Joan rode in the stranger's car, who assisted her out of the bar, after being gang-bang fucked by the bikers. She is not afraid or anxious; this is what she wanted. She notices a large bulge in his pants. She reaches over and strokes his hard cock through his slacks, wondering how it would taste deep in her lips.
All this is happening after being fucked by over twelve bikers, in front of all the patrons, on a pool table in the bar. It's hard to believe that she still has a wanton desire to be taken, used, and abused sexually by a stranger, who is driving her away, to a place she does not know, and what his plans are for her when they arrive.
The stranger reached over and unbuckled Joan's seat belt and pulled her head into his lap, so close to his hard cock that the fragrance filled her body with lust-filled desire. Joan could not help herself as her fingers felt for the zipper that would release his hungry cock to her lips.
The stranger held her head firmly, even after her lips touched his now exposed cock. He was not going to pass up a good cock sucking at sixty miles an hour, from this horny fucked slutty bitch. He forced his cock deep into her throat as he controlled the blow job he was receiving from the cock hungry woman, while sliding his other hand deep along her slick, wet cunt.
Joan scooped his balls into her hands, caressing and squeezing them as his cock pistoned deep into her mouth. Within moments, his cock exploded, his salty cum filling her mouth and drooling from her lips, as he held her head balls deep on his throbbing cock. She savored every drop of his cum, rubbing her face against his cum covered cock, now smelling even more like the fucked slut she was.
Joan would do whatever this stranger wanted, no matter how eccentric or perverted his sexual demands were. She wanted so badly to be taken sexually, her body and mind, used, and abused in the most filthy, unnatural ways possible. Joan knew she was taking high risks; there was no way of knowing what this stranger might do to her or want her to do. Maybe, just maybe, this experience would satisfy her extreme desire for perverted, out-of-her-control sex.
She lifted her head from the stranger's crotch and sat up. The car was racing down a dark dirt road with no homes in sight. She was completely at the stranger's mercy, yet she was not scared, just excited at the thoughts of what he might do to her, running through her head, as her hand caressed her gang-banged cunt. She had never done anything like this before, but felt the reward outweighed the risks.
Finally, the stranger pulled into a driveway, and a dark cabin showed in his headlights. He walked around the car and opened her door, the zipper on his slacks still wide open. He spoke, "Let's go in, it's time to experience my wildest sexual desires, and have you also experience them."
Joan climbed from the car, her sticky skirt up around her waist, exposing her cunt and ass to the night air and the stranger. He wrapped his arm around her, his hand resting on her bare ass as they walked towards the cabin. She knew she smelled like a fucked slut and wondered if he would want her to shower the cum and piss from her fucked body,
He swung the old wooden door open and turned on the lights. What lay before her was a well-kept hunting-style cabin, with no kitchen or working bathroom. Just a few bunk beds, a table and chairs, a couple of lounge chairs, and a couch on a wooden floor. Joan inquired, "Do you want me to take a shower? You saw what they did to me back at the bar. I smell like a fucked slut."
"No, bitch, I want you just the way you are, your fucked body and its odor, really turns me on. I have always fantasized about taking a horny slut, and having my way with her. Besides that, there is no running water inside the cabin, and we only have an outhouse out back to relieve ourselves if needed. You will leave here in much worse condition than you are now. You will be one fucked whore, so strip off your fuck covered clothes and do as I tell you."
"Get down on your knees bitch, I will rinse your body and watch you drink the piss welling up in my jewels. Then you will suck my cum covered cock, clean and hard. You want this, I know, I could tell you were begging to be taken back at the bar. I will satisfy your wildest sexual desires before you leave this cabin."
Joan did as the stranger demanded, her clothes falling to the floor, as she kicked off her heels, and ripped the sticky cum covered nylons from her body. She knelt on the hardwood floor, his now-erect cock touching her face. Within seconds, a stream of warm piss sprayed her face and entered her lips, flowing down her throat. Joan felt so naughty and used as she drank the warm liquid squirting from his cock. The foul-smelling piss continued to flow over her excited breasts, body, and between her thighs, streaming along the lips of her hungry, horny cunt.
He then proceeded to turn around, his tight ass now in front of Joan's lips. "Lick my dirty ass out bitch, lick me clean." Joan's tongue licked with enthusiasm his ass crack and hole—the lust inside of her was building to a feverish pitch.
The stranger turned around and reached down, pulling Joan up from the floor by her piss-covered wet hair and forcing her to lie over the divan arm, her face buried in the musty cushion. Joan's ass and cunt are fully exposed and begging to be fucked, her body smelling like a fucked, piss-covered slut.
She waited, expecting to feel the thrust of his large cock in her cunt or ass within seconds. Instead, she felt his wet tongue sliding over her cunt and deep inside. Continuing all the way up her ass and into her tight, dirty hole, reaming her out good.
