A dangerous game

"Oh God! We've got to stop!" she whispered to him as she heard the distant chatter of people walking through the parking lot. He grinned as he slid his thick cock back into her. She quivered beneath him, a whimper escaping her as her cunt gripped him. He smiled, and shook his head. She stared up at him, wondering if he was insane. He brought a finger to his lip in the "shh" position as he slid it back and forth. Faye pushed against him chest, but there was no way she was going to be able to get him off of her. Not knowing what else to do, she pulled her hoodie up over her distinctive red hair and buried her face into his shoulder. When he pushed back in, she heard the old truck axle squeak just as a college girl on her phone walked by the side of the truck. Faye could only see the girl's head as she walked by, too immersed in gossip to notice. He held himself inside of her, his massive penis throbbing as her her body gushed upon it.

He was clearly enjoying himself as he drew it back out excruciatingly slowly before sliding it back into her as they listened to the girl's voice trail off. The droplets of her sexual fluid that fell from his grinding cock sounded like bombs going off to her as she watched a bird fly overhead. Faye's mouth hung open as he carefully penetrated her again and again as men and women walked by the truck, unable to see over the tall sidewalls of the truckbed. She couldn't help herself. She found herself pulling on his shoulders as her eyes fluttered.

She looked up at this old man with his bald head and bushy gray mustache as he held his breath, driving his pulsing cock slowly into her. Faye smiled as he gritted his teeth. His long, slow thrusts sped up as less and less voices filled her ears. She laughed silently at the situation, leaning up to press her lips against to stifle the first little grunts of his orgasm.

It was then she saw him. He wore a dark blue hoodie and couldn't have been much older than her, and he had his cellphone recording them. She buried her face back into Mr Jefferson's chest, blushing badly as he recorded the old man picking up speed. She kept silent as he walked around the edge of the truck in an attempt to get more of her in the shot. Faye whimpered into Buddy's chest as the axle started to squeak. Suddenly, he slammed into her fast and hard, bouncing her legs as he violently penetrated her. Her body betrayed her as her eyes clamped shut, her muffled moans lost in his mouth as he savagely kissed her. Faye's eyes looked back over to the student recording them, knowing that this was going on the internet tonight, and for the moment she didn't care. She pulled her knees up just as Buddy slid his cock out of her, erupting onto her pale, smooth body in a great blast before he slid it back into her to unload in her quivering womb. Faye slid her fingers down to her clit, shamelessly rubbing it as his cock sawed in and out her.

"Miss, you need to get to class." Buddy said, sitting back on his feet as he drew his spent member from her body. "And you, you little piece of shit, you'll be deleting that or you'll be cleaning her up with your tongue," he said to the kid recording them. Faye looked over as sighed with a gentle, silent orgasm washing over her.

"C..can I?" he asked with a quivering voice. Faye laughed at Buddy's shocked expression.

"Get the fuck out of here, ya fuckin' weirdo!" he said, stuffing his cock back into his pants quickly. The student blushed badly, and tore off at a flat sprint. Faye laughed again, rubbing her hands on Buddy's chest. "Jesus!" he said in disbelief. She patted his shoulders, was thankful that most of his semen was on her ivory white breasts and abdomen instead of leaking from inside her. She slid from beneath him, quickly zipped up her hoodie and pulled on her yoga pants, and hopped out of the truck. She waved at the befuddled man as she walked quickly to class, his jism still running down her body under the loose fitting fabric.

She slid into class just before the teacher started lecturing, a subtle smile on her face even as the cum started to show through the cloth of her hoodie. Her classmates were taking notes, ignoring her as she sat there and tried to pay attention. She was a little worried that the punk would upload the video to some porn site, but aside from her eyes, he didn't really have a clear view of any distinguishing features. At least, that is what she hoped.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket. She slid it out and saw she had a text message from Ronnie. She sighed and opened it. "U R on the internet." it said with a link. Faye couldn't believe it was that fast, or that Ronnie had found it so quickly. She held her breath as she clicked the link, terrified of what she was going to see. Her brother spent hours a night surfing porn. Sooner or later, he might stumble onto something she really didn't want him to see...