“One…more,” Ryan said breathlessly. “And then…then it…it’s over.”
Surprised at her elevated arousal, Meghan opened her eyes and stared at the wall as the man stepped aside and the third man moved in front of her. With a strange level of an almost disappointment that this was going to end, she took a shallow breath and smiled. As the man unzipped his zipper and pulled his cock from his pants, Meghan pressed her hands against her now very sore knees.
“I almost collapsed from that orgasm, it was intense,” she said over her shoulder.
“I’m sure it was. It’s almost over,” Ryan assured her.
“I almost don’t want it to end,” Meghan admitted.
Ryan inhaled a deep breath. “Neither do I, Meghan.”
Meghan grinned.
“Neither do I,” he repeated.
“Last one,” Meghan smiled as she wrapped her lips around the swollen shaft.
Deciding to attempt to repeat the process, Meghan sucked as eagerly as she could. Almost immediately, she felt the man’s girth begin to swell in her mouth. Ryan’s hands slid to her breasts. As he forcefully pounded himself in and out of her soaking wet pussy, he began to squeeze her breasts in his hands and pull downward on her nipples. A feeling of shock traveled through her body from her nipples to her clit.
Simultaneously, as Meghan started to climax, she felt Ryan’s cock begin to swell inside of her. As it swelled against the inner walls of her vaginal canal, she reached a level of climax that shook her legs. As Ryan groaned, she buried her mouth onto the third man’s shaft. Her eyes rolled as she felt the pulsation in her mouth and his cum squirt down her throat.
As she groaned in ecstasy, she felt Ryan’s cum shoot against her cervix.
A feeling of elation filled her as Ryan groaned. Knowing that he was pleased with her, and that she had completed the task that he had placed in front of her caused her tremendous satisfaction. The thought of Ryan cumming inside of her filled Meghan with a level of pleasure that she had not felt for years. As the man’s dick fell from her mouth, Ryan slid from inside of her.
She pressed her hands against her knees and stood.
Meghan stood and turned to face Ryan. “Oh my God. My legs are done. God that was exhausting.”
She reached over Ryan’s shoulders and embraced him, exhausted. As she hugged him, she felt grateful that she had met him, regardless of the circumstances surrounding their having met. He was, by all accounts, exactly what she always wanted and felt that she needed. She leaned away from his shoulder and looked up into his eyes.
“That last orgasm. God, I thought it was going to kill me,” Meghan sighed.
Ryan’s mouth twisted into a smirk. “Fuck it, you’re going to die anyaway.”
As Meghan scrunched her brow, her mind filled with confusion.
She heard a familiar click. Quickly, Ryan’s arm rose to her shoulder level, and she felt a scratch against her neck. As she raised her hands to rub the itch on her neck, Ryan stepped back and smiled. Meghan smiled in return as her fingers fumbled along the base of her neck. The smile quickly turned to a frown, followed by a look of despair.
As wet warmth covered her hands and neck.
As Meghan pulled her hands from her neck and looked at her fingers, she collapsed into a puddle of blood that had dripped from her breasts and elbows. As she lay on the floor, dying in a pool of her own blood, Ryan stepped over her body. She attempted to rotate her head and see where he was going, but was incapable of moving. As she pressed her hands to her neck, and gasped her final living breaths, she blinked her eyes in wonder.
And the last thing she heard was another familiar sound.
The door closed.
And the door lock mechanism clicked.
EPILOGUE
Even though the sun had been down for hours, the temperature was almost too much to bear. The Arizona summers often had temperatures at night in excess of a hundred degrees until long after sundown.
“It’s so fucking hot. I can’t believe you want the top off of this thing,” Ryan laughed.
“It’s a Jeep. It shouldn’t even have a top. You should take that little fabric fucker and toss it in the dumpster,” Ami responded.
She glanced toward the gas pumps and quickly shifted her eyes toward Ryan.
“Well?” Ryan asked.
“You can either unzip ‘em or I will. Jesus, act like we haven’t done this before,” she said.
Ryan sighed. “Every time.”
