Rachel Stories

bitemehardnow · Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 5:56 pm Post subject: Rachel Stories

Did not write this but really enjoyed so decided to share!

http://rapidshare.com/files/60032617/Rachel1.txt

or just read it here.

Rachel's mind always returned to that night in college. It was a night that changed her life and could have turned out so differently. If Rachel had one fatal flaw in her personality, it was that she just let things happen. Now, at 25, as she lay bent over the hood of her car in the dark corner of a club parking lot and taking a total stranger's cock up her ass, her thoughts return to that night 7 years ago. If she could only have said no then, perhaps she would not be here right now. Three men had already used her body and one more waited with her keys in his pocket. She would have to fuck him too, in order to go home tonight. And she had just let this happen.

It was her freshman year of college and Rachel had had a good year. She liked her classes and carried a 3.4 GPA into finals week in May. She had many friends, although none too close, and no steady boyfriend. Michael, whom she had slept with in October, had dumped her to play the plentiful field of freshman ladies. Yet, she was happy with her life. She was 5' 7" with wavy hair the color of milk chocolate. Long legs, green eyes, flat stomach and a firm set of B-cup breasts that drew attention in the hallways. She was just finding out who she was and was enjoying the discovery. Rachel also had a secret that had just been discovered.

Robby, a senior who dated Rachel's friend Lisa, had just recognized a term paper that Rachel turned into her Psychology class as one written by her older brother Tim. Robby was tutored by Tim 3 years ago and now he was a Teaching Assistant in Rachel's class. They both knew it was grounds for expulsion

"Are you going to turn me in?" Rachel asked with her head down.

"I have to. If I don't, it could mean my degree."

"Tim was just trying to help me out, he doesn't even know I took his paper."

"Tim wouldn't be happy with you if he knew." Robby was trying to act stern.

"He would be pissed at you if you threw his < CENSORED > sister out of school." It was probably not a good idea to threaten the man who held your academic career in his hands, but Rachel was starting to see through Robby's pretense. She was in no real danger from him.

"Alright, I'll let it go," he said, "with a B-. Tim got an A on the same paper, but I don't think you'll argue about it will you?"

Rachel just nodded.

It was a week later, just before finals, when Robby knocked on her door. Rachel was cramming for English and Algebra at the same time and needed a break. Robby came into her empty double room. Her roommate had moved out already and Rachel's stuff was half in boxes. He was a little drunk and made some small talk about the Psyche final. After a few minutes he got around to the point.

"Do you know Dan Jensen? He's in Architecture."

"Yeah, he's going out with Sally Robinson, right?" She was not really paying attention, but could gossip in her sleep.

"Well, they're getting married right after graduation. He's landed a spot at a major firm in Boston, and it's…ah, made him a little crazy, I guess." Robby crossed over in front of her and sat on a box. "We're having a little bachelor party for him tonight, down at the lighthouse." Rachel was sitting on the bed with her bare legs out in front of her. She wore socks and shorts and her T-shirt outlined her breasts perfectly. Her notes and textbooks were spread out around her. Her hair was tied up. Robby never saw anything so sexy.

"Sounds like fun," Rachel didn't even look up, "you got any dirty movies?" she said sarcastically. Then she turned another page.

"Well…, we had something else planned. But it fell through. That's why I'm over here." He waited for her response.

"Cancelled, huh?"

"No, it's still on. Guys are showing up at nine." He decided to go for it. "I need your help." He looked straight at her and waited for her head to rise. It did slowly.

"What do you mean? My help?"

"I need a last minute stripper for Dan's party and I think you could do it."

"Are you fucking crazy? You think I'm a stripper?"

"Listen Rachel, I don't think you're a stripper, but I need your help. It's just a couple of guys trying to do something fun for Dan and it's all falling apart. First, half the guys drop out, so there's a whole keg for five guys then the stripper I was supposed to arrange gets sick. These guys are going to kill me." Robby felt sick for trying this but he had no choice. "Dan's always thought you were hot, too. It would be a big hit with him, I guarantee it."

"Yeah, I don't doubt it. NO WAY!"

"Rachel, I didn't want to say that you own me, but you do."

"No Way, I don't owe you this. I know these guys; I'm not going to march around naked in front of them. No."

"Rachel, if you don't help me you'll get you expelled from the university." Robby was being serious tonight. "You put me at risk, too. If they found out that I let you off, I'd be expelled a week before graduation." Robby paused for emphasis. "Listen, all I need you to do is this: Put on something sexy and come over to the lighthouse. You don't even have to dance, just hang out. You lose your shirt, a little while later your bra, maybe your skirt. That's all. There's only a couple guys there, no one else will know."

"You would really get me expelled?" Rachel was stunned, "You're Dogshit, you know that? Get out of my room."

"It's your choice. I'm just asking"

"You're blackmailing me."

"It's an eye for an eye, that's all. You cheated in school; we need a live show. You decide." He waited for an answer.

"You're a real fuck-up, Asshole." She rustled the papers on her lap trying to put them in some order. Finally she slammed her book closed and threw it at the wall. "That's all, right? Give a little show? No touching right? I need your word on this Robby, No Touching."

"So, you'll do it? Great."

"Your word, Asshole."

