Route 66

Once you've screwed a Martian, things will never be the same...

Had Shea been aware of the ManThings nine inch triple headed tongue running amok inside Ronnie's
screaming pussy, he might have felt inadequate.
But as it was he was far to lost in the sensation of having his own healthy cock caught in a vise of industrial strength. It would have hurt were it not for the thousands of rolling little 'fingers' that seemed to draw him in deeper and deeper. That and the fact that these jutting mountains of breast were pumping a steady flow of warm rich milk into his hungry mouth and down his throat.

Oh but this was bliss.....sorry Ron.....

He was dimly aware of Veronica's moaning non stop orgasm as he sucked the necter flowing nipples and was truly glad she semed to be having fun.

He did become alarmed though when the WomanThings incredibly talented pussy began to devour his balls as well...
 
Just as I thought my orgasm had ceased, and I would be allowed to return to normal, he/it once again started up. This time my clit was entirely sensitive that after only a few sucks sent me completely over the edge. I could feel my body beginning to move away from the merciless mouth, but suddenly cold hands grabbed my hips, preventing my escaping and keeping me firmly clamped onto this creatures mouth.

Grasping anything I could, shaking, quivering, trembling, my screams quickly turned to pleas to stop.

"This creature seems to be capable of prolonged periods of pleasure. I wonder why she is crying out to stop now?"

"Interesting phenomenon. Maybe they are capable of experiencing too much pleasure? What a concept."

As once again, the mouth that had become a vacumn closed around my clit, sending into the throes of yet another intense orgasm, I felt myself slip over the edge and into blackness.

"Now, look what you did. You have caused her life force to leave her body!"

"No, no, it is still there. She is only in a state of loss of consciousness."
 
Shea came to in a fetal position clutching his testacles for dear life.
He sat up and looked at Ronnie sleeping peacefully at his side. She seemed allright other than being naked and having that freshly fucked look.
He was naked too and tried to recall what a great time they'd had...but couldn't.
Gee...that had never happened before.

He thought for a minute of waking Ronnie up in the way she liked best but found his penis limp and sore and somehow looking a bit stretched.
Damn! he tried again to remember what they'd done and failed...well it must have been something incredible!... maybe Veronica would recall.
He shook her awake and asked her but all she could remember was having had the best oral sex ever.
Shea semed quite pleased and tried to cover up the fact that he could not remember a damned thing about it.

Baby it's cold in here, how long are we gonna stay?
She was putting her clothes back on and suddenly he lost his taste for Doctor Lowell and martians
and telescopes and all. Something seemed somehow repellant about the place.

OK lover let's cruise, I wanna see the Grand Canyon before I die. Whaddya say?
 
Feeling Shea wake me up, I'm most surprised to find myself nude on the floor. I feel almost drugged and groggy, and Shea is saying something about oral sex and the best ever. I look at him a bit puzzled.

As I begin to wake up, I feel that my pussy is sore and tender. As I sit up, rubbing my eyes, I smile at Shea. I don't remember a damn thing, but obviously he must have done something. I mean, he's the only one in the room.....

Suddenly, the coolness of the room hits me.

"Baby, it's cold in here, how long we gonna stay?"

Heaving himself up, Shea tossed my clothes to me, and I quickly got dressed.

"Somehow this place doesn't fascinate me the way it originally did, Ronnie. Let's go."

Secretly relieved, I shrugged my shoulders, and took his hand. Outside it was cool and slightly windy. The darkness was thick - almost as if it could be felt. Clinging to Shea, and trying to watch my step, we finally made it back to the "Virgin".

Climbing inside, Shea put up the top, then got in and set the engine to rumbling. As we sped away, I glanced back out of the rear window, and thought I saw a faint glow coming from one of the windows. When I blinked my eyes, it was gone. Turning around, I slid across the seat to Shea, and snuggled into him.

"When we gonna be at the Grand Canyon, baby?"

"Soon, Ron, soon. By daybreak, at least. Why not just sleep till we get there."

Before I could reply, I was already dreaming.
 
Screwing with Eagles

The Virgin roared smoothly out of Flagstsaff and north towards the Canyon. The air was brisk but unless it was freezing Shea liked the top down. Ronnie slept through the chilly gale all the way there. They entered the park and drove by the lodge. He thought about stopping and getting a room for the night but decided against it. The days were beginning to melt away and Chicago was still a long way off. He pulled the big white caddy into a lookout point and killed the engine.
Looking over at Ronnie to make sure she was still asleep, he began to concoct an idea...

