Chapter 3
The fat Sheriff ran his thick fingers down the sides of the young
woman's torso, lingering at her fat breasts where they ballooned out
at her sides, mashed flat against the fender by her bent weight.
"H-m-m-m, nice set you have there sweetheart." he gloated in her ear.
He licked beads of sweat from his lip as his hands continued down her
narrow waist to the flare of her tight round hips.
Cheryl's skin crawled as she felt the sweating man's hands worm over
her powerless prostrate body. She felt him thrust a thigh between her
bare legs and her stomach heaved when she felt the hard bulge wedged
between her buttocks and the fat man's pelvis. His hands squeezed her
fleshy hips and she was relieved when he stepped away, stooping to run
his hands slowly down the outside of her slim bare legs.
She twitched as his thick hands cupped her calf and began to climb up
either side of the long stalk of her leg. She cringed as she felt the
blade of his hand reach the lower hem of her short skirt and continue
to slide upward.
A shrill voice in her head screamed, "Make the bastard stop!" but
before her lips could give sound to words, a calm soothing inner voice
born of helplessness cooed, "He's only doing his job, don't make
things worse..." The conflict continued back and forth in her head. In
helpless frustration she focused on the warmth of the smooth metal
against her cheek, trying to ignore the strange hands probing
squeezing her flesh.
She jumped and struggled to stand erect as his hand brushed against
the smooth bare skin of her pudenda. The fat Sheriff, moving faster
than the cuffed young woman, stopped her with a hand between her
shoulder blades, and slamming her back down against the fender of the
car. The voices in her head screamed back and forth as she struggled
for breath. "The sick bastard!" the shrill voice howled. "It was
accidental, after all it was you who chose not to wear panties!"
"That'll be enough of that, missy." he said menacingly. The young
blond could only grunt and gasp, nodding her pretty head as she
struggled to regain her breath.
Sensing his opportunity, the Sheriff quickly slipped his fat right
hand between her parted thighs and pulled her short skirt up to her
waist with his left. His right index finger began probing the soft
skin of her damp labia. He chuckled with satisfaction as he felt the
thick digit part the silky damp lips of her labia and slip easily into
the throat of her vagina.
"A-h-h-h-h-h, n-o-o-o-o-o-o-o." the helpless girl moaned in
humiliation shaking her pretty blond head, trying not to accept the
reality of the fat man's dominance over her. The invading fingers
were the last straw, her resolve crumbled and collapse like a
sandcastle under the tide's onslaught.
"Yeah, slipped in easy as you please." he laughed. "We have a word
for girls like you round here, little missy. The words' slut."
Cheryl's face burned at the sound of the man's degrading words. "No,
she was a good girl!" she thought to herself. "Yes, but who decided
not to wear panties and flaunt herself like a common whore?" a voice
inside her head asked.
"Yeah, I reckon you're a first class whore back at the ol' college,
ain't ya? Fuck'in and suck'in yor way through school." he said
worming his finger around the inside of the young woman's clinging
channel. "Yeah, no self repectin' girl would let some stranger be
finger'in her here in broad daylight, in front of gawd and the whole
world. Would they?" he chuckled, as he slid a second thick finger in
to join the first, parting the wet pink flesh, twisting and pumping
his fingers in and out, churning the young woman's tight clinging
cunny to a froth.
"A-h-h-h-h-h...p-u-h-l-e-e-e-z.." she groaned trying to bury her face
in embarrassment at the sound of the filthy words and her bodies
betraying response. "Maybe she was what he said she was...her mind at
first refusing to repeat the word, maybe she was...a...whore!" she
thought. The fine slender columns of her legs trembled as the aging
lecher explored the wet pit in her bottom with is right hand and held
her down with his left pressed into her back. He leaned over her as
she lay jackknifed over the fender of the car, his right hand lost
between the firm proud mounds of her pale buttocks. She opened her
mouth to plead with him but the words came out as a high whine as his
blunt thumb pushed against the tight puckered ring of her pink
sphincter. The surprised flesh resisted for an instant then gave way
beneath the sharp dirty nail of his demanding digit.