“Yeah, every time we do this, we fuck first. Just in case. I can’t take any chances,” she responded.
As soon as Ryan unzipped his pants, Ami leaned over the console of the Jeep and began sucking his cock. Her lips worked up and down the thick shaft as it became fully erect in her mouth. As she sucked and slobbered, she cupped Ryan’s balls in her hand. Ryan began to moan as Ami groaned in pleasure.
He chuckled and pulled away. Her sucking was much different than Meghan’s. With Ami, he wasn’t able to last longer than a few seconds without reaching climax.
“I can’t take it anymore,” he said.
She pulled her mouth from his saliva covered shaft. “Pussy.”
He shrugged.
“Move your arm,” Ami demanded.
She raised her leg over the console.
He furrowed his brow. “You’re going to face me?”
He turned and looked out each side of the Jeep and into the empty parking lot.
She shook her head as she climbed into his lap. “It’s midnight in the middle of fuckwater Arizona – what are you afraid of? I want you to bite my titties while I ride your cock. Jesus. Can a girl get any satisfaction?”
With her dress over her waist and her panties on the floor of the Jeep, she nodded toward his twitching shaft. “Well, pull down your shorts.”
She hovered over Ryan’s waist, one hand on the console and one on the Jeeps half-door.
As Ryan pushed his cargo shorts to his knees, Ami lowered herself onto his lap. Carefully, as she positioned herself between Ryan and the steering wheel, she reached between Ryan and the jeeps door, pulling the lever to recline the seat. As the seat reclined, she raised her dress to her torso.
“Fuck the shit out of me,” Ami growled.
Ryan reached between his legs and guided his stiff cock into Ami’s wetness. She gasped at the feeling of him penetrating her slightly. As she lowered herself onto the full length of his swollen shaft, she groaned.
With his cock deep within her, she closed her eyes out of sheer pleasure.
Ryan reached behind her back and placed his hands on top of her shoulders. Pressing his feet to the floorboard of the Jeep, he began to raise and lower his hips slowly.
She opened her eyes wide. “No, fuck me like it’s going to be the last time. Each time before we do it.”
He sighed.
“Now fuck me,” Ami demanded.
Ami began to moan loudly as Ryan increased his speed. The sound of his thighs slapping against her ass and the back side of her legs echoed off of the concrete wall of the gas station. Pulling down on her shoulders, and forcing himself deep inside of her, Ryan began to growl.
“Fuck yes. Growl. God that makes me want to cum. Growl,” Ami pleaded as she opened her eyes momentarily.
As Ryan continued to pound himself deeply into Ami’s pussy, she reached up and pulled the top of her dress down, revealing her breasts. Ryan’s continuous thrusts against her caused them to bounce with each stroke. Grasping her boobs in each of her hands, Ami began to pinch her nipples in between her index fingers and her thumbs.
Her breasts slick from the hot Arizona air, her level of arousal, and the thought of their upcoming adventure, she continued to squeeze them and pinch her nipples to the point of tremendous pain.
“Talk shit while you fuck me baby, or I’m gonna forget you’re in there,” she said.
“You like that fat cock inside of your tight little pussy, you little whore?”
“Oh hell yes I do,” Am
i shouted back.
“Squeeze those big titties for me, you cum slut. Pinch those nipples,” Ryan demanded.
She pinched her nipples between her fingers and pulled against them sharply. “Yes, Sir. Whatever you say.”
“I love filling your little bitty pussy with my huge cock,” Ryan bellowed as he pounded deeper and deeper into Ami’s soaking wet pussy.
“You’re a good little slut.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He reached between her thighs and pushed his index finger into her ass.
“Oh God,” she wailed.
“You like it in that tight little ass, don’t you?”
“Oh God, yes.”
“Because you’re a…”
“I’m a fucking whore. A slut,” she bellowed. “A cum slut.”
Ami bounced up and down from the force of Ryan fucking her, her boobs bouncing as her body raised and lowered on his thighs. With her eyes closed, she bit her bottom lip and grunted as she continued to pull on her nipples repeatedly.