The drop was spectacular. The river a shining ribbon almost lost in shadows thousands of feet below.
The sides of the canyon farther up where the sun hit showed ribbons of brilliant color...vermillion, ochre, blue gray.
No one was at the turn off this early and Shea stepped over the rail and carefully began to descend to a flat stone outcrop about 15 yards below.
It was a struggle to get there but worth it.
By staying back near the canyon wall. He could not be seen from the lookout above yet the entire canyon opened in a magnificent vista before him. He felt like a damned eagle.....perfect!

"Veronica....Ronnie, babe wake up.!"

She opened her eyes and stretched. Shea couldnt resist a quick squeeze of her breasts and a long deep kiss.

"Oh Shea...not yet. I'm not awake."

He grinned at her,
"Babe, you like a good challange don't ya?"

She nodded sleepily.

"Well, I have one for you. C'mon get out of the car. We're gonna fuck with the eagles!"
 
Rousted from sleep, I looked hazily at the surroundings.

"Shea, where are we?"

"Baby, we are at the Grand Canyon! Now, c'mon!"

Shea was pulling on my arm, as I stumbled through the gravel to the end of the lookout point. Letting my eyes get accucustomed to the view, I had to admit it was pretty spectacular. I went to take Shea's hand, then noticed he wasn't standing next to me.

"Shea?"

"Over here, follow me and I'll help you."

Shea was descending down the the side of the canyon, past the lookout area. Dashing to him, I tried to look down, and couldn't.

"Shea! Are you crazy?? Do you really think I'm going down there?"

"Baby, it's okay. About 15 yards down is an outcrop - and it's beautiful! I'll help you down, now, c'mon!"

Sighing heavily, I step over the railing, and feel Shea take my ankle and guide it to a step. Allowing him to lead, I keep looking up, afraid to look down into the canyon below. Finally, Shea grabs my waist and pulls me towards the canyon wall. Turning around, I see the canyon spread out before us in all of its majestic glory. Leaning back against Shea, I breathe deeply.

"Oh, Shea, it's perfect, just perfect! But are you sure we can't be seen?"

"No, Ronnie, we can't. Besides, when did that ever stop you?" He wiggled his eyebrows as his fingers reached behind and pinched the firm skin of my ass.

"OUCH!"

But before I could say anymore, Shea's lips were on my neck, his hands running up the sides of my body. I turned in his arms, and met his lips with mine, as I pressed my body against his.

The morning air was still cool, but our bodies were already beginning to heat up.
 
They stripped each other completely, with lot's of time outs for deep kissing, breast fondling, penis stroking and nipple suckling.
Then Shea led her right to the very lip of the outcrop and sat down his arms wrapped around her legs.
"Ain't it damn MAGNIFICENT!"

"Oh Shea it's beautiful!... look at those colors"

"Colors Hell!...Baby look at my cock!"

Looking down Ronnie was hard pressed to see how Sheas erection rivaled the scenary, but it never hurt to humor him.
"Oh my Lover you ARE Magnificent. Can I taste?"

"Nope...not now."

She frowned and was getting a scathing reply ready when suddenly he dragged her down into his lap!
The world reeled and for a minute she thought she was going over the edge, but his arms warpped around her waist and pulled her back.
She found herself sitting on Shea, her legs spread out on each of his and like his dangling over the rim.
His 'magnificent' cock stood tall between her thighs and the endless glory of the Grand Canyon was spreading on all sides!

"I want you to ride me baby. Just like this...lift up and slide down on Old Shea...I dare ya!"
 
Looking down over the precipice, I found myself getting a little dizzy. Feeling Shea's arms tighten around my stomach, I leaned back against him, hearing his challenge in my ear. Glancing back over my shoulder at him, I tried to figure out if he was trying to kill me. Instead, he sat there, grinning from ear to ear!

Trying to not look down, I placed my hands on Shea's thighs and lifted myself gingerly up. Whether through excitement or fear, I was amazed when Shea's cock slid easily into me. I could feel my juices at the top of my thighs, and I sank onto Shea, I quickly felt his thighs becoming wet as well. Sitting absolutely still, I felt Shea's hands push against my stomach, wanting me to move.

Instead, I started to move the muscles within my pussy. Slowly at first, almost with hesitation. Then, building in intensity, rythmically convulsing and releasing his cock within me. The longer I tried this, the tighter my pussy was able to clutch and grab his cock. Soon Shea was moaning and I could feel his hips begin to move slightly beneath me.

Looking out beyond into the canyon, watching the colors change with the rising sun, only served to heighten my awareness of Shea deep within me. This excitement built up until my muscles were grabbing Shea in a frantic rythym.