"Fucking slut1" the shrill voice in her head screamed! "You're
letting this fucking hayseed cop assault you! You should be clawing
his eyes out!" The other voice was calm and pleading, "You're
handcuffed and alone. He is only taking advantage of the situation
but won't hurt you, don't make things worse for yourself, and besides
you got yourself into this mess, waving your bare bottom in front of
him you slut." The little girl in her eagerly listened to reassuring
parental voice.
"Yeah, that's right nice." he said pulling her bare buttocks up and
out by his three finger grip. "Never thought my bowling experience
would be put to this kinda use" he said laughing out loud. His cock
twitched and throbbed as he felt the damp heat of the young woman's
bottom around his fingers and, the snug embrace of her firm buttocks
against the flat of his invading hand that spread her obscenely.
The beautiful young woman whimpered quietly as she lay cheek down on
the fender. Tears running down her smooth cheeks to bead up on the
warm metal.
"There'll be plenty o' time for this." he said as he slid his fingers
from wet clinging flesh. "Just one more thing..."he said, his cock
throbbing as the feeling of complete power surged through him. He
reveled in the complete control he had over the ripe young woman as he
dropped his hand to his side.
The beautiful young woman jumped as she felt the cold metallic tube
slide between the parted lips of her sex. Her head raised slightly
and dropped in resignation as the last defiance drained from as his
warning echoed in her ears. She lay there and cringed at the feel of
cold steel invading her bottom.
"Just a warnin' of what'll happen if you try anythin stupid, little
lady. Be a good lil'l Princess and everythin'll be fine." he
whispered as he pushed the barrel of his revolver into the pretty
teen's vagina. "Yeah, this here 44 would certainly enlarge that tight
snatch of yours if ya make trouble." he chortled. She whimpered and
moaned at the hardness of the blue barrel against the cap of her
cervix as he pressed the pistol into her. She shivered as the
pistol's cylinder mashed against her splayed labia. He held it there
to make his point feeling the young woman tremble as he pressed
against her. He slowly pumped the long barrel in and out in a sick
parody of coitus, gloating over his control and the beautiful girl's
helpless whimpers. "Yeah she was a prize, this one was. Best he had
ever seen, and she was his." He gloated. "It'll be fun to see how low
he could break her before... well no since in put'in the cart before the
horse." he thought.
He pulled the gun from her clasping flesh and cleaned the glistening
barrel with the bottom of her halter. The young woman cringed
inwardly as she felt the wetness of his fingers on her shoulder as he
hauled her up and spun her around. She felt the hot metal of the car's
fender against her bare buttocks as he pushed her back against it.
"Now I just gotta see these." He said as he reached for the strings
holding up her blue halter top. Cheryl turned her head to the side
refusing to look at him, her face crimson. She caught a whiff of the
stink of the guilty secretions that stained his fingers. He pulled
the strings fee and paused to smear her cheek with the thick cloying
slime that coated his fingers like honey.
"Just love the smell of ripe n' ready poontang, ya' know?" he said
with a chuckle, wiping the last of the thick slime across her full
lips.
He dropped his hand to the front of the clinging blue top and pulled
it down with a quick jerk.
"Lord gawd almighty, young'in, you sure do have some big'uns" he
drooled as the young woman's expansive flesh bags tumbled into view.
He watched the tight full orbs bounce on her chest, hanging like heavy
bulging bank sacks. His eyes crawled over the shiny raised saucers of
her aureoles memorizing each tiny tubercle, each latent vein that
pulsed across the red-pink surface feeding the thick nodules of her
raspberry like nipples. The pale alabaster teardrops were laced with
the faint blue tendrils of veins nourishing the magnificent aching
globes. The looping blue serpents became darker and thicker near the
circumference of the perfectly round aureoles where they were pulsing
near the surface. Here and there one surfaced to thread its way
across her fat aureoles, worming around the large raise papules that
dotted the raised reddish plateaus. He marveled at the apparent weight
and fullness of the heavy monstrous bags .