"Okay, Okay. But you agree to strip down to your panties and to smile while you do it. And if there's no touching, you have to hang around and serve beers or something. Agreed?"

"Okay," Rachel answered with her head down, resignedly. "When?"

"Ten o'clock, don't be late." He got up to leave but stopped at the door, "Can't wait to see you."

Rachel couldn't believe what had just happened. She did nothing until 9:45 and then got up to get dressed. She looked in her closet but everything was already in the boxes. She dug through them and came up with a flimsy skirt, black polyester and fairly short. It would show a lot of leg. Underneath she put on a pair of black panties, cut high, but not quite a thong. A front clasp bra in white and a button down silk blouse went on top. Black heels finished it off. No stockings or socks. The less there was to remove the easier it would be she figured. At five of she started out.

As she walked across the campus, the breeze off the water blew her hair across her face and the blouse against her chest. She felt naked already. Most students were neck deep in their books or out at the local bars. At least nobody saw where she was going. Rachel stepped through the split rail fence at the edge of campus and walked the hundred yards more to the old lighthouse. It no longer served its' purpose for navigation, but instead, was rented to students as off campus housing. It was the best party house every year. She stopped at the door and took a deep breath, then knocked.

From inside the lighthouse, Michael watched Rachel walking up in the streetlight. She was perfect, better than he remembered from October. He thought it would be fun to try her again. When she knocked, he answered the door.

"Oh shit," she couldn't help but say, "you would have to be here."

"Relax Rach, at least some one here has seen you before, if you know what I mean."

"Funny. Is everyone here?"

"Come on in, Baby…"

When Rachel stepped into the room all the guys turned to watch. They all knew her from around campus and could not believe Robby got her to come over. They had just lost fifty bucks each but it was worth it. She walked in on those high heels and their eyes moved up her legs, slowly, past her narrow ankles to her tight calves. Her thighs were firm and shapely, curving out in front, just under her skirt. She wore her blouse with only one button open at the top. Tucked in at the waist, it accented her breasts and flat stomach. Her face showed a little fear through her bravado.

In the front living room were Mike and Robby that she knew. Larry, Jim and John stood across the room with beers in hand. Dan was out of sight. Everyone smiled and John offered her a beer. She took it. She needed a couple. When she had finished half of a second one, Robby whispered to her that it was time to start. They cleared away some crap and put one chair in the middle of the floor. Music started and she saw Dan escorted out of the kitchen with a blindfold on. Behind him were Steve, Dave, Gary and Sean. That made 10 guys. She shot Robby a nasty look and he just shrugged his shoulders back. Dan was seated in the chair and Rachel was positioned directly in front of him. The others stood behind her. Some sat on the old couch. Gary sat on the coffee table. The music came up and the blindfold came off.

It took Dan a minute to focus and then the shock on his face showed everyone that he recognized Rachel. The guys all started cheering and egging her on to dance. Dan gave an embarrassed look of understanding that reassured her a little. She began to sway her hips with the music. It wasn't exactly dancing but it was extremely sexy. She smiled at Dan and began to unbutton her blouse. She reached the last button and tugged the shirttails out of her skirt. She flashed him a quick look at her bra covered tits and the guys howled for a peak, too. She spun once but showed nothing, then she turned her back to Dan and pulled her blouse off her shoulders and dropped it in his lap. Everyone got a good look. Dan cried foul, so she turned back to him and ran her thumbs under her bra straps. She couldn't believe the look that she gave him. She was pure tease. Her hips still moved side to side and her feet were further apart giving a raw sexy stance. She pulled the straps down to her elbows exposing the top of her tits. She was scared to go further. Dave suggested she let Dan unhook her bra and Dan rose to the occasion.

As his hands touched hers, she let her arms drop a little to her sides. Dan stroked the outline of her loosened cups and Rachel turned her head to look for Robby. Dan took hold of her bra and released the clasp. As he opened the front, he ran his fingers across each of her tits. He then let go of the bra and it fell to the floor. She turned back to him to see his hands now cupping her breasts in his hands. Rachel felt his touch and it felt scary. Dan squeezed her tits and pinched each nipple making them hard. Her fear made them stand out farther than ever before. She met his eyes and they had changed, gaining confidence. He ran a hand up her chest, behind her neck and into her hair. Her eyes did not move from his. He pulled her forward and kissed her. She just let it happen.

He kissed her harder and pushed his tongue into her mouth. Rachel opened her mouth and kissed him back. His hands grew more aggressive in their kneading of her breasts. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him back. He stopped and she stepped back.

"Don't be getting ahead of yourself now, Dan. You're saving yourself for Sally aren't you?" Rachel said in a joking manner. She hoped she could get control over the situation again.

"Don't you worry about me, I'm fine."

The guys were going nuts in the background. She turned to the crowd and gave a shake of her tits to great applause. Dan came up behind her and put his hands on her hips. He guided her hips back and forth for the crowd. He slid his hands along the waist of her skirt until he found the zipper in the back. As he unzipped it she slowed her movements and came to a stop as he let her skirt drop to the floor around her high black heels. The boys went silent for a second and then erupted into cheers. Rachel stepped out of her skirt and turned to face Dan. Her fear showed again. There was no attempt at bravado, now. No more showmanship. He kissed her again, this time harder than before and ran his hands over her perfect body. He mauled her tits and grabbed her ass, giving it a good massage. He pulled her head back and kissed her neck. She was freezing up. She couldn't stop. She was letting it happen.