Unable to stand it further, I grasped Shea's thighs and started moving my hips as well, still keeping the pressure of my muscles on his cock. Shea grabbed me harder and his breathing became heavier, even as I could feel my own orgasm building. Balancing on one hand, I let the other slip down over my clit, working the swollen nub quickly, seeking release. No longer did I care about going over the edge. My mind was completely on our mutual pleasure.
 
Shea's fingers joined hers in teasing and rubbing the swollen button of her clit. As Ronnie's movements increased in frantic intensity, he had to lean back away from the edge to keep them both from toppling over. For Veronica the adrenaline rush of being screwed on the very edge of looming awesome oblivion was cascading her towards an orgasm of colossal intensity!

Shea pushed himself, rigid as a flagpole hard into her tightly contracting pussy and cried out...

"Ain't this UNBELIEVABLE!...It's like we're fucking AMERICA!...
OH GOD RON...I can't last long baby!"

Indeed Shea's upthrusts were coming faster and harder as he threw caution to the winds and gave himself over to the thrill of the moment!

His cock was a thick hard living thing...the only thing that anchored her to solid ground. An eagle soared by below them..the rising sun had turned the canyon walls to gold and silver, hyacinth and rose...
OH Jesus!...She felt it rising up inside of her like a tidal wave and she concentrated everything on squeezing that big pole inside her until it burst!...and it did!

Oshea released a torrent of hot cum into her violently clutching pussy and knewfrom her wildly shuddering response that Ron was coming too...
A splendiferous...unbelievable...mutual orgasm...that went on and on and on until they heard the steely voice above them say...

"Quite a show. Now let the young lady of your pecker boy, move back carefully from the edge, raise your hands and come on up.
I'm Edgar Spruce, Park Service Security. Your under arrest."
 
Still recovering from my orgasm, catching my breath as the canyon dizzily swam before my eyes, I heard a voice from up above.

Thickly, as though in a fog I heard the words, "....under arrest."

I glanced up and saw a man in uniform leaning far over the railing, sunglasses covering his eyes, a smirk on his face. Turning to Shea, I give him a glare.

"I thought you said no one would see us!" I growled beneath my breath. "What are we supposed to do now?"

"Well, Ronnie, I think the gentleman wants to speak to us, and I think we should accomodate him!"

Glaring at him, I slowly manage to somehow extricate myself from Oshea without tumbling down the wall of the canyon, and go in search of my clothes. Feeling my cheeks flame, I'm also a little more than excited at the idea of knowing that some had been watching us. I dress quickly, and run my fingers through my hair, before turing to Shea. Grinning, he walks up to me and hugs me, his lips at my ears.

"I wonder how much of the show he caught, baby. Maybe he's interested in being a part of it, eh?"

I struggled slightly as I felt him grind his groin into me, my own mind racing at the thought.

"Shea! Stop it! We have to get up there!"

Laughing, he released me, and somehow we both managed to struggle back up to the top of the outcrop. As I reached the top, Officer Spruce, helped pull me over the top, and as I waited for Shea to make it over the top, I noticed that a towing service was hooking up the "Virgin" to take her to the impound yard. I looked back at Shea who stared at his beloved car being taken away.

As I stared at the dust left behind by the tow truck, I felt Officer Spruce jerk my arms behind my back and place cuffs on my wrists. Jerking around, I glare at him.

"Are these really necessary? Do you think I'm that much of a risk?"

"Shut up, missy. You two are in big trouble right now."

Looking at Shea, I stumbled slightly as Officer Spruce took us to his patrol car and roughly helped us into the backseat. Shea seemed unconcerned about his situation, I was horrified. As I looked up, I noticed Officer Spruce seemingly checking me out in the mirror quite frequently. A fact not gone unnoticed by Shea.

"If you play your cards right, Ronnie, we might be out of here quicker than you think," he whispered.

"You mean play the part of a hooker just to get our asses out of jail?"

"Babe! Would I ask you to do that? Just keep your options open, that's all!"

As Shea winked at me, I couldn't help but notice how attractive Officer Spruce seemed to be.
 
The holding cell at Grand Canyon National Park does not get a lot of use at this time of year. It smelled musty and piney both at the same time. But the bunks were comfortable and Shea threw himself on one and contemplated the cieling.

"You know Ron...Ranger Spruce was definately checking your ass out. Could be we might get out of this one pretty easy."

Ronnie had been staring through the bars into the Security office where the ranger sat behind a large desk, talking to someone on the telephone.
He looked up, saw her staring smiled and licked his lips.

"WE might get out of this huh?...What if I just got myself out of it and left you here Shea?"
She turned around and glared at him.

"Aw Babe...you don't mean that! We're a team aren't we?"

With a sigh she lay down on the other cot and wished she were back in Santa Monica big time.

