“This car seemed much bigger when I was young,” John said.
Her knees were lifted to her chest and John took advantage of the opening. He started pounding her pussy hard with his dick and Kate wrapped her arms around her knees. It was awkward at first, but she quickly got used to the feeling and loved having a dick inside of her once again. She knew John had a nice looking dick, and it felt even better. “Oh John, fuck me harder,” she said.
John grabbed onto Kate’s shoulders to draw her in closer while his pelvis thrust in and out of her. “You’re so sexy Kate. I wish I could fuck you every day,” he said.
“Your dick is so big, I don’t know if I could handle it every day,” she said.
John clinched his teeth together and began fucking as hard as he could. Kate’s head hit against a stereo speaker in the back every time he thrust into her. “Uh, uh, oh shit, oh shit,” she repeated as his fully erect cock burrowed into her. His hands moved closer to her neck and he became more and more violent with his thrusts. “I’m going to do something. Don’t be alarmed,” he said. Before Kate could utter a word, his hands were around her throat and her breathing was cut off. Her eyes widened as he firmly clenched her neck. “It will be better,” John said, and continued thrashing into her pussy faster and faster. Kate managed to cough once, but that’s all she could produce from her throat. “Oh yeah, I’m going to cum baby. I’m going to cum inside your pussy,” John said.
His dick filled her and the lack of oxygen made it seem huge and almost painful. Her head became light and her face was flush. She flailed her arms in panic and slapped John across the face and tried to push him away, but he was too strong.
“I’m cumming inside of you bitch,” John yelled, and pumped into her viciously as his grip tightened around her neck. Kate’s vision went blurry and she felt herself slipping into darkness, and somehow, unexpectedly, she felt herself climax. It pulsated in her vagina quietly and grew louder as John forced his dick deep inside of her, like a freight train speeding through a tunnel. Soon it was loud and demanding and rushed through her entire body. Her arms and legs stood straight out and her mouth remained open trying to collect air until the rush made it to her head and she slowly… faded… into… nothing… but… black.
Kate woke up in the grass behind a row of trees. John’s car was gone along with all of her belongings. She was nude and shivering in the cold night. Her neck and pussy were sore, and she wasn’t sure how long she was out. “Son of a bitch,” she whispered as she sat up and looked out into the darkness. Leaves crunched under her knees as she crawled out from behind the tree. “John,” she said quietly hoping no one but him would hear. “John, I know you’re out there. You can come out,” she said, slightly louder. When no one appeared, she became frightened. A frog jumped in front of her and she screamed for a moment, but quickly covered her mouth for fear of being caught nude. He fucking left me, she finally admitted. Fear and humiliation stirred inside of her to create a new emotion she never felt before. She stepped out from behind the row of trees and was somewhat relieved to find herself still in the park and not in the middle of nowhere. At least she wasn’t lost.
She searched the immediate area in hopes of finding her purse or cell phone, or even a pair of panties, but there was only grass and twigs. Fuck, what now? The grass tickled her bare ass as she sat on the ground cuddling herself to prevent freezing to death. She thought about her location and what she should do. Ashley’s house was three miles away. That seemed to be her best option. It was late and most people in the area would be asleep. At least she had that going for her.
Her hands were barely able to keep her breasts and pussy covered as she quickly walked down the sidewalk. Most of the houses were dark and if the lights were on, she momentarily hid behind a bush or fence until the coast was clear, then she sprinted past with Olympic speed. Where was this athleticism in high school? she quipped and started to see the humor in the situation.
The laugh was short lived because of chatter she heard coming from the porch of a nearby house. The door opened and a small group of people emerged from the house. There appeared to be a party winding down inside the house and a group stood at the door to say thank you and goodbye. Kate panicked and looked for somewhere to hide. Her options were a mailbox, a bird bath, and an unlocked car next to her. Even with her thin frame, there was no way the mailbox or bird bath could hide her, so she quietly opened the car door, and dove in the back seat. She laid on the floor board and listened for the conversation to disappear. It only got louder, and was soon replaced by the sound of the car door opening.
She had jumped into the car of one of the partiers, and was about to go for a ride. The car started and made a left turn in the opposite direction of Ashley’s house. Even if she did manage to ride in the car without being caught, she was going to be farther from her destination. Fuck me! She screamed in her head, and this time, she did not mean it literally.
The ride was about ten minutes and was full of the driver singing along to awful music, but at least Kate was warm. The car parked and when the driver got out, Kate continued to lay on the floor board giving the driver time to enter his residence, or bar, or store, or wherever the fuck she was. She sat up in the seat and found herself in the parking lot of an apartment building. She peeked through the windows to make sure no one was around, then slowly opened the door and stepped out, crouching down to hide her nude body behind the car.
She had poor observation skills.
“Hey! What the fuck were doing in my car?” someone yelled. Kate looked up and saw the driver sitting on his second floor balcony along with another man. “Oh..I… I wasn’t…” she stammered, searching for a reasonable explanation. There wasn’t one.
The expression on the driver’s face turned from angry to confused, “Wait. Do I know you? Are you stalking me?”
Kate was confused by the question. Stalking? Maybe he was confusing her for someone else. Kate took a look at the car, then turned and looked once again at the driver, and it all came back to her at once, in a rude and startling realization. She had been fucked in that car, with that dick, on that driver. It was the young man she had sex with the week before her birthday.
“Oh my god!” she said and put her hands over her face, forgetting that she was nude.
“Oh yeah, shake it baby!” the other man yelled, and Kate covered herself once again.
“Someone took my clothes and left me in the park. I was hiding in your car. It’s just a coincidence I swear,” she pleaded.
“Were you kidnapped?”
“No, it was a…” Kate thought about which word could describe her situation perfectly, “misadventure,” she said.
“Well why don’t you come up. You can use our phone,” the driver said.
The driver opened the door and Kate eagerly stepped inside the apartment. It was messy with several empty beer bottles on the table and kitchen counter. “My name is Ben by the way,” the driver said. The other man walked in from the balcony as Kate entered the living room. “I’m Ben’s roommate, Mark,” he said, and extended his hand. Kate crossed her legs before shaking Mark’s hand, “Kate,” she said.
The two of them watched from the couch as Kate attempted to cover herself while speaking on the phone. Kate noticed them quietly exchange jokes and laugh.
“I just need you to come and pick me up,” Kate said to Ashley over the phone, “I’ll explain everything later.” She hung up and stood there awkwardly as the two men continued to gawk at her and drink beer. “I don’t suppose you have a robe or maybe a shirt I can borrow?” she said, and hoped chivalry wasn’t dead.
“I know of a way you can earn one,” Ben said, and Kate knew immediately there was no such thing as chivalry in this apartment.