“Fuck yes, I’m about there. Fuck me. Oh God. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Harder. Harder. Oh God yes. You fucking animal. Fuck me,” Ami screamed.
The words echoed throughout the open parking lot.
“I want you to cum all over me. Do you understand me, you little whore?” Ryan mumbled as Ami bounced on his thighs.
“Bite my titties,” Ami screamed as she reached over Ryan’s shoulder sand grabbed his head.
Pulling his head into her chest, Ami screamed as Ryan began to bite her nipples and growl. His mouth alternating from one to the other, Ryan bit her nipples and pulled against her flesh with his teeth, stretching her breasts outward as he did so. As he continued to bite her breasts, he released her shoulders and wrapped his hands around her neck. His grip tightened with each stroke of his cock into her now soaking wet pussy.
“Oh God yes. Choke me. Choke…”
Ryan’s grasp of her neck prevented her from continuing to speak.
With his free hand he slapped her face.
And again, he slapped her.
And again.
He leaned forward and bit her nipples as he buried himself deep into her.
Ami opened her eyes and closed them repeatedly as she looked down and watched Ryan bite her nipples. The large post mounted lamp illuminated her face enough that Ryan could see her eyes roll back as he forced himself even deeper into her pussy.
Ryan’s grasp of her neck prevented her from speaking any further. As he choked her tightly, his cock began to swell inside of her. Each upward thrust of his hips caused Ami to groan and grunt. As her eyes bulged and stared straight ahead, he felt himself reach climax.
He released her neck. She coughed and gasped for air.
As Ryan exhaled a loud moan, Ami’s vagina clamped down on the shaft of his cock. Gasping for breath, she opened her eyes wide and screamed. As she shouted, the head of Ryan’s dick pulsed, filling Ami with his warm cum.
“Holy fuck. Now that’s an orgasm. Jesus fucking Christ. Don’t you dare move,” Ami shouted as she sat still on Ryan’s lap.
Ryan wiggled his hips.
She swung her right hand quickly and with great precision.
Whack!
“I said don’t move. Don’t make me slap your pretty face again,” Ami barked.
“You bitch. What did I tell you about slapping me?” Ryan growled as he wiped his hand across his face.
“Sexy bitch. And what did I tell you about moving?” Ami asked.
“Fair enough,” Ryan said as he wiggled his lower jaw. “Sexy bitch.”
“Okay. You about ready?” Ami asked.
Ryan nodded.
Ami rose up from Ryan’s lap and slid over the console to the passenger seat. As soon as she sat down, she leaned over the console and wrapped her lips around Ryan’s cock, licking it clean of all of the juices from their haphazard parking lot sex.
Ami laughed as she pointed to Ryan’s shorts that rested mid-thigh. “Okay, I cleaned up my mess, pull ‘em up.”
As Ryan pulled up his shorts, Ami raised the strap of her purse over her shoulder and opened the door. She stepped out into the parking lot and surveyed the area for onlookers.
Ryan opened his door and hesitated before he got out of the Jeep.
“Same as last time?” Ryan asked.
Ami stepped around the rear of the Jeep. “Yeah, I mean. Well, yeah.”
Ryan grinned and adjusted his shorts. “I love you, baby.”
She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips. “I love you.”
The taste of his own cum on his tongue caused him to grin beneath the kiss.
“To the depths of hell,” Ami whispered as she broke the kiss.
“To the depths of hell,” Ryan repeated.
Ami turned toward the front door. “Well, here we go.”
As they walked toward the front door, they held hands and smiled. As Ryan opened the door for Ami to enter, she quickly scanned the store for cameras, seeing none. She rolled her eyes and shook her head sharply as she stepped through the threshold of the door, signifying there were no visible cameras.
Once in the store, Ami followed Ryan toward the refrigerated beverage cooler. As he walked in front of the cooler and studied the reflection in the glass, Ami reached both hands into her purse and removed two guns. Ryan raised his index finger, indicating there was only one employee.
As she handed Ryan one of the guns, she winked.
