man who can "spray" buckets... Well he can make good money in the porno industry.
Let me also add, that it would be nice to say that the trucker, (Old Pete) was a tall man, built like some Greek adonis and a "scruffy" handsome kinda
fella... I said it would nice...
Old Pete on the other hand, looked like the average middle aged trucker. With a large head, large eyes he was partially bald with a unshaven, scraggly face.
He looked like the middle aged neighbor, who "buys" more intimacy, then he gets for free and who spends more time jerking off, then getting laid. The large
head sat on a huge body with barely any sign of a "neck" in between. His physique looks as if at one time, he may have been a body builder, but that was a
long time ago, now it simply looked... Huge and brawny. His broad shoulders and large arms, came from years of loading and unloading trucks. His chest was
also broad and matted with course hair and though he didn’t suffer from "man tits", his chest would have better definition if his only exercise wasn’t
simply, drinking beer and jerking-off. His stomach was typical, middle aged trucker, not a six pack to be found anywhere! It sat out proud and happy from too
many beers too many Bar-B-Que rib dinners and far too many fast food burgers. At fifty one years of age, he stood at over six feet five inches tall and
weighed at the very least, a hefty 280 pounds!
Old Pete as I said was... Huge.
His stomach wasn’t the only thing big on him either. Besides being a "bucket of cum" (as he jokingly called himself) he was also proud of the organ that
gushed-out the jet of man-seed. Which he had every right to be, considering when erect, his cock came to a little less then ten inches in length, and the
shaft was as thick as an over ripe banana about to burst apart. Not many women his age, felt like being stretched by such an organ while being "rode" by such
an big man and the young girls giggled at him, when he inadequately made "come-ons" because of his age and looks. "You look like my old uncle Ned" giggled
one young girl, it was at that moment he made the conscious decision to turn his massive rod, into a thing of lust and vengeance, then an object of pleasure.
Present Time: As he slowly slid from behind the large steering wheel, the large hulking man, with the hungry monster between his legs, had now shed off the
"old friendly grandfather" image and the real man... The serial truck rapist was loosed. Little did Amber know, that her "supposed" rescuer was now unbuckled
from his seat and slowly moving his great, bulking shape up and over the seats, back to where the sleeping she lie peacefully sleeping....
As he slowly opened the cabin door, the flicker of a little night light on the ceiling of the cabinet came on. The light was soft and dim, not enough to wake
the sleepy Amber up but enough, so that Old Pete could drink in her youthful beauty and his mouth began to water as he stared down at her body. Old Pete had
a "thing" for young, hot girls, he had every CD collection of "Girls Gone Wild" and Amber was as young and as hot as they come. Amber was a young girl, in
her early 20's and fresh out of the plains of a small mid-western town. With too much naivete and too eager to leave her small burg, the attractive young
woman packed her bags, kissed mum and dad goodbye and headed off to live in the big city and make her mark.
"Watch out for strangers" her mother warned her "People are different in the California." Heeding her protective parent little mind, the young girl smiled,
waved her off and headed towards the bright city of Lights of LA, to move in with a cousin. She moved to LA at age seventeen and after spending three years
attending UCLA, now for the first time since she left home, she was headed back, to spend Thanksgiving holiday with her family when her old car broke down.
Her father wanted to buy her ticket but the young, head strong, independent woman would not hear of it, after her clunker broke down on a deserted patch of
highway, she wished she would have accepted her fathers charity. As she walked down the deserted highway, in the darkness of night, she shivered more from
fear, then from wind that blew against her scanty clad body.
Amber stood about five feet, four inches tall, she weighed a little under a hundred and ten pounds and though petite for her size, her body was built like a
true fox. Wearing nothing but a pair of low on the hip, short-shorts complete with thong straps showing, she crossed her arms across her ample sized breast,
which was only protected by a very low, neck line tee-shirt, that only came down as far as a hairs-breast below the breast and just above her flat, pierced
belly button. She had turned from a "mid-western" small town beauty, to a California beach "hottie" and she wanted to pull into her small town proving it.
Her legs were built-up, from many hours of roller-blading on the streets and at the beach and her skin, now perfectly tanned from many hours under the
sun-lamp of a California, health spa. Her hair which originally was short and auburn, was now long and dyed "California" blond. Her appearance, was the
perfect epitome of the unblemished, stereo-typed hottie, fresh off some West Coast california beach.... In other words, Amber was now drop dead gorgeous.
Old Pete stood in the door of the cabin door, staring down at this beauty. He couldn’t believe his luck. Amber was the exact image of the female, he dreamed
of fucking all of his adult life. This was the image of the women from Playboy, Hustler and all the other Adult, men magazines. This was the body,
advertising agencies always splashed across Car and Truck magazines, to attract male buyers as their fine, soft looking flesh laid seductively over monster
cars and big rig ads. This is the vision, he constantly came back to, when he "masturbated" in his bed late at night. In his mind Amber was the complete
package, blond and sexy, young and now, fast asleep...
In his bed for the taking.
Amber slightly woke up as the big man’s knee pressed down on the end of the mattress. He froze in place not wanting to wake her.... With eyes still closed,
her mind waved it off as nothing and drifted back to sleep. Ever so slowly, the large man shifted his weight and brought his entire body into the small
cabin. Though the cabin was really made for one sleeper, it was still big enough for two to get in. The inner compartment was made simply for sleeping, it
all mattress with a pillow up top and a blanket at the bottom. It was big enough for two lovers to be "cozy" but little room for anything else. Once inside
the cabin and down at the bottom of the bed, sitting on his knees, his large legs straddling her legs.
He continued to stare down on the young girl, even as he slid the door closed and locked it, as he did this the small light went off.
