We needed a break, the kid was glistening with sweat, his breathing still ragged. I squatted right there, chuckling low, legs shaky, letting all that shit finally drip onto the dirty ground, warm drops falling slow, running down my inner thighs and splatting on the floor with a light, wet sound. The strong smell rose in the humid night air, mixed with rusty iron and dry dirt.
That’s when a sound came out of the night shadows that made us both shake with fear on the spot.
“Hey!”
A man’s voice, thick, cutting through the silence. Yuri stepped in front of me fast, body tense, shielding me without even thinking, and I froze, heart pounding again, but this time from pure terror. It was the last thing I needed right then: some creep, a mugger, someone who’d seen everything and wanted to fuck us over. We both stayed still, eyes locked on the figure coming closer slow, every step making me shake harder, my stomach twisting tighter.
It was Diego, laughing like an idiot, teeth flashing in the dark.
A huge wave of relief hit instantly, my legs loosened again, but it mixed with a hot anger rising in my chest. I was fucking pissed he’d scared us like that, almost gave me a heart attack. But he started explaining right away, in that filthy way of his, stuff that was normal to me but not to Yuri, poor guy, who looked totally shocked by the whole story, eyes wide, mouth half open.
“I was following you two since you left the track. When you came over here I stayed back behind that tree watching you,” he said, pointing at a creepy tree in the dark, thick trunk and twisted branches you could barely see.
Right then it got me hot all over again, a fire shooting up fast from my chest straight to my pussy. Diego had been watching me, had seen everything, every thrust, every moan, every spurt that shot out. I don’t know how he managed in that pitch black, but my heart was racing, my pussy still throbbing lightly with the leftover cum and come mixed together. The horniness came back strong, and I broke into a wide grin just picturing his eyes glued on us the whole time.
“I wanna fuck you too, come on.” He told me to get up.
Diego hauled me off the ground easy, hands tight on my hips, spun me around and shoved me back against the old car. He shoved his cock in all at once, letting me feel it slide in smooth and easy at first, opening me up slow until he bottomed out. That single thrust made me melt completely, my pussy still sensitive from the last orgasm pulsing around him like it recognized its owner. His dick felt different going in, I could tell, it was a cock I knew real well and loved.
Yuri watched the whole thing like he didn’t fully get it, just stood there in the dark looking around to make sure nobody was coming, not saying a word, just jerking his still half-hard dick.
“So, bro, you don’t got some spot we can keep fucking her at?” Diego asked while he was still thrusting into me, almost casual, like it was just another regular thing for him.
He fucked without any hesitation, without asking, like he owned me, deep steady strokes that made my body rock against the car, the wet sounds echoing low in the night. Every thrust sent hot waves up my thighs, leaving me dizzy, the lust coming back hard and fast.
“My place won’t work, it’s small and my folks are there…” Yuri answered, eyes fixed on me.
“Not even a buddy’s?” Diego asked, voice a little strained, picking up the pace, hand gripping my waist to hold me in place.
“I guess, but bringing her there like this, he’s not gonna understand shit…”
“Bro, where two can eat, three can eat, right, slut?”
Diego’s voice came from behind me and my whole body went cold. I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. There I was bent over, Diego behind me pounding away, taking it like a stray bitch, and he drops that on me?
I was already exhausted, sore, feeling filthy as hell. I’d left the house without panties and, dumb as always, forgot to toss a pair in my bag. All I wanted was a hot shower, to wash up proper and get rid of the cum smell and that sticky feeling off me. And now he wanted to offer me up to more people?
“Fuck, Diego… no fucking way,” I answered, voice coming out weak and shaky while he kept slamming into me harder. “I need a shower at least…”
But he didn’t give a shit. He grabbed my waist tight and drove his cock in even harder, pounding deep without mercy. I moaned loud, a mix of pain and shock. He started fucking me rough, completely ignoring what I said.
“If we’re going… at least can we go to the apartment?” I tried, voice breaking with every thrust.
Diego didn’t answer. Just fucked me deeper, rougher, until he gave a few hard jabs right against my cervix that made me clench my teeth. I felt him swell and shoot inside me, thick hot ropes filling me even more. When he pulled out I felt the cum running down my thighs, mixed with Yuri’s, dripping onto the dirty ground.
“Shut the fuck up, you slut,” he said, laughing low while he shook his dick in the air to flick off the rest of the cum. “I only asked so you’d get the pleasure of saying yes.”
I was out of it, legs shaking, pussy throbbing and raw, the hot mess still leaking down my legs, and he kept going:
“And where’s Yuri supposed to go, you dumb bitch?” he went on, mocking. “On your head? Forgot I came on the bike?”
It was true. No way to carry two on the back of the motorcycle.
To be continued...