With a creak the cell door opened and Edgar Spruce stood there wearing a flannel shirt, jeans and heavy work shoes.

"Off duty eh, Ed?...when do we get out of her."
Shea sat up on his elbows.

The man grinned.
"I ain't Ed.
I'm FRED Spuce. ED said I should come down and lookat what he caught."

*Caught!* Ronnie opened her eyes.

"You must be twins then...damn you look alike."
Shea swung off the cot.

Fred grinned somemore and stepped aside to make room for his brother.
"Wow Identical twins! Look at that Ron!"

"Nope identical triplets, this here is my brother
TED, Ed's still in the office."

"Hush the jabber Fred let's get the girl. Ed's ready to interrogate her."
The new Spruce wore a white Lab Coat and on his name badge it said T.B. Spruce MD.

"Unhhh wait..." Shea tried to stand between Veronica and the two big brothers but was pushed aside and Ronnie found herself picked up bodily and carried out of the cell to the Security office under Fred Spruce's arm.

Fred looked back over his shoulder at Shea.
"If your real good Hoss, we'll let ya watch."
 
I stared in disbelief as the 2 identical twins stood before us. No, this could not be happening! Not now, not here, and certainly not to me!

Before I knew what to expect, I'm suddenly picked up as though a cord of firewood, and carried from the cell.

"SHEA!! Goddammnit, SHEA!!!! HELP!!!"

"Shaddyup! We're only going to interrogate you! You would think we was gonna murder you, or something!"

Struggling and squirming, I try to break free, but discover I am held firmly. Taken into an office, I notice the only items are a desk, a chair, and a table. As I am set down on my feet, I try to make for the door, when an arm reaches out and grabs me about the waist.

"Uh-uh. Nope. You ain't going nowhere, little gal!"

I look frantically from one to the other.

"Please, we really weren't doing any harm! Oshea can pay whatever fine you determine - just let us go, k?"

As the three men erupted into laughter, a chill ran through my body.

"Now, why don't we start the 'interrogation' by you takin' off that blouse of yours?"

"NO! I won't!"

"If you don't, we will. But it will be much more fun if you do - I think you will like that, too."

Looking from one to the other, I raise my fingers to my blouse and slowly undo the buttons, my cheeks flaming. When the blouse is finally unbuttoned, I slide it from my body, my eyes glued to the floor.

"And now the bra - gotta get that off too!"

"But - why??"

For an answer, one of the goons pulls a knife and holds it up to my face. Fear flashes across my face, as I quickly move my hands to the clasp and undo my bra. Letting it slide from me, I decide that I will not be beaten. Standing tall, my breasts jutting out from me, my nipples hardening, I look at the wall and not at the men.

"Damn! Lookit those tits! They's the best I ever seen!"

"Yeah, and lookit them nipples! They's hard already! The bitch wants us, I tell you!"

Closing my mind to their comments, I try to think of a way out of the situation I've suddenly found myself in....
 
"Don't worry Babe!"
Shea's suddenly mouse like voice drifts through the oak door.

Don't worry....don't worry!

"Kind of a excitable type ain't he Miss?"
Ed Spruce walked over an inspected Veronica's nipples intently.

"You want me to kill him bro?"
Ted chimed in from the left.

"We can dump his body off the North rim."
Fred added from the right.

"NO!"
even though at the moment Shea's stock with Ronnie had never been lower she didnt want him dumped over a cliff a mile high.

"Well now Miss." Ranger Ed sneered.
"Jus what have you got to bargain with?"

She thought quickly,
"Don't kill him...let us go and I'll give you his car."
They laughed....
"We got his car...legally impounded too."

"Shea has money...."
She said desperately.

"Not no more."
Ted was leafing through a thick roll of bills.

"Hey!" Ronnie made a grab..."Half of that is mine"

"Let's cut the shit boys..."
Ed was standing up unbuckling his belt.
"Ted tie her up to the cell bars over there and lets do her."
he pulled out a grimey deck of cards...
"Hi card gets firsties"

"RONNIE BABY DON"T YOU WORRY! WE"LL GET OUT OF THIS!" Sheas voice came from across the hall.

OK throw him off the North Rim she thought as Fred squarknotted her wrists to the iron bars above her head.
 
As my wrists are bound to the bars above my head, I hear Shea's voice in the distance. Wishing at the moment I had never decided to leave Santa Monica, I glared at the man who tied my wrists, wishing him dead.

As he finished, he looked down at me and smiled.

"Aw...now don't you worry, miss. Me an' my brothers, we know how to treat a lady, don't we? Trouble is, after what you got caught doing this morning, I wouldn't say you is much of a lady!"