“To the depths of hell,” Ryan whispered.
Ami turned to face the cash register. Hiding the pistol beside her leg, she stepped down the aisle, whistling as she walked.
As she walked within a few feet of the cashier, the man behind the counter looked up and grinned.
She raised the pistol level with the man’s face. “Alright you sad motherfucker. Today’s the day you hoped would never come. No sudden movements or it’s gonna get as messy as a shit sandwich.”
The man thrust his hands into the air. “No troubles, please.”
As Ami stood before the register, Ryan faced the front door, hiding safe behind the cover of the display of chips and crackers.
Ami glanced over her shoulder.
“Clear,” Ryan shouted across the store, assuring Ami there were still no patrons approaching.
Ami held the pistol rock-steady in front of the man’s face. She nodded her head toward the register and chuckled as she read the man’s nametag. “Empty the register, Mo. Is that short for Mohammed?”
As she held the barrel of the pistol inches from his forehead, he reached toward the register.
Standing with her legs spread shoulder width apart, Ami waited for him to open the register.
She nodded her head toward the counter. “All of it. Even what’s under the drawer and in the safe. Put it in a bag. I need this money for a new dress. This one’s covered in cum.”
The man’s hands full of bills, he reached under the register for a bag. As his hand came above the bottom of the counter, Ami caught a glimpse of something metallic and shiny.
Immediately, and without a moment’s thought, she pulled the trigger.
The explosion was deafening inside the small store.
The right side of the man’s head exploded, splattering the glass behind the register with brain matter and blood. As he fell backward, he dropped the shotgun on the floor beside where he had been standing.
“Still here,” Ami shouted.
“That’s my girl,” Ryan said.
Ryan walked toward the register, alternating glances between the door and where Ami stood.
He peered over the counter and down at the man. Half of his head was gone, leaving a disproportionate skull with only one eye. His eyes widened and his mouth twisted into a smirk. “Son-of-a-bitch, what a fucking mess.”
A six-foot wide splatter of blood and brain matter covered the glass wall behind the counter.
“Well, you should have seen the size of his head, it’s huge.” She leaned over t
he counter and looked down at the now dead man’s half missing head. “Well, it was huge.”
Ami tossed her head toward the rear of the store. “Grab a couple Red Bull’s and a sack of Chicharones, and I’ll get the money.”
She jumped onto the countertop.
“Chee cha what’s?” Ryan asked over his shoulder as he walked toward the beverage cooler.
“Chicharones,” Ami shouted as she hopped down off of the counter.
She landed directly into the puddle of blood, slipping and falling twice.
“Awe fuck,” she shouted.
Ami braced herself from completely falling again by thrusting her hands in front of her into the puddle of blood. Crouched on the floor in the puddle of blood and brain matter, she attempted to pick up the money from the floor. As she did, her hair continuously fell into her eyes. Frustrated, she brushed her hair behind her ear with her hand. Unbeknownst to her, her bloody hand slid along the side of her face, leaving a large bloody streak.
With her hand that held the pistol, she wiped her sweat-soaked brow, leaving another bloody streak across her forehead.
“What happened?” Ryan shouted.
“Guts. I stepped in guts,” she said. “No biggie.”
With bloody hands, she picked up each and every bill.
“And they’re porkfat,” Ami shouted. “Fried porkfats.”
Standing at the cooler, Ryan turned to face Ami and made eye contact. As he stood with his hands full of Red Bull, he raised his eyebrows in wonder.
She chuckled. “Pigskins. Fucking pork rinds. Whatever the fuck you wanna call ‘em. They’re low fat, low sodium, and high in protein.”
“That’s one of the things I love about you, baby. Through all of this, you’re health conscious,” Ryan shouted.
“That, and I’ll kill a motherfucker who gets in the way of my shopping habit,” Ami said with a laugh.
Ryan nodded. “That too.”
“Headlights,” Ryan shouted.
“For fuck’s sake,” Ami screamed as she stepped over the counter, one hand full of blood-covered money, the other bloody hand holding her pistol.