Dan stopped his assault for a second and turned her around to face the boys. The look on her face was one of shame. She saw Mike who had seen her before. She saw Robby who had gotten her into this. She saw all the others who she barely knew. She felt Dan's hands slide around her body and massage her tits for the boys. He pulled her hair to the side and licked her neck up to the ear and stuck his tongue in deep, pushing her head onto her shoulder. His left hand went down into the front of her panties and worked into the trimmed hair there. Her body was a maze of torture that she could not find her way out of.

The guys stood watching her body being used for what it was made for. Her mouth hung open in a desperate search. Her eyes were closed. The boys were buzzing now, rather than cheering. She reached for Dan's hand and guided it out of her crotch. A small victory. Dan turned her to face him and waited for her eyes to meet his. When they did he started the gentle pressure on her shoulders. He pushed just hard enough for Rachel to get the message without forcing her. She shook her head no. She looked at Robby for help, but he was none.

"Just remember your little secret, Rachel." Robby was teasing. "I think you should give Dan what he wants."

"Yeah, come on, it's his last chance before he's dead and buried." One of the guys chimed in.

She could still feel Dan pressing on her shoulders and she could feel her knees start to buckle. She was on her knees in front of Dan and he was opening his pants for her. She waited. She wore her shoes and panties and nothing else. The guys behind her had a clear view of her ass. Her hair cascaded down her naked back and it grew a little longer as she lifted her chin and accepted Dan's hard cock into her lips. Dan did not move; he let Rachel take her time getting used to this. She slowly stroked him with her tongue as her right hand started pumping his shaft at the same pace. She took an inch more in with each stroke until she had 6 of his 8 inches in her mouth.

From behind it was an exquisite view, seeing her head pumping up and down on Dan's cock. Dan gathered up Rachel's hair in his hands and began pumping her face onto his cock faster. Her quiet sucking sounds grew louder and slurped as she tried to keep up with him. He pulled her hand away, allowing him full entrance into her sweet throat. She gagged once and caught up. She had given head before but had not taken Mike into her throat and he never came in her mouth. She had a feeling this was about to change. Dan twitched once and she knew what was about to happen. She tensed as the first shot hit her tonsils. She coughed and tried to pull back but Dan held her in place. Rachel caught most of his come in her mouth but some dripped out the corners and landed on her tits. She was sweating as Dan stroked her hair back, staying in her mouth until she cleaned him up a bit, then letting go.

"That was incredible, Rach. I don't know where you learned that." Dan said, giving Mike a knowing glance.

Rachel turned to face the crowd as she slowly rose to her feet. She looked around for her clothes and saw them everywhere. Her skirt was kicked aside. Dan had tossed her blouse to the crowd and it hung over the couch arm. Her bra was lost.

While Rachel looked around hopelessly, Mike suggested, "Hey Dan, don't you think you should return the favor?"

With that Dan took Rachel by the arm and steered her over by the couch. She was still scared, mostly of what she had just done, and in front of a cheering crowd. She let Dan guide her. He sat her at the edge of the coffee table and pushed her back to lie down. Her eyes were closed but when she looked up, she saw 10 guys looking down at her with lust in their eyes. Her face showed confusion and shame as she let Dan pull her panties down her legs and over her shoes. She could not see him; she looked up at the faces watching her naked body. Her eyes rolled as she felt Dan's tongue touch her for the first time. She tried to squeeze her thighs together but Dan easily pushed them wide. His tongue made long strokes of her pussy lips and Rachel felt her body turning. A finger slid into her and worked its way deep. She closed her eyes and let him have her. If she didn't look up, she could pretend they were alone. His tongue and fingers searched out her passion. With two fingers fucking her and his tongue rapidly flicking her clit she could not stop herself from coming. It started in her legs as she wrapped them around Dan's back. Her stomach rippled and the guys saw her tits heave and vibrate. Her breathing was rapid and she shook her head side to side as if to say, "No, this can't be happening." But it was and she could not make it stop. She didn't want it to now. She clenched her fists and raised her arms. Her whole body was shaking on the table as the second orgasm washed over her frame.

When she relaxed and caught her breathing, she opened her eyes and saw the 10 guys, all hard as rocks from watching this incredible 18-year-old freshman perform on center stage. This was better than anyone had expected. They thought they might see some flesh, but this was fantastic. Dan was still kneeling between the nicest pair of thighs on campus. Rachel felt only shame as he rose and placed his hard cock at her sopping wet pussy. She felt her knees lifted in the air and then the easy insertion of an 8-inch cock into her near virgin cunt. Dan went in slow on the first stroke and pulled back just as easy. Once he had wet his entire shaft he began his rhythm in earnest.

Rachel thought to herself "And now I have been fucked by two guys in my life." It struck her as peculiar and she laughed a little out loud.

"Yeah, she's into it now," came from the crowd. And then, "Fuck her Dan, Fuck her."

She forgot for a moment that they were talking about her. As it sunk in it was too much. She closed her eyes and let it happen. Dan, soon to be married to her friend Sally, was fucking her on a coffee table in front of nine other guys. She had given him a blowjob on her knees, and then had let him devour her pussy until she had come violently and twice for this audience. Dan was pumping her harder now and her body bounced on the table with every stroke. Her hips rose, trying to fuck him back, instinctively. When he came inside her for the second time tonight, she realized he was not wearing a condom.