"Yeah, they'll be down to her waist in a few years, but gawd
almighty, they stand up an looked at ya, now!" whispered to himself.
The resilience of her youthful flesh defied the pull of gravity as
each ponderous globular mass jutted out from her chest, proud and
taut, the smooth skin pulled tight and shiny under their sheer hanging
mass. The smooth curved upper surface of each swooped down curving on
the one side, it's rotund bulge meeting it's twin forming the deep
tight canyon of her cleavage. The other side of the fleshy globes
swelled out to a delicious soft roundness near each arm. The forward
plunge of the fleshy pears, terminated in a short upward sweep to the
fat raised saucers of her aureoles, dotted with thick raised papules,
like foothills around the thick nodular posts of her crenulated
nipples. The weighty masses fell away from the thick skyward pointing
nipples to form a delicious round belly-like expanse of soft unmarred
white flesh that was nearly horizontal until it rejoined the smooth
skin covering her ribcage. The massive feminine spheres appeared to
thrust straight from her chest; unsupported, the liquidous flesh
jiggled and shimmered with each tremulous breath the young woman took.
Cheryl's face burned with shame and embarrassment at her utter
helplessness. What little rage she felt flared and died like a dying
ember doused by the hopelessness that washed over her. She clenched
her blue eyes closed and turned her head like a small child, as if
avoiding looking at the man would make the situation go away. In her
despair, she didn't know what to feel or say. Her mind was paralyzed
by feelings of mortification and despondency. Through the maelstrom
the submissive voice sang out like a siren lulling her, leading her to
seek and find sick solace in the obscenities being done to her.
The fat Sheriff raised a meaty musky smelling hand to the side of her
face. "Now there little darlin', the good lord gave you these big
beauties to please a man, I jus' happen to be that man today." he
chuckled softly his eyes hidden behind the mirrored glasses.
Cheryl could have died as she felt her neck tilt, pressing her tear
stained cheek slightly against the old man's hand in a revolting
display of obsequiousness.
"That's right missy, make things nice for me and I can make all this
go away, and you'll be on down the road to join your friends." he lied
softly, reassuringly.
He dropped his fat hand and brought it up to remove his glasses and
sweat stained hat., laying them on the fender of the car. He wiped
the sweaty paws on his pants before bringing them up to cup the young
woman's heavy breasts, hefting their meaty weight like a butcher
judging the weight of a roast.
"Gawddamn...." was all he said as his hands began to squeeze and maul
the resilient firm orbs his stubby fingers leaving finger marks across
the pail flesh. He caught the thick red nipples between his thumb and
forefingers, rolling the cigar thick fleshy nubs back and forth in
appreciation.
The teen's shoulders sagged as if to deny him. "Now there missy, hold
them shoulders back, like you want to show'em to me...." He said his
voice trailing off...
The helpless teen pulled her shoulder's up and back, her eyes looking
up slightly to see if it met his demands. She saw his eyes for the
first time, slate blue, and warm with a hardness. The deep crows feet
were at the corners, his short cropped hair twinkled with sweat.
"Yeah, that's nice darlin', real nice." he said, his eyes smiling. .
Cheryl felt some of the stomach churning dread lift at his soothing
words. She shifted her shoulder back even more, not quite
comprehending why, lifting the fat arching orbs of her breasts,
pushing them against his demanding hands. The beautiful girl's stomach
knotted in revulsion as she felt her full lips pull up in a welcoming
smile. Her mind tried to protest but her ripe body would not obey as
her lips bared to reveal her pear-like teeth, her back flexed pressing
the full heavy milk bags into the old perverts hands.
"Lordy..." he whispered in admiration, his eyes devouring the full heavy
globes. "As sudden as that, he lowered his face to her left breast
sucking the thick long nipple between his fat lips. "M-m-m-m-m-m-h",
he moaned into the plumpness of the huge udder, sucking voraciously.
