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Gas Pump Girl
CHAPTER ONEBrenda Williams emerged from the bathroom, her large breasts bare and quivering. She wore panties of delicate peach-pink nylon, which allowed her patch of dark-brown pussy fluff to show faintly through. From the rear, the deep, tight crack between her cheeky buttocks was hazily visible, had there been anyone in the bedroom to see her. But Brenda was alone. She had been alone for the past two weeks, since her husband had deserted her, leaving behind a host of unpaid bills.Droplets from the shower glistened on her creamtoned breasts and shoulders as she walked to the dresser to select a bra. She had rushed her bath and toweling, anxious to get an early start on the morning's job-hunt. It was tough, in these times, for a girl without skills to find a job, particularly when she had never worked a day in her life. Ron had married her right out of high school, and she had tried to be a good wife to him for the past three years-but at last she realized she had been wasting her time and love. He'd had eyes for every girl in town and had been playing several of them, while his bills had gone unpaid.Good riddance! Brenda painfully concluded.But that didn't solve her financial problem, which boiled down to twenty dollars in her purse and no prospects.A scraping sound from just outside the house caused her to stop to a window and peek around the drape. She was shocked to see a long-haired young man trying to break into her car, parked in the driveway."You!" she cried through the partially open window, as she clutched the drape around her naked titties. "Get away from there!"The fellow with the lank blond hair, turned and looked at her, then went back to work.Brenda's pink lips parted as she stared at him. He wasn't a thief, she realized. He must have come to repossess her car!Snatching a robe off the bed, she hurriedly wrapped it around her as she rushed through the house. She just got the robe belted, her breasts bouncing inside it, before she opened the front door to lope barefooted around the corner of the house."Please don't take my car!" she begged the young man in jeans and jacket, who was just getting the door open.He stared at her. "You Mrs. Williams?"She lifted a wavy lock of brown hair away from her cheek. "Yes.""Have you got two hundred and twenty four dollars?""No. B-but I'll have it....""When?""As soon as possible.""That ain't good enough." The slender fellow slid into the car."Please!" Brenda cried, staring beseechingly at him through the car's window. She had to bend forward slightly, causing her robe to sag.The young man boldly surveyed her 40-inch bazooms."Look ..." he said, his tone a bit softer and his eyes taking on an appreciative glint, "I'd like to help you out, but you owe two payments. That's two hundred and twenty four bucks.""My husband was supposed to make those payments. I thought he had. But he just walked out on me, leaving them unpaid. I'm trying to find a job.""Shit!" the man said."I beg your pardon?""Shit, I said. If you don't even have a job, how the fuck are you gonna make the payments?"Brenda blushed at the fellow's rude language."But I'll get a job!" she said."And you won't get your first pay for at least two weeks. When you do, it'll have to go for groceries, I'll bet."The fellow bent down and reached under the dashboard, searching for the wires that would enable him to start the car without a key."My God!" Brenda exclaimed. "If I don't have the car, how can I even look for a job? You know how bad the bus service is!""Honey, I can see you've got a problem, but I'm afraid I can't..."He sat up and looked at her again. The tip of his tongue snaked along his thin lips."Want to go into the house and maybe we can talk about it?" he suggested. "Yes!"The man, who was about Brenda's age, started to open the door, and she backed up. He lithely hopped out and looked down at the twin swells of her bosom."Well?" he said. "Let's go inside."Brenda bit her lush lower hip. "Uuh ... can't we discuss it here?""Shit!" he said again and started to get back into the car."Wait! All right! We'll go into the house. But I don't see ... "She turned and led the way to the front door, her robe flapping open around her tapering, bare legs. The man watched her buttocks undulate."I'm Leonard Stone. They call me Lenny.""Glad to know you, I guess." Brenda entered the house, and he followed.He shut the door behind him. "Look... honey... the only way I can help you is to report I couldn't