As she rose from the table she looked at the other guys around her. They were in various stages of undress. Most without shirts, Gary was in his boxers already and was obviously hard as nails. Rachel was speechless, how had this gotten so out of control? She stood and was surrounded by 9 guys with hard-ons and she was completely naked and freshly fucked.

Dan said simply, "Choose."

"What?" she questioned.

"Choose," he said again, "Who's next?"

"I can't do this, not with all of you. No way." She was scared again, more than before. She thought they might actually go through with this. "Maybe this will help," Larry said as he tied the blindfold over her eyes. She let him. "Just relax and see how it goes. You don't have to worry now because you can't see it." His logic was ridiculous, but she let it happen. She heard Robby's voice next.

"Rachel, you've been terrific and don't take this personally, I mean we think you're great and everything, but tonight you're just a slut. A beautiful fucking whore that we will do with what we like. Tomorrow you can pretend it never happened if you want."
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With that she was placed on her hands and knees in the center of the floor. Hands wrapped every part of her body and she felt a cock enter her from behind. "Three" she counted in her head. Just as it got going, someone stuck his cock in her mouth. She couldn't believe she was taking it at both ends. She did not know who they were but they set up a steady, rocking motion with her between them. And it continued through the night. She gave up counting after being fucked < < CENSORED > > times. Robby introduced himself before laying her face up over the back of the couch. Her head hung upside down on the cushion as he stood and fucked her in the air. Someone put her open mouth to good use as she hung backward. She let it happen.

When they made her kneel and suck, she let it happen. When they tied her to the coffee table and fucked her mouth and pussy, she let it happen. When Mike, who had taken her cherry in October, said he was going to fuck her in the ass, she was scared but she let it happen. She licked the dried come off his cock, and then he shoved his wet cock into her virgin ass. She winced and took it. When they placed her on top on of Gary on the floor, she fucked him like he wanted and then Robby tried her in the ass at the same time. She had given in and given up.

About 3 am they led her blindfolded outside into the cool spring night air. Her naked and blindfolded body was tied face up on the grass beside the lighthouse. She could feel the morning dew settling on her body. They went under the bridge and brought Sam, the homeless black vet who collects their empty cans. She started to cry as they gave her young body to him. He had not had a woman in years and never one like this.

Sam knelt between Rachel's legs. Even now, she was gorgeous. A thin sheen of sweat, come and dew had her naked skin glistening. Her hands were tied above her head to an old anchor on the lawn. She still wore the blindfold and was completely naked. Sam ran his hands over her skin, kneading her tits and stroking her thighs. Her couldn't wait to fuck this 18 year old, white bitch. He dropped his old dirty jeans and hooked an elbow under each of Rachel's knees. As he fed his black cock into her used pussy he bent her in half, pressing her knees back to her shoulders. She was wide open to him and helpless. He fucked her fast and hard, coming deep inside her after just a few minutes.

Rachel was relieved it was over so fast and hoped they would untie her now. Instead, she felt Sam grab her by her ankles and flip her over onto her stomach. As she pulled up onto her knees and elbows, Sam lifted her head by the hair and wiped his cock on her face until she opened her mouth and cleaned him up. He grew hard again from her mouth work and soon moved behind her to take her doggie-style. Rachel's face was in her arms as Sam lifted her ass and pounded her from behind. This time he did not come early. He switched from her pussy to her ass and back until he'd had enough. Then, he rolled her onto her back again, held her by the ankles with her legs straight up in the air. As he came inside her, he pushed the blindfold off and looked her in the eyes. She was shell-shocked. He wanted her to see him as he got off in her young pussy. She felt each spurt of his black seed land inside her and join all the rest that she had taken tonight.

Days after the lighthouse night, Robby and Mike came to her dorm room. She said "No" and tried to leave, but Mike held her to the bed while Robby peeled her jeans down her long legs. She stopped fighting, but they tied her hands to the bed frame anyway and took turns with her all afternoon.

The next morning Larry walked in on her in the shower. She tried to resist but after he pinned her to the wall and soaped her body thoroughly she found herself on her knees before him. His soaped up cock slipped in easily and reamed out her asshole.

Now, eight years later, as Rachel is again naked in the night with her arms tied behind her back and a cock in her ass, she couldn't help but think it could have been different. She was beautiful and successful. She had had several long relationships that fell apart after one of her accidental gangbangs. She just could not convince guys that she didn't want to fuck. As she knelt naked in the dirt with a stranger's cock in her mouth trying to retrieve her car keys Rachel thought to herself, a bit unsure, "Forty-five."

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bitemehardnow · Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2007 5:59 pm Post subject:

Second part is here:

http://rapidshare.com/files/60033599/Rachel2.txt

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Rachel could find no one after work on Friday. Her friends were all upset over the way she had dumped her boyfriend Dave. He was a good guy and he loved her the way they wanted to be loved. But he paid the price and was stuck with both halves of the lease for six more months. Rachel needed more time alone, more attention from Dave, more time with her friends and more of anything else she wanted. She was selfish and uncertain of what was next, but what she had was not enough and that was all she needed to know. Lisa and Christine helped her move her clothes and TV and then disappeared for a while. Rachel was on her own.