Very accustomed to his sleeping area, his hand went up to the ceiling and fumbled until it came to the switch. He moved the small black button to the
"second" position and the dim "red" light grew a little brighter. He made the small room a little brighter because to see her beautiful face, first contort
in fear and then in pain as he slammed into her. He wanted to watch her sexy body struggle against his as he wrestled to gain access between her tanned legs,
he wanted to see her perky breast heave and jiggle as he put his greedy mouth down on one... Then to the other. Also, across from the door, a finely cut
mirror, the entire length of the small cabin, was glued to the wall. He also wanted to watched their bodies squirm and wiggle as his large form, repeatedly
shoved long, hard, cock, deep inside her small frame doing the dance of his favorite game... A dance called rape. Old Pete sat on his knees their bodies
aglow and bathe in the red light, he was lost in his dream, imagining her soon ordeal. The young sleeping girl, turned lazily over onto her stomach
unintentionally revealing her round, firm ass to Old Petes gaze, he mouth went dry and he silently gasp. Her ass was perfect... It was apple shaped and a
little "rotund" for her size. Not too big to be a turn-off but visually appealing. Old Pete licked his lips and prayed her ass was untouched by man, for he
wanted to be her first. Her shorts were so short, he could get a peek of her tanned butt cheeks, the moment his eyes saw this, he could handle no more....
Immediately he was upon her, surprise was always his best tool. His large weight encompassed her much smaller body as he fell upon her, startling the poor
girl and immediately snapping her to waking status. "Wha... Whats going on" came the surprised, sleepy cry. A large hand clamped over her mouth "Shhhh..."
came the sinister voice in her ear, "Cooperate and this will go much easier... Do what I tell ya, and this will soon be over." Old Pete lied, he didn’t want
their cooperation... He wanted them to fight back, which is one reason why he loved the act of startling them awake. He loved their struggling... Their
wrestling... Their fighting back in vain. He was like a predator, subduing his prey... He enjoyed not the control over them... But the power of being in
control. Amber fought back, she fought like a wild cat. Under a large hand, her small, muffled voice screamed to be let go. Her legs kicked and flailed and
her body bucked... All this did was excite the rapist and engorge Old Pete’s cock, in which he mashed against her bucking ass.
As Amber fought against the big man, she could feel his hardness pushing against her skin tight jeans. Panic now moved in, she realized what was happening.
Her mind raced with same thoughts over and over "Ohgod... He wants... He wants" were the only words, she dared think. She didn’t want to finish the sentence,
even in her mind. Living in the city, she had heard and read about young women being sexually assaulted but like most women, she never thought it could
happen to her. Now that it was happening to her, on the verge of panic she was fighting back with everything she had. She tried to reach her hands around and
scratch her attacker, in the process all she managed to do was make it easier for Old Pete’s left leg, to gain entry between her legs and begin to push them
apart. Then she felt the large body shift and move, then a great weight pressed down as it move between her legs.... Sheer panic came next.
She pushed against the walls of the small cabin hearing the big man laugh in her ear and feeling his large cock grind between her legs atop her round ass.
Then she felt his other hand slide beneath her body and manhandle her breast . "Oh fuck yeeeaahhh..." He groaned lewdly, "I’m gonna enjoy sucking on these."
Then the hand squeezing her breast stoped... And started moving south.
Now her sheer panic turned to stark, raving fear....
"NONONO...NOOO" She screamed under his hand, her much smaller hands moved towards her face and grabbed the large one, she dug her nails into the calloused,
leather like skin of her attacker and pulled. His hand moved slightly, which was enough for Amber to open her mouth and with everything she had inside her,
she bit down.... Old Pete howled in pain as he snatched his hand away. "Young fucken slut... Ya gonna pay for that" he hissed as he put his wounded hand to
his mouth. Now her mouth joined in with the hands and feet and began to fight back. Old Pete instinctively moved back, giving Amber the opportunity to pull
from under him, turning over and laying on her back, she almost breath a sigh of relief now he was no longer between her legs. She then pulled one leg up and
as he wrestled to pin her back down, a double jointed leg pushed against a large chest trying to force him back. As she did this, she fought off his reaching
hands with bites and scratches.
Then the foot pushing against the large, burly chest, pulled back... And lunged forward towards the trucker’s the face... It connected once, with a loud
thud, then twice... Square across Old Pete’s jaw. This was more fight, then he thought her capable of, nor did he want. Amber was in great shape with an
athletic body, growing up she had been in more than a few scrapes, with her older brothers and on more of few occasions, would attack and beat-up the local
bullies... She was not going down without a fight. "Perverted son-of-bitch" She creamed as the third kick came at his face, this time his large head moved to
the side and the leg went over his shoulder. Then the big man pushed forwarded and locked the leg in place. He grabbed one flailing hand and pinned it to the
mattress as her other hand reached over, to give it assistance, his free hand grabbed it and his much larger weight and greater strength slammed both hands,
down to the bed on both sides of her head.
With one leg caught under Old Pete’s body and the other stuck, dangling over his broad shoulder, with both of her hands now pinned down, Amber did the one
thing, she had left. She filled her lungs with air and let out a loud, ear piercing scream..."SOOOMEBODDYPLEASSEEEHELLLPMEEE..." Came the loud, shrill cry,
the muscles in her neck bulging as screamed. Then she screamed again... And again... And again. Old Pete let go one of her hands and brought his hand back...
