Vallejo, California 1969
“Do you think it’s a good idea to be out here, Bucky?” Cindy said, shivering a little before cuddling closer to Buck in the backseat of his Chevy Impala and looking around nervously.
“Relax, babe, it’s fine, nothing’s going to happen,” Buck replied smirking a little before resuming his awkward tit groping and sloppy kissing.
Their car windows were steaming up, as Buck pushed her down in the backseat of the car and climbed on top of her kissing her harder than he ever had before, tongues thrashing and twirling hot and wet.
Cindy felt sticky and lewd with excitement. Maybe tonight was going to be the night to finally give in to all of a boy’s constant demands. After all, a girl has to lose it at some time and right now felt just right.
She almost forgot about the danger of the situation. Something more terrifying than getting pregnant and ending up as a secretary.
There had been couples murdered in the area who were doing the exact same thing that they were doing right now.
She was about to push Buck off her and ask him to take her home or to someplace a little less secluded when she noticed a flashlight and before she could utter a word the door was ripped open and Buck was pulled and tossed roughly off of her hitting the ground with a thud.
“Jesus Christ, can’t a guy get a little bit of tit in peace!” Buck shouted angrily.
“Bbbuuuck… I don’t think this guy is playing ’round,” Cindy stammered and tried to pull herself deeper into the seat cushions as if that was going to save her.
She couldn’t see his face. She was completely blinded by the bright light shining in her eyes that left her feeling like a deer in the headlights.
As if in a reply the intruder momentarily took the light off of Cindy and shined it on himself. In his hand, he held a gun but even more disturbing than his gun was his mask. It was a simple burlap bag with eyeholes poked through and tied tightly with a bit of rope around the neck.
“This is bullshit,” Buck muttered still sitting on the ground.
The masked terror turned and looked at Buck. “You stay where you are in the dirt where you belong. You, out of the car,” he said directing himself to Cindy.
Cindy’s legs were wobbling. She could hardly bring herself to crawl out of the car. Terror and dread filled her entire body and made her feel weak and heavy at the same time. Slowly she managed, nearly falling on her face.
The man laughed at her plight as she wobbled drunkenly and leaned against the car. “Careful now, I wouldn’t want you falling and hurting that pretty face,” he said bringing his gun hand up to caress and run across her lips before pushing it into her mouth and slowly sliding it in and out fucking her mouth with the gun.
Cindy could taste the cold bitter metal against her tongue as she let him fuck her mouth with the barrel, tensing up and trying not to choke as it hit the back of her throat before he finally removed it leaving her gasping for air.
“Good girl. That wasn’t so bad, was it? There are other places it could have gone, after all.” Cindy felt like she could faint.
“Now that you’ve given my gun some action let’s see what else you can do,” he said.
Cindy felt his strong hands on her shoulders as he turned her around and pushed her face down onto the cold hard steel of the car.
“Watch this and enjoy it because it’s as close as you’ll ever get it to fucking her, Bucky boy.”
Cindy knew she could try to run. In fact aside from the danger of the gun, she wasn’t sure why she wasn’t. All she really had to do was outrun Buck and make it to the highway and she’d be safe.
But as the stranger’s fingers groped and explored her, his fingers slowly trailing up her legs she instantly felt her body betraying her and responding in ways she had never felt before.
Her mind felt like a hot wax melt dizzy and intoxicated pupils dilating with hunger and an overflow of pent up lust.
An instant hot rush of juices flooded her thin cotton panties as his fingers trailed closer before finally making contact. His fingers were stronger and coarser than Buck’s. They were the fingers of an experienced man.
His fingers stroked and caressed the damp patch before he turned to Buck again. “Looks like your girlfriend wants it. I bet she’s never gotten this wet for you,” he said with a chuckle before sliding his fingers under her panties to run across her flooding slit. Only stopping to walk over to Buck.
“Open your mouth,” the mask ordered his voice thick with authority.
Cindy could hear the sounds of Buck slurping. “Mmmm, yeah, boy, isn’t that delicious?
“That’s what you’ve been missing. I bet you wish you were me. I’d never let myself miss out on pussy that good,” followed by the sounds of Buck’s grumbling and indistinct whining.
This only turned Cindy on, even more. She could feel electrical tingles flooding through her body and all the way to her cunt.
‘It looks like this would be the night after all for losing my cherry,’ she thought to herself with a smirk that was thankfully hidden by the dark. Not that it mattered.
The masked man moved up behind her again. “Your boyfriend’s jealous. I think he wishes it was him who was bent over the car instead,” he said followed by another chuckle.
Although Cindy knew the man was just playing with them like a cat would with a couple of mice that thought ran through her head and she found herself curious.
Cindy watched as he set his gun on the roof of the car. If ever there was an opportune time to run it was now, but there was nothing she wanted more than to feel the pleasures of his raw cock penetrating her.
He must have lifted the mask slightly because she could feel his scruffy beard scratching against the back of her neck his breath hot as he kissed and gently bit and nipped at her flesh before whispering gruffly in her ear, “No one ever forgets their first.”
He pulled her panties roughly off of her with a loud ripping sound before quickly plunging his throbbing fat cock deep inside of her hot virgin cunt with one hard thrust.
She could feel her hymen being torn to shreds as he buried himself balls deep inside of her dripping cunt.
Cindy’s moans were loud yelps of pain and pleasure and he hammered away inside of her punching deep inside her womb.
“This is the tightest cunt, I’ve ever felt.” he groaned in between hard merciless fucks.
His words echoed in her head and left her feeling proud, as her muscles clenched tighter around him like a hot wet vice ready to milk every last drop of this stranger’s thick cum.
“Oh, fuck… baby,” he grunted pushing harder, his hands on her tits mauling them as he ravaged her needy cunt.
His breathing was growing louder, voice getting hoarse as his cock pummeled in and out, with loud wet squelching sounds and the scent of arousal filled the crisp night air.
Cindy felt herself pushing and grinding back into him, her cunt grasping and hungry for every inch of the stranger’s thick cock meat.
“Cum on my