The evening was a typical end to a humid August day in Connecticut. A one hour thunderstorm had dropped the temperature ten degrees and took the edge off the air. By 8 pm, Rachel had had enough of her mother's coughing out the questions to Jeopardy and sucking in another long drag during the answers. With a little luck, she might find Karen and her boyfriend at Mimi's downtown. They had dinner there every Friday and she could hang out in the lounge with them afterward. She still wore the navy blue skirt from work but had traded the hose and pumps for her sneakers on the drive home. She left the neck pin off her white blouse and brought along the blue blazer for the pockets so she would not have to carry her purse. Key, license and cash, she was traveling light and simple.

Rachel parked the Saturn around the corner from Mimi's and straightened her pleats as she stepped to the sidewalk. The hem rode a few modest inches above the knee and hid most of her thighs from view. Her calves were long and straight with just a hint of the strength she carried in her upper legs. Summers spent on the volleyball court and winters on the ski slopes kept her firm, yet the curve of her quads hid behind her skirt as she walked. Harder to conceal was the distinct roundness of her ass beneath the smooth fabric. Her stomach was flat and although her breasts were only Bs, their shape was exquisite and showed as she spread both sides of her jacket to tuck in her blouse when she reached the door. Inside Mimi's she flashed a smile at Mike the bouncer who took in her sharp features without asking for ID. Rachel was 25 and there was no mistaking this package for < < CENSORED > >. Mike did ask if it was still hot outside, just to steal another look at her greatest asset. Set between her high cheekbones and thin, arched brows, those eyes were five shades of green and glowed like a beach fire at sunset. Mike melted a little as she brushed her bangs away and said, "Not too hot," and with a wink "Not yet."

It was innocent and Mike had seen her in there enough to know it, although he wondered where her boyfriend was on a Friday night. He watched her long brown curls wave as she looked into the restaurant for Karen and reluctantly took a seat at the bar. Rachel left the change from a five on the bar and took a sip from her white wine. Without Karen or someone she knew, she wouldn't stay long. The guys would start to hit on her and it was still too soon after leaving Dave to get involved with anything. As she finished her wine Rachel was beginning to get down. She thought about Dave and what was good about him and admitted to herself that she didn't understand what was missing. She was probably making a big mistake, and now she was by herself on Friday night and none of her friends wanted her around. She left the change on the bar, turned off the stool in disgust and walked to the door.

On the sidewalk walking with her head down as she fished for the key in her pocket, she suddenly walked right into somebody.

"Oh! I'm sorry." she squeaked as she took a step back, hardly looking up.

"Rachel, it's us. Julie and Matt." Julie was a little excited. Rachel thought Julie was always a little too excited, almost annoying to be around. Matt she didn't know except by name so she tried to keep going without stopping.

"Hey, how have you been?" She said more than asked while stepping toward her car.

"Whose inside? Anyone?" Julie was nearly grabbing her hand. "We're supposed to meet Lisa and Chris at Polo's but it's early and we thought we'd grab a drink with Karen and Steve before going dancing." Julie did some type of pseudo-twist to accent 'dancing'. Rachel stopped in her tracks nonetheless. "They're not in there. What time are you meeting Chris?" She didn't want to seem to eager to join up with these two, she might not live it down later, but it'd been weeks since she saw Lisa or Christine.

"Ten o'clock or so. There's no band but it's seventies DJ night. You should come with us. Don't worry about Dave, you know you love to dance." Julie had a really big mouth.

"Nice, Jule" Matt said. He'd been ignoring the two ladies and standing to the side but that was a little raw even for his bubble-headed girlfriend. He stepped into the middle of them. "Listen Rachel, forget Julie, forget Dave. If you want to come along we'll make sure you have a good time, really." He put his hand on her shoulder as if to give sympathy and could feel the muscles through her jacket. He massaged that one spot for just a second and then put his hand down. This girl was tight. Julie had a nice body, but it was a bit soft. Her curves were more pronounced than Rachel's, but there was no subtlety. Julie was 5'2" and 125lbs. Rachel was the same weight but stood 5'8" in her sneakers and was firm. He wanted her to come along tonight. "We'll drive you over if you like." It sounded weak and he knew it.

It was no surprise when Rachel said "No thanks." It turned quickly though when she added, "I think I'll follow you over in my car, I don't really want to stay out that late."

Polo's was across the state line in New York, only about 20 minutes away. It was popular dance spot along an empty stretch of Rt 22. Although the building was right against the road, the parking lot sloped down an embankment behind and had several levels terraced into the hill. The later you got to the club, the further down the slope you had to park. Rachel followed Matt's truck into the lot and hoped to find a quick spot. The place was crowded though and they followed the rows nearer to the bottom. The south end of the lot was tracked deep in mud and half the spaces were unusable pushing them lower. They wound up along the dirt road that lined the streambed at the very bottom. Rachel wasn't happy, but it was the only place and at least she didn't have to walk it alone.