Suddenly Amber felt something large and hard, slap across her face and blinding stars, exploded in her vision. She felt herself on the verge of passing out
but fought against it... She would have been better being unconscious and letting this man do what he pleased, instead of being awoke for what was next. The
slap took the wind and the fight out of Amber. Somewhere within her foggy brain and between the exploding stars, she could hear his voice saying "Slut,
scream all ya like, no one can hear shit. That slap I just gave ya, was somethin of a payback..." Then he slapped her again (More stars... More fog) "I told
ya I aint fuckin around." The fight was now gone, Amber’s arms put up a feeble effort trying to vainly to stop the coming assault, they felt like great
weights was holding them down. She began to sob and plead with the big man as futility slowly moved in.
The big man grabbed both of her small flailing fist in one of his much larger hands and pulled her arms over her head, "NOOOPLEEZEPLEEZEPLEEZE.." Sobbed the
poor girl as the trucker now, shifted his large frame between her petite legs. Strong hips once again began their grinding motion, pressing his hard manhood
against her soft mound. With her arms held over her head, his other hand was free to molest her flesh without inference. He obscenely licked his lips as he
watched his hand first wrap around her soft neck... Squeeze just enough to get her attention... Then ease up and slide slowly down... Rough fingers slid
left, and roughly caressed delicate tanned shoulders... "His hands feel like leather" she thought to herself, his fingers strong and menacing continued.
He stared down at the intoxicating beautiful, blond, young tanned girl, his gaze now, almost trance-like as his eyes played over her body. His large heart
began to slam in his chest, as his cruel hand now traveled south and stopped itself on her breast. He squeezed her right tit and let a low, guttural moan...
Her skin was soft and moved like jello... With an open hand, he used his palm to knead "little circles" over the nipple... Trying to coax it to harden, after
feeling the button semi-respond to his stimulation, he smiled with a sneer and strong fingers, clamped down on her large tit and painfully mashed....
"OWWWOUU... PLEASE... Y-YOUR HURTING MEEE..." She cried, and with a sinister chuckle Old Pete simply replied "No Missy... Not yet." Amber’s tears now flowed
like water.... His four short words sent shivers of dread through out her entire being. Her arms struggled trying to pull free of the vice-like hand that
held them down as the other hand now painfully, pinched her nipple... Then locking the nipple between two large fingers, he twisted... Tiny blistering
needles of pain filled the hardening fleshy nipple. "OOOWWHHHOWWW..." Amber screamed "W-why are you d-doing this to me? WHHHYYY?" She bawled, "You d-don’t
have to do this... Please... You looked like such a good person, when I got in the truck... Please don’t do this.."
Amber hoped, she could touch the soul of the "gentle" good person, that stopped and picked her up. She tried to ignore the mashing, squeezing hand that
attacked her breast and spoke on. "M-my parents will worry... If I don’t call them on my cell-phone, they’ll call the police..." The word "police" snapped
Old Pete out of his trance of lust pulling his attention away from the lushness of her body. "Oh, I’m not worry bout that.." He said in mocking voice, his
fingers gently running themselves over her breast. "...From where I picked you up... To where we are now... We’re far, far away from where you broke down...
I doubt very seriously, anyone will find us, let alone disturb the privacy of our little party..." This scared Amber more than the hand, that slowly crept
under her tee-shirt... "B-but.. B-but... Your not a bad p-person... You don’t have to d-do this..." She gulped and steeled herself as her naked breast under
her shirt, felt calloused fingers squeeze the bare flesh. "If you let me go, right now, I p-promised not t-to say a word." The young girl promised.
"Oh I don’t care who you tell... You don’t know me... You don’t know my name... You don’t even know the number on my license plates... Whatcha gonna tell?
Some old guy raped me? So what? You’ll be one more raped little cunt." He flatly stated then laughed. He let out another low, guttural moan as his hips dug
his hard cock into hers as his fingers drank in the feel, of Amber soft breast. Now panicking again, Amber quickly yelled out "WHY ME?" Old Pete responded in
a flat unfeeling tone.. "Why not you?" Amber quickly came back "B-BUT WHY A-ARE YOU DOING THIS!!!" Old Pete pulled his hand from under her shirt, Amber let
out a brief sigh of relief... He grew quiet as his hand now rested softly on her chin. His body stopped grinding against hers and he looked down on the young
girl with a flat seriousness in his eyes. Amber looked up with pleading eyes at the older man, hoping her last question was making him re-think his actions.
"Why am I doing this?" He repeated her question, "Why?" He said again, this time lightly tapping on her chin with one finger. Then an malevolent glimmer
sparked in his eye "BECAUSE I FUCKEN CAN!!" He yelled and in one swift movement, his hand left her chin, grabbed her tee-shirt at the neck and ripped it
down, exposing her tanned tits as they bounced free. He licked his lips again and before Amber could say another word, large middle aged lips, fell upon
young, soft skin and a greedy mouth sucked a perky tit into it. "N-NOOOOOOooo" Screamed the young girl as she endured the suckling action.
"PLLEEASEPLEEZEEE...STTOOOOOPPPP..." She felt the strong lips rhythmically squeeze and pull.... Squeeze and pull... Squeeze and pull... Then her soft flesh
felt then the warm wetness of his spit as it began to cover it. She felt a rough, stubbled tongue, wiggle and rake sluggish over her skin... Then Amber let
out a surprised, stinging yelp, as his teeth bit into her nipple. The greedy mouth slid between her breast and a hungry tongue, lapped the soft skin before
moving to the next breast.
Old Pete’s mouth covered the adjacent tit, once again his violent mouth went to work... He then pulled at the nipple... Tugged it... His lips viciously
suckled... The voracity of his oral, sucking action made Amber gasp. The soft skin of the nipple puckered at the oral brutality... The other hand was busy
fondling and squeezing the other breast and pinching her nipple, Amber squealed in protest as the fingers continued pinching and twisting... Then the hand
suddenly lost interest with the feel of her tit and headed south... Down... Down... Down... Across the smoothness of a flat stomach... "SSSTTOOOPPP...