Hr teased the thick stub with his teeth, sucking the fat teat deep in
his mouth, strumming it with his tongue. He clamped his mouth down on
the smooth firm flesh digging his strong teeth into the resilient
flesh as if trying to take a bite.
He felt his cock surge at the resistance of the meaty flesh.
"U-u-u-u-u-h-h-h-h", the teen groaned in surprise, as her aureoles
puckered and the long
knobs of her nipples contracted to diamond hardness. She moved her
arms to grab his head, then remembered the cold metal that bound them.
Her head reeled at the sensation,
the fleeting question entered her mind would she have pushed the
monster away or caressed the short burr cut head?
Sharp pricks of pain radiated from the sensitive mound as the looming
figure growled and grunted in satisfaction as he chewed and sucked at
the sweet flesh of her heavy tit. Her face burned at the coolness
coming from the growing damp between her naked legs. Against her
will, the thick lips of her exposed labia began to flowered and swell.
"God damn you, you can't like this, you can't, you slut! You whore!"
a dim voice whispered in her mind.
"Oh...yes...I...can..." another louder voice responded.
The teen stood rooted to the spot, her mouth slack. The sensations
trailed away and she opened her eyes only to meet his. His fat lips
shone with saliva, he searched her eyes for an instant, chuckled, and
lowered his lips to the other large breast that his hands squeezed and
mauled.
The beautiful teen floated in the pool of despair. It lulled her like
a drug, easing her pain, turning vinegar into wine, bile into nectar.
While her lulled mind drifted on the breezes of faint pleasure, her
body continued to betray her, allying itself with the demands of her
abuser. Her sleek thighs flexed offering up her weeping wet treasure,
her smooth shoulders lifted up her fat orbs for the vile man's feast.
Her back pushed her forward, driving the firm round cushions in to fat
man's mouth helping him suckle at her flesh.
Her drugged senses awoke as she felt herself being pushed to her
knees.
"I've been thinking of this ever since I laid eyes on these big fat
titties of yours..." he said eagerly. He pushed the nearly naked teen
to her knees. He skirt and top bunched around her narrow waist. The
fat heavy orbs of her breasts swung to and fro with the effort, her
hard nipples, glinted varnished with the old man's saliva.
The teen looked up at him in confusion as he fumbled with the front of
his trousers. His fat fingers fumbled with the zipper and belt. He
lifted the tail of the shirt and pushed down the boxer drawers to
reveal a thick sausage of an uncut cock. Her blue eyes watched as the
unrestrained tube of gristle thickened and lengthened.
Her silent lips gaped as she watched him shuck the thick tube up and
down, skinning the tight foreskin from the beet red knob that topped
the wrist thick tube.
He shuffled toward her, the tube swayed out obscenely from beneath his
bloated gut, thrusting out from a thick mass of graying black pubes.
Beneath the thick veiny prong swung the apple sized pouch of his
scrotum.
The teen knelt there motionless not daring to think as the swaying
obscenity came closer to her face. Sure she had seen cocks before,
even sucked a few, but this was far different.
She clamped her lips closed, channeling her breath through her small
upturned nose.
The fat man waddled up to the girl the thick oozing limb hanging
inches beneath her small smooth chin.
"Aw...don't ya worry missy, I ain't gonna make ya suck it, not yet
anyways." he snorted.
It felt like a reprieve, she had been led to the precipice then led
away, she looked up at the older man's sneering face in gratitude.
Instead the man stepped up close to the teen lifted her up by the
armpits, forcing her to kneel upright on her lean thighs. He scooted
forward, his leaking cock dobbing wetness on her upper chest as he
slotted the thick log in the deep valley between her fat firm orbs.
She shivered at the hot touch of his cock between her breasts, felt
the thick leakage from his large glans as it smeared wetness along the
tight inner curves and felt the thick coarse hair on his fat belly
tickle her wet swollen nipples. "Yeah, I've been think'n bout fuckin'
your big fat titties since I seen 'em stuffed in that tight top of
yours like two baby pigs."
He used one hand to push his stiff rod deep between the firm heavy
bags and then reached to the sides to the firm orbs together making a
nice warm nest for him to fuck.