As my mouth dropped open at his comment, he grabbed my nipples, tweaking them hard.

"Ouch! Damn you!"

"Now, now. I would watch what you say - never know which one of us is gonna get the pleasure of knowin' ya first!"

As he walked back to his brothers, fear overcame me. Struggling against the cuffs, I started to panic.

"Shea! Shea, damn you! I'll never forgive you for this if you don't do something, and do it quick!"

"Ronnie, I'm working on it! Really!"

"Yeah? Well work harder!"

Suddenly one of the goons got up and came ot me.

"Now you shut up that noise! We can't concentrate over there! Aw, the hell with it - I know what to do."

I watched as he brought a bandana out of his pocket and twirl it before quickly gagging my mouth. Unable to talk, only grunts coming from my mouth, I started to struggle all the more.

The 3 men hovered over the table, and a cheer went up. I looked at the trio, terrified.

"Yup, little lady, I'm the winner," declared Ted. "Maybe we should do a nice little medical exam first, eh?"

All three began to laugh, as I screamed behind the gag....
 
"Now Fred you take that leg there an I'll take thisun an we'll deevest our prisoner of these cumberson clothes."
With a tug and a jerk Ronnie was stripped down to her...
"Panties, aint they pretty! lookatthat...all that lace...kinda violet colored wouldn't ya say?"

"Hell boys."
It was Ed and he was no nonsense.
"Yank off them things an lets see what the ladies got for us."

Ronnie found herself hanging by her bound wrists. One leg hooked under Ed's brawny arm and the other under Fred's. Ted stood between them and was staring straight at her pussy.
"That's a pretty beaver."
Ted was all admiration.

"YA Hear that boy! We think your gal's got a good lookin' beaver"

They could hear Shea throwing things in his cell.
"Don't worry Babe!...I'll get us out of here!"

"He's a card ain't he?"
Ranger Ed said.
"Now go get her boy we can't stand here all day!"

Ted reached out and touched Veronica's clit, moving it with the tip of his forefinger, then sliding it down between her pussy lips and pushing into her vagina.
Instinctively she contracted on it and he grinned.

"Hey boy, your girl is sure damned tight!"
 
Stretched out and suspended in mid-air, I look in shocked horror as one of these goons slides his finger into my pussy. Jerking and bucking, I hear their laughter and terror strikes my heart.

I hear a shuffle, and look up as I see Shea brought into the room.

"RONNIE!"

Muffled sounds greeted him as I swore at him behind the gag.

"Ronnie, I'm gonna get us out of this, I swear!"

I watch as one these thugs forces Shea into a chair and secures his wrists behind him. I see him struggle to free himself, and I realize he just might not be available to help.

Suddenly, I feel my legs spread even further apart, and look down to see Ted once more between my thighs. Jerking to get away from him, I feel a sharp crack against my ass, and my eyes grow wide.

"Now, stop that or you'll get another slap on the ass! We all know you want this. Girl like you, with a guy like him, out there in the wide open for anyone to see! We know your type, yes siree, we certainly do! Spread her, boys, I'm gonna have a taste!"

Screaming behind the gag, I felt my legs spread once more, before I felt Ted's tongue take a swipe along the lips of my pussy.

"Oh, yeah, boys. She's ready to fuck alright!"

Lowering his head again, I feel his tongue probing the folds of my pussy. As his tongue brushes across my clit, the screams subside behind the gag, and muffled gasps could be heard instead.

"Ronnie? Ronnie! RONNIE!"
 
Was it possible she thought as Ted's tongue moved gently inside her and as Ed and Fred each engorged themselves on her breasts that she was ...enjoying this!
She couldn't see Shea and could only imagine what must be going through his mind as he was forced to watch her being gang banged and helpless to act.

"OH yeah Baby! Wow!...God I wish I could jump in there too!"

If Ted's tongue flicking across her clit and his fingers twisting into her pussy hadn't been so damned distracting she might have been pissed at his words...but damn...Ted knew what he was doiiiiiiiiinggggggggggg....oh god yessss.

Shea watched Ronnies legs squeezing around Ted's head and her ankles rubbing sensuously against his back and he knew that she was not suffering unduly at the moment.
He also knew that once the boys were done having fun they would definately be in deep shit...CONCENTRATE!
Tear your eyes away from that scene boy! THINK!
He did tear his eyes away and looking down saw the mother of all boners threatening to pop out of his pants. That and the sounds of Veronica moaning and panting behind her gag made it very difficult to orchestrate an escape scenario.