STOOOOPPP... SSTTOOOOP!" Greedy fingers, played lustfully inside a pierced belly-button, then the hand moved around her body and gripped Amber’s firm ass.
She lets out another squeal of protest as the hand squeezed... Then the hand moves down, across the tight, short, denim material until it reached the bare
skin of Amber’s thighs. "NNOOOOSSTTTOOOOPPP..." She screamed, as the rough hands moved between the legs at the knee, then headed north.
"Stop fighting me slut... Ya know ya want this... Why else would you’ve gotten the fuck in my truck? Didn’t your daddy teach you about accepting rides from
strangers?" Amber began to violently squirm, attempting to avoid the hand moving up slowly between her legs... Old Pete was going slow, making her see her
futility of struggle... Making her anticipate and the next move of her sexual assault... Slow, so she would remember this night for the rest of her life. As
the hand moved up her thighs, she wailed and kicked her legs. The large hand was now at her upper inner thigh. Its sized engulfed the softness as it climbed
until it was once again touching denim, the large hand cupped her crotch and Old Pete’s the long, fat middle finger pushed against her cunt, then slid slowly
up and down between the middle of her legs and even through her shorts, Amber could feel the thick finger slide between her cunt’s vulvar. "Aahhhh...
Yeaahh.." He moaned in her ear. "Your cunt is so damn soft..." His stubble face raking against the soft skin of her face. The length of his middle finger
rubbed repeatedly over the tight denim material, between the young girls cunt lips. All Amber could do was cry, unable to stop this monster. She tried
closing her mind to his raspy and obscene moans of pleasure, that was filling her ears, it made her feel helpless... Dirty... Disgusted... And sickened to
the pit of her stomach..
Then she tried mentally "blocking" out the dirty touch of the fat finger rubbing against her womanhood, that made her feel so soiled. As calloused fingers
massaged an inexperienced, denim clothed cunt, at the same time a fat, bumpy tongue borrowed its way into her ear... Again the poor girl squealed in protest.
A feeling akin to nausea, sent cold shivers down her spine, bringing along with it, an electric numbing sensation that encompassed the ear that was being
"orally" probed and that side of her face and down neck. Her ears has always been, one of her strongest "erroneous zones", and she enjoyed hours of having
them licked.. Sucked and nibbled on, by her college beau... Now the feeling felt aberrant... It both revolted her and excited her... She then felt a
loathsome, gut-churning "disgust" at herself for feeling, the remotest sensation of anything resembling a pleasure... She would curse herself more before
this night was over.
She tried moving her head from one side to another but the disgusting tongue followed... It wiggled into her ear, then it "probed" deeper until it pushed
against the inner ear hole. She wanted to scream... Bite... Stop what this fiend was doing to her, it felt like a wet, fatten slug, sloshing around inside
her head, it’s wetness flickered over the small opening, then it felt as if, it was trying to push itself into her head, like some... Sluggish, wiggling
cock, trying to rape her ear. Amber could hear and feel, the hot breath that accompanied the tongue, she bawled as electric, numbing sensation continued to
shoot through her ear. The intensity brought images of her boyfriend sucking madly on her ear, while trying to put one hand up her blouse and his other hand
down her pants. She would laugh and squeal and pretend to fight him off, he would call her his little "slut" and "playfully" threaten to "rape" her sweet
pussy. Amber would "gleefully" wrestle him off, she always enjoyed their occasional, "make believe" rough sex sessions more than she let on, the "fantasy" of
forced sex always appealed to some portion of her feminist mind, and on some nights, she even "masturbated" to the images of her handsome boyfriend, holding
her down and fucking her against her will.
But this was different... Far different... She had never been so terrified in all of her life, this male voice, also called her a "slut", now the sound of
that word brought on her strong feelings of shame.. Shame for enjoying the "pet" name so much when her boyfriend used it. She felt stupid, for getting into a
strange truck with a strange man, she did know better. Did she "secretly" want this? As this raping son of a bitch suggested? Had she somehow unconsciously
chose to hitch hike hoping thi would happen? She felt sickened at this thought... Nauseated, she cursed herself, for ever playing with the sick "fantasy" of
forced sex in her mind, "I’m not a slut..." she thought as she continued her struggles, "I’m not, I’m not, I’m not..." She repeated over and over in head
until the next feeling she received, snapped her back to reality...
The swollen, nasty tongue pulled out of her ear and began to suckle on her ear lobe. Even through her jeans, she could feel the thick middle finger rub
between the "cow-toe" shape of her cunt... Mositure was building, then suddenly the finger slid down... It slithered over the spot between her cunt and her
anus and kept going, soon the finger was right over the tight opening of her anus, where it stopped and applied pressure. Amber instinctively tried to clench
the muscles in her butt cheeks, then the poor girl let out a pitiful whine. In her current position the way her body lay, it was impossible to "squeeze’ her
butt-cheeks together and close off the access to her most vulnerable area. The fat finger pushed and pressed firmly against the jean material, protecting her
tight opening as if trying to brake through...
"I’m gonna enjoy fucking this.." He mocked, as his mouth moved down to her neck. "NO YOU FUCKEN BASTARD... NO!" She screamed. Old Pete merely laughed at the
young girl, then pulled his hands away from her ass. In order to move on to his next step, the trucker had to release her hands, as soon s he did, Amber took
this as her chance to somehow fight him off and maybe get away. Her small hands began beating against his much larger body and against the sides of his
hands. With his lustful passion now at a point of no return, as his hands began to unbutton her tight denim, low-cut shorts, his beady eyes gleamed and
fasten on the sight of her wet, firm, titties bouncing and jiggling, as the young girl vainly fought to get him off her.