Lot's of black light inside gave the place a dark glow, blue jeans lit up on the dance floor and T-shirts shone like full moons at the bar. Matt felt pretty good walking in with both Julie and Rachel beside him. Julie's dress had a red and white flower pattern and the white glowed everywhere on her. Rachel's sneakers and socks lit up her legs but her blouse was thinner than it looked and the full outline of her silk lace bra shone right through it. Matt was thankful for the darkness elsewhere as it hid his eyes and where they were going. He went for drinks and from a distance now could not keep his eyes off those breasts. Rachel began swaying with the music by herself and he knew he better get back there fast before there were a dozen guys hitting on both girls. He managed to return with three vodkas and cranberries in plastic cups in time. Before the drinks were finished the girls headed for the dance floor and started moving to something by ABBA. Matt couldn't stand it but he had to go along.

Julie put her hands on Matt's hips and started shaking in front of him. She rubbed her tits on his stomach and pressed her face into his chest. When she wriggled down his body she could feel his hardness between her breasts. She looked up at him and he was looking at Rachel not her.

Rachel's hands were above her head as she smoothly turned her hips in a circle. Her glowing shoes seemed neither to touch the ground nor leave it. Julie turned her back to Matt's legs and reached her hands to each of his calves and twisted her way up his body taking time to grab his butt and grind hers into his crotch. When she stood fully in front of him, both were watching Rachel shine in her bra grind her butt into nobody. Her jacket opened to show her slim waist through her nearly transparent shirt. Her breasts pressed against the blouse as her hands pushed her hair back and stayed behind her head. Her eyes seemed closed. Julie leaned her head back against Matt and looked up at him. When he looked down to her she said to him.

"Forget about it, Mister. You're taken. Besides, you know Dave would kill you."

"Dave would rather kill her." He knew though that it was hopeless, his only excitement would be with Julie tonight. He stroked her face with the back of his hand and continued down between her breasts and brushed his fingers across her mound. Looking at Rachel now her eyes still closed her light skin even glowed as she moved gracefully in a circle.

Rachel enjoyed her dancing. She closed her eyes because she didn't care about anybody else there. She thought about Lisa and Chris for a minute when she walked in but they probably wouldn't go out with these two anyway. She might as well make the best of it. She opened her eyes and saw Matt kiss Julie and lead her back to the drinks. Rachel felt a pair of hands on her hips trying to lead her motions. She stepped away without looking back, but the hands held and pulled her back to him. She let it happen for a minute and the hands drove her ass against an unknown crotch behind her. He was grinding his cock into her on the dance floor. When the hands moved around to her tummy she grabbed and pulled them off, then walked to the bar.

She found Matt and Julie and said, "Did you see that guy? What ever happened to just dancing? I don't even know which one it was." She looked back only now but could see four or five guys moving off the floor without dates. "I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of even a glare."

Julie didn't see anything. Matt saw it all. The guy was one of the four hanging at a table across the room now. He played softball against these guys a couple of times. Dave and Matt played on the same team, although Rachel never came to the games. These guys played ok but usually drank too much during the game and got sloppy near the end. Matt bought the girls another round and excused himself to the john. Julie made Rachel chug down her drink so they could get back dancing. Matt stopped to talk to the four guys on his way back. When he got up he shook a few hands and gave a few high fives. Rachel was having a good time dancing with Julie. They were both working up a sweat. Matt showed up with another drink and they each reached for it for the ice. The vodka was a bonus.

"You ladies look hot out here, you want your own drinks?"

"Yes." They answered in union.

"You should lose that jacket before you pass out, Rachel." Thinly veiled it was but Matt thought it would pass as harmless flirting.

"I can't lose it, it's my only pockets." She said. She was sweating hard and really wanted to shed the layer. She could not see for herself how her shirt disappeared in the light. Now it was soaking up her sweat, too.

"I've got some friends at a table over here," Matt offered "I'm sure they'll keep an eye on it for you."

"Great, thanks." Rachel was already out of the blazer and handing it to Matt. When she turned back to her drink Matt could see her blouse clinging in the sweat on her back. Her bra straps stood out like neon, there was no clasp in the back. Rachel turned and leaned her back and both elbows on the bar. The white straps over her strong shoulders led down to the lace tops over her high tits. The silk material did not need to support these firm shapely peaks. Just below the lace her partially erect nipples pressed against the material with an elegant ease.

When Matt returned he was not alone. "Rachel, This is Dan. We used to play softball together." She reached out for his hand and shook it.

"Nice to meet you Dan." She thought he was cute enough but of course she wasn't looking for anything. He was about six-foot, with clean, long hair and no beard. She hated beards.

Dan thought it was very nice to touch this beauty again. He wanted his cock to touch her again, too. "Dance?" Was all he said. She followed him onto the floor for an Eagles' ballad and he put his hands on her back and pulled her in. Rachel wanted more room, but rather than push him away she just rested her hands on his chest. This at least gave a little space between their chests. Dan definitely was leading during this dance; her arms pushed left and right across his chest as his hands began massaging both the small of her back and higher up on her neck. He traced the straps through her shirt and pulled her head down against his shoulder while running his hand into Rachel's now damp curls. Her neck was her soft spot and she let him work his thumb along each vertebra while his fingers rubbed her head just behind her ear. When he pulled in harder with his other hand, down lower, she had to let her arms go around his torso and hold his back. Dan felt the sweet sensation of those firm breasts press softly into his chest.

