I wriggled, trying to go somewhere. A boot kicked me in the back, reminding me there was no place to go. My legs scrunched in front of me from the impact, splaying as my knees locked in the air. Even I could see the hairiness of my cum involuntarily flexing from between my tautly spread thighs.
"Look at that pussy," one of the gang drooled. "How'd you like to stick a tire-iron up that sweet little box?"
"Wonder what kinda traction it has," another said, rubbing the obvious bulge at the crotch of his dirty, skin-tight jeans.
I could do nothing but tremble. My every twitch just accentuated the gaping slit of my exposed pussy. In a moment the air was filled with a new sound – the sound of ten zippers screeching downward.
Their pricks all seemed to come out at once. They were all long and hard and angry-looking. It was a jungle of cocks, rough hands stroking and prodding them on to even stiffer erection.
I was hopelessly terrified. I lost control of my body, my heart leaping while my bowels gurgled and my bladder collapsed. Uncontrollably the hot urine came steaming out of my open box, drenching the ground below me. Steam from the scalding piss rose between my thighs, wafting into the desert sky.
"She's so scared of us she's pissin' in her pants," one barbarian said through a slobbering leer.
"'Cept she ain't wearin' no pants," another one snorted.
Now my bowels gave. I winced as a load of sizzling diarrhea surged from my asshole. The air was filled with the stench of fresh, terrified shit.
I was so scared I couldn't stop myself. Now the pee spurted again. Then more liquid shit poured out. My crotch was a sticky, smelly mess, awash in a gloppy, fetid mixture of shit and piss.
A group of normal people would have been appalled. But not the Speed Freaks. They loved it. I could tell by the way they licked their chops and whispered excitedly among themselves like a group of sex-crazed savages. And most of all, I could tell by the way they stroked their cocks, every prick in the bunch pointed straight at me.
"Who gets to eat lunch first?" one of them yelled.
A chorus of "me's" deafened me. Then the din abruptly stopped and the one who must have been the leader stepped forward. He had the biggest cock on him I'd ever seen in my life.
He immediately sensed that I was looking at his enormous tool. "Like it, don't ya?" he sneered. "Now that you've seen it, you don't feel so bad about gettin' fucked, do you, little lady?"
I hated myself. I couldn't take my eyes off his huge prick no matter how hard I tried. Although I was scared out of my wits, the message I couldn't stop giving him with my eyes was that he was right – I did want nothing so much as his hot, throbbing cock.
"Before you get it in your pussy, you're gonna have to give it a little bath," he snarled, arrogantly stroking his swollen joint. "I been ridin' all day and I wouldn't wanna put my greasy, grimy prick in nothin' until all the gunk's off. 'Specially when you got a mouth to clean it off with. Now swallow!"
He thrust his filthy cock in my face. The smell of stale sweat made my nostrils flare as he began cramming his prick-head against my lips.
When I refused to open my mouth, his fist suddenly loomed from nowhere and bashed into the center of my belly. As the breath whooshed from my mouth, he slammed his grungy cock down my throat, gagging me until I thought I'd turn blue.
The taste of his long dong on the seat of a motorcycle drenched his prick. Sucking his cock was so heady it was like wrapping my lips around the nozzle of a gas pump.
He turned around on top of me. Swiveling his cock in my mouth, he straddled my head with his knees while he faced in the direction, of my stinking, sloppy cunt.
I'd thought they were kidding, making fun of me, about eating my slime-encrusted box, but they weren't. I'd heard these motorcycle gangs had kinky tastes in sex, but this was kinkier than I had conceived possible for any member of the human race. While I was forced to suck his cock, the animal on top of me dipped his face between my thighs and began lapping the piss and shit from my aching pussy and ass.
The others cheered, saluting their leader as he orally soaked my two holes, eating me clean. I could feel the gloppy pee-diluted shit disappearing from my loins with each eager swipe of his tongue.
He moved his mouth expertly, as though he'd engaged in perverted acts like this many times before. Closing my eyes, I imagined what his face must look like, his whiskers having snagged brown globules of my loose shit, while yellow drops of piss trickled from the corners of his sucking mouth.
Inside my mouth his filthy cock reamed farther and farther down my throat. So deep within me was his dick that I could feel his balls crashing against my lips. They were incredibly hairy, and stunk of sweat and dirt. I cupped them with my fingers, trying somehow to control the thrusting of his vengeful cock by hanging onto them.
His balls were tight and churning in my grip. For the first time I became acutely aware of the cum that must be brewing within them, aching to be released in a sticky torrent. It occurred to me that soon his sperm would be shooting in my mouth. Within seconds I would be forced to swallow his greasy sperm.
Before I could prepare myself, it happened. Without warning his cock slammed an extra bit down my throat and then exploded. An avalanche of hot jizz blasted down my windpipe.
As his fuck-juice swamped me, down below his teeth caught the stiff nubbin of my clit. He actually bit me, gnashing away at my clit like he was trying to rip it in a bloody chunk from my cunt.
All this time I had been frying to convince myself that I hated this. Suddenly I realized I was a hypocrite.
Instead of attempting to scream because he was painfully devouring my pussy, I let out a long, throaty moan. Why hide it any longer? I loved what was happening to me!
A torrent of cream oozed instantaneously from the convulsing walls of my pussy. The ripping and sawing of my clit by his teeth sent fantastic orgasmic chills coursing through my body, the wrenching pain only an impetus toward coming. The spurting sperm gushing down my throat was like an aphrodisiac.
"Look, man, she digs it!" I heard a rough boozy voice enthuse. "Look at the way she's wigglin' her ass while Chino sinks his fangs into her pussy."
"Look at her asshole!" another one said excitedly. "Look how red it is. Look how it's sticking out. Somethin' must be pushin' hard inside her. She must be coming!"
In my mouth Chino's cum had finally stopped spurting, but my problems had just begun. He had deposited a load of juice to thick and too large for me to completely swallow. The sloppy goo infested my breathing passages, wetly clogging my fight for air. Fresh jizz dribbled from my nostrils onto my face, joining the rivulet's that escaped from my mouth. Within seconds, the whole front of my body was smeared with slick sperm all the way down to my tits. And feeling it cling to my bare flesh only made me come longer and harder.
The rest of the Speed Freaks were buzzing like a hive of bees in their excitement. They were too agitated to stand around and watch Chino get all the goodies. I mentally sensed this before I opened my eyes and confirmed the reality of my perception. In a greasy human knot they were closing in around me, slobbering to get their hooks in me. Again I tried to summon my horror… my disgust… my repulsion. But inside my heart leaped with wanton excitement. And between my legs my pussy kept coming, obviously hungrily wanting more… and more… and more.
The first of their cocks I felt was at my ass. Somebody with an enormous hard-on was battering away at my tightly clenched shitter. An unseen prick split the furrow of my ass, its hard head insistently nudging towards a penetration that I both feared and welcomed.
Rough fingers tore apart the sides of my ass. The head of the unseen prick was abruptly inside me, tearing apart my delicate tissues. I could feel the goo of arousal oozing down from my bowels, lubricating the plunging cock so it wouldn't kill me.