Amber felt the opening of the top button on her denims, this drove her on. She pummeled the trucker, with everything she had and when she felt the zipper
being pulled down, the energy of sheer panic returned, she redoubled her efforts... Her nails raked his arms and then moved up to his scraggly face. One hand
dug its nails into his cheek as the other hand headed towards his eyes. The pain made Old Pete forget about her jeans as he howled in pain, quickly one hand
stopped the most immediate threat, the hand scratching at his eyes. He grabbed the small hand in his much larger one and painfully "squeezed.." Amber now
cried out in pain and tried to pull her hand free. He growled in a sick type of pleasure and squeezed harder. Amber now howled as her hand felt like it was
being mashed between two metal vices. He pulled the other hand from his face with his free hand and began squeezing that one as well.
Amber now jerked and bawled as the trucker slowly, methodically, added more and more pressure. Amber cried... Screamed as he added more pressure and begged
he would stop. "So you like giving pain huh? I was gonna make this short and quick and then let you go (He was lying) but now, it seems I gotta teach you a
lesson and drag this on, until I get fucken tired." Now Amber was hysterical, her hands hurt so much, she thought they were broken. With every word, the
trucker applied pressure and now her fingers felt numb and burned in agony. The pain grew so bad, her head raised up and tried biting the hands, the trucker
merely laughed, raise her hands higher and then applied more pressure. "Lay back down slut.." He growled, mocking the poor girl, Amber laid back down and
writhed in torment. "You wanna fight me little slut, thats Ok... I like them to fight... Who knows, maybe you’ll get away... But scratch me again and I
swear, I’ll slowly cut off each finger... Then use my blade on your tits!"
This he said with bile and contempt. Though he looked as if he would do it, in reality, Old Pete was simply a serial rapist... Not a killer. He enjoyed
fucking women... Not taking their life but Amber didn’t know this. Tearfully she agreed and he released her hands, she instinctively pulled them to her mouth
as if trying to blow comfort onto them, like a parent does to a child’s "boo-boo". They felt numb ached terribly, she laid still and cradled her poor
fingers. While she did this Old Pete return to his chore. Amber’s heart jumped, as she felt large fingers, fumble and finally get her shorts zipper down.
Rough, uncaring hands grabbed at the sides of her shorts and began to pull them down, they were so tight against her body, Old Pete literally lifted her
small body off the small bed and into the air. The shorts slowly peeled over her hips and Amber felt cool air brush against her naked ass... Old Pete pulled
and pulled, soon they were at her knees... With one final jerk, the shorts were down her legs and off and her body fell back to bed, with an undignified
plop.
Amber instinctively closed her legs in shame. After going this far, the sex-crazed trucker, was not going to be denied the heavenly vision of his prize. He
grabbed her legs and snatched them apart, he pushed them back giving him full access to her softness. She Amber looked up at this man, who acted and sounded
more like an animal, then he did a human being. With every jerk, he growled, with every movement of her body, he scowled. Now slowly coming, to the
realization, that she might get... Raped, she dutifully studied and watched his features, hoping to later pick him out of some future line-up. She had always
heard, that a woman never has the right memory of her attackers face, unless the victim knew the attacker. She would be different, she would separate her
mind from her body and study every aspect of his face. Little did she know, this face would haunt her dreams for a long, long time...
Continued...
Part II
...She watch his features as he continued on but when he spread her legs and pushed them back, the look in his eyes... The sheer lust... The sexual joy, she
saw on his face, made her shamefully turn her gaze away, fearing what was coming next. Though he was still wearing her black thong, Old Pete stared down on
her youthful womanhood, and drank in her tanned beauty. His throat went dry even as his mouth watered, the beauty of her legs spread wide, made his heart
pound in his ears... If she was pleading, he couldn’t hear... All he could hear was the loud drumbeat of his massive heart, the sound of his own raspy,
rapid, breathing and he could only feel the sweat on his body and a large straining organ in his pants. With her head still turned away from the awful sight,
Amber tensed as from the edge of her sight, she saw his large head go down...
Amber then felt the warmth of his mouth covering her crouch. Even through her thong, she felt the return of his tongue licking... Lapping... The mouth moved
to the spot where the thigh and body connect, the young girl instinctively jerked as the mouth licked and sucked. She felt warm spit cover her skin, then
grow cool, then the mouth was back on her womanhood sucking and pulling at the thong material. She felt a hand reach between her legs and snatched the thin
thong material. The hand savagely pulled making the elastic bite into her soft skin before finally tearing away, only to be casually tossed in the corner.
"My trophy" he thought to himself, as he buried his face in her womanhood. Amber let out a gasped, at the wet attack of his mouth. Then she gasped again as
the swollen, sluggish tongue pushed violently between the lips of her cunt. Amber could feel the "wiggling" pressure, pushing in and out of her pussy. It
Twisted.... Explored... Then it licked repeatedly.... It retracted from her cunt, then shoved itself back in. Old Pete’s mouth was now filled with the
delicious flavor of her salty dry womanhood. Amber felt the wiggling pressure pull out, then his mouth latched onto one lip of her vulvar, it sucked on the
soft flesh and pulled it... His large mouth like a vacuum cleaner, its suction stretched the skin only to let go and start on the other side. Once done with
that, she felt the swollen tongue, slide back between the vulvar and into her. Iin and out... In and out... Over and over, Amber squeezed shut her eyes as
the tongue raped her as if it was a cock.
