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Beth's Not So Virgin Anymore - 5
by BroRicard (address withheld)
***
The final episode, Beth gets to watch a little
threesome lovin'. (MMF, reluc, mc, voy, rom)
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It was only about a half hour later that I saw the
driver's side door to the Western Star open. In
addition to the visible tears, the word "Slut" was
written on her head, chest and back in large black
letters. I should have thought of that. She walked
across the Rest Stop parking lot in broad daylight,
eliciting horn blasts from about 3 or 4 other truckers
parked or pulling in. I reached over and opened the
door for her and she climbed inside.
7 AM, southbound on I-25. It was getting early. My
girlfriend was naked in the passenger seat, fucked by a
dozen or more random men (and one woman!), her holes
worn out and piercings a-plenty. I have to admit, I was
feeling more love for her than I had in many months.
She endured all of this and still said she loved me.
She still came back to me instead of running away. A
woman, broken instead of a man, frustrated. I have to
admit, a tiny piece of me felt guilty. For about 5
seconds.
It was about 45 minutes to get home from the rest stop,
and she was silent. She fell asleep for most of the
ride. When she woke up, we were just getting to the
city limits. I asked if she was hungry, and she nodded
her head emphatically. I asked if she needed clothes,
mostly kidding. She said it depended where we stopped.
I couldn't tell if she was serious, so I made sure we
stopped at the Wal-Mart on the very north end of town.
I told her that sitting inside the Jeep while I was
inside was not an option, and she surely could not come
inside with me. She was to mill around in the parking
lot while I went and got her some clothes. She looked
very unhappy. I opened my door and waited for her to
open hers. She did, and alertly stepped out into the
parking lot while quietly closing the door. I stepped
onto the asphalt, locked the doors and closed mine.
I started walking towards the store and I saw her hunch
down. I told her I would be back as soon as possible. I
walked inside, curious as to what was going on in the
parking lot. I went to the girls department and picked
out a little pink mini skirt and a white T shirt. I
walked over to the shoes department and picked out a
pair of 2" black heels in her size. I walked to the
check out lines and looked for one with a guy as a
cashier. I waited until the person in front of me was
done, placed the items on the conveyor and sparked up a
conversation.
"How am I doing?"
"Pretty good. I came in here for some candy, but I saw
a naked girl in the lot, so I figured I'd buy her some
clothes."
The look was pure confusion. I wonder what he thought I
said. He scanned the items and I handed him the cash. I
waited for my receipt, and as he handed it to me he
asked, "Where in the lot?" I told him where I was
parked, then thanked him and headed out the door. I
milled around by the exit, pretending to look at the
vending machines.
When I walked out, there were 2 Wal-Mart vests headed
towards the Jeep. I slowly walked towards my spot and
kept my eyes peeled. I saw the one guy wave the other
one over. I stopped and walked up a few spots to see
what was going on.
She was cowering for a minute, then stood up and looked
around. The first guy walked over and I heard him
laughing. I saw him look around and then drop his pants
and say something to Beth. She walked over and dropped
to her knees.
The other guy took out his cell phone and began to
document the blowjob. It wasn't long before he was done
and the other guy stepped up. He slid his pants down
and handed off the phone. She began to go to work when
I heard him say that he thought he knew her. He thought
she was in one of her classes at the local college,
which I am sure she was.
She looked a little terrified, but the second employee
was busy, about to fill her mouth. He pulled out after
a spurt or two and let the rest fly onto her face and
hair. As he was zipping up, he shouted out her name.
She looked mortified. I walked over and tossed the
clothes at her. She stood up and got into them as the
two guys began to hustle for the door, smiling and
laughing.
I opened my door and got in. I unlocked the doors and
she climbed in, in a way-too-short girls' skirt and a
very tight girls shirt, showing her great boobs pierced
and weighted. The chains and weights from her pussy
hung below the hem of the skirt and dragged on the seat
as she slid in. I started the Jeep and began to drive
towards our house. It was about 15 minutes until we got
onto our street, putting the time at about 9 AM on
Saturday morning.
