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Chapter 3
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Cementing her position.
The next day to take her mind off of her embarrassments from the night before, she decided to go for a run, and with her running top, loose shorts and sneakers on, she took off aimlessly hoping to explore the streets of New York.
This was a great idea, she thought as she passed place after place that she had seen in TV and movie locations, taking in central park and half expecting marching bands to follow her. She was lost in her imagination with it all and headed down some quiet back streets where she could picture police car chases and superhero encounters happening, when she ran into something and came to a stop. Her feet had gone in up to the ankles in cement causing her to stop running immediately. With her feet stopping suddenly and the rest of her trying to carry on, she toppled forwards and put her arms out to brace for impact causing her to go into the cement up to her elbows.
Oh no, not again! she thought realizing she was stuck once more. At least she wasn't half in and half out of her apartment. She was in the streets of New York. Well ok, a narrow alley between some dumpsters. Surely someone would come by. Maybe.
Maisie remained motionless for almost an hour before someone came, having thought that when you fall in cement that’s what you were supposed to do to stop yourself falling further into it... or was that quicksand. Anyway, she realised, by the time someone appeared the gooey cement had become more solid and she could not budge it at all!
"Hey! Look at this bitch!" said a voice behind her. Maisie looked back between her legs her head but could only see baseball boots upside down.
"Please! Can you help me get out of this?" asked Maisie.
In response a pair of legs reached over and pulled her running top free of her shorts then pulled it inside out over her head so it now covered her head instead of her abdomen compeletely blocking her view and baring her breasts. Luckily she still had her sports bra on. Maisie gritted her teeth as her shorts were pulled down her thighs and a penis was quickly slammed into her little flower once more.
Maisie braced herself at her sudden invasion. Earlier she had been running along a sunny street in New York, and now here she was trapped again with someone else she couldn’t see having sex with her from behind. With a sense of foreboding she tried to gauge how many of them there were. 4? 6 maybe?
They probably weren’t any older than her either, but while number one had intercourse with her flower, the rest groped and pulled all over her body. Her mind was actually taken off the intercourse act mostly by the rough groping and squeezing of her large breasts. She had always been a little self-conscious of them and tended to wear her sports bra on normal occasions to minimise them, not just while jogging. Now though, her white bra had been hauled up to under her chin and her breasts dangled freely with someone squeezing her left one as if he wanted to see how much it could take without bursting, while someone else was pulling her right nipples so that it felt like it might come off. Another one had rubbing something on her head through her shirt, and as it was pulled away from her face she discovered it was a penis. It smacked off her nose and cheek.
"Suck it bitch!" said its owner.
"Huh? I..." she was about to say she had never done such a thing, when the penis was slotted straight into her mouth as she opened it to speak. It felt so huge, filling her mouth! She had never even thought about something like this. It tasted like..., something she didnt want to think about.
"I said suck it bitch!" he said, and caught a hold of Maisie's ponytail that she always put her hair into when she went running and yanked her head towards him. Maisie quickly got the message and her cheeks puckered inwards. The penis started thrusting deep into her mouth and occasionally touched the back of her throat making her feel like she was going to gag. She successfully suppressed it though thankfully. Goodness knows what would happen if she had vomited on it.
Maisie was so busy focussing on the penis in her face that she almost forgot about the one in her flower, when she felt the familiar pace begin to quicken and realized he was about to spray her insides with his juices. There was nothing she could say or do though, she already had a mouthful of penis, and not long after her
flower was coated she was treated to a similar spurt in her mouth. The owner of this penis pulled her ponytail cruelly towards him and **** his penis all the way into her mouth and part of the way down her throat. She could not believe it! Her eyes filled with water and her mouth and throat were coated in his cream. As she recovered, she realized the penis in her flower had been replaced and she was starting again. Oh no! she thought. This was going to take a while.
After 3 loads of penis juice were deposited in her flower and two in her mouth they were off again, leaving Maisie with her shorts round her knees, her running top over her head once more and her breasts dangling in full public view.
Later, when a dozen members of the New York fire department had cut her free of the solidified cement and helped her home, Maisie resolved to not be such a greenwood and let herself get into these situations again. It was all her own fault and she would not be such a dimwit again.
It was almost like the time with the “SPANK ME!” note someone had stuck to the back of her gym skirt towards the end of school. She had spent all afternoon being passed from one lap to the other in the football locker room as the whole team played the prank out on her ass! She had not been able to sit down for a week after that one!
What's next?
Maisie's mishaps and misadventures.
Accidental Bondage Fun
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