Joan could not hold back any longer as a loud moan escaped her lips, "Fuck me, you bastard, fuck my cunt and ass as I am yours to do with at your pleasure. I want to feel your large, thick cock deep inside my fucked body. Make me explode in an extreme orgasm, covering your cock and balls with my piss and cum. I want to be taken like the horny slut I am."
Joan felt the stranger's tongue no more. His hands now gripped her bare hips as he plunged his cock into her drooling cunt. She cried out in extreme pleasure, like an animal in heat being fucked. Her wild response encouraged the stranger to fuck her harder, thrusting his large cock deep inside of her. He fucked her like a wild bull, showing no mercy, just a horny desire to breed this bitch in heat.
With a scream, Joan erupted in an extreme orgasmic orgasm, piss and cum squirting from her fucked cunt, covering the stranger's cock and balls and much more with her juices.
While Joan was still in the throes of her extreme orgasm, the stranger pulled his cock from her soaked cunt and forced it into her waiting, tight ass, stretching her anal opening wide as his cock sank deep inside her dirty hole. The pain and pleasure Joan felt were immense, fueling the intense orgasm still running through her body.
Joan's brain was in a cloud of euphoric bliss, completely oblivious to the brutal fucking her ass was taking from the beast fucking her as he exploded deep in her bowels, filling her with his seed as he growled like a wild bear.
Joan felt a hand grab her hair and pull her up and off the arm of the couch, her lips now inches from his ass fucking cum dripping cock. He pushed her lips deep onto his cock. She felt it was like the crème on the cake, so smooth, tasty, and so naughty. She inhaled his fragrant cock physically and mentally.
Joan still wanted to taste his warm cum as he came in her mouth. She licked and sucked his nasty cock like a slutty whore, his large cock growing in her mouth as she massaged his cock and balls. She heard his second loud growl, her head being shoved deep onto his cock, and he came once more, filling her mouth with thick, creamy cum, followed by his fragrant warm piss, all drooling from her lips onto her body.
When he had finished pissing, he lay out on the floor and insisted she straddle his body and piss all over him, after which she would fuck his face while making him lick her dirty ass and cunt, until she exploded in orgasmic bliss once more. Oh, how naughty this seemed to her, yet she wanted this oh so bad.
Joan straddled his body, pulled her cunt lips apart, and directed her piss from his lips to his toes, covering his body with her fragrant piss. She watched with great excitement as he licked her piss from his lips and stroked his cock as her piss showered his body.
Joan squatted down, putting her fucked cunt against his face, as she rubbed back and forth, stimulating her swollen clit, all the while he was fighting to breathe. Her eyes were glued to his now hard, wet cock, wanting it oh so badly, almost as badly as the orgasm that was coming from fucking this stranger's face.
Her body exploded in orgasm once more, squirting all over his face, his tongue feverishly licking the juices that flowed from her cunt. She collapsed down onto his body, inhaling the odor of his swollen, piss-covered cock once more, and just lay there, two bodies panting and glued together as they slowly came down from their extreme highs.
Joan rolled off the object of her desires, the stranger from the bar. She felt so naughty as she lay on the cold piss-covered floor, licking the piss as it seeped into the pores of her body, inhaling the smell and taste of her urine and his. Finally, she reached towards the couch and pulled her blouse and skirt to her, which she then used to wipe up the piss-covered floor. She wanted to take home to her husband the evidence showing just how naughty she had been.
The stranger was up and moving around, straightening up the cabin. He finally spoke, "We should get going. I have to meet my wife tomorrow. You will ride home naked on a towel in the car. You have proved to be quite the horny slut. I can't wait to see your husband greet his naked slutty wife, smelling of piss and cum, at the door. It should be quite the scene.
Joan walked out naked into the cool night air. The stranger did not even open the door for her. He was through with her and just wanted to move on with his life. She wondered how many other women he had taken advantage of in the past, and how she compared, but there would be no answer.
The ride was quiet; he just wanted directions as they pulled into her driveway, the headlights flashing through the house. The front door opened, and there stood her husband, John, in his underwear, his jewels swollen with anticipation. There was no goodbye from the stranger as she left the car and walked buck naked and smelling like a fucked whore in front of the headlights and to the door.
Her husband took one look at her and scooped his naked, nasty-smelling wife into his arms. A moan of growing lust escaped his lips as he turned, wife in his arms, and kicked the door closed as he headed for their bedroom. "You are such a naughty wife, how do I deserve you. When you come home from a night of fucking, lust fills my body just thinking of what has been done to my beautiful, hot wife. I want to hear all about your night of letting yourself be taken, used, and abused. You certainly look like you are one satisfied slutty wife. I do not want you to shower off the results of your being fucked at will, you are all mine now, and I want you just the way you are, covered in piss and cum."