As Old Pete continued his oral assault, Amber could feel the warm spit trail down between her legs. The middle aged man sexually devoured her cunt, then the
tongue moved up as Old Pete’s mouth found a new place to suck. Amber hissed and then involuntarily jerked when the mouth reached her clit. It sucked and
pulled at the orb. "OHGODNO..NO!" She hissed, as the swollen, wet, sluggish, tongue ravaged the clit... It pushed under the fleshy hood and attacked, as the
mouth suckled and attempted pull the clit free. Like some ravenous animal, her clit was assaulted... Amber’s heart slammed in her chest, each time the clit
was sucked and lapped... Her body involuntarily jerked each time, the tongue danced a new movement across it. "OGODNO... OGODNO... OGODNO.." Amber cried as
the clit began to respond to the savage treatment by swelling and pulling from under its "hood". Once exposed the tongue now brutally attacked. The large
slug licked up and down the shaft of the small button, wrapped around and around the sides and rubbed the head with fiendish passion.
Amber shook her head from side to side trying deny the feeling. Her cunt was now wet from both spit and her own juices and with each breath, needles of
pleasure shot through her hips and into her stomach for she could feel something unwanted, starting to slowly approach. "I'M BEING RAPED!" She screamed at
herself, hoping the stark reality would quell the rising energy. Oral sex was another "weakness" of hers, she could lay for hours allowing her inexperienced
boyfriend, to clumsily eat her out only to orgasm and make him start again. This mouth was different... It was wild... Course... Uncaring... Demanding... And
very, very experienced! Her breath was now coming in gasps... She could barely breath as the sensation took over. Unable to gain control she screamed
profanity at her attacker, hoping that would make him ease up... Old Pete knew what was happening, he had done this too many times. As Amber felt some form
of "control" coming back, Old Pete suddenly released the clit, his tongue traveled down into her sending another pleasurable jolt through out Amber’s body.
"OOHHH... OOHH... OOOHHH..." She howled, she felt her legs being pushed back even further, then an angry tongue slid down and attacked her exposed ass-hole.
Amber let out another gasp "UUOHH.. NOO.." She gasped, "NOT THERE... NOT THERE!" The tongue teased the tight opening, sending jolt after sexual jolt through
Amber’s torso. Her hands were up immediately and pushed against the large head. The tongue didn’t let up, it licked at her anus... Probed it’s tightness...
Tested it, as his mouth continued sucking.... Involuntary shivers crept up her legs and caused her thighs to shake... Then without warning the fat, swollen
tongue shoved brutishly into her ass and at the same time, two fingers shoved into her wet cunt.
Amber’s eyes grew wide and a loud gasp cut off her next breath... Her eyes squeezed tightly closed and her jaws locked... Her face contorted and all her
muscles stiffened... Locked... Then spasmed. The hands that were at first pushing her assailant’s head away, was now holding on to it with dear life as an
unexpected... Distasteful... Vicious climax, slammed into her like a freight train and dragged her mind through the storm of a "forced" sexual bliss.
Her orgasm was harsh... Brutal... Almost bestial in its wake. Her mouth hung wide, trying to take in air... She couldn’t breath... Fingers in her cunt, moved
savagely in and out and the fat tongue in her ass followed suit. Then Ambers lips angrily pursed, as jaw muscles clenched... Tiny vein exposed themselves
along the sides of her temple, as the only climatic utterance of denial she could muster was a loud, wailing "Ooo" sound as the muscles in her body,
tightened and shook "OOOOOOOooooOOOOOoooooooo..." She cried out. Sounding more like a wounded animal, then a human having an orgasmic experience.
As fast as it came, it left... As savage as it was, it was just beautiful... As delicious as it felt, it was ugly, tarnished and unwanted... Her body cruelly
gave to his mouth, what it demanded, then it was over just as quick. There was no floating... No sensual cloud to ride on... None of that bullshit, she had
read on the internet in regards to "forced orgasm." It was caustic... Sharp... It wracked her body... And slapped the shit out of her soul... Her mind
refused it but every nerve in her body accepted it... Drank it down... Each nerve fired off in black pleasure... In one complete, sudden orgasmic blast...
Her body drank deeply from the dark, sexual cup of rape...
And enjoyed the flavor.
She bit her lip, in order not to cry out... Not to be exposed.. She simply kept her eyes closed and silently rode out the best climax she ever had in her
young life. She didn’t want her assailant to know... To suspect... That, she received any form of physical ecstacy from this terrible thing he had forced on
her. But Old Pete did know... And as he pulled his face from between her sweaty, spit covered thighs, he laughed at her "I told you, you were a slut!" The
once fun "sex" word now cut into her mind and soul like some dirty, ragged razor.
An emotion akin to self-mortification shot through her, followed by a sickly flush of shame, bringing an anguish and nausea to Amber stronger than the
terrible climax, she had just endured. Oral sex is normally accepted and enjoyed by most... Even encouraged by others, but when forced on someone, by another
who is sexually unwanted it tends becomes ugly... If an orgasm... Especially a strong orgasm is achieved by the unwilling partner, then disgust rips a hole
in the bottom of the victims stomach, producing a self-disgrace that never goes away but follows the victim like a sinister shadow. That hides itself, makes
the victim think it I gone but will emerge each time the gratification of sexual pleasure draws near. The victim may want to forget, try to forget... But the
every time the pangs of erotica courses thru the body, the ugly memory of the vile pleasure follows.
The only escape is when the victim embraces the fact, that her body responded and even enjoyed act, even as her mouth and mind screamed the word "no" over
and over again. This is the conclusion Amber will come to, after spending years in denial.
An orgasm may be good to experience but done under the wrong circumstances, the feelings that follow are not....
They never are.
