Chapter 9
Angie no longer tried to escape. She no longer tried to do anything but what she was told to do and she did that willingly. Somehow she had started thinking of herself as forever living in the woods with Richard. It came as a complete shock when Richard finally kicked her out.
The morning had started in a regular way. He had fucked her silly and then made her cook his breakfast. Then he had allowed her to take a shower and to put on one of his shirts. His shirt came down to just above her knees. She wondered what he had in mind when he told her to get into the car.
He drove down the highway a little and then pulled over to the shoulder.
"Get out," he said.
She didn't understand. She looked at him as if she expected him to explain just what she was supposed to do. Instead he reached over and pushed open the door.
"Get out!" he said again.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked.
"I want you to get the fuck out of the car," he answered.
"But why? I don't understand."
"You don't have to understand. Just get out. I'm all done with you. You're free to go. Get out of the car. Now!"
She couldn't believe it was happening to her. A few days ago she would have run out of the car. Now she was strangely hesitant as she remembered the life she had left. She realized that she had left a very boring, safe life. It had been everything but fun.
"But I don't want to go," she said.
"Oh no," he said. "You'd better go. You don't want to make me mad, cunt. I might change your looks."
"I just don't understand," she said. "Please don't make me go. Not yet. Not now. What will I do?"
"You'll go back to your husband, that's what," he said. "Don't you get it yet, bitch? You bore the hell out of me. You were a little bit fun at first, because I like different pussy, but now you're just boring. So get the fuck out."
He was telling her the truth. She could read it in his eyes. He was tired of her. He wanted her out of the car and there wasn't anything she could do to convince him otherwise. She shrugged her shoulders and got out of the car. She barely got the door closed before he was spinning gravel as his car screeched away.
Angie was left alone in the silence but she wasn't left alone long. It was almost like it had been planned that the police would come along at that moment. It was a policeman she recognized, young Matt Kimberly. He hadn't been a policeman for very long. He was tall and handsome and a lot of women in town flirted with him. Angie had never flirted but she had been tempted a couple of times. He noticed her standing by the road as he drove past. She heard the screeching of brakes and then he was turn in around as fast as he could.
He slammed on his brakes beside her for a second time He got out of the car and there was confusion in his face. He looked like he wanted to be sympathetic but he couldn't help noticing the way she was dressed. Perhaps it was natural for a man to notice something like that. His hot eyes went up and down her body and it made her shiver.
"Mrs. Norman," he said. "I can't believe it! Everybody's been looking for you. Where the hell have you been?"
"I was kidnapped," she answered.
"Kidnapped. Who kidnapped you?"
She hesitated. For a moment she had been going to blurt out everything. Then she thought about all the things she would have to go through and somehow held her back from telling on Richard. She didn't know why but she just couldn't.
"I don't know," she said. "They wore masks and they kept me locked up."
"Did they do anything to you?" Matt asked.
His eyes kept going over her and she knew what he was thinking. He was thinking that he would like to do something to her himself. His eyes burned holes in the shirt she was wearing and it made her shiver. She couldn't believe it. Richard hadn't let her go but five minutes and she was already thinking about fucking another man. He was making her hot just looking at her.
"Could you take me back to my husband?" she asked.
"Sure, Mrs. Norman," he said. "First I must make a report. Are you sure you didn't recognize any of them?"
"No," she answered.
"Well, it won't take me long to make a report. Why don't you get in and I'll just make a few notes."
He watched her with hungry eyes as she slipped into the front seat with him. He watched how her shirt slipped up to her upper thighs. She pulled it down but his eyes still feasted on the creamy expanse of thigh flesh.
"How many men were there?" he asked.
"Three or four," she answered. "I don't really remember!"
"And they didn't do anything to you?"
"Of course not," she answered.
"Are you sure? A good-looking woman like you. I don't see how they resisted doing something to you. I mean, I would think that's why you were kidnapped."
He could see the hesitation in her eyes and he moved closer. Somehow his hand was on her knee. Things were already getting out of hand. There was a fluttery sensation in her stomach. She was trembling as she turned to look at him.
"They didn't do anything to me," she said.
"Then they were a bunch of stupid bastards,"
He was rubbing her knee. His fingers were very hot. He moved his hand up her legs until he was at the inside of her soft thighs. She tried to look shocked but her body was already moving down in the seat. His fingers touched her naked pussy.
"Are you sure they didn't do anything, baby?" he asked. "I mean, you are dressed kind of funny."
"They did things to me," she said. "They did awful things to me. Awful things."
"What kind of awful things, baby?" he asked. "Did they rape you? Did they fuck your pussy? Did you suck them off?"
