SEX STORY #85
THE INITIATION
Jill was cold, very cold. It had been almost two days since she had run away
from home, and it had been over two days since she had anything to eat!
Miserable is how she felt, but not half as bad if she would have stayed in that
fucking hell hole her mother called a home! Her father, no make that step
father, had been using her either for a punching bag or his own personal little
“sex toy”. She finally couldn’t take it anymore, and ran out of the house with
just the clothes on her back. Now here she was, out on the road, all alone, only
eighteen years old, no money, and no prospects! “It can’t get any worse,” she
thought, as she pulled her light denim coat tighter around her neck. Craning
back to see if a car was coming, she automatically stuck out her thumb when a
big sedan zoomed by. Brake lights!!!! It’s stopping!!!! The big black auto came
to a stop about two hundred yards down the road and slowly backed up to where
Jill was standing. The passenger side window slid down and a deep voice asked if
she needed a lift? Without even answering, Jill opened the door and hopped in,
sinking down in the deep leather bucket seat. She cautiously looked over at the
driver and was relieved to see it was a middle aged man in a business suit. He
jabbed his open hand at Jill and offered, “Hello there, my name’s Bill Dowd,
glad to meet ya!” Jill, taking his hand and shaking it, replied in a small
voice, “I’m Jill, thanks for picking me up.” They rode along in silence for the
next ten minutes until Bill asked her, “Where are you headed to, Jill?” “I don’t
really know,” she replied, “maybe Los Angeles.” “You got quite a trip in front
of you missy,” Bill intoned, “where are you coming from?” Jill really didn’t
want to answer all these questions, but she continued on, “From Omaha.” “Well, I
can take you as far as Denver, but then I head north, and you wanna go west from
there,” he said matter of factly. Jill didn’t answer, she just leaned back in
the seat and soon was sawing logs. She didn’t know how much time had gone by
when a gentle shake of her shoulder brought her back to life. “We’ll stop here
and get something to eat,” said Bill, “you look like you could use a bite!”
“That’s okay,” Jill replied, “I’ll just wait here if it’s all right with you?”
“Honey,” he said gently, “it’s on me, now come on and let’s eat!!!” She was
famished, and this good Samaritan was making her an offer she couldn’t refuse,
so she hopped out of the car and joined Bill Doud for supper.
Bill pointed the big Lincoln west on I-80, and the miles melted away like butter
on hot pancakes. At ten o’clock that evening the lights of Denver glowed in the
far off distance. “Another half hour and we’ll be there,” announced Bill, while
keeping his eyes glued to the road. Exactly one half hour later Bill pulled into
a truckstop-motel and said, “This is the end of the line, Jill, I don’t know
what you’re running away from, but I hope you find what you need in L.A.!” He
reached into his pocket and pulled out five twenty dollar bills and slid them
across the seat to Jill and said, “You remind me of my daughter, use this for a
motel room and a good breakfast tomorrow morning, and please be careful of who
you ride with, okay?” Tears filled Jill’s eyes as she stared gratefully at the
older man, and she leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, “I
will, Bill, and thanks for everything!” With that she was out of the car and
waving as the big Lincoln slowly pulled out of the parking lot and back onto the
highway.
The next morning started out bright and sunny, and the warmth of the Colorado
spring air felt good on Jill’s skin. On the western edge of Denver she was
trying to thumb a ride but was having not luck. Around noon she dropped in on a
greasy spoon for a burger to stop the hunger pangs that were growling in her
stomach. The dump was nearly deserted, except for two rough looking characters
seated at the far end of the lunch counter. Jill ordered her meal and lit a
cigarette, while waiting for her food to be delivered. One of the guys at the
end of the counter noticed her and leaned over and said something to his buddy,
which must have been funny, because they both ended up laughing their guts out.