Tears ran from her eyes like water, Amber broke down and sobbed like a shameful child. Old Pete on the other hand, felt no such emotion he lovingly kissed
her body, again and again as he began to slowly move up.
To Amber each touch of his mouth on her body made her skin crawl by the time his demanding mouth got to her soft breast and began to suckle, it dawned on her
what was next. She immediately tried to pull from under him but she waited to late, his much larger body laid upon hers and held her firm. The trucker’s
mouth was now moving from her neck to her ear again, she struggled against him even as his coursed whiskered face scratched against her soft skin. Her eyes
darted around in the small cabin hoping to find some kind of weapon. It was then when she looked up and noticed the mirror.
This son of a bitch had glued mirror panels over the entire surface of the ceiling and the walls, so his victims could watch themselves as he raped them
without mercy. Amber now saw how large the man was in regards to her. He was big and hulking and she looked like a little "kwepie" doll underneath him. The
image reminded her of a documentary she once saw in class involving the mating practices of the bull walrus. She was spellbound and stunned her when the much
larger bull walrus, rudely mounted the much smaller cow and mated her, despite the cows whines of reluctance. Looking up at the mirror and seeing the stark
relationship of the truckers great size laying between her small legs, she felt like the small female walrus about to be "fucked" by a large bull. The images
in the mirror of their bodies struggling and wrestling around in the small cabin invaded her mind and locked her gaze to it. Her mind drifted and left her
body as she stared at the surreal image as if it the mirror was a TV. In her mind she was somewhere else watching two other people and amazed at what they
were doing.
Like the documentary she saw in class, she was transfixed by her and the trucker’s images, both clothed in red light and sweat moving against each other. She
had to use every iota of mental strength, to pull her eyes away from the mirrored ceiling. Amber continued to struggle and plead as he held her arms in both
of his hands but when he took one of her hands and placed it with other in one hand, she didn’t want to, but she looked up once again and saw the other hand
moving down between their bodies.
"NONOPLEASEDON’TDOTHIS.." She screamed, then she felt the free hand grip something large and hard, then press it against the soft opening of her wet snatch.
She could feel his hips pushing to assist the hand as the hard bulbous head of Old Pete’s massive cock strained against the resisting flesh. He was large,
she could feel that... Much larger than her boyfriend, she wasn’t sure that she could take what was being forced between the lips of her tight cunt but she
had little choice in the matter. Amber let out a painful cry as a sharp hurt stabbed between her legs. Large hips pushed and strained as the large cock’s
head struggled to get inside her. Old Pete groaned in her ear "Oh yeah slut... I knew you’d be a tight one..." and continued squeezing in. Amber was in pain,
she tried to beg the man, that her body couldn’t handle him "P-please..." She stammered.. "I-I c-can’t I-I can’t... take.... Y-your t-too..." Then Amber let
out a painful cry of distress as the large bulbous head, thrust itself in...
"OH FUCCKYEAH..." Moaned the trucker, in a deep croaking voice. Then his hand moved away to allow his hips to finish the job... He congratulated himself on
this latest choice. She was beautiful and her cunt was as tight as it was as sweet to taste. Amber laid underneath the large man with closed eyes and gritted
teeth...
"P-pleasepleasepleaseplease..." She begged as he grunted in her ear and slid more into her. "OMIGAWD" She cried out, Old Pete drank in her pain and
discomfort. "You want me to stop?" He whispered in her ear and eased a little more in "YES...GAWD YES..." she continued to cry "PLEASE STOP!" His hips
stopped pushing and he smiled, he knew he was hurting the girl and he was loving it. He then told the young girl "Beg me to stop and I will". Amber began to
beg, she begged and cried like a child. She begged Old Pete and he drank in her fear and anxiety. "Now tell me, I’m the best fuck you’ve ever had." He
demanded, Amber now reduce to a crying quivering shell, no longer had any fight or resistance left in her. She whimpered and weakly told him what he wanted
to hear.
This too shamed her to her very core... To say those words... But she complied with his wishes, then felt relief as she felt him pulling out... "Say it
again." He growled... "Y-your t-the best f-fuck, I-I’ve ever h-had.." She said again, crying and feeling even more humiliated. "Say it louder." he growled
"Y-you’re the best fuck I’ve ever had." came the words "Louder bitch... Louder." Amber was now screaming the shameful words...
"YOURBESTFUCKI’VEVERHAD.." again and again, then pleaded "N-Now p-please stop... Please l-let me go..." With his hips pulled back and once again, with only
his cock’s head inside her, Old Pete looked down on the poor girl... Smiled... Then did what he always does, growl like an animal and thrust with all of his
might... He slammed into her... Her eyes bulged wide and her mouth opened and let out a silent scream. He loved the torture, his overly endowed organ
brought, "OHGAWDOHGAWDOHGAWD.." Amber pitifully wailed, her cunt felt like someone shoved a large club inside her. Thankfully her cunt was still sopping wet
from his oral assault or her agony would have been worse. The muscles in her cunt responded to the savage penetration by going into shock and locking around
his hard meat like a glove. Old Pete moaned at the tight feeling, then laughed. Amber cringed in pain as she felt every chuckle... Every movement of his
body. Old Pete grabbed a handful of her blond hair and pulled it back, her head violently jerked back as Old Pete’s hips pulled back and slammed forward
again... Another painful cry but not as bad as the first. Her cunt was now numb to further pain, even as Old Pete began his very cruel fuck.
