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Date: Wed,  8 Jun 2005 05:10:02 -0400
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From: http://www.tales-of-lust.com


THE GAS STATION

In her dream, she is naked. 

She is all alone, naked except for her high-heeled 
shoes. 

She's standing at a gas station in the middle of the 
desert. The midday sun is high in the sky, and the 
air is burning hot.

She looks around. Behind the gas station steep 
mountains reach for the sky. In front of it the 
highway stretches out for miles. But there's not a 
car in sight.

She walks back and forth in front of the gas pumps, 
but still there is no traffic.

Even the gas station itself looks deserted. The pumps 
are rusty, the windows dirty. It looks as if no one 
has been here for years.

How did she get here? And why? What happened to her 
clothes?

She has no recollection. But for some strange reason 
she's perfectly calm. She has a feeling that it's 
okay. She's supposed to be here. And it's okay to be 
naked. It's too hot to wear clothes, anyway.

She looks out towards the highway again. Something 
has happened. There's still not a car in sight, but 
now a man is standing in the middle of the road.

He is naked, too. A muscular man with a deep tan, 
wearing only a pair of black boots. He just stands 
there, looking at her. She can't help but look at his 
cock. It's long and semi-erect. 

Slowly, she walks towards him. He watches her 
intently, studying her naked body as she walks along 
the highway. She feels her breasts bouncing gently 
with each step. She feels exposed to his lustful 
gaze, but that's okay. Keeping her eyes fixed on the 
man's rising cock, getting closer and closer, she has 
a feeling that this is it. This is why she has come 
here.

Now they're standing face to face. She in her high-
heeled shoes, he in his boots, his long cock swelling 
and growing. A blanket is lying on the road in front 
of him and he nods at her. But she already knows: It 
is for her.

Obediently, she kneels down, sensing the burning hot 
asphalt through the blanket. His twitching cock is 
inches from her face. She opens her mouth wide, and 
he skillfully steers his cock in between her lips.

She starts sucking the man's cock. The salty taste of 
his rigid member excites her: This is it. Now it has 
begun. And somehow she knows there is no turning 
back.

The highway is silent. As she lies on her knees in 
front of the naked man, all that can be heard are the 
wet, slurping sounds she makes as she sucks his cock.

Grunting, the man grabs hold of her hair and starts 
moving his hips back and forth. Wet and stiff, his 
cock slides in and out of her mouth. Teasingly, she 
moves her wet tongue around the shaft, feeling the 
veins swelling, as the man's cock grows even harder.

Eagerly, he increases his speed, fucking her mouth 
with deep, eager strokes. He's very excited now, and 
she swallows repeatedly, letting him have his way 
with her mouth.

Suddenly, he pulls his cock out of her mouth and 
helps her get up. Taking her hand, he walks with her 
toward the gas station. 

From behind one of the pumps another man appears. He, 
too, is naked, wearing only sunglasses. And he, too, 
has a huge erection.

She hesitates. But somehow she knows it's no use. 
What will happen here today is beyond her control. 
There is nothing she can say or do that will change 
it.

The newcomer stands between to gas pumps, his erect 
cock pointing straight at her face. Gently, the other 
man grabs her shoulders, bending her over. She opens 
her mouth and lets the man in front of her slip his 
cock in between her lips. She begins sucking it. It 
is warm and hard and has a slightly different taste 
from the one before.

The man in boots stands behind her now, gently 
fingering her cunt. She is wet. She is very wet. His 
finger pokes her slit, slowly exploring the wetness 
inside her. She is trembling with pleasure, as he 
slips it back and forth, making tiny wet noises.

The other man's cock fills her mouth. He moves his 
hips slowly back and forth, as if he's savoring the 
sensation. She can feel every inch of him in her 
mouth, her tongue exploring his hard, veined shaft.

The man behind her slips his finger out of her cunt. 
But then she feels him pulling her labia apart ever 
so slightly with his thumbs. She knows what is coming 
now. Something warm and bulging touches the mouth of 
her pussy, and she knows it is the head of his cock.

She salivates around the second man's tool, slurping 
excitedly, while the first man's cock is slowly 
stretching her cunt muscles. Inch by inch he pushes 
forwards, filling her completely with his rigid meat.

The man in sunglasses grabs hold of her hair and 
increases his rhythm. With steady thrusts, he keeps 
sliding his hardened cock in and out of her mouth. 
The man in boots holds still, his cock swelling and 
throbbing inside her flesh.

She knows than soon he will start fucking her. The 
wait is unbearable. But finally it happens. The man 
in boots pulls his tool all the way out of her cunt 
and immediately rams it back in. The thrust almost 
knocks her off her feet.

Now, both men grab her, holding onto her as they pump 
their cocks into her - one into her mouth, the other 
into her pussy. Again and again she is poked by their 
excited rods. They fuck her in a fast, demanding 
rhythm, making her think they want to bring 
themselves off. But soon she realizes how wrong she 
is. They don't want to come themselves - they want 
her to come.

