Studying late in the library was never a good idea. I groaned, cracking my neck in pain. God, hours of macromolecular atoms was not my idea of a good Friday night. I was gonna be celebrating my 20th birthday soon after all. What a lonely life. Needing the fresh air, I walked home and it was already pretty late by then.
I decided on a shortcut that I heard about from my friend since I just wanted to get back to my room as soon as possible. The air was cold and my surroundings blanketed with an eerie silence. I gulped and walked faster, hearing the chirps of crickets and the hoots of owls in the forest.
The shortcut led me through a dark forest with one paved road. There was only one way in and one way out. When I saw the flicker of lights up ahead, I was thankful. At least I wasn't alone. Little did I know I would come to regret thinking in such a way.
I drew closer to the truck and this frantic man came up to me. "Oh, miss, miss! Can you help me?"
Blinking several times, I managed a curt nod. He was balding and had a slight beer belly but his arms looked toned even though they were hairy. He had slight stubble but it made him look more rugged rather than hobo-like.
I saw the logo on the van was for a pet shop. "This dog went jumpy in there so I kind of panicked. I thought that we could use a woman's touch in order to calm it down." He gestured to the truck.
"We?"
"My friend and I. He's still inside the truck now."
"Oh. But I don't hear anything."
"That dog is resting between fits. I'm just scared that something's wrong with it. And you seem very knowledgeable, ma'am." He flattered me with a pleading look.
I sighed. What's another few minutes? The inside of the truck was dark when he helped me up into the back. But once there was light that lit up the back, I realized that the place was empty. "Wait, whatβ"
"Listen up, you little slut, you better do as we say or we'll make you regret it." The man earlier sneered. I realized he had dark messy hair beneath his cap. On the other hand, his companion had red hair and a beard. He was skinny and tall, a complete contrast.
I reared back, "But you saidβ"
"That was a fucking lie. Now shut the fuck up and get on the floor." He smirked, glancing down at the carpeted floor.
"Hell no," I spat out. "I don't listen to the likes of you."
"Oh, we've got a feisty one. Even better." Skinny grinned maliciously and approached me.
I yelped and backed myself up until I was cornered. He grasped my arm roughly and threw me onto the ground, quickly pinning me down. He grabbed the collars of my blouse before tearing it open, popping all the buttons off. I cried out as the other man yanked down my skirt.
"Look at that," Beer Belly licked his lips while his eyes glittered with lust, looking down at my red thong. I blushed furiously. I had worn that in a hurry this morning without thinking. Now, I regret that. "So sexy." He traced the line down my slit, making me shudder. I struggled in Skinny's grip but I could feel my pussy dampening.
"Are you wet for me, whore?" With a flick of his wrist, the brunette tore my thong apart. His stare heated my core and my heartbeat rose with every second that passed. He pushed a finger in without a warning and I shrieked. I tried kicking around my legs but then he pressed them down, making sure I couldn't move an inch as he shoved his finger in and out of my pussy.
I shook my head, crying out for help. But it was a futile effort when the skinny one covered my mouth while he tried to unbutton his pants.
"Your cunt is dripping wet, honey. You like this, don't you? You like me finger-fucking you don't you?" He sneered, pushing another finger in and continuously pumping in and out of me. I could hear the smack of his fist against my pussy and also the wetness that reduced the intrusion of his fingers. I couldn't believe it! I was actually wet for this!