The Night

Emma was ready to lock up for the night when the telephone rang, she quickly put the keys on the counter and picked up the phone, but no one was on the other line. Emma hung up the phone, and when she turned around, there were four men stand right behind her. The first man had a shotgun, the second was wearing a cowboy hat, the third had a striped shirt on, and the last one was fat.

"I'm sorry but we're closed."

"I'm Bob. My boys and I are hungry, momma." The one wearing the cowboy hat said.

"We have no more food, and if we did, the cook has gone home," Emma said as she slowly backed away behind the counter.

The one in strips started walking towards her, and the fat one jump over the counter and stood behind her so she couldn't move anymore.

"Please leave! Take the money and please leave." She cried.

The fat one grabbed hold of Emma around the chest.

"Please don't." She pleaded.

The stripped one grabbed her legs, and they both carried Emma into the back room. She struggled to try to break free from their grips, and she screamed with all her might for help.

"Fred shut her mouth," Bob yelled.

Fred (the striped one) let go of her legs and quickly stuffed a cloth into her mouth,

Bob watched the two have their fun as the gunman broke open the cash register and began to stuff the money into his pants pockets.

Fred ripped the top of her dress opens revealing her white bra. Emma moaned in terror as the fat one laid her onto the floor and he pinned her arms to the floor. Fred pulled his pants down just below his butt, revealing his cock to Emma. He got down on his knees and ripped Emma's bra right off her chest, which revealed her huge breasts. Emma managed to kick Fred right in the face.

"You whore." Fred yelled as he slapped her across the face, leaving her too stunned to struggle, all she could do was moan in protest. He ripped open the rest of Emma's dress, and ripped off her panties, leaving Emma completely exposed in the front. Her shaved pussy and breasts were out for these four men to see.

Fred wasted no time. With one thrust he pushed his erect cock all the way into Emma's vagina. She let out a horrid scream through the cloth, as Fred thrust in and out of her. Emma gave up, she didn't struggle or cry out anymore. He continued to thrust into her pussy for about 10 minutes, but before he could have an orgasm, the gunman pulled him off of her.

"What the fuck, Frank," Fred yelled as they both began to fight each other.

As both of them fought, the fat took the opportunity to fuck her himself. As he let her go, Emma didn't even try to escape, because she thought there was no use fighting. He pulled his pants down and began to fuck her. He fucked her long and hard. 30 minutes had passed, as Emma felt him stop and his cock erupted shooting load after loads of cum into her cervix.

"Do you want a turn Bob?" the gunman asked, as he got up and pulled his pants back up.

"No, I don't feel like fucking tonight," Bob answered.

Frank and Fred finally stopped fighting, realizing that they had more than enough time for both of them to **** Emma.

Fred with his pants once again around his ankle, entered Emma's pussy once more, to finish what he had started. He thrust into and out of Emma multipul times before he started to play with her tits. Fred squeezed, licked, and sucked on her huge breasts. He then stuck his tongue down her through and began to french kiss her, as he continued to fuck her hard.

Fred quickly pulled his cock out of her vagina, stood up, and then he shot load after loads of his cum onto Emma's legs, thighs, stomach, breasts, and face. After he was done, he walked away, which gave Frank the opportunity to have his turn to **** this young beautiful blonde woman.

Frank, pulled every single piece of his clothing off so that he would feel more skin on skin contact. He decided to do something different to her that the others didn't, he grabbed hold of her and he flipped her onto her stomach, then he **** her onto her hands and knee. He was going to fuck her doggy style. As he pushed his cock into Emma's pussy, he laid on her back and held her by her breasts, using them as handles. Every time he thursted he pulled back o her tits, so he could get his cock into her even deeper than the others. Emma felt her body starting to go against her as she let out a little moan of pleasure.

"I think she is starting to like it," Frank said to the others.

Frank really picked up the pace. He wanted to make her have an orgasm before he had his. He would love to brag to his friends that he was the only one to make have an orgasm and he could hold it over them for the rest of their life. Fran thought to himself.

After about 1 hour of **** ****, Emma let out a scream of pleasure, and could take it no more, she immediately started to squirt cum, up against his penis, and it dripped out of her pussy, down her thighs.

Once he finally managed to make Emma have an orgasm, he had his own orgasm. He only shot one load of cum into her vagina, when he pulled out. Emma thought it was weird that he only shot one load of cum, since he had been fucking her for so long. But as she finished her thought, she found out that he was holding back, when all of the sudden he started to shot load after loads of cum, all over her back. When Emma thought he was done, she was surprised when he shot so much more cum. There was some much come covering her back that it looked like she was wearing a white sweater, some cum even managed to drip down her butt crack.

After he was finished he kicked Emma down to the floor. As Emma looked up, all four of the men were standing around her looking down at her, laughing.