"OK bro'...get out of the way, it's my turn to lap the honey now!"
Reluctantly Ted yielded his place to ED whose much thicker tongue began pumping deep into her like a small but energetic cock.
The younger brother maintained a hold on her clit however, thumbing it with care and dilligence while he sucked away on her high wired nipples.
 
I could vaguely feel the pull of the restraints on my wrists as my concentration was centered at my pussy. Closing my eyes, moaning behind the gag, I didn't know whose tongue was proding deep within me. As each nipple was being teased and pulled by eager mouths, I felt my clit being stroked until the pleasure was enough to consume me.

Writhing beneath these 3 men, I could feel my orgasm building. Tightening my grip around the neck of the one lapping at my pussy, I strained against the restraints, moaning loudly behind the gag. My body tensing, crying out meaningless words that went unheard anyway. As the orgasm wracked my body, I struggled, writhed, and squirmed beneath the men who held me captive. Screaming behind the gag as I gave myself over to the most intense orgasm, I was left trying to catch my breath. At the sound of laughter, I opened my eyes to see these 3 men looking down at my body and laughing. Glancing over, I noticed Shea straining against the chair - his erection plainly visible. Glaring at him, he suddenly looked strickened.

My attention was arrested when one of the goons told his brothers to spread my thighs as wide as possible. Groaning at the stretch of my thighs, I began to struggle once more.

"Now, now, what you so upset about? I know you just enjoyed yourself! We's only gonna make it last longer! Right, boys?"

Both of the others grinned and nodded their agreement. As I watched my legs being lifted over the shoulders of Fred, a maniacal grin spreading across his lips. I felt his fingers grab my ass, as his brothers began to squeeze and pinch my nipples. With one thrust, he was inside of me, as I screamed my protest behind the gag.

I continued to struggle, yet as Fred began to thrust, I found my struggles began to match his strokes. Once again, I found myself moaning behind the gag, wanting to urge him to go faster, deeper. As his tempo picked up, I could feel myself once more tipping over into ecstacy, as my eyes pleaded with him to continue....
 
Security Office, Grand Canyon NP

Trying unsuccessfully to will his erection into giving up it's unseemly behavior Shea finally gave up and settled back to wait for an oportunity to present itself...and to watch the show.
And what a show it was.

Fred was thrusting himself into Ronnies wide open pussy and being met by her answering thrusts. Ed and Ted were standing on each side of her jacking off and grinning like cheshire cats. The rangers pistola dangling from his back pocket.
Veronica's sounds of distress had turned into moans of pleasure.

Shea had an idea.
"Ranger Ed!"
The fat man glared at him.
"Ranger Ed, I know my gal and their ain't NUTHIN' gets her hotter than a gangbang. Especially if there's that non-consentual taint to it. Now unless you especially want to wait inline I think if you untied her then she just might offer each of you boys a nice tight warm place to house your peckers. Ain't that right Hon?"
Shea kept his fingers crossed and waited.

Ronnie showed no evidence of having heard him and in fact was riding Freds cock with a gusto that Shea found somewhat disturbing.

Ed thought for a minute and then whipped off the gag.

"mmmmmmoooOOOOOOHHHHHHGODDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!"
She was twisting on poor Fred like a Tigress in heat. she was flushed pink all over and on the verge of....
"CUMMMMINNNGGGGG!......Dont stopdontstopDONTSTOP!"

"Damn Sugar you never say that to me!"
Shea was pissed.

She was gasping and panting for breath as Ed cut her restraints and she slumped to the floor.
The big Ranger bent over her and said,
"Yore smartass boyfriend says you like to take it from real men in ever' hole at once...is that right?"

Shea heard Ronnie mumble something and then Fred was in front of him waving his cum covered prick in his face.

"My, my she sure was good that lil ol' gal of yours...wanna lick?"
Shea took a big bite instead.

A really BIG BITE!
Before Fred could grasp his loss, he was bowled over backwards and through the window by Shea who launched himself like a rocket, chair and all in the general direction of Ed and Ted.

"Baby!"
He screamed,
"Grab that lard asses gun. It's in his hip pocket!"
 
My mind was a daze, remembering one of these men hammering my pussy, my orgasm taking on monumental proportions. I heard Shea's voice vaguely in the background, then suddenly the gag was taken away at just the time I came.

Feeling myself slumping towards the floor, I looked over just in time to see Shea take a huge bite out of Fred's cock. Staring in almost disbelief, I watched as Shea hurtled himself into the other two men, all the while screaming something about a gun.

Looking frantically, I spot what Shea has seen, and scrambling to my feet, I reach for the gun dangling from the back of the sheriff's belt. Securing it in my hand, it dawns on me that I don't have the slightest clue as to how to make it work. However, grabbing it and pointing in the direction of the 2 men, I try to put on a menacing look.