Only a quiet whimper escaped the teens mouth as the fat man began to
buck against her, sawing his thick post up and down the tight tunnel
formed by her warm breasts.
She knelt with her head turned sideways as he stood straddling her
thighs, trousers around his feet. The heavy leather gun belt at his
waist scraped across her chest and bumped at her face as his torso
moved up and back as he huffed and snorted against her. The bulge of
his gut bounced against her pushing her back against the tire of the
car. Unconsciously she arched her back and pulled her cuffed arms
back thrusting her swollen udders up against the fat man's hard grasp
and excited humping.
A low moan leaked from her slack lips as his fingers tightened around
her swelling tits.
She turned her face down to gaze between the round orbs being mashed
together as if they belonged to someone else. The red swollen snout
of the man's cock popped up from between the fat udders like some
prehistoric worm. It's slotted mouth dripping and wet, it's thick
foreskin bunched around it's neck. Her full lips parted and the
slender ribbon of her pink tongue extended. She resisted the impulse
to lap at the round knob, then it disappeared back into it's warm nest
of flesh.
The swollen knobs of her well sucked nipples chafed against his pistol
belt and scoured against the hair on his overhanging gut. He paused
for an instant huffing, hawked up a wad of saliva and spat the thick
wad into the top of her deep cleavage. "Yeah, that ought ta do it.",
he wheezed and began to buck against her like a rutting boar. She
groaned as the thick veiny shaft pumped up and down between her fat
tits, the humiliation of the man's saliva momentarily forgotten in
it's soothing lubrication of her abraded skin.
She felt his humping become more strident and deliberate. She raised
her face expectantly. "Oh, lordy jeezus..."he groaned as he came. The
beautiful teen felt the first hot blast of sperm hit her beneath her
upturned chin, and cascade down her long neck. A second hot thick
ribbon jetted up and looped across the teen's full parted lips.
He tongue darted out in defense and captured a gobbet. The musky
taste filled her watering mouth as she sputtered trying to rid her
oral cavity of the slimy filth.
"A-w-w-w-w-w-h, g-a-a-w-d-a-m-n!" the fat old man groaned as his
spouting cock spewed one thick streamer after another up against the
pretty teen's throat. The thick white ribbons dripped back to run
down and between the slot formed by the clinging mounds of her huge
heavy breasts. The inner curves gleamed with the old man's thick
filth, as his cock continued to piston up and down, working his
cooling spunk into a gelled froth his big red glans popping into view
again and again from between the mounds of pale feminine flesh press
together between his hands. He wished he had a free hand to press the
snooty beauty's head down to force her to suck on the red cap every
time I popped into view. "Time enough for that later." he thought
with a shiver as the last of his orgasm twitched through his softening
cock.
He released the two heavy orbs and smiled with admiration as he
watched them bounce and jiggle under their own weight as they fell
into place. They hung from the pretty teen's chest gleaming with the
varnish of his cooling sperm.
The nineteen year old turned her face toward him, then clenched her
eyes shut at the obscene sight of his dripping spent cock.
"Now, now there Princess, I'm sure this ain't the first cock you've
seen. A pretty slut like you, has seen plenty, I'd wager." the old
man chuckled. "Won't be the first or the last, I reckon. An'
besides, yor gonna be real good friends with this'un here." he said
with a loud laugh as he a fat paw on the top of her head. Slowly he
turned her blond head
toward his crotch. Her blue eyes opened slowly glanced quickly as the
blunt red snout of his cock and then up to his face. His gray eyes
smiled down at her, a straw in a raging sea. She grasped it. He
guided the dripping head to her slightly parted lips, mashing the firm
wet glans against them, felt the firm meat swab back and forth against
her smooth teeth. The pretty young woman felt empty as her lips
parted and her pink tongue darted out to welcome the thick invader.
The old Sheriff grunted with satisfaction as he felt her full warm
lips close over the swelling head of his dong. The old man's
satisfied grunt filled the emptiness within her and she began down a
dark endless road to please him.