The Cost of Freedom

The greasy bum loomed over the helpless girl and said, "Alright missy. If I let you go, you've gotta give me somethin' in return. Got it?"

"Yes! Yes! I'll do whatever oh want if you set me free!", she shouted frantically. The old man nodded and took his sweet time undoing Jamie's bonds, admiring her delicious form as he untied the ropes. When he finished, she stood up and took one look at the filthy hobo before turning around and sprinted down the alley way. There was no way she was going to let that man have his way with her and she laughed as she dashed past the piles of garbage. Not looking where she was going, Jamie tripped on a lone tin can and smacked into the ground below, knocking herself out cold. The bum had been casually watching and now sauntered over to the **** teen, starring down the naked body laying before him. He grabbed her midsection and slung her over the stained shoulder of his trench coat and walked back down the alley.

A few hours later, Jamie awoke outside a filthy garbage hut under some bridge. The greasy old bum emerged from his home, naked and guzzling down an unmarked bottle of ****. Jamie had turned around and was shocked by the sight of him; he had a big potbelly and grey hairs covered his chest, stomach and back. He looked slimey and brown with some kind of sludge smeared all over him, and his hairy balls and unwashed, uncircumsed pecker slumped down between his legs. Fear froze her in place as he finished his bottle, tossed it aside, and burped before speaking, "Ya know, I was just going to ask for some money. But then ya ran and that hurt my feelings. So! I thought you needed to be taught a lesson..."

"No!", she screamed in response then stood up to run but fell back onto her hands and knees and tried to scramble away. Two greasy palms came down upon her calves and she was dragged closer to the man.

"Not so fast!" He held her down with one hand while the other grew busy fondling his balls and stocking his cock. Jamie clawed at the dirt but could not get away from his growing member. It reached its full six inches and the bum spat on it then gave it another couple of strokes to slicken it for entry. With a rough push, he entered her virgin pussy and out came a yell of pain and disgust from Jamie's maw. The hobo quickly worked himself into a pace, loudly thrusting his hips into her backside, belly slamming to her with his the rhythm of his cock.

All Jamie could do was cringe as the filthy bridge dwelling bum shoved his unclean cock into her delicate hole over and over, gripping her ass with his dirty nails. An aged dog wandered onto the scene and began licking her face, spreading its slobber all over. The old man spoke up over the slapping of skin against skin, "It looks like Chester likes you!" Jamie did her best to lean her head away from the elderly mutt but it's tongue was hard to escape. Eventually the dog left her alone after filling her nostrils with its disgusting breath for several more minutes, which was a welcome change from the smell of the man currently inside her.

The hobo spoke up again after his companion had left to go lie down for the night, "Oh boy, here she comes..." With that he picked up the pace and pounded Jamie even harder and faster. By now, the pleasure had actually begun to build up past the disgust much to Jamie's dismay. She could feel his prick pulsating then slide out of her only to reenter through her asshole to which she let out a shriek. The bum gave a few more thrusts and started spurting his seed into her rear which in turn made her orgasm with him. A slap accompanied each shot of cum past her anus until he pulled out and stood before the girl.

Jamie lay in the dirt coming down from her orgasm as the disfuntional dick above her continued to spurt out the occasional rope of cum not her butt and back. She pushed her self up to her kneesand turned around only to get another yellowish rope of hobo jizzto hit her in the eye. Her hand did the best it could to clean off her eye as the old man standing in front of her burped and rubbed his belly. He seemed groggy and must have started falling asleep with the first jet of jizz; his hairy legs carried him back to his hut and Jamie's open eye got to see him scratch his ass all the way.

Jamie stood up after regaining full sight and felt shame wash over her as the realization that she had just came from the **** sex with a filthy bum living under a bridge. Something inside of her made her feel pleasure from being put in that situation. Did she turkey like being dominated by him? Would similar situations bring her such forgein and unwanted yet overwhelming pleasure? That didn't matter now. What did was getting back home and away from this disgusting man and avoiding any and all homeless men from now on...if she could.