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Here I share with you my collection of erotic stories in my keeps. Also can be found at
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The contents is 100℅ not from me, but just added some local flavours to enhance the story.
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I was at my friend’s. It wasn’t too late, but it was time to go back home. I didn’t wanna go by the subway, I knew it would be very many people there, I just didn’t feel like I wanted to see crowds of them that moment. I decided I would fetch a taxi. Besides I lived just several blocks from the place and it would take me some 20 minutes if the traffic were good. 20 minutes and I would be in my bath far away from summer heat.
I thumbed a ride and saw a taxi. I sat on the backseat; it wasn’t hot there, as it seemed to me. In some three minutes the driver asked me if it was ok with me that he would pull up to buy cigarettes. Ok, fine. There were some people standing at the drugstore. We pulled up but he didn’t go out of the car, but was sitting counting money.
Suddenly the both backdoors flung open, and two men of those standing by the drugstore got in the car, squeezing me between there bodies. The car started. The driver speeds up. I had not time to get scared, I was too surprised and perplexed.
A heavy and strong hand took me by the neck.
-Relax babe! You shouldn’t be scared!
I tried to thrust his hand away, but he squeezed his fingers and began pulling my head downwards. It hurt me. I was getting more and more frightened, the feeling made me absolutely unable to fight the man’s strength. I was afraid they would hurt me, or beat me, or rape me. I was begging them to let me go out of the car. They burst into laughing.
-Don’t worry, we’ll let you go!
One of them kept on holding my neck. He also grasped my hand. The other twisted my hand to the back, slipping his one under my skirt. I felt his hands between my legs. He began to feel up my pubis, sort of trying to tear off the skin.
-Let’s get a deal. If you are a good girl and do what we ask, there’ll be no problems. Otherwise we can beat your face hard, or throw you out of the car at its full speed.
-So, are you a good girl or not?!
I nodded, realising they could really do what they had warned me about.
-I can’t hear you! – He pressed his hand harder to my neck.
-I’ll be a good girl. – I forced myself to speak.
-That’s great! You’re smart, babe.
I was all shivering, scared, because I was totally helpless. One of them took out a bottle of vodka from the bag. He poured vodka in a glass and forced me to drink it. I was ready to vomit or get choked of it, but I tried to devour it anyway. Maybe it will help me to stop shivering, I thought. I didn’t see where we were going. The streets were empty, it must have been some poor district. They forced me to drink more vodka. While I was doing it, they began undoing my blouse, raising the bra up, rudely feeling up my boobs. The other bastard got his hand in my panties.
-Spread your legs!
I was afraid not to do what they were asking me to.
-Spread wider! – He ordered, moving my legs as wide as he could. – Look, her twat is shaven! Are you a slut?
-No, my husband likes when it’s shaven.
They started laughing again.
-Why is it wet then? It’s turning you on? You wanna fuck? Wait, we’re gonna do it soon. -They were still laughing.
I caught myself at thinking that in spite of the whole situation, my fear and helplessness, these bastards’ behavior, I was really wet and aroused. I felt heavy in my lower belly.
-Speak!… So, you like to fuck? Do we turn you on?
I don’t know why but I answered yes. I couldn’t think clearly. Everything was obscure, dim…
-Take off your panties…
I did. They threw them out of the window. Then they pulled off my skirt and also threw it out. They never stopped feeling up my breasts. A hand got into my pussy.
-Why are you so wet? Have you peed in fright? Doesn’t really look like it, actually…. Ahh, the girl wants to fuck… Do you?
Arousal was getting up from my pussy and lower belly. My heart was beating fast, I could no longer breathe calmly, my hips started twitching.
-See, your husband doesn’t ram you enough. You’re longing for a good drill. OK, you can be sure, you’ll get enough.
They were laughing again, raising my legs onto the front chair. They wanted to fuck me with the bottle. I was pleading them not to do it. I was bucking trying to set myself free. They put my feet back on the floor. I couldn’t clearly hear their laughing and stupid comments. I didn’t focus on them. All I could think about was to find a way to escape. Why was I getting more and more aroused?
Suddenly the car pulled up at a small one-story house.
-So, are you gonna cry or what?
-No.
-Will you please us? Do we have a deal?
-Yes.
All of a sudden, I felt sick looking at those assholes. I tried to ask them to let me go again. I said I would give them all the money I had on. The sum was great. They began thinking it over.
-I swear I’ll give it to you.
One of them took my bag and turned it over. My stuff fell out on the seat. He took my purse. He found my driving license. He also found my husband’s card with all his phone numbers and e-mail address. He was studying it for long and then put it into his pocket.
-OK, girl, let’s do it this way. Before you’ve changed you mind we’re gonna go inside the house, make some porn pictures, and then you’ll go home. We’ll meet tomorrow, you’ll bring the money and we’ll give you the film. Otherwise your hubby can find some very interesting pics in his e-mail box. Besides, we should find some clothes for you to put on.
-Will you really let me go? I beg you to do it. I’ll bring the money. Just let me go…
-Don’t worry and shut up!
They got out of the car, pushing me to follow them.
To be continued....