Most everyone was outside in their yards. I pulled over
and stopped about a block south of our house. She
looked at me and opened her door without me even
asking. As she got out, she said she would meet me at
the house. She said this was the last torture she would
endure, and that her love for me was beginning to fade.
There she stood, tiny clothes stretched tight and
showing her goods, piercings clearly visible and the
word SLUT written on her forehead. I pulled away from
the curb and into the driveway a minute later.
I walked into the house, saying hello to the neighbor
to the north. The college kids renting the house to the
south were just staggering outside, recovering from the
night before. I watched through the window as Beth
walked up the sidewalk. Cars slowed down and most
neighbors turned away. A young couple actually walked
out towards the sidewalk to get a better look. She
crossed the street a few houses down and walked by the
college kids.
The girl spoke up and asked her if she was OK. She said
she was, and then I heard one of the guys ask if she
wanted a little morning sex. She stopped and turned to
him. There she stood, cum dried on her face and totally
humiliated. She said "Not today" and resumed her path.
The neighbor to the north said, "Hi Beth. You look a
little... tired. Can I help you out?"
He was a nice single guy in his 40's, but not much for
the ladies to look at. Beth looked at me standing in
our doorway and I nodded. She turned to him and asked
him what he had in mind. He motioned for her to walk
over, and she did. I cracked the door open and watched
him take her forearm and lead her inside. I wish he
didn't have curtains!
I walked inside and fixed some breakfast. I ate it
sitting in front of the TV, occasionally glancing up to
look at the clock. I have to admit that I got a little
concerned after an hour passed. A little bit later I
heard some whistling and clapping, so I got up to look
outside. I saw Beth naked, still with all the
piercings, still with the words SLUT written on her,
but now she was in a new predicament.
The neighbor was walking away from her and her feet
were off the ground. She was impaled on the top of a 3-
foot-high chain link fence-post... the kind with the
rounded metal caps on it. The fence was the dividing
line between our houses and the neighbor kids were
snapping pictures and applauding. I waited and watched
as they walked all around to get a good look. The 2
guys actually reached out to her armpits to lift her
up, and about as the post was dislodged they let go,
slamming the post into her pussy further.
Her feet were now barely touching the ground when they
reached down and grabbed them. They lifted them up and
splayed her legs almost into a split before beginning
to walk her in a circle. They left her with one leg
over each side of the fence, and I walked outside at
that point. They slowly walked back into the house as I
helped her up and off. She looked very hesitant to
allow me to help her out, but she reluctantly walked
inside our house with me.
She asked if I could run her a bath, and I decided I
should comply. I had gotten a lot out of her birthday
and she had gotten very little. Well, at least nothing
she expected. I was busy filling the tub as she walked
in the bathroom. She had taken off the weights, but
left the rings in. She stepped in the tub as it was
filling and asked if I still felt the same way towards
her as I did a week earlier. I had to tell her I
didn't, because it was true. I explained that I
actually began to respect her and cared for her more
than I had because of this weekend. I filled the tub up
and we sat quietly.
After she began to relax, she asked if I was turned on
by it all, and I told her that I was. She asked if I
planned on putting the pictures on the internet, and I
told her I wanted the story on the internet, as well.
She let out a tiny smile and told me to go ahead, as
long as her last name wasn't on it. So here is the
story. I think the pictures that I took will stay on my
computer for a while longer, but I am sure you will
find some pics of her out there.
Have I talked to our friend from the hotel? Sure. Like
he said, he comes into town a couple times a year and
we always get together. The only difference is, now
Beth is a willing participant. But to make it all
better for everyone else, she keeps up the act that she
is being forced. The rings in her flesh have been
enlarged and she now sports 0G hardware everywhere.
The word "SLUT" is written in tattoo ink across her
back and just under her breasts in 2-inch letters. I do
so love her for all of it. I'll have to take some time
out and write about some of our more recent
experiences. Just imagine what two perverts like us can
come up with, instead of just my mind working on it.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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