With unfaltering strength, the man in boots keeps 
pumping his cock into her wet cunt, driving her 
closer and closer to her climax. Tears of joy run 
down her cheeks. The pleasure builds inside her, 
sending ripples of electricity through her entire 
body, brought on by the hard cock hammering into her 
flesh. 

Gratefully, she sucks the other man's cock, shivering 
with lust. The man in boots pulls out of her, then 
buries the entire length of his shaft inside her 
cunts, then pulls out again. Over and over, he 
repeats this long sliding motion, the width of his 
cock stretching her moist labia. With each thrust she 
feels every inch of his rock-hard member.

Now she can take no more. Swallowing hard, almost 
choking on the second man's cock, she feels the 
orgasm overpowering her. Her cunt muscles clench 
around the magnificent cock that has brought her off. 
Trembling in ecstasy, she feels her juices flowing 
down his erect shaft.

He doesn't stop. Neither of them does. She is about 
to faint with pleasure, but they show her no mercy. 
They just hold onto her hard, pumping their ever-
rigid cocks into her mouth and pussy.

But then, the man in sunglasses pulls his cock from 
her mouth. Panting, out of breath, she looks up at 
him. Seeing the excitement on his face, she grabs his 
wet cock with both hands and begins masturbating him. 
The shaft feels hot, throbbing with excitement in her 
hands. She wants to make him come, as if that would 
somehow stop the other man's cock relentlessly 
hammering inside her pussy.

But it's no use. The man in sunglasses just grins at 
her, enjoying her treatment, while the man in boots 
keeps fucking her, sliding his cock in and out of her 
cunt in deep, rhythmic strokes. Sighing, she bends 
over and takes the other cock in her mouth again, her 
lips closing around his hardened tool. Gently, she 
begins sucking it, feeling it swell, and tasting the 
liquid oozing from its tip.

She closes her eyes, once more giving in to the 
sensations of pleasure. She feels the long cock 
sliding in and out of her cunt, teasing her, driving 
her towards another climax.

But suddenly, the man in boots pulls out, leaving her 
pussy feeling empty. The man in sunglasses, too, 
pulls his cock from her mouth. Then he takes her hand 
and leads her away. The man in boots follows behind.

Her head is spinning. She still doesn't understand 
what is going on. She just comes along, letting the 
two men use her as they please.

Behind the gas station, in the midday sun, the man in 
sunglasses pulls her towards an old, abandoned bus. 
By now, it is no more than a rusting wreck. The man 
in sunglasses climbs into the bus, pulling her with 
him.

Inside the bus, the heat is unbearable. The sun beats 
down on the wreck, making the air inside so hot it 
almost burns her skin. The man in boots enters the 
bus, too, and they make her stand in the aisle 
between the seats. The man in boots stands in front 
of her and the man in sunglasses behind.

Before she knows what's happening, the man in 
sunglasses slides his cock into her slippery cunt. It 
feels somehow different, stretching her soft flesh, 
letting her feel its rough surface. As he begins 
pumping it into her, she feels every inch of it as it 
slips in and out. 

The man in boots stands in front of her, his tool 
standing at attention, pointing straight at her 
mouth. He looks at her, demandingly, as if he doesn't 
even have to ask. As if she's supposed to know what 
is required of her.

And she does know. Without a word, she takes his cock 
into her mouth. Its taste is different now, and she 
realizes why: It's the taste of her own pussy. 
Somehow, this turns her on, and she greedily sucks 
the juice off his cock, licking up the taste of her 
own excited cunt.

Sensing her excitement, the man in sunglasses 
increases the depth of his thrusts. He doesn't speed 
up, but buries his cock up to the root with each 
thrust, completely filling up her yielding cunt. 
Feeling his power, she's excited, and her juices flow 
copiously, soaking his hardened tool. Invitingly, she 
lifts her leg, placing one foot on the seat next to 
her, allowing him to penetrate her even deeper.

Her mouth is watering, her saliva drenching the cock 
she's sucking, slobbering noisily around the erect 
shaft. As the other cock keeps moving inside her 
pussy, she feels another climax approaching. Her legs 
are trembling, and the man in sunglasses grabs her 
hips, holding her up. She relaxes, letting the 
lustful sensations of pleasure overwhelm her. And 
finally, she comes again.

"Mmm! Mmm!"

The huge cock filling her mouth muffles her screams 
of pleasure. But both men sense her climax. She is 
momentarily drained of all energy, feeling like a 
helpless rag doll in their hands. And she just knows 
that they love it.

Both men pull out of her, their reddened and excited 
cocks dripping juice onto the floor of the bus. Their 
hard-ons are as huge as they've ever been. How can 
they go on? she wonders. Will they never come? Will 
they just keep fucking her forever and ever? And will 
she be able to take it?

The man in boots sits down in the middle of the wide 
back seat of the bus, his cock glistening with her 
saliva. Then he turns her around and pulls her 
towards him, making her sit on his lap. As she does 
so, he parts her ass-cheeks with both hands, guiding 
his wet, erect cock towards her rectum,

She gasps and frantically tries to pull away from 
him, but his strong hands keeps pulling her down onto 
his cock. The man in sunglasses, too, steps up and 
pushes her hips down. And now she feels it happening: 
Wet and thick, the head of the seated man's cock 
forces its way into her anus.

