Once more, it was July, and the heat stifled everything. I saw the van begin to stop next to me, as I was on my way home from my job as a waiter. I quickly looked back and turned away. The time was not right to screw with me today. The restaurant where I worked was closing, and I had recently lost my waitressing position. It was one more setback after a string of others. I was exhausted, and every step made my feet hurt a little more from hard labor-filled day at work. Just then, as the window of the van slowly began to roll down, an unsightly man poked his head out.
“Get in the vehicle.” He hollered at me his eyes watching every move I was making.
“No! Fuck you!” I cried out, Despite knowing it was totally useless. I started to run. I attempted to outrun him but it was impossible. His van just kept coming till he nearly ran me head-on into the wall of the building in front of me. I shrieked in despair as he emerged from the van and captured me.
Although struggling was difficult, I gave it my all. Despite my best efforts, he was far more powerful than I was. Effortlessly, he pulled me into the dark van’s back seat. Even though it was still light outside, the van’s interior looked dim and foreboding. I rapidly understood that I was not alone. In the van was another woman who seemed afraid. I could hear her sobbing and the agonizing twists in each of her sobs. I resisted crying like she did, choosing to be stoic while I awaited my end.
She questioned, “Do you believe he’s going to kill us?
“No. I predict that he will forcibly take us. This unmistakably looks like an unsavory van, “I echoed her whisper. “Also, keep quiet. If he overhears us conversing, he might decide to actually kill us, “I cautioned her. Her eyes grew even larger than before, and I believe I saw tears as well.
He drug the other woman out of the van first, after parking the van in a garage and opening the sliding door. She was really attractive and had long, dark hair, which contrasted nicely with my fair skin and blonde hair. Literally, this nasty jerk had picked up a blonde and a brunette. He started by removing her clothes and tying her up while keeping an eye on me. I was the next to be bound. He led the two of us into a small space before locking the door.
The other girl yelled, “Hey! Go back! Do not simply abandon us here!”
“Today, you will discover what sluts like you truly deserve. To get fucked hard like filthy little whores.” He maliciously chuckled before stuffing dirty rags in each of our mouths so that we couldn’t communicate with each other while we were restrained.
We looked at each other as our worries grew. Unknown to us earlier, another individual entered the space. She was tall and sported a ponytail with long, wavy dark hair. She started screaming as soon as the rope was removed from her mouth. I felt awful for her, I could hear the pain in her frantic and urgent screams. 
The man quickly and violently penetrated her pussy after forcing her to suck on his dick. He grumbled and looked me in the eye as I waited. I observed as the man who had taken us hostage on the street, as he tore into her body. He fucked her while pushing my face into her pussy and laughing in a way that could only be a psycho. He was unconcerned about us. We were merely warm bodies with holes to be used for his dick. He was the lowest of the low in all of humanity, and I despised him for it. I despised him for harming both her and myself. I licked her clit with all the love and hope I could muster. I hoped it made her feel like she had someone on her side.
As soon as I heard her screaming, I grabbed her left hand and gave it a comforting squeeze. Naturally, she wasn’t alone, but I still wanted her to know that. We were all in this together. After removing his cock from her, he violently tackled me. “Bitch, it’s your turn now! I’m hoping this dick will be too big for you!”
I felt the other girl’s hand clasp mine. I sensed her squeeze. She was by my side, making every effort to calm me down. He held her by the neck and placed her mouth against my clit making her lick it, while I continued to screw me.
He appeared to be in a rush to cum while thrusting ferociously into my pussy. I felt the urge to cum when she put her mouth on my clit. I yelled and flung my head back, allowing the ecstasy to rush through me like a roller coaster racing down a track. My orgasms that night had a distinct quality even though I understood what pleasure felt like. As they devoured me, I shouted. She kept sucking nonstop until She was aware that he was pulling away from me and had filled me with his cum.
“You women have nice pussies.” He announced to us, as if we would be delighted by this news, “I’m going to fuck you all the time!” It was in that very moment that I realized we were never going to be able to get away.
He told me I have the ass for hot ass sex. He is my black drug dealer, Marcus. He loves to fuck my ass in exchange for coke. He loves to do it in front of my sons too. Marcus was feeling extra salty last night. He brought 4 friends to fuck my ass too. Not only did he want my sons to watch, he wanted them to fuck my ass too. That meant my ass got fucked 7 times. Seven loads of cum in my ass. I got a bag of coke for my troubles, but wow, what a hell of a gang bang. I am sure you would love some more details about how hard my ass got fucked. To say I had a hardcore ass fucking is an understatement. Marcus has a huge black cock. He alone gapes my asshole. He is like as thick as a Coke can. The friends he brought with him were equally endowed. And boy did they hurt my ass. I can take a lot. I am no stranger to anal sex. Marcus got to go first. I had no problem with his cock in my ass. The trouble came when his friends took their turns. I was crying once they were done. Marcus at least put his belt in my mouth, so I had something to bite down on once the pain hit me. I am a pain slut. But this felt like two fists going up my ass raw. My boys were stroking their cocks and watching in awe. They eagerly awaited their turn to fuck this dirty old mommy phone sex whore. Not the first time, or the last either. I never even felt their dicks in my ass because of the tree trunk cocks that savagely fucked me right before. My sons do not mind sloppy seconds. No doubt that their dicks were coated in cum. Marcus calls that frosting. He was watching my boys fuck my ass, then he ordered them to fuck my pussy. The frosting on their cocks served as lube. I really worked hard for that coke. My ass took the brunt of the action, but now that I am high again, I do not feel a thing.