"Yes," she whispered. "They made me do all those things!"
His hand touched her pussy. His fingers stroked her wet cuntlips and another hot shiver went through her. One of his fingers stabbed into her cunt. He moved it around inside her for a moment and then pushed another finger into her pussy.
"Oh," she moaned. "Oh yes!"
"You do like that, baby?" he asked. "They made a hot cunt out of you. I never would have believed it."
"Yes," she whispered. "Yes. They made a hot cunt out of me!"
Angie was sliding down in the seat. Her shirt had slipped up completely above her fleshy thighs and her cunt was exposed. She looked down and she could see his fingers sliding in and out of her slippery cunt. She could feel the wet juices on her thighs.
He crammed another finger into her pussy. He started jabbing his fingers in and out of her cunt as fast as he could. His jabbing fingers were making her hot. She was already lifting her ass up to meet his thrusts. He slipped his other hand up to her tits and started fondling them through her shirt.
"That's good," she moaned. "Oh, that's so good!"
It didn't matter that they were in a police car or that someone might pass by. It didn't even matter that she hardly knew this man. The only thing that mattered was that his hand felt good. His fingers felt so good thrusting up inside her. She spread her legs wider. She reached up and started undoing the buttons on her shirt.
"Oh yes, baby," he groaned.
His hand slipped into her shirt and he cupped one of her big titties. His fingers gripped at her titty-flesh. He stroked one of her hot nipples and then rolled it in his fingers. She was gasping for breath.
"Just let me suck on one of those juicy tits," he said softly.
He pulled the shirt all the way apart and he bent his head down. He started licking at one of her swollen nipples. She groaned and pressed her titty closer against his lips. He opened his mouth and took it inside his mouth. He sucked on it gently. His teeth scraped her sensitive titty-flesh.
"Suck me, baby," she moaned. "I can't help it. Suck my tits. Suck me good!"
His mouth opened wider and he was somehow getting nearly all of her titty into his mouth. He started sucking hard. His teeth bit down on her titty flesh and then he washed it with his tongue. He pulled his head back and started licking at her hot pink nipple. Then he moved his face to her other nipple and started biting and gently sucking at it. His fingers kept jabbing in and out of her hot cunt until she was going to pass out from the passion. He moved his finger around until it was brushing gently at her clitty. Another wicked jolt of passion went through her.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "Oh yes, that's so nice!"
He started biting her again. He was biting her savagely and she didn't mind. It kept sending shivers through her. She reached down and started running her fingers through his hair. He sucked at her titties a little harder.
"Baby, suck me," she whispered. "Oh yes, baby. That feels so fucking good!"
She had to find out what he had in his pants. She reached down and found his cock pushing at the front of his trousers. Her fingers outlined the length of his cock and she was surprised. It was big enough to suit her needs. She ran her fingers up and down the length of it. She felt him shudder.
"You know how to make a man happy," he groaned. "Oh shit, baby, you are something else!"
His teeth nipped at her tender titty-flesh. He sucked hard at her nipple. He moved his tongue down her body and kissed her belly. She moved her position and his tongue went lower. He was kissing at her navel. His tongue was inches away from where his fingers were thrusting into her pussy.
Angie reached down for the back of his head. She scrunched up in the seat a little more and his head went between her legs. He started licking at her swollen cuntlips. She opened her legs a little wider and put both hands on the back of his head.
"Oh yes," she whispered. "You know how to make me feel good. Oh yes, do that to me!"
He laughed as his wet tongue began to slide up and down inside her cuntlips. She held onto the back of his head tightly and she started pushing her cunt up against his tongue. Somehow his tongue seemed to slide as deeply as a cock into her pussy. He started moving his tongue around inside her.
"Oh yes," she groaned. "That's good. That good. You don't know how good you're making me feel!"
His hands gripped her asscheeks tightly and his tongue started moving in and out of her cunt. She was getting hotter than hell. Her ass was moving up and down. Her clitty was hard as a rock. She spread her legs wider and crammed her cunt harder into his face. She knew her cunt was dripping juice but he didn't seem to mind. He kept eating her cunt until her entire body was shaking with pleasure.
Matt had her on the edge and he knew it. He pulled his tongue out of her wet cunt. He licked at her thighs. He licked all the way down to one knee. He licked back up to her pussy. He moved his face away and then lifted his body up on top of hers. She felt the hard line of his cock against her cunt.
"Take it out, you little cunt," he groaned.
She was desperate for his cock. She reached down for his big prick again. Her fingers stroked the long length of his prick. She stroked the head of his cock for a few seconds. She found the buckle of his trousers and she pulled it down and reached in for his cock. She could feel the leather of his gunbelt and his pistol rubbing against her. But she didn't care about that. All she cared about was getting his cock inside her.
