She guessed that this really turned him on. He dropped down into the V of her legs and almost fell on top of her. His weight crushed her to the roof, but it was a welcome weight. His bulk shut off the punishing rays of the blazing hot sun.
“Ummmm, nice tits. I like the way they quiver. Like blobs of jelly on a plate.” He bent forward and licked and sucked at her nipples until they sprang hard and throbbingly erect. As soon as his mouth moved away, she felt a sudden cooling. The air dried all the spit on her tits with a single gust of wind. And then came the heat attacking her body again.
“Stop this, please!” she cried and felt her tears evaporating even before they could run all the way down her cheeks. And then came the ultimate insult to her body.
His prick gouged and rammed and sought entry up her cunt. He didn’t even try to find the right spot. His cock blundered around with thrust after futile thrust, trying to get the range. Normally, she would have reached down and guided the man into her twat.
The woman couldn’t. She was tied spread-eagle to the car roof. She was helpless, as helpless as she’d ever been in her life. Something about having her wrists and ankles bound so securely gave her the feeling of hopelessness. She wanted to die and suspected she would soon if left out in the desert bare-ass naked.
He stroked back and forth oblivious to the fact that he wasn’t inside her dripping wet pussy. The woman could hardly believe this could be turning her on, yet she couldn’t deny the hungry feel in her cunt or the way her pussy slobbered out its thick juices.
“Stop it! You’re killing meeee!”
She felt sexual tensions mounting in her trim belly. She heaved and thrashed and tried to get the man off her. She couldn’t. He had tied her down too securely. And the way his prick moved along her cunt-lips thrilled her.
The blonde stewardess hated to admit it, especially to herself, but she was turned on by the feel of his cock tickling along her pussy-lips. When he shoved down hard, he parted her outer cunt-flaps. He stroked back and forth until his prick was entirely covered with her fuck-juices.
Only then did he fuck her cunt.
She shrieked in pain at his sudden penetration into her pussy. He didn’t enter her softly. He rammed hard, drilling balls-deep. She screamed and fought in vain. The woman’s delicate cunt finally expanded enough to take the huge girth of the man’s prick. She felt it pulsing and throbbing hotly against her glove-tight cunt-walls.
“God, you’re a tight one. Is it because you’re scared shitless that you’re as tight as you are? No matter. This is great!”
He began fucking her with short, quick strokes. The heat in her body mounted until it matched the burning hot temperature outside. Every single movement seared her body. The way he was fucking her scooted her just a little along the metal roof. She winced as increasingly hot metal burned her ass and shoulders.
His hands slipped under her ass and lifted it off the burning hot metal. But he didn’t do this as a favor to her. If anything, it increased her agony. She was resting on her heels and shoulders. They were burning up.
The man’s strong hands gripped and pulled at her fleshy ass. He used this double-handed grip to keep her cunt wide open for his hard-fucking prick. He looked up and saw her face painted with stark pain and total agony. He laughed. And that laugh probably hurt her worse than anything else.
Louise could stand some physical abuse. She was young and in good shape. But the mental anguish was almost more than she could take. She had been in a continual state of fear since the hijacking began. Knowing that Remington was capable not only of murder but torture made her even more afraid of this man. Hearing him laugh at her discomfort only heightened her fear.
“Love it. Keep that pussy sucking down hard on my prick. God, it is the best lay I ever had. Your cunt’s so damn tight and hot!”
The only sound reaching the bound woman’s ears was the squishing noise of his cock reaming out of her juicy twat. And she strained more and more at her ropes as he picked up the tempo and the squishing sounds increased.
She felt every single inch of his raping prick as it raced along her well-oiled fuck-tunnel. She was in pain from the way the ropes cut into her wrists. Her flesh crawled at the feel of the scorching metal under her, but worst of all was the way his prick drove in and out of her cunt.
This was rape, pure and simple. He had tied her down in the hot sun and he had fucked her. She hated him with all her heart. She hated the pain he gave her and she hated the shame he heaped upon her. She was hardly human as far as he was concerned. She was a tight, hot hole to stuff his prick into. Nothing else.
She hated him so much, she thought of nothing else. And then she got off. Her entire body arched and she shrieked out her come. The orgasm took her almost entirely by surprise.
“God, you’re flattening my cock. Gotta fuck some more! Just got to. Shit, this is a hot cunt you got. Feels like I’m fucking a blast furnace!”