He would not let go of this one now. He kissed her hair. His thumb pressed through her blouse and under her bra strap in the back. Dan massaged this place in earnest and Rachel could feel the silk tighten around her breasts. He pushed his caress under her ear and along her jaw. He lifted her face to his and kissed once softly, then quickly after pressed his lips into hers and opened them. He pulled her bottom lip firmly between his and then drove his tongue into her mouth.

Rachel felt as if she had awaken suddenly and jerked back from Dan's grasp. "I'm sorry, I can't do this." Her face was tight with the strain as she added; "I don't even know you." She backed away a few steps then turned to look for Julie and Matt, but she could not see through the crowd at the bar. "Great!" She thought, "they left me here." Her jacket was behind Dan's friends who she didn't know. She wanted to cool off or just get out of here. All she could do was go into the bathroom. She washed her face quickly in the sink and straightened her blouse. In the fluorescent lights in the ladies room, she still had no idea how her clothing disappeared out in the club. She brushed her hair out with her fingers and took a few deep breaths, then went out to get her jacket. It was about < < CENSORED > > and she was going home now.

When she got back to Dan's table he was there alone. There was still no sign of Julie. "Dan, I think I should hit the road, have you seen Matt or Julie?" Her hands were together at her waist fidgeting nervously. She hoped he didn't notice.

Dan looked her body over from the ankles up, past her lower legs and those slender knees. Just enough of those thighs showed for him to imagine what it would be like to feel them wrapped around his waist. Her tits still pointed out her blouse and she bit the edge of her lip anxiously waiting for her coat. "Maybe I should walk you out, in case you can't find them."

"I'm sure I'll be ok. It was really nice to meet you." She paused while he looked right through her. "My jacket please, Dan."

He handed the jacket to her and stood beside her as she pulled it on, then he began to follow her out. At the door she turned and kissed him quickly, "Thanks Dan, good-bye." She hurried into the lot and started down the hill. The night was cooler than two hours ago and it seemed to have rained again. The sloping dirt lot was slick and Rachel was glad she wore her sneakers. She saw Christine's Mustang about halfway down the hill and thought about going back up to find her. She turned, but even from here, Polo's and the road with its streetlights seemed miles distant. She continued nervously to her car. Finally, she reached the lower road and the sound of the stream between its' banks and the safety of her car. She reached into her pocket for her key but it was gone.

"Shit." She said out loud. Rachel quickly searched her pockets again. There were only two pockets in the blazer; it was obvious the key was gone. She checked again.

"Hey, what's the matter?" She heard in the darkness.

"Dan? Is that you?" More scared than ever.

"Did you lose something?" It was Dan. He was walking toward her.

"Jesus, you scared me to death. Yes, I lost my key, it was in my jacket and..."

"I have it, don't worry." He interrupted her. "It must have dropped, I found it back at the table and figured you wouldn't get far."

"Oh thank God," she was reaching her hand out. Dan took her hand but slid the key back into his pants pocket.

"It's early, do you want to get some coffee?"

"I can't."

"How bout a kiss then, as a thank you?

"Please Dan, I have to go."

He did not release her hand and instead brought himself up close to her. Rachel had her back to her locked car door and this basic stranger had her key in his pocket. He stepped in tight and put his hands inside her jacket around her waist. He leaned against her and the car and kissed her.

"Dan, No. I have to go." She twisted in his arms but could not budge him with her gentle complaints. He kissed her again, more deeply with his left hand around her neck and into her hair pulling her lips against his more forcefully. She opened her mouth to let him in and he took full advantage. His lips sucked and pulled at hers, they were delicious, and his tongue dove deep after hers, tasting her teeth and the roof of her mouth. Her hands pushed hopelessly at his chest but her mouth just let him take her. "If this is all he wants I can play along," she thought. She was pinned back to the car and both his hands were on the sides of her head holding her steady for his deepening kisses. Dan's right hand brushed down her throat and found her breast through her blouse. He squeezed firmly and massaged the nipple erect quickly. Rachel grabbed his wrist and broke their kiss. "NO, Dan. Now stop it." She tried to be firm.

"No Rachel, You just relax." He shook off her grasp, kissed her again harder than before and ran his right hand across her chest to the left breast and squeezed hard. Her tits felt like a dream, even through her blouse and he could not let go.

"NO!" She screamed as she brought her knee up toward his groin. Dan saw that coming a mile away and deflected it with his knee and grabbed a handful of her hair behind her neck.

"Listen," He said, "I don't want to hurt you so hold still. If you know what's good for you, you'll just relax." He pulled her head back onto the roof of the Saturn and bit down on her long white neck. He could taste her sweat, salty and fearful of him. He pulled back and looked her in the eyes. She was quiet. She would not fight him.

Rachel just held still as his hands relaxed from around her throat. They massaged her face and moved down onto her tits. She let him pinch her nipples hard through her blouse. He undid the top button and tugged the collar to the side. She did not move. She felt her blouse ripped open from there and then pulled up out of her skirt. It shook her with the force and she bounced off the car and back. She closed her eyes and pretended not to care when he popped open the front clasp with little effort. Her bra and shirt were pulled back over her shoulders together and back to her elbows. She let out a grunt and partial protest as his bare hands found her bare tits and mashed them in together. Dan worked on Rachel's tits with his hands and his tongue and then finally his teeth pulled at the erect nipples that she could not contain.

