…Weapons of Masturbation…
My panochita is now dripping wet, I’m still holding on the gun I pull it up and aim again..
If I hear this motherfuckers say one more thing I swear I’m going to ape shit on their ass..! I’ve been listening to them talk shit for the last hour; girls can’t drive, girls can’t handle motorcycles, girls can’t shoot. It’s seems all “we’re” good for is cooking, cleaning, and some of us are actually pretty good at fucking. Finally --- they’re done…
“Let’s get our shit and go out to the desert, then we’ll see what’s what” they all laughed and looked at me with a sadistic smirk. It took us a while to get everything loaded; the quads were in place, the cooler full of beer, water and ice. I look back and see Jose coming towards me; in his hands he holds the precious .50 caliber Desert Eagle. The shiny silver finish sparkles under the sun. I lost my train of thought for a little bit, but was brought back to “the real world” by Dario who politely told me put some pants on and some tennis shoes. I did as I was told, thinking back to my last encounter with poison ivy while riding the quad; OUCH..! Yeah I’m not going through that again… I jumped in the truck with Juan, and we drove all the way without talking --- just listening to music. As we pulled up we caught a glimpse of Jose removing his shirt. “Fuck, that fool is the missing link or something,” Juan laughed “He needs to shave his back.” I shuddered “Uhm well not all guys are like you, you even shave your legs.” I replied obviously making fun of him. He had a serious look on his face, “Hey shut up eh, that’s because I need to be aerodynamic.” “Do you even know what that means?” I had to laugh once I saw the puzzled look on his face “You know what never mind, let’s just do this…” I opened the door and walked out of the truck. The guys were getting the quads off the trucks, while Leilany (Dario’s bitch) arranged the weapons and the ammunition on the bed of Dario’s truck. I walked over to her, my eyes lit up the moment I saw what they had brought; an AK-47 (full-auto), .50 caliber (desert eagle), Remington 12ga shot gun, and a .38 Special revolver. I had to wipe my chin after a couple for minutes of just staring. “I can’t believe you actually like this stuff Mara,” she looked at me “these things scare the crap out of me.” She eyed the bed of the truck with a sigh. I just ignored her, she knows I don’t like her but she insist on talking to me. To be completely honest I don’t know what she’s doing here, Dario is an ass to her, he only calls her when he “needs” her and as soon as he’s “done” she fades into the background until he needs her again. The guys drank in a hurry, trying to get empty cans so we could do some target shooting. I just sat there and looked at them; I’m their sister yet they treat me like a slave. They judge me, and put me down constantly --- but their insults motivate me. They don’t know that I will soon make them swallow their words……….. “Hey Leilany, go and neatly place these bottles over in that hole over there --- and hurry.” Dario growled his orders. “But baby…” a serious look from him was all it took; she did her little two step routine, and pouted her lips, but did as she was told. Jose was loading the .50 cal, my hands began to sweat. I wiped them on my jeans and began to play with them. All eyes were on me now; if I missed I would never hear the end of this. I walked over to him, and took the gun. Oh god, the cold steel felt wonderful against my warm hands, my cootchie began to lubricate. I took my sweet time just admiring this beautiful piece, every stroke of my hand brought me closer to orgasm. I shook it off and separated me legs a little, making sure I was steady… I eyed my target, and gripped the handle. My finger trembled as I got ready to pull the trigger (boom) fuck, I almost fell on my ass, my arms hurt, and I can still feel the aftershock going through my body (I’m just glad I didn’t hit my head like that girl on youtube he he) my eyes struggle to get their focus back, and after a couple of blinks I realize that I hit my target… Silence is all I hear. Not one smart ass remark, not one laugh --- just SILENCE they’re impressed. My panochita is now dripping wet, I’m still holding on the gun I pull it up and aim again another (boom) followed by the same aftershock, loss of sight, and feeling of power. My nipples are hard; my cootchie is begging for attention, I need to masturbate now..! I no longer care if I hit my target, I turn around give the gun to Jose and almost run to David’s Titan (it’s the only one with the tinted windshield) I open the door climb in, and unzip my pants in a hurry. My hand trembles as it makes its way past my panties and down to my soaked slit. I rub my clit vigorously, I free my breast with my other hand --- I’m close to cumming, I can feel it building up inside me. I slide on finger inside my sloppy pussy hole pocking around trying to find my g-spot. Fuck, fuck, fuck I’m close oh god! Yes mmmm I tug on my erect nipples as I reach full ecstasy. I want to continue, but I know if I don’t join them soon they’ll come looking for me. … Shit, I just realized that this fucking truck has cameras inside… What the fuck am I going to do now?
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