She gives up the fight, instead trying to relax, as 
the entire length of his cock slowly slides up into 
her, filling her ass. The man then holds her still, 
his tool throbbing inside her tight canal.

The man in sunglasses is visibly excited, 
masturbating at the sight. He pushes her thighs apart 
and positions himself between her legs. His erect 
cock is pointing straight at her pussy. She looks at 
him, incredulously. No, she thinks. He wouldn't...

The man in sunglasses grabs his cock, guiding it 
towards the entrance to her cunt. She feels the 
bulging head pushing against her labia, the seated 
man's cock filling her ass. As the man in sunglasses 
pushes forward, she looks at him. His face is 
expressionless, but she sees him clenching his teeth 
as his erect shaft slides all the way into her 
succulent cunt.

Her ass and pussy are both penetrated by their 
massive cocks. She can't believe this is happening. 
And what about the men? Were they really expecting 
her to give in to them in this way? Now she is at 
their mercy. And she senses how excited this is 
making them.

The man in sunglasses grabs her hips and lifts her 
up. She feels both cocks sliding out of her body, out 
of her ass and her pussy. Then, he lowers her, 
letting them penetrate her holes to the root. Again 
he lifts and lowers her sweating body, up and down, 
up and down, allowing their bone-hard tools to fuck 
her tight openings.

Her head is swimming from the dry heat inside the bus 
and from the powerful stimulation of her sensitive 
holes. She struggles as she feels her climax 
approaching, her hands pushing against the muscular 
torso of the man in sunglasses. But it is no use. 
Relentless, he raises and lowers her helpless body, 
increasing the rhythm. The two cocks impale her 
tender flesh over and over until she loses control.

"Aaah!" she cries

Throwing her head back, she comes. She almost faints 
from pure pleasure, as a violent climax washes 
through her body. Her love juices gush from her 
contracting cunt, drenching the cock that's poking 
her pussy. The man in front of her keeps lifting her 
up and down, faster and faster. She hears the men 
breathing harder and harder and feels their long 
cocks swelling inside her holes.

Suddenly, the man in sunglasses lifts her up by the 
shoulders, letting both cocks slip out of her with a 
wet sound. He forces her down on her knees on the 
floor of the bus. The men stand above her, pointing 
their erect cocks at her, ready to blow.

Still dazed from her orgasm, she takes a cock in each 
hand and begins stroking them. The men gasp, 
thrusting her hips back and forth as she masturbates 
them. Clear fluid drips from the tips of the cocks 
onto the floor. She keeps going. The men tremble as 
the bluish heads of their cocks swell in her hands.

And then it happens. The main in boots shoots the 
first long, hot spray of sperm his cock, hitting her 
naked breast. Then the first spurt shoots from the 
other cock, spattering her cheek. She keeps 
masturbating them, as they ejaculate, shooting semen 
onto her face and breasts. Squirt after squirt of 
thick, piping hot spunk keeps pumping from the two 
men's excited cocks.

Still, even in the throes of orgasm, the men hardly 
make a sound. Only their labored breathing accompany 
their powerful ejaculations. And finally, they too 
subside. She keeps stroking their cocks, squeezing 
the very last drops of sperm out of them. Then, 
slowly, their erections wear off, and the cocks feel 
soft and hot in her hands.

Still kneeling on the floor, she watches, as the men 
quietly turn around and exit the bus. She wipes a 
drop of semen from her breast, tasting it. It is very 
salty. 

Slowly, she gets up and looks out through the dirty 
windows of the bus. The men are gone. But where did 
they go? How could they disappear so quickly?

And that is when she realizes that it has all been a 
dream.

---

Sheryl was still shivering, as she woke up.

It took her a few seconds to recognize her own 
bedroom - and to realize that it had all been a 
dream. There had been no gas station, no broken down 
bus - and no men.

She was wet. She must have come in her sleep - 
perhaps more than once.

As she looked at the clock on her nightstand, she 
realized she was already late for the appointment. 
She ran into the shower.

Minutes later, Sheryl was in her car, heading for the 
appointment. Soon, she was several miles out of town 
in an area she didn't know and had to check with the 
map. Yes, she was on the right way.

But somehow, the landscape seemed strangely familiar: 
The desert, the highway, the mountains in the 
distance.

As Sheryl saw the abandoned gas station ahead, she 
shivered in the desert heat. She slowed down and 
drove up in front of the gas pump. Yes. She 
recognized it all: The dirty windows, the rusty 
pumps. 

Hesitantly, Sheryl got out of the car. 

She unbuttoned her blouse, letting it drop to the 
ground. Then her skirt, her bra and panties. Finally, 
she was completely naked, except for her high-heeled 
shoes.

And naked, she walked towards the gas station.

--
(c) Bonfils 2004
http://www.tales-of-lust.com

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