They finished eating and were walking past her, when the bigger of the two
stopped and asked her, “You on the road, baby?” Trying to act tough, Jill blew a
cloud of smoke in his face and retorted, “What’s it to you anyway!?!” The big
burly man eyed her with a quizzical smile and replied, “Well, I just thought you
might need a lift, but if you’re gonna act like a little cunt, I don’t give
fuck!” He turned an started out the door, when Jill called out, “I’m going to
L.A., and yeah, I could use a ride!” He turned back to her, and said, “We’re
leaving in five minutes, so if ya wanna come along, be ready to go, cuz we won’t
wait!” Jill ate her sandwich in four big bites, guzzled down her Dr. Pepper, and
was out of the door in a flash. The two men had hopped on big Harley Davidson
choppers and were just firing them up. The big guy motioned to her with a nod,
and Jill slid her leg over the rear wheel and settled onto the thick saddle. The
scruffy rider leaned his head over his shoulder and said, I’m Duke, and this is
Cletus, glad to meet ya.” Jill nodded at Cletus and yelled over the rumble of
the big Harleys that her name was Jill. Duke dropped the big bike into gear and
together they roared onto the highway, leaving a trail of dust and flying
pebbles in their wake. “Finally,” she thought, “I’m on my way to California!!!”
Well, as she was soon to find out, not exactly!!!
About eighty miles west of Denver Duke and Cletus exited the interstate and were
soon traveling on a blacktop road deep into a mountain pass. Jill asked several
times where they were going, but Duke either didn’t hear, or was ignoring her. A
little ball began to tighten up in Jill stomach, that gnawing feeling you get
when something doesn’t feel right, and the ball tightened a little more when the
two bikes made a turn onto an unused dirt road. Ten more minutes of bumpy
riding, and a make shift camp of tents and lean-tos came into view. There must
have been twenty other choppers parked in a row along the road, and a score of
dirty bearded men and their women were sitting around campfires cooking supper.
Several men came over to meet Duke and Cletus when they got off their bikes, and
it was apparent right away that they showed a lot more interest in Jill than she
wanted them to! One of them asked, “Who’s the new whore?!?” “Oh her,” Duke
answered with a nod of his head, “I picked her up at a slop house back in
Denver, since Grace left, I’ve been lookin’ for a new bitch, and it looks like I
found her!” Duke had turned to look at her when he said “and it looks like I
found her”, and she knew right away that he had said it for her benefit. He
grabbed her roughly by the arm and half dragged her over to one of the tents set
up in the rear of the camp and threw her inside. She started to protest, but she
was knocked to the ground by the back of Duke’s huge hand. Her head was spinning
from the force of the blow, and she could taste blood coming from a cut on the
inside corner of her mouth. Duke was on top of her in a hot second, ripping a
tearing her clothes from her body. Jill was not a large person, and Duke easily
overpowered her even though he was using only one hand. His other hand, was busy
sliding down his Levi’s, exposing a turgid erection with a large purple head.
This was a pure and simple rape, but Jill was helpless to do anything about it.
Out of the corner of her eye she could see several of Duke’s buddies and their
women watching the older man enter her small tight vagina. She let out a scream
when he drove his sex piston deep into her unlubricated cunt, but he couldn’t
have cared less, and continued his onslaught on her now bleeding hole. The only
good thing about it, was that Duke didn’t have much stamina, and he blew his
load rather quickly. Jil though it was all over, but unfortunately for her, it
was just the beginning, as Duke was quickly replaced by another biker who
slammed his stumpy pecker into her pussy until he had blow his load! Jill wasn’t
sure how many men fucked her that afternoon, but she remained conscious through
the whole ordeal, once getting physically ill while getting fucked by a
particularly smelly biker! When it was finally over, Jill heard Duke say to one
of the women standing in the tent door, “Clean her up and get her ready for
tonight, I’m gonna get something to eat!” Jill started to pass out, the only
thing on her mind being, “What happens tonight!?!”
A tough looking woman who called herself Carla, sat down next to Jill and
carefully dabbed her face with a warm wash cloth. Jill could still feel the
sting from the slap across her face, but other than that she didn’t feel to
badly. In a soft barely audible voice, Jill asked Carla, “What is going to
happen to me tonight?” Carla continued bathing the frightened girl and answered,
“The second half of you initiation.” Jill looked searchingly into Carla’s eyes
and pressed further, “Am I going to be raped again?” “No,” Carla answered,
“you’re not going to be raped!” “Then what,” Jill begged?!?” Carla looked at her
friend Kim who was sitting next to her, and then turned back to Jill and said,
“Let us show you what you must do tonight!” Carla leaned over and kissed Jill
full on the lips, while Kim got down between Jill’s legs and slowly began
tonguing her pussy. Jill, at first repulsed by the lesbian aspects of what was
happening to her, soon found herself grinding her pussy into Kim’s hungry mouth.