"Okay! You 2 back up against the wall, or I'll shoot!"

Surprised, I watched as they put their hands up, their eyes pleading with me not to shoot, backing up against the wall.

"Face the wall - NOW!"

As they turned to the wall, Shea walked over to me.

"Good girl, Ronnie, though I do think I want to have a discussion on just how much you seemed to be enjoying that cock earlier!"

Hissing under my breath, I glared at him, "Take the damn gun, Shea! I don't know how to use it! I gotta find my clothes."

"Ronnie, we gotta get out of here!"

"I'm not leaving naked!!"

Scurrying about the room, I manage to find all articles of clothing strewn about. Hurrying to dress, I glance at Shea and nod my head.

"Okay, boys, easy does it. Ronnie and me, hey, we enjoyed your company and all, but we do have get back on the road. Have a nice day there, you all!"

Shea quicky went to the desk, and grabbed all the boxes of ammunition he could find before grabbing 2 sets of handcuffs, and telling me to handcuff each man to the bars of the cells. As I did so, I could feel the wrath of these men towards me, but I didn't care. I just wanted out. I turned to Shea when I was done, and he grabbed a set of keys as we made our way out of the stataion.

"So, Shea. Just what type of plan do you have to get the Virgin back? Remember she was impounded?"

"Don't worry, baby. Shea always has a plan! Quick! Get in!"

Climbing quickly into the patrol car, Shea took off in a spray of gravel towards where he thought the impound lot would be.
 
Getting the 'Virgin' out of the lot was easier than they had thought.
The cop on duty was a big good looking gal named Micky who instantly took a liking to Veronica. All it took was a tender, tonguey, femme to femme kiss, a bogus phone number and they were on their way.

It was dark as they pulled through Winslow and they stopped at a MacDonald's to count their money and take stock.

"What Money?"
Ronnie said, her mouth full of Big Mac.
"Didn't Smokey the Bear get it all?"

"Baby you sell me short."
He pulled out a thick roll of bills.
"I hid 'em."

"In the car?"
She took another bite.

"Nope, guess again."

She looked at the money dubiously and decided she'd rather not know.

Shea counted it out,
"Two hundred and two bucks."
he said brightly.

Ronnie looked at him dumbfounded.
"Shea we had THOUSANDS!!"

"Don't worry babe there's a lot more in ChiTown, and..."
he smiled,
"we still have four days to get there!"

The Virgin purred out of Winslow and Veronica was just about to fall into a well deserved sleep when
she felt the car coast to a stop.
"What's up Shea? You gotta take a leak?"

Shea was already out of the car, urinating noisily onto the asphalt of a parking lot. A big empty parking lot.
Ronnie sat up.
Ahead of them was a low dark jumbled wall of stones and behind them, gleaming in the night sky was a billboard that announced...

SEE THE ARIZONA METEOR CRATER!
THE EIGHTH WONDER OF THE WORLD!


"Damn I've wanted to see this since I was a kid!"
He was zipping up his fly and opening the door for her.

"Shea they're closed. There's nobody here!"

"Yeah I know. Ain't it great!...An we gotta spend the night somewhere."
 
I rolled my eyes at Shea while taking a deep breath. I looked dubiously at the sign, and then at Shea.

"You know, at the rate we're going, we are never gonna get out of Arizona. Shea!"

"Aw, Ronnie! It's just for the night! C'mon! You'll love it!"

As I stepped onto the gravel, Shea was already at the trunk digging for some blankets.

Yeah, a real blast here, I'm sure!

Strolling to the back of the "Virgin", I slid an arm around Shea's shoulders.

"Honey, I don't mean to be mean, but so far none of your plans have really panned out, have they?"

His hurt look made me wish I could take back what I said, but then it was already out there.

"Oh, never mind, Shea. Let's go see what this place is about. Though I don't think there is much we are going to be able to see at night."

As a coyote howled in the distance, my skin crawled, yet I continued to smile up at Shea. He closed the trunk, his arms ladened down with blankets. Walking across the parking lot, a flashlight guiding the way, I realized how alone we were. Instead of going through the building, Shea took a back path, and soon we were facing the actual crater itself.

Shea looked proudly at me in the darkening gloom.

"There ya go, Ron! Ain't it great?"

I looked at the giant hole in the ground. Great? Hmmm.....lots to be desired in that one.

"C'mon! I wanna be right in the middle of it!"

"Figures you would, Shea."

Clutching his hand, suddenly feeling the chill air of the nighttime desert sky, we slowly made our way down the side of the big hole towards the center. I could only hope that we would not be awakened by another officer of the law - didn't need a repeat of that!

