She couldnk get free from him, but she did manage to twist her mouth from his. "Let go of me," she demanded.
"Why?" he replied.
" 'Why?' " she echoed. "Because I haven't given you any indication I wanted to be put:"
In the seat, Roger, the younger brother, laughed.
"Girlie, when you sack your thumb out to a trucker, it means you're willing to put out."
He had started slowing the truck, pulling off the road. Lyn was aware that they were in desolate country, that they hadn't passed, or been passed by a car since going onto this highway.
"lf you're not waling to give us what we want, we'll be glad to let you out right here."
"Yeah," Ed rasped, his hand stat scoueezing her ass, "after we strip you. Peril drop your clothes and bag somewhere down the road. With any luck, you'll stumble over them. But it's a twenty-mae walk to the next town from here. And you'll probably walk it all. This road gets about as much traffic as niggers et invitaaons to Dan meetings."
Lyn's heart sank. As dark and stormy as it was outside, she might not find her belongings if they threw them out of the truck. She'd be aione, abandoned, naked.
"Wh… What do you want me to do?" she mumbled.
Ed released her. "Strip!" he said.
"What're you going to do to me afterwards?"
Lyn asked fearfully as she caught the hem of the abbreviated sweatshirt and reversed it as she lifted it over her head.
Both men gasped at the sight of her naked tits.
"You give us what we want, girlie," Roger assorted bet, "and we'll drop you on a main highway at Springfield. I mean," he continued,
"we're reasonable guys, we don't want to cause you any trouble if we don't have to."
No Lyn thought, you just want to use me. But she had no choice other than to let them use her.
The altemative was more than she could bear to think about.
Sobbing, she opened her cutoffs and pushed them down her legs. It was cramped in the sleeper compartment and she had to twist around to get the denim shorts off. As she did so, Ed reached around her and closed his hands over her tits, then mashed his mouth to hers. His thick tongue drove between her lips as he forced her mouth open. The hands on her tits were heavy, the fingers digging into the resilient mounds.
Roger caught her bikini panties and dragged them down her hips and legs, dropping them in the relief driver's seat along with the rest of her clothing. Then he pushed her legs apart and thrust his hand into her crotch, slamming two fingers into her tender twat at the first opportunity.
Lyn wanted to scream, but her mouth was filled with Ed's tongue and all she could do was writhe in their cruel embrace as they pawed and probed her youthful body.
Ed dropped one of his hands from her tits and wormed it under her to cup her ass. As he twisted his tongue around heft, his hands flexed strongly against her tit and ass, until Lyn was sure she'd bear bruises for days afterward.
At the same time, Roger leaned forward and closed his mouth over the tit his brother had abandoned. His teeth ground against her finm flesh as he slashed his tongue across her nipple.
His fingers sawed in and out of her twat as he worked his other hand under her and closed it against her other ass-cheek. Tears ran down the teenager's face as the two brothers enjoyed her writhing, youthful body. Lyn squirmed, although not in an attempt to escape. Rather, her twisting motions were in an attempt to compensate for the pain that was coursing through her as a result of the harshness of their handling.
When Roger took his hand away from her ass, Lyn had a premonition of what he was going to do. in a moment, she heard the harsh rasping of a zipper being lowered and her fears were realized as the older man pushed her trim thighs apart.
"God," he breathed, as he lifted his face from her tit momentarily, "she's built fine."
"Yeah," his brother agreed. "Hurry up and let me at her."
Roger caught her by the legs and dragged her down the mattress until she was net on her back.
Ne stuffed a couple of firm pillows umder her ass, elevating her hips and making her cunt more accessible to him. After spitting into his palm, he rubbed saliva onto the head of his cock, then used one hand to steer it to the dilated opening of her twat.
"Please, please," Lyn whimpered. She knew she wasn't ready to take his cock into her body. The way they had treated her had not turned her on in the least and her twat was still dry.
Her pleas fell on deaf ears. Roger slammed his hips forward, driving his large cock halfway into her sore twat.
"Christ," he moaned, "she's so tight I'll bet she's almost a cherry."
"Well, loosen her up some," Ed urged, tightening his grip on the tit he was still holding.
Lyn sobbed louder as Roger drove his thick cock deeper into her tight, dry cunt-hole.
As Roger forced his cock farther into her twat, he returned his mouth to her tit and commenced grinding his teeth aginnst her soft nipple.
"Aaaiieeeeee!" Lyn screamed as he bit at n ha flesh. Her body jerked up involuntarily in n response to the pain.
"Yeah, show some life," Ed whispered obscene ly in her ear. At the same time, he wedged his hand into the crack between her ass-cheeks and commenced pressing a finger against her puckered asshole.
'Nooooooooo!" Lyn moaned as she filt his finger easing into her shitter. This was terrible n This was even worse than what happened to her this moming!
Roger's cock was embedded to the hilt nn her twat. He drew it out until only the head of his thick organ was lodged within her, then he slammed the whole length of his cock back into her hole. The head of the massive cock slammed against her arvix and Lyn winced at the force of ihis entrance into her cunt.
Ed was still squeezing her tit and probing her ass hole. Oh Lyn prayed, don't let him want to put i'ues cock there. Please Jet him be satisfied to screw me the regular way. Even in my mouth would be better than up my ass hole.
He took his hand from her tit and caught her chin, forcing her to turn her head Lmtil she was looking at him. Once more, he mashed his lips to hers, pressing her lips back against her teeth as he drove his tongue into her mouth. She could taste the tobacco on his breath as he worked his mouth over hers, his tongue whipping agiunst hers. And he returned his hand to her tit, pinching the nipple as hard as he could.
The thick cock was battering its way im and out of her clinbng cunt, dragging along the sensitive rnembrimes. "Fuck me back, bitch," Roger snarled, grinding his teeth harder against her nipple.
Lyn, out of fear, began to lift her hips to meet his as they slammed his cock into her snatch relendessly.
"Yeah," the trucker moamed, "that's it, bitch, that's it. Move that ass."
Ed pulled his finger out of her ass hole and Lyn heard his zipper being drawn down. Then he was yamking one of her hands down and wrapping her fingers around the hard shaft of his cock.
Obediently; Lyn commenced to slide her hand up and down the length of his cock. That, at least, was something she was familiar with about six months earlier, she had reached the stage where she gave her dates hand jobs as a matter of course.
Despite her intention to merely submit to the two men's demands, the constant sawing of Roger's cock across her clit, as well as the action of the hand and mouth on her tits, was getting to Lyn. Now, as she heaved her cunt up to meet the incoming cock, she found, to her great distress, that she was growing wet im the pussy and discovering pleasing sensations as the cock rode into her twat.
Her hand picked up speed around Ed's cock and she commenced to suck on his tongue as he worked it around in her mouth. Of their own volition, her nipples conpsted and rose, until they ,+ were stiff buds at the center of her tits.
"'Nnnnnggghhh!" the fifteen-year-old girl Lyn moaned against Ed's mouth as she started working Er her hips from side to side. en Roger filled his mouth with as much of her tit as he could and sucked voraciously at the pliant mound. Nis belt buckle dug into the mesh of her belly as he drove his cock into her cunt, but the en pain no longer caused her discomfort. Indeed, she found herself hoping that Ed would refrain from en lowering his trousers when bee fucked her. The rasping of the rough cloth against her thighs and belly was simply smother stimulus. Lyn breathed through her flaring nostrils and humped her cunt up faster and with greater variety to the motion of her pelvis.