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Give Me Your Car, Your money And Your Cock!

My girlfriends and I went through a sick devious streak while we were in our late teens. We saw this news story about girls our age robbing banks and thought that sounded exciting. We never did knock off any banks, but we did carjack a guy once.

The night it happened my friend Abby borrowed one of her dad’s guns. Her dad was a total NRA freak so he had plenty of them. She made sure it wasn’t loaded and then we went out strolling around downtown at night. Normally a girl wouldn’t be caught dead where we were, but then most girls aren’t packing a Glock!

An older guy in a car pulled up next to us cruising at the same speed we were walking. We pretended to not notice, so he revved his engine to get our attention.

Abby looked over at him and smiled. He smiled back.

“You girls need a lift?” He asked.

I hollered back, “From you? No!”

He pleaded with us saying he was a good guy. Abby asked me if I was ready for this. I nodded and we approached his car.

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As we bent over the window to ask if he would take us to a street a few blocks away we couldn’t help but notice him checking out our cleavage. He agreed to take us so I hopped in the front and Abby hopped in the back.

While he drove he asked us about school and if we had jobs. Suddenly Abby put the gun to his head and told him to shut up. You should have seen the look on his face. She told him to drive us out of the city on a country road. He told her he had kids and a wife. He begged her to put the gun away. Instead she pressed it hard into his temple.

“If you have kids and a wife why are you picking up teenage girls?” Abby asked him.

“Yeah!” I added.

“I was just trying to help you. I was going to do anything I promise. I am a married man!”

As we drove he kept going on about how he was a nice guy that didn’t want any trouble. He started offering us the cash in his wallet and his credit cards. To be honest I was kind of feeling sorry for the guy.

“Pull over there!” I commanded.

He pulled off the main road onto a smaller one. It was lined with trees so nobody could see us.

When the car came to a stop he put it in park and began pleading again. I told him to take off his pants. He told us again how he was a happily married man until Abby put the gun to his temple again. He reached down and undid his belt removing his pants.

“Your underwear too.” I told him.

He got a sad look, but I gestured for them to come down and he complied. His cock was flaccid. He was definitely afraid of us. When I reached for it he looked at me horrified asking what I was doing. Abby tapped the gun on his head again and he stopped resisting.

For an older guy he was kind of cute. He had a full head of hair that was salt and peppery. His face was defined, but his glasses made him look like a geek. Like Clark Kent.

When my hand touched his cock he acted as if it were made of fire. He backed up into his seat until there was nowhere else to go. I grasped it and began massaging it. It barely responded so I bent down and put my mouth on it. That did the trick. His cock grew inside my mouth like one of those toys my brother liked to play with that grew in water.

Soon his cock was so big I had to back my mouth up a little to keep from choking on it.

“Please… that feels nice, but I am a happily married man.” He pleaded.

I just kept sucking. His pulse increased and so did his breathing. He was beginning to come around. I hiked up my skirt and pulled off my panties. I needed this guy’s fat cock inside me. Reaching between his legs I pulled the lever that held his seat. It dropped back far enough that I could get on top of him without hitting the steering wheel.

It took some work on my part to get his cock all the way into me. I was plenty wet, but his cock was that big. Once inside it felt divine. I smiled at Abby and gave her a wink. She was going to love this!

Usually it would take me about 5 to 6 minutes to cum, but with all of the excitement of raping a guy running through my veins I was ready in under two. OMG! I thought. I was acting like the premature ejaculators I used to make fun of. Was the thought of fucking me as exciting for them as this was for me?

When my orgasm started I instinctively tried to kiss our victim. He kept his mouth closed so I just laid my head on his shoulders while it sent shockwaves through me. After I was done I sat up and let out the most even giggle I had ever uttered up until then. The look on his face was priceless.

Abby yelled out my turn and hopped over the front seat. I got off of the man and slid into the back clutching my clothes as I went.

My friend wasted no time jumping on his boner. She didn’t even take her panties off!

After pulling her panties to the side Abby sat down on his cock. With my juices still slathered all over it there wasn’t much resistance. She smiled a smile of approval at me handing me her dad’s gun.

Abby took a lot longer to cum than I did. I looked at the clock in the dash and noticed five minutes had gone by. Abby was bouncing, rocking and swirling her hips all over this guy’s cock. His breathing was beginning to get super heavy. I was afraid he would cum in my friend’s belly and get her pregnant.

I pressed the fun to his head telling him, “If one drop of your sperm entered her belly your family will be picking your brain out of the tree over there.”

He opened his eyes and looked at the barrel of the gun while he tried to control his breathing. Seeing his scared look seemed to excite Abby and she began to clench her body bringing her torso up and down uncontrollably. The man looked at her like he was looking at somebody with their arm blown off and he didn’t know the first thing about tourniquets.

At the end of her orgasm Abby reached her hand up towards me and we high fived each other. She got up off of him and knelt on the seat next to him jerking his cock. Next she bent down to suck him off.

“No, you don’t have to do that. Really. I don’t want to anyway.” He told her.

Abby didn’t care what he wanted. She wanted him to cum. It didn’t take long for him to need to either. Abby was a great blowjob artist. He desperately tried to pull her away without seeming threatening afraid of what I’d do. It was all for not. He blew his load into Abby’s mouth.

She lifted her head and spit some of his cum into her hand. Then she reached towards me and I rubbed my hand on hers. Finally we rubbed his cum onto our skirts, our panties and our faces. He looked at us like we were some kind of crazy tribal people.

Abby snapped back into her character and grabbed the gun from my hand. She told him to get dressed and to drive us back to where he found us. He was more than happy to oblige.

As we drove she took some cash from his wallet and then she wiped her fingerprints off of it with her skirt before throwing it on the seat next to him. He had the craziest look on his face.

Once we were close Abby told him, “Don’t even think about telling anybody about this. As soon as we get out I am ditching this gun and I won’t hesitate telling the police you raped us. Your cum is all over us. Who do you think they will believe? Besides, even if they did your wife would never believe you got raped by two hot teenage girls.”

The car stopped and we jumped out. While it was fun we both knew we couldn’t do that one ever again. But that didn’t stop me from frigging myself dreaming about it!

I have tons of hardcore stories I’d love to share with you!! And I love playing any role. If you haven’t called me yet you’re missing out.

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