Hearing strange noises coming from the depths of the hole, I clutched Shea's hand even tighter.

"No problem, Ronnie. Just the wind blowing through the crater, making strange noises, that's all."

"Yeah, sure." Somehow my mind was not put at ease.

Finally reaching the bottom, I held the flashlight as Shea spread out the blankets on the ground. I looked at the pebbles and rocks, and began rubbing my back in the eager anticipation of a rather uncomfortable night spent out of doors.

Well, maybe I could find a way to get even with Shea over this one!
 
As the high desert temperature fell to a brisk 47 degrees,
Shea and Ronnie fucked passionately under the blankets.
He was spooned into her back with both hands around her, squeezing her breasts and sliding himself into her pussy with fast deep strokes...

"Shea...you hear something?"
Ronnie tensed up which he misread as natural response to his penetrations.
"Oh baby! Yessss!"

"You do?!"
Veronica's eyes snapped open but other than the coyote's howling on the crater rim, all was suddenly silent.
Except for Shea.

"C'mon Sweetheart, squeeze that thing...You drive me wild!"
His fingers were pinching and pulling her nipples, sending eddies
of pleasure and pain through her body. His cock...God she loved his cock...was filling her with it's heat in an ever quickening tempo.

Then she heard it again...voices...she was sure!
She tried to roll over at the same time Shea did and suddenly they were doing it doggie style!

"Hot damn, honey why didn't you say you wanted it like this!"
Shea was thrusting like a stallion!

"Sheaaaaaaaaa...." she whispered urgently.
He didn't stop and in a few seconds she forgot the voices and began to moan out loud.
She did love it this way!
They came together in a long sweet orgasm, her pussy contracting and squeezing in rhthym with his gushing loads of cum.
They collapsed exhausted on top of each other and heard clearly
a husky male voice about 20 yards away say...

"This is far enough Master. Let's sacrifice her right here."
 
Startled from out post orgasmic haze, both Shea and I laid still attempting to control our breathing, bodies rigid and unmoving.

"Shea!" I frantically whispered, "Who is that? What do you think they mean, sacrifice?"

"Shhhh! Ronnie, I don't know, but we gotta be quiet!"

Seeing a couple of flashlights in the distance, we could make out that whoever it was, was coming closer. I frantically tried to find my clothes, but Shea's hand stilled my movements. The sounds I was making could easily be heard in the still desert night air.

Gradually, just mere yards from us, we could make out several figures. There appeared to be one large man - larger than I had ever seen, well over 6 feet tall! Beside him were 2 other men, shorter, but stockier. As the flashlights moved about the scenery, the beam crossed their faces, and my heart chilled. These men looked ruthless and evil.

Between the two shorter men, there appeared to be some sort of bundle. Only when I saw it move and heard a soft moan, did I realize that it was a human being. Watching the tall man approach this human bundle, I saw him lift something and shine the flashlight full into the face.

It was a woman! She appeared drugged or hurt - her hair was a mass of blond curls around a face slightly red and bruised. Her eyes were half-closed, and her full lips were parted slightly. The tall man had his fingers wrapped in her hair, pulling her face up towards him. Her arms were extended, each being held by the shorter men.

It was easy to see in the beam of light, that she was nude, her body siloutted against the night air.

"Please," I heard her moan, and my heart lurched.

Suddenly one of the shorter men reached out, slapping her full across the face. Her groan indicated his hand connected in a most hurtful way.

"Quick, over here. Let's get this over with before the drug wears off completely." The tall man indicated a spot not too far from where Shea and I lay immobilized with fear and awe.

"Hurry, give me the knife!" The tall man barked out.

The two men looked at each other, quizically. Then slowly returned their gaze back to the tall man.

"WHAT?!?! Don't tell me you left it in the truck? Damn! I suppose you left all the other stuff there as well?" Grabbing the woman by her hair, he looked at one of the men.

"Well, hurry up! Get back to the truck and bring what we need! Do you think we have all damned night?"

As one of the shorter men scurried into the darkness, I felt my skin go clammy.

"Shea," I barely whispered, "what are we going to do? We can't let anything happen to her!"

"I know, Ronnie, I know," Shea whispered back. "I'm thinking of a plan, honey, but we need to think about getting out of here!"

Suddenly the tall man spun around, searching the darkness, and I knew he thought he had heard something. Before he could shine the beam from the flashlight over us, the woman moaned again.

"Please, please. Let me go. I've not hurt you, I won't tell anyone! Just let me go, please!"

A hard, heavy slap resounded in the night air as the blond's head snapped back. I felt my body recoil against Shea. If it hadn't been for him, I should have run from the place immediately.
 
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