locate the car. That's gonna make me look like a klutz. It might even cost me my job. I mean, I'll be sticking my neck out a mile.""Well, I'm sorry about that. But like I said, I'll be able to pay ...""I don't care. What I want to know is, what's in it for me?"Brenda stared at him, not knowing what to say."Christ, you can't be that dumb! I'm asking you to put out.""You ... you mean .. . sex?"He rolled his blue eyes upward, as if in exasperation. "Yeah. That's what I mean.""But I've never!" Brenda turned red. "That is, except with my husband.""And he's gone. So now you've got nobody, right? You're a damned good-looking chick!" Lenny ran his fingers along the flap of her robe, the back of his hand brushing a firm, full breast which felt springy as a rubber ball.Brenda shut her eyes. Her lips quivered. Her cheeks burned fiercely.Lenny unbelted her robe and spread it open. His eyes widened as he gazed at the lovely sight.Brenda was drenched by shame. No man had been her bare breasts before, except Ron. They were rounded and erect, with large, rigid nipples which had neatly defined circles around them.Lenny wrapped his long, tapering fingers around her tits and squeezed, thrilling to their resiliency. A shock-wave went through Brenda."Have we got a deal?" Lenny asked, a bit huskily."Oooh God ... !" Brenda murmured."Yes or no, baby! I ain't no rapist."There was a moment of agonizing silence, while Brenda's nerves thrummed. Then she said so softly that the man could barely hear it, "Yessss."He slipped her robe off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor."Jesus, you're built!" he said. "Titties... hips... cute little fur-patch! Baby, you've got it all!""Pleeeease ..." she murmured shamefully, her eyes shut, "must you be so vulgar?""Turn around," Lenny said. "I want to look at your ass in them silky pants."Brenda turned like an automaton, scarcely believing this was happening to her. The fellow was so filthy-talking, and she was showing herself to him! Then she was going to have to submit to him! God! What had happened to her?Lenny eyed her lush bottom, with her pink briefs stretched across it. Her generously rounded buttocks expanded the sheer nylon, and they were firm and quivery.The lean fellow unsnapped the top of his Levis and pushed them down, together with his shorts.His long, skinny cock sprang up, locking into a steel-hard erection. His bare pink glans bulged.Brenda turned toward him once and opened her eyes. She goggled at his prick.My God, but it's long! she thought, and a twinge of mingled fear and erotic excitement coursed through her. Ron's was a lot shorter! I wonder if this one will hurt. Look how high it's sticking!"Like it?" Lenny asked with a little grin."No!" Brenda was blushing furiously."You will .. . after you get a taste of it.""What?" Her brown eyes widened like saucers."I want you to put it in your mouth," Lenny said. "For Christ's sake, don't you know anything?""Oooh, but I... never, never... did that! My husband asked me, but I wouldn't!""No wonder he took off," Lenny said, and added arrogantly, "Get down!""I won't!" Brenda's heart was pounding.Lenny bent and yanked up his pants. "Then you'd better get used to taking the goddamned bus!""PLEEEASE!" Brenda grasped him by the arms. "I'll let you have me! I'll even let you do it to me from the back! Ron used to like that.""Baby, I'll do it to you every which way," he said, holding his pants and shorts up, though his dick still speared out. "And that includes in your mouth!""Aaaaaawwwwwww!" she murmured helplessly, shutting her eyes again. She felt hot all over and more ashamed than ever before."Get on your knees, baby, or you don't keep the car!"Her eyes opened, and she stared at the awful man, not knowing what to do or say. It seemed that he had her over the proverbial barrel."Jesus Christ!" he finally exclaimed, "You're either gonna suck my goddamned cock or you ain't! Now, which is it?"Brenda felt like a filthy whore as she sank to the floor in front of him. She stared at his upthrust dick while he let his pants and shorts slide down his legs once more. Saliva gushed in her mouth, and she gulped it down."Take hold of my pecker around the base and point it toward your mouth," Lenny instructed.Brenda reached out, her hand trembling. When her fingertips touched the super-hardness of his penile trunk, she inwardly recoiled. But she forced herself to wrap her dainty fingers around his stem and tilt the springy organ toward her face.His cock was very warm. She could feel the power of