He back arched as his hips pulled back and slammed into the girl again and again, he fucked her hard... Brutal... He grunted and slammed into her like she
was a whore or a piece of meat. He wanted to stretch her cunt, so her boyfriend would never enjoy her body again. Amber strained and tried to adjust to the
large organ, shoving in and out of her. She could feel the pressure ram into her, then pull back... Ram into her and then pull back again and again... With a
savage cruelty, she had never known before, the trucker took her with wild abandonment. His mouth was once again on her breast... Suckling them until the
nipples grew hard and tender and hurt. His tongue raked the knobby flesh as his mouth sucked... His teeth bit the nipples, sending involuntary shivers
through her skin. Her eyes opened and she stared at the ceiling... Their mirror image reflected back to her. She watched his body lunge into hers... His hips
bang against her own and his ass muscles tighten with every thrust.
His face buried itself into the side of her face and she could feel his tongue back in her ear... Licking... Wiggling... Exploring. Her neck ached and burned
in different spots on both sides of her neck and when she turned to the side mirror, she could see why. Along the soft, white skin of her neck, dark, blue
"hickies"revealed themselves. The one thing she has always hated, since the first day she ever made out, with her first boy, now covered her neck. Each time
he sucked on her neck, he marked her as his "fuck toy"... His slut slave for life. He groaned in her ear... He wanted her to hear the dark pleasure he was
having with her body. She could hear and feel his hot, raspy breathing and his moans of barbarous joy. Her cunt was still wet and his large tool took
advantage of it... Sliding in deep and pulling back... Throbbing and penetrating... Wanting more and more of her... He grabbed her small legs and pulled them
back... When that wasn’t enough, he put them over his shoulders, leaned forward on his strong massive arms and plowed into her. Amber laid there... Her cunt
numb from the constant barrage, accepting the vicious treatment from this primitive intruder of her body.
His pace continued on and on from seemed to Amber like forever. Sweat covered their bodies as his hips gyrated from side to side, then slammed into her. He
wanted to fuck every inch of her budding womanhood... Teach her what "real" cock was like. He wanted to fuck her cunt forever but his body had other plans,
Old Pete felt a building pressure in his loins and knew what was coming next. He tried for a time to block it out but like most pleasures, after a while it
came back stronger than the first. Forcing her legs back as far as he could, his pace grew and grew faster and faster... His masive hips repeatedly pulled
back, then burried itself deep inside her. He was moving at break neck speed... Amber could hear now his breathing grow harder and faster... Harder and
faster... She to knew what was coming next.. "P-plea..e-ease don’t..." She tried stammering, but the savage thrusting between her legs cut off her speech...
The pace was now full force. "D-don’t..." She tried to say again the words was cut short by the truckers plowing, driving force. Finally he pulled away from
her neck area... Her legs were pushed back as far as he could get them... She stared into the face of a crazed, sex fiend... "P-please.. D-don’t c-cu..." His
body now slamming into hers... Rising and falling almost driving Amber into the mattress...
"OHFUCK..." He groaned.. The pressure in his nut-sac building... "P-please no..." she whined... "OHFUCK..." He said louder, his speed increased as his large
body tore into the young girl... He felt the pressure move into his hips as pin-pricks of titillating energy, shot through him like electricity...
"OHHFUCK... OHHFUCK.." ("No Please...") The big man could hardly breath, his eyes glazed over and strong neck muscles strained... "OHHFUCKENSHIT...
(P-please... pllease..) "AHM GONNA FUCKEN CUM... AHM GONNA FUCKEN CUM... ("DON’TDON’T")... With one last mighty thrust, he slammed his hard meat deep inside
her body and roared....
Amber also screamed out "PLEASEDON’TCUMINSIDEOFMEEEEEEE...."
Far too late...
"AARH... AAARHH... AAAARRRRHHHHHHHHHHHGAAWWD...." Old Pete yelled.. He felt like he was dying... Foul, electrical pleasure shorted out his brain signals,
pumped dopamine into his body and ent it into convulsions. Sharp tiny sparks of ecstasy prickled and jab at his quivering thighs, then like lightening, it
jutted up his large, sweaty body. It tore into his ass sending some of its energy into in his anus making his butt cheeks involuntarily shudder... Then the
pleasure climbed up his back and rippled thru his large frame... His heart stopped.... Skipped... Stopped... Then started again. With eyes clinched shut, his
large head shook from side to side flinging large beads of sweat from one side to the other in an attempt to rid himself of the strong sexual energy from his
mind. Amber tried pushing his hips away in vain "DON’TCUMINMEEEPLLLEEEAASSSE..." She screamed again, even as she felt his great weight slam into hers, pin
her to the matttres and every muscle in his body violently shake, shiver stiffen between her legs. Old Pete couldn’t hear her, all he could hear was the
sound of "rush" filling his ears as too much pleasure ripped a hole in his skull. She could feel his cock quickly throbbing inside her... Then it swelled
tight and began to violently shudder.... Old Pete felt something in his nut-sac explode in a pain so deliciously sweet, he felt his very consciousness,...
His every sense... Being dragged to his pelvic area, where the hot, thick liquid moved up like a exploding volcano.... The feeling was so intensified... So
blissfully sweet, he roared again......
He was cumming inside her... Cumming hard! Pleasure slammed into him and made him jerk, each time his cock blasted a hot, massive, stream of cum inside her.
Because Old Pete’s seminal release, has always been plentiful, Amber could feel the thick, warm liquid spray inside her womb. The sudden wet warmth inside
her, almost made her swoon and she cursed herself, as she experienced her second orgasm. The trucker held onto the young girl... Kept her body close as she
dug her nails into his ass. He cradled her head to his shoulder and continued to spew his cum inside her. "T-take my s-seed..." He whispered hoarsely in her
ear... "Take it all..." and she did, her legs pulled back and rich man-seed coated her love canal and splashed into uterus...
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