She was fumbling with his cock. He pulled back and pulled off his leather belt and slid his trousers and shorts down to his knees. She grabbed at his cock. His fat prick felt good to her fingers. She closed her fingers around it for a few moments. She ran her fingers down to his big balls. She fingered his heavy balls. She moved her hand back up to his fat cock. Her fingers circled his heavy prick. She spread her legs a little wider and moved her cunt against his hard prick.
"Stick it in me, baby," she whispered. "I need it bad. Stick it in my pussy!"
He slipped his hands underneath her again. He gripped her ass and pushed his cockhead up against her cunt. She spread her legs a little wider and his cockhead popped into her cunt. She wanted him to drive his cock inside her but he wouldn't move. Instead he moved his hard cock up and down inside her cunt.
"Put it in me, you bastard," she groaned, "I want to feel your hot cock. Put it inside me now. I need your cock!"
He didn't put it into her as fast as she needed it. It was like he was teasing her. He moved slowly and she could feel his hard cock spreading her cuntlips apart. He lodged it half inside her and she felt the snug pressure of his balls against her. He slid one hand out from underneath her and moved his hand up to play with her titties. His fingers gripped her titty-flesh and made her shiver.
"You're making me hot," she whispered. "Oh come on, baby. Put it inside me all the way.
He finally gave her what she needed. He moved slowly and pressed his fat cock all the way up into her hot cunt. He kept his prick lodged deep inside her without moving. He had driven it deep inside her pussy and his cockhead seemed to throb inside her belly. He pulled back and rammed it deep into her again.
"How do you like that, baby?" he asked.
"I love it," she whispered. "I love your hot cock. Give it to me good. I love it!"
His hand slipped back beneath her again. He was lifting her ass up with both hands as he started pushing his cock in and out of her wet cunt. This was what she needed. He was giving her a good fucking.
"Shake that ass for me, baby," he said. "Shake your fucking ass for me!"
He was ramming his cock deep into her belly. He wasn't being gentle but she didn't want him to be gentle. She wanted his cock as deep inside her as he could put it.
"Fuck me like a whore," she whispered. "Don't be gentle. Fuck me hard!"
He wasn't going to be gentle. He gripped her asscheeks a little harder and he began ramming his cock in and out of her cunt. His big prick seemed to go all the way through her body. She found herself lifting up her ass to take his prick even deeper into her cunt. She started squeezing her cuntwalls around his prick. He started moving around so his hard cockhead was rubbing against her clitty.
"Oh yes," she moaned. "That's what I want. Give it to me harder. Give it to me hard. I want your cock hard!"
His body seemed to crush hers. He was pressing his body against her so tightly that it was squeezing her titties flat. She started lifting her ass up even higher, trying to take his prick even deeper into her cunt.
"Fuck me good," she moaned. "Oh yes, you are fucking me good. You're fucking me good!"
He was pounding her, driving his prick deep into her cunt like the thrusting of a piston. She spread her legs wider. Some of his cum was starting to leak inside her. She squeezed her cunt walls together again, feeling the fluttery sensations in her belly.
"I'm going to cum," she whispered. "Oh yes, I'm going to cum and it feels so good. It feels so fucking good. Your cock is making me feel good and I'm cumming. Oh fucking shit. Shiiiit!"
Her entire body seemed to shudder as she came off the car seat. She couldn't control herself. Her pussy flooded his hard cock with her cunt juices. She kept coming up and taking his prick as deep into her pussy as she could.
"You sweet little bitch," he said. "You sweet fucking bitch. What a fucking piece of ass!"
He began to ram her as hard as he could. He was driving his prick even deeper into her wet pussy. His balls were slapping against the cheeks of her ass and she could feel how heavy they were. They were filled with cum for her.
His hands slipped up to her titties again and he started mauling them. He was panting in her ear as he tried to drive his prick even deeper into her pussy.
"I'm going to flood your cunt, bitch," he said. "I'm going to fill up your fucking pussy with my cum. I'm going to cum right inside your pussy. I'm going to fuck your cunt. Oh fuuuuuck!"
He rammed her hard and his prick grew inside her pussy. She didn't stop shaking her ass. She wanted to squeeze out every drop of his cum. She squeezed a little harder and his prick started spurting hot cum. She kept moving her ass until she was sure she had drained his cock completely dry and had satisfied him.
"Now I'll take you home to your husband, baby," he told her. "I'm sure he's missing an educated piece of ass like yours."
Angie wondered if that really was true.