Carnal desires

What she saw there made the former actress' heart skip a beat. To call this obscenity from mounds of flesh a human would be an insult to all mankind.

Whatever it was, it didn't seem to bother to cover the gray-flecked, pustular skin with anything at all. While the sickening odour of decades-old sweat, dried semen and other excrement swept over her, Alexandra was glad that the small rear-view mirror couldn't capture the full scene of horror that was beginning to unfold in the back of the ambulance.

Since the opening of the tailgate, she had unconsciously held her breath, a reflex for which she was extremely grateful, since the stench was already burning tears into her eyes. In sheer panic, unable to take her eyes off the figure in the mirror, her pulse seemed slowly to calm down again. Whatever that thing was doing there, seemingly swaying awkwardly in the box body, it didn't appear to be looking for Alex right now. Instead, rubble appeared to be moved back and forth and for a split second, the woman saw a greasy mattress that must have been leaning against the wall and now fell to the ground. Instinctively, Alexandra's gaze slid there too, and she realized that she could peek through a gaping hole under the remaining seat onto the loading area of the ambulance. A realization that she would have liked to deny herself, as she only saw more of the disgusting mass of flesh that had apparently set up a kind of resting place back there.

But while she still hoped that the creature would please not lie down, Alex had a hard time deciding which she was more afraid of, that the creature might discover her or that she would inevitably see its phiz, her view was freed to that what made the pretty woman finally doubt her sanity.

Outside the still open door stood a slut.

Alex was momentarily shocked at this thought. Sure, she grew up relatively sheltered in New York's Upper East Side but wouldn't necessarily describe herself as prudish or escapist. She was well aware of the affects her body could have on men and occasionally enjoyed playing with her charms in her own innocent way. But it was above all her manner, her contagious cheerfulness and friendly charisma, which she had retained despite the acting business, which ensured that she only very rarely got into such escalations in which this description of a woman would have come to her mind.

But what she saw there, the figure just peeling off her shabby trench coat, was the manifestation of a slut if there ever was one.

Her body was gaunt and despite the fact that it was covered in cheap tattoos, welts new and old, it couldn't hide the fact that she must have once been a real beauty. Something in her posture and the contours of her face gave it away. But that was all there was to say about it. One side of her face was marred by a massive ace of spades tattoo. Hair was partly shaved off, fell out or knotted and stained from years of neglect. Her probably once taut breasts sagged and were covered with bite marks. Her skin was grimy, only occasionally revealing what might once have passed as caramel in the dim light of the backyard. She was probably a native Latina, but whatever was given of her past, the street had taken it from her.

This slut now climbed into the ambulance and as much as Alexandra wished she couldn't have it, it was all too obvious that the two creatures, just an arm's length from a once multimillionaire starlet, were about to ravage each other.

Alexandra felt nauseous and **** her eyes to close, knowing that if she was discovered it would end in disaster. No matter how messed up they might be, if Alex vomited that close to them, they would have noticed.

So, the young woman tried to quietly sink into the garbage surrounding her while trying to shut off her own senses.

'Hear nothing, feel nothing, see nothing. Go to your secret place. Think of the beautiful days at the beach, back then with Morgan...'

But then they started. The monster attacked his whore like a **** of nature. The entire ambulance shook under each of its bumps and undeniably penetrated a constant, suffocating noise in Alexandra's mind.

"Grhlg... Grhlg... Grhlg... Grhlg..." as if someone already drowning was about to be fisted in the throat again and again. Without consciously deciding to do so, the frightened brunette opened her eyelids.

The view of her bright blue eyes fell directly on the rear-view mirror and the grotesque spectacle that loomed in it.

The thing held the woman tightly in the hair that was left to her. Her face pressed into the sweaty bulges of his fat belly, which enfolded her features like a mushy mass. Saliva and other liquids gushed in streams from between their bodies whenever it gave them the chance, while it pushed the slut's head back and forth on its cock like a hated toy.

Snot and drool ran out of her nose and mouth while her body desperately tried its best to somehow make the brutal skull fuck more comfortable for her. Even if that word seemed insanely out of place.

Alex couldn't take it and looked away, right at the hole in the wall that made her see the spectacle from a different angle.

On the greasy mattress she could see the dirty feet of one and the kneeling legs and lap of the woman. Her skin gleamed wetly in the dim light, soaked in both their saliva, sweat and rising bodily fluids.

But what made Alexandra gasp in disbelief was the realization that the woman was rubbing her vagina madly while her face was being abused by the monster.

With partly two, partly three fingers, she penetrated herself hard and her squirting juices left no doubt how much she lost herself in this ****.

Even when the creature pressed her tightly into his pustulous body. Took all her breath away, while her movements became more spasmodic, in the **** effort not to slide over into eternal darkness, she held a few fingers firmly pressed into her foaming horny cunt.

The starlet was stunned. How could a woman so willingly give in to such **** of everything to do with respect, love, and reason? Feeling pleasure in being abused by something that Alexandra could hardly bear to be around? This is madness! She closed her lids again, clenching them in the desire to undo it all.

This time it wasn't an attempt to flee to a better place, but pure desperation to ignore this world, not wanting to accept it. While the noises of the woman became more and more spasmodic.

"Grrrllghhh... Pffftthh… prfff…” She choked there right next to her, but there was no way Alex could have intervened in any way.

But finally the abomination barked in a loud, guttural sound and let go of its fucktoy.

****, she slowly slid off his cock, it pumped heavy, stinky sperm into her throat and onto her body with the last thrusts as she slid to the floor.

Despite knowing better Alex opened her eyes again, saw how the viscous yellow liquid was clearly visible on the black of the ace of spades tattoo in the face of the fucked and ran over her sluggishly hanging tongue from her mouth. Just the fluttering bubbles at her nostrils indicated that the slut was still breathing.

Then fleshy fingers grabbed the woman's hair again and pulled her up. It was far from finished with torturing both of them.