Carla pulled away for jus a second to ask Jill, “How old are you honey?” “I’m
eighteen,” Jill answered, while reaching up to pull Carla’s mouth back to hers.
When Kim heard Jill say that she was only eighteen, her own cunt began leaking
profusely, excited at the prospect of having such a young slut to feed on!
Jill’s vagina, still sore from the gang bang she had endured less than an hour
before, was being soothed by the gentle if not relentless licking from the biker
bitch Kim. Jill had large breasts for a girl her age, and Carla left the warm
wetness of her mouth, and began sucking fervently on Jill’s pointy nipples. The
mixture of pain, tit sucking, and cunt lapping finally took its toll, and Jill
had a very hard orgasm in Kim’s warm mouth. It was the first oral sex climax she
had ever had, and its intensity stunned her! Both women kept their mouths
attached to the young slut, only now they merely nuzzled and kissed her shell
shocked sex organs. Tired and sore, Jill fell into a deep if not fitful sleep,
with both Kim and Carla still licking and sucking on her tits and vagina.
It was dark outside when Jill awakened from her slumber. She found that she was
totally naked, and her body had been rubbed with perfume scented oil. Duke
appeared at the tent door and ordered her to follow him, using a tone of voice
that let her know that it would not be a good idea to disobey him. She followed
him out of the tent, the cool night air causing her nipples to harden and stand
tall on her buxom chest. She was greeted by hoots and catcalls from the biker
clan, both male and female alike. Three other naked biker bitches waited for her
by the fire, dancing to the beat of hard rock music that blared out of a battery
powered boom box. Each of the women had several tattoos on her body, one with
the name of her old man, and the other her bitch nickname. Jill also noticed
that each of the bitches had a small brand in the shape of a skull and cross
bones on her right buttock. There in the fire was a hot branding iron that Jill
assumed would be used on her in the very near future! Duke threw her on a large
blanket next to the flames and told the three nude women to go at it. The next
thing Jill knew she was entangled in a mass of naked female flesh, with mouths
biting, nipping and sucking at all of her openings. What Jill had experienced
earlier that day in the tent occurred again in front of forty spectators, she
had a huge orgasm, this time harder than the one before. She screamed in ecstasy
while the three biker bitches had their way with her, sucking her ripe young
vagina until her little clit was sticking out erect through her light blonde
pubic hair. When she felt completely satiated, a mound of fur settled over her
mouth, and a tart salty taste touched her lips. A very wet cunt was pressing
down on her face, smearing its hot juices all over her cheeks. Jill gagged for a
moment, unable to catch her breath while the big cunt covered both her mouth and
nose at the same time. Riding Jill’s face, the big pussied bitch finally
situated her clit right over Jill’s tongue, and then with a fervent pressure
indicated where she wanted Jill to suck. Other hands began playing with her own
pussy, and soon the tight feeling in her dripping cunt returned in earnest. Jill
had had her share of orgasms, usually self induced, but her young body was like
a sexual race car, capable of so much more than a normal woman. It was very
apparent that this little bitch was becoming addicted to the feel of shattering
climaxes in her high strung pussy, so she was a little surprised when she felt a
huge cock entering her cunt and this time she accepted it with ardor! She found
out later that it was Duke who was fucking her in front of the entire clan, his
big cock plowing in and out of her now wide open vagina, while the bitch riding
Jill’s face was having orgasm after orgasm courtesy of Jill’s wandering tongue.
Jill’s cunt muscle contracted around the thick meat in her pussy, driving both
she and Duke over the orgasmic edge! Both of them roared, Duke out loud, and
Jill into open cunt of the woman riding her drooling mouth!
After several moments of recuperation, Duke announced it was time for the final
initiation. The three naked women held Jill down, with her ass high in the air.
Duke pulled out the red hot branding iron and held it high in the air for all to
see, it red glow bright in the dark night air. With one movement he held the
iron on Jill’s right ass cheek, the sizzle of burning flesh be drowned out by
her painful scream. Salve was quickly applied to the branded area, and loud
clapping of hands welcomed the new bitch into the fold. When Jill stood up, she
naturally gravitated to Duke, her new old man. Her ass burned like the devil,
but she was actually happy, because she had found a new home! |