his maleness throbbing in it. She had touchedRon's cock only a few times, usually by accident; the other times he had wrapped her hand around it, but she had jerked her hand away as soon as she could.She stared at the bald, pink knob that was poking toward her. The slit at its tip gaped. While she stared at it, trying to get up her nerve, a pearl of clear moisture appeared and clung at the rim of the tiny crater."NO!" she exclaimed, and let go of Lenny's prick. It snapped nearly straight up against his belly."God damn you!" he snarled. "You ain't gonna turn me down now!"He grasped her around the head with both hands and yanked her forward. Brenda's face smacked against his upthrust penis, her lips touching its stem, her nose taking in its subtle, musky fragrance.Her senses reeled. She felt a wild quaking inside her, around her stomach."Aaaawww ... pleeeease ... noooooh ..." she moaned.Lenny backed up a little, still holding her at the back of the head with one hand, and he used his other hand to grasp his dick. He pointed the rigid organ directly toward her mouth, then moved forward again, holding her head firmly. The wet tip of his pecker touched her puffy, pale-pink lips.Repugnance rocked her. For a fleeting instant, she wished she could die. Then she didn't have a chance to think about anything as the thrust of Lenny's penis forced her lips apart. Surrendering shamefully, she opened her mouth. Suddenly it was plugged by the man's tangy-tasting prick, his juicy knob pressing her tongue as his shaft held her lips in a circle. Her eyes seemed to bug."Well... suck it!" Lenny ordered. "Pretend it's a lollipop!"Brenda let her eyelids fall shut, and she seethed with humiliation as she began to suck on the nasty penis that was sticking into her face.Oh God, I'm a COCKSUCKER! she thought, having heard or read the filthy word somewhere. There's nothing lower than that!But as she sucked, drawing juice and rich flavor from Lenny's prick, her sexual stimulation mounted. The taste of his cock wasn't as offensive as she had expected. It was strange and kind of salty, with a musky air, but it didn't seem really bad. And for some reason, the idea of sucking it was exciting, though she wouldn't have admitted that to anyone.It was only exciting because she was being forced to do it, she assured herself, leaving the explanation of that foible unexplored.The feel of Lenny's rock-hard column, holding her lips apart, stimulated her tactile nerves as did the fullness of his bulb which pressed against her tongue. The very presence in her mouth of his manly pride did something to her; though she was being forced, it gave her a strange sense of .. . power?She sucked harder, her brain doing an airy spin. She experimentally swirled her tongue around Lenny's shallowly embedded cockhead."That's the way, babe!" he said throatily. "Get with it!"He began to pump his prick a little, skidding its shaft and the ridge of his glans in and out between her circular lips.Brenda was dismayed by her growing excitement. She didn't like that at all, but she couldn't seem to help herself. She began to move against Lenny's cock-thrusts, lunging forward. His plug glided deeper into her mouth, and she nearly gagged, but she fought that down and kept sucking while her eyes watered.Her nerves were singing a wild song, and her heart thudded. She was shocked to realize that the crotch of her panties was even getting damp. She resumed lunging, taking more and more of Lenny's bone-hard cock into her mouth ... taking it way back on her tongue, and she didn't want to gag any more. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, gulping down his male syrup. He groaned.Suddenly he pulled from her, and his dick flipped up to stand quivering, its head very rosy and wet with her saliva."Spread out!" he husked, and dropped to the floor on his knees.Brenda lay back, her brain seeming to spin like a top. She castigated herself for feeling any pleasure ... any excitement, even.He's making you do this! You're being RAPED! her conscience cried in self-defense.But her responsive young body was crying for cock.She squirmed anxiously as Lenny pulled her panties off ...CHAPTER TWOHe spread her legs wide apart, lifting them as he gripped the backs of her thighs. She had never felt so exposed, or so vulnerable.The young man knelt in front of her, his dick sticking up like a knobby-topped flagpole. His young but experienced eyes appraised her pussy.Glistening with guilty moisture in a forest of thick, dark curls, the rosy-beige