She tried to hold her knees together as his hands lifted her skirt along her bare legs. Her arms came up to stop him and again she said "No," although it was more of whine this time. Rachel knew she could not stop him now, he could do anything he wanted to. Her only option was a beating or no beating. "Stop" she cried quietly to the side.
Dan stood and looked straight at Rachel, "Spread your legs for me." He spoke calmly but with a terrible menace. "Do it now." And she loosened her thighs just a little. "Thatta girl, you're going to be a good fuck, now, aren't you?" Rachel said nothing. Her skirt was up around her waist and his hand massaged her pussy through her panties. Her chest was bare to the night air with her blouse and bra around her elbows. Dan groped her thighs and pushed them further open with both hands. She lifted one knee reflexively and then hated herself for it. Why was she just letting him take her like this? She shook her head and tried to find the nerve to resist. He rubbed three fingers deeply against her white silk panties. He could feel her getting warm; the outline of her slit stood out. When he thumbed the waistband of her panties and pulled them to her knees, she stood up quickly and tried to push her skirt back down. Dan would have none of that and turned her over in a flash onto the hood of the car, face down.

"Don't," he said, and held her down with his forearm across her back. He kicked her legs wide and used her shirt to tie her arms together at the elbows behind her back. Her naked tits pressed into the warm hood of the car. "Are we going to have any more problems with you?" he asked with a snicker.

"No." Rachel said, in barely a whisper.

Dan stepped back for a second to check her out. Her legs were long, her thighs were not thin like her calves. They were strong and shapely as a dancer's, or maybe a gymnast's. He took the waist of her skirt and roughly unzipped in and yanked it down taking her panties as he passed her knees. With her weight resting mostly on the hood and fender, Rachel sadly let her feet be lifted and her clothes pulled right off her body.

Naked now, from the neck down to her sneakers, with her arms tied behind her and her legs spread wide she knew she had given up. Dan mauled her fine ass and stroked her thighs, pushing them wider. "Don't move." He said, and stepped back. Rachel could hear his belt loosen, and then his jeans open up. She bit down on her lip and tried to be ready for it. He let his cock rest between her ass cheeks and stroked it forward and back a few times. Then he rubbed the head against her pussy which was just beginning to get wet. He pushed in just enough to wet the head and wiped it up and down a little. With the head of his cock just inside her cunt he asked her, "Are you just going to lie there and let me fuck you like this?"

After a long silent pause, Rachel shook her head a little and let out a quiet "yes." She thought that would be the instant she would feel his shaft impale her, but he waited. He then leaned down close to her ear, where he could smell her hair and taste her complete surrender.

"Dave always said you like it best like this, is that true?" Her mind could not catch up with that shock before Dan drove his full length into her in one easy thrust. She was wet, but now suddenly tense again as she realized the meaning of those words. He pulled back and started to fuck her fast, right off the bat. He held her down on the car hood and slammed his cock inside her again and again. She'd been set up. Her knees were pinned to the fender and held wide by his long legs. Her thoughts whirled, Dave you bastard. Her hips banged into the car with each thrust and her tits rubbed back and forth on the hood. She tried to pull her arms out of their bindings but could not. Dan grabbed her ass cheeks and roughly mauled them as he fucked his cocked into her pussy to the hilt with every stroke. She felt her ass spread beneath his hands and his finger open that hole too. Rachel felt her ass give wide to what must have been his thumb and he began to finger fuck her ass at a pace to match the treatment he gave her pussy. She turned her head to the side and let out a gasp. Her head was pulled back by the hair and her shoulder was rolled partly to one side lifting her left tit off the hood. Dan quickly pinched the nipple and rolled it between his finger the grabbed the full mound and squeezed hard.

Rachel was panting heavily now and letting out a grunt every time her body was slammed into her car. Dave had set her up. Or was it Matt? One of them had just given her to this bastard. But there was no denying she was getting the fucking of her life. She couldn't move, she had given herself to this man just because he said so. She felt him lean down to her ear again. "I'd really like to fuck in the ass, you seem so ready for it, but I just have to blow my load deep into your sweet pussy. Is that what you want?" His words alone now brought on the tremendous vibrations through her body. Rachel could only grunt with each push. "Ugh,...Ugh,...Ugh,..."

"That's a yes." she heard him say as she felt him explode right through her own orgasm. He slowed each stroke now as he let each jet build on its own but then he'd slam it home hard to make its point. She was still shivering as he finished. He paused still inside her and waited. She heard the running water of the stream again. It was over. It seemed like a mile away but she could hear the cars on Rt.22. She tried to lift up off the hood, with her hands still tied, but was pushed back down. "Just wait." he said. She slumped back down and tried to catch her breath. Then she heard voices behind her. She turned her head quickly to the right to see who. In the dim light that there was, Rachel saw the other three guys from inside Polo's. The first one there had his cock out and was coming for her. She tried to scream this time but felt her ripped, silk panties shoved into her open mouth. She could only submit. He would do whatever he wanted with her. They all would.

She heard Dan say "Man she is Hot!" and then he added "Bill, she really wants it in the ass." As he walked off he handed the last man her car key and said, "She just lets you, man. Just takes it." She closed her eyes and felt her legs being spread wide again.

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