She was beginning to really squirm in her seat. It had been a long time since Karen had passed a place to stop and use the bathroom. Up ahead she saw a gas station. "Shit!" she said to herself, realizing it was closed. Well it was the middle of the night, what did she expect. She was cursing herself for leaving so late. This was her third year away at school and she has gotten to know the drive back to her parents' quite well. She knew how hard it would be to find anything open this late at night. It was after 2 AM and she had been on the road for almost three hours without a break. Her bladder was beginning to hurt she had to go so bad. Finally up ahead she saw the glow of a sign from a gas station. She let out a big sigh of relief when she saw that it was still open. She was so glad to know that she wouldn't have to relieve herself on the side of the road. She exited from the highway, parked in front and scurried inside. She didn't even bother to lock the doors on her BMW because she knew she would only be a minute.
She was greeted with a stare from the guy behind the register. There was loud music playing from a radio up at the counter. He looked her up and down, then exhaled the smoke from his cigarette. She surveyed the room, then spotted the door to the bathroom. She moved quickly in that direction, opened it and went inside. As she had expected, it was a dirty, smelly, gas station bathroom. The stale smell of urine lingered in the musty air. She pulled her shorts and panties down in one quick motion and sat on the toilet and instantly felt relief as she released her bladder.
She thought about the worker as she was sitting there. It seemed pretty odd to her to see a decent looking guy working in a gas station this late at night out in the middle of nowhere. She noticed how he had looked at her, but she wasn't bothered. She knew she was hot. She was a short brunette with good-sized breasts, firm and perky. She worked out and was fit, with a great toned body. She was horny. It had been a while since she had been with anyone. Her last boyfriend had cheated on her with her ex-roommate and that had left her a bit jaded against relationships. She began to fantasize about this guy, his body pressed up against her tan skin, embracing her petite frame, sucking on her pert nipples.
Before she could even get too far into her fantasy, the door flew open. It was him, and here she was with her pants down, sitting on the toilet taking a piss. "Hey get out of here!" she exclaimed.
"Shut the fuck up" he demanded. "Now listen you little rich bitch, you can either do this the easy way or the hard way." She began to feel very afraid. The shock had tensed her up so much that she had stopped peeing. She sat there on the toilet petrified. "There's no one around. It's just me and you." She quickly examined her options. She knew this stretch of road and knew that no one would be coming by here for any reason except maybe gas, but he had probably turned off the sign and closed up for the night. He was much bigger than her and muscular.
She knew she didn't have much of a chance fighting her way out. She knew what she had to do. "Just don't put up a fight. Give him what he wants and everything will be OK," she thought to herself.
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was big. He moved over in front of here, she was still sitting on the toilet. "Get down on your knees," he demanded, and she did. He pushed his cock against her lips and she opened up, allowing him to enter her mouth. She felt so violated. "Don't try anything stupid unless you really want to get hurt. Just suck my cock. Nice and slow," and so she did. She could hear him sigh; she knew how to give a really good blowjob. She tried her best, hoping to end this as quickly as possible. She felt his hand on the back of her head. He grabbed a hand full of her hair and guided her head back and forth. The next stroke, she began to pull her head back and met the resistance of his hand, "Come on bitch," he said, "put it in the back of your throat." He pulled he head forward and jammed his cock in her mouth; it went all the way in. She felt herself gag, but he kept pushing it in. She had swallowed his whole length and he held her there for a second. She was fighting to pull her head back before she threw up. He released and she pulled all the way back, releasing his cock from her mouth and began coughing and spitting. He slapped her face "I didn't say you were through honey," and he grabbed the hair on the back of her head and forced his cock into her mouth again. He was relentless now, fucking her face, forcing his cock into her throat with every stroke. Her eyes were tearing up and her makeup was starting to smear. He pulled it out and slapped her across the face with his dick before fucking her face some more.
She was beginning to relax her throat enough now that she was no longer gagging. She never had been able to deep-throat before and this was a new experience for her. She began to feel a tingle in her pussy, "This is sick she thought to herself."