flanges of her vulva protruded slightly, flared by hot blood. Her clit was up, though it hadn't yet been touched.Lenny pushed her legs farther back, spreading them until she feared they might snap like a wishbone. She flopped her head from side to side in unwelcome excitement, her hair whipping against the carpet. She shut her eyes, not wanting to see how Lenny was looking at her.Now that he had her spread as wide open as her crotch could be, and her back was curled upward, he had a perfect view of the shy little dimple between her plump buttocks. Very tiny black hairs thinly circled her anus and trailed to her pussy where they thickened into a rich muff that surrounded her sexual gash.Lenny let her legs drop, her feet thudding against the floor. He scrambled up over her. She expected to feel the thrust of his prick . .. but she didn't. Instead, the thing was sandwiched upward between their bellies, feeling warm and hard and throbbing as he lay lightly atop her.The last thing she saw, as his face approached hers, was his tongue coming out. She shut her eyes and gave a little groan-of repugnance?-as he licked her lips. She didn't want him to kiss her.He didn't kiss her as Ron had done usually. Lenny kissed with his tongue first, deeply and wetly, his spittle leaking into her mouth.She squirmed, attempting to turn her face away, but he wouldn't let her do that. Bearing down, he humiliatingly pumped his tongue between her lips, as if he were fucking her with it, while he suctioned and ground his lips against hers. She felt abused.Lenny's hands surrounded the high-mounding domes on her chest. He quit kissing her and raised herself on his elbows, pushing back a little, so that he could watch her tits shake when he wobbled them."Noooooh ..." she whimpered, laying her cheek against the carpet. Her pussy throbbed.The man bowed his head and licked a rosy nipple. Brenda felt a hot charge of excitement. He pulled at the tip of her titty with his lips, letting it snap back several times. He licked it some more, then sucked it deeply into his mouth. The throbbing bud soaked in his saliva.Oh, please, let him get it over with! she prayed.He turned to her other breast and licked that one all over. Its nipple was fit to burst by the time he finally clasped it in his mouth and sucked, while still licking. His hand shook her titty against his mouth.She felt as if she were bathing in his saliva, and she hated it. But what could she do? Lenny backed up farther and licked down over her tummy, pausing at her belly button and leaking spittle into the crinkly cup. His tongue teased the sensitive inverted knot. His long hair trailed lightly over her skin as he moved lower yet. His chin rubbed her pubic tuft."Nooh!" she cried, almost breathlessly.When Lenny licked into her cuntal curls, her hips bumped. Her brain swirled more giddily than ever. Lenny's wicked tongue slithered down the juicy slit in her thicket, and he pressed at the tip of her clitty."STOP!" she cried. "Take me! Just take me!"His thumbs spread her damp cuntal flanges apart, and cool air kissed the interior of her girlish grotto. She knew Lenny was looking right into her. Her clit quivered. The mouth of her vagina seemed to stretch wide open.I want his dick! she thought. God, I need it!No you don't! her conscience vainly argued. He's MAKING you submit!The conflict was unresolved. All Brenda knew what that she was throbbing wildly and, when Lenny's tongue entered her stretched-open vulva, she felt such a blast of hot pleasure that she thought for a giddy moment she was about to come.His tongue swiped through her moist, meaty cleft and across the hard tip of her clitoris. His caress swirled around that sensitive nubbin and she jumped. Her hips bumped spastically, smearing her cunt against his open mouth. His tongue skidded down again, teasing her hole.She quivered, careening to the brink of orgasm.Don't let me come! her mind shrieked.She didn't climax.Lenny raised his head and she stared at him, eyes wide. His lips were all wet. She shuddered and shut her eyes again as he crawled forward atop her.Then she felt the prod of his penis and knew she was about to be taken sinfully, outside of marriage, for the first time.Lenny's cockhead opened the slippery way into her vagina and lodged itself in her channel's mouth. But his organ didn't just drop in, as might have happened with many women who were in such an extreme state of arousal. Though her vagina was open and very wet, it was extremely narrow. Lenny had to push.He did.