She couldn’t speak. Her mind was numbed from the fucking and her lips were parched from the sun. Words would only jumble up in her throat.
“Fuck, gotta fuck you good. Shit, love the way you take this, Blondie. You’re a great lay, a great one!”
She came again as his prick burrowed around inside her hot, dripping cunt and then she was left empty. The absence of his cock was worse than the idea of rape. She needed that cock!
“Like it, huh?” he said, holding his cunt-juiced soaked prick in one hand. “How about me fucking those tits of yours while I got my dick all nice and slippery from your cunt-grease?”
He moved up on the woman’s body until he straddled her waist. She felt his heavy hands clutching at her tits, shoving them together brutally until her nipples actually touched. It felt as if he would rip her tits entirely off her chest.
He rubbed her nipples together until she felt her entire body trembling. She both liked this and hated it. The woman couldn’t keep it straight in her head which it should really be.
Her tits were forced so hard together, she felt sweat begin to form almost immediately in the artificially created cunt on her chest. He moved forward, the blunt end of his prick shoving into her jugs. She sighed and shivered as she felt the heavy battering ram of cock-flesh forcing its way through this marshmallowy soft channel.
His prick poked out from between her tits. She could see the angry purple knob on the end of his fuck-stick poking through the soft whiteness of her boobs. And then he backed off.
“Fuck my tits!” she cried. “I need to feel it all!”
She hated herself for responding so strongly to the man. But she needed a sexual release after all he’d done to her: tied her up, burned her flesh with the hot roof of the car, degraded her – he had done it all. And he owed her a little bit of pleasure!
He fucked with short, quick strokes that threatened to melt the twin mounds of her mountainous tits. And when she felt his prick expanding, she knew he would come at any instant.
“No!” she cried when he released her boobs. They sprang back into their original shape.
And then he came in her face and hair. She could have taken anything but that. His sticky, gooey, white jism spattered against her lustrous blonde hair and left her crying and humiliated beyond belief.
“You can’t just leave her out there,” cried Vanessa. “She’s a blonde. The sun will cook her to death!”
“You want to spend some time out there with her?” said Remington, an amused smile on his lips. “I get a kick out of seeing that blonde cunt of hers roasting in the desert sun. Makes her pussy-lips turn all rosy.”
“You sadist!”
Remington slapped Vanessa across the mouth with the back of his hand. “You keep your mouth shut, bitch, or I’ll think of something really ugly to do to you.”
“Look, Remington,” said the Captain, “your money’s on the way. It must be here by now. Just keep cool and everything will be… “Captain Jackson shut up when he found himself looking down the barrel of the gun.
“I don’t need the likes of you to tell me what to do. In fact, I’m feeling horny again. Some nice blonde pussy spread all around my cock would do me a world of good. Look after our friends, Keegan. And don’t go fucking around with either of these cunts until I get back. You might lose track of one of them or something.”
“Gotcha, Remington,” said the small weasel-like man. “I’ll be content just watching these two strip off all their clothes real slow for me. A striptease. Start dancing, girls.” The way he motioned with his pistol convinced them they should do as he asked.
Remington watched for a few minutes as Vanessa and Darlene began peeling down to bare skin, then turned and went back to the fiery hot floor of the desert. He had something more fun in mind than simply watching chicks peel down.
“Hiya, Blondie. How’s the sun today?”
Louise could only moan. “Water. I’m dying for water.”
“Sorry, didn’t bring any. Hmmm, looks like your pussy’s about ready to be cooked like bacon on the skillet.”
She cried out in pain when he nudged her cunt with his pistol. The stab of pain rocketing all the way up into her belly almost made her pass out from the shock. She was sunburned in places where most women don’t worry about getting sunburned. Even sunbathing in the nude wouldn’t pose the risk for her that this did. She had no suntan oil and she was tied in such a way that she couldn’t possibly turn over and distribute the sun’s rays over her body. They were concentrated on her tits and pussy.
Her blonde cunt-fur hardly kept out the vicious, burning sun. She struggled feebly as he began fucking in and out of her pussy with the tip of his gun. When he saw telltale drops of cunt-juice leaking out from between her sunburned pussy lips, Remington grinned lasciviously.
“All ready for me again, huh? I like a bitch to want me to fuck her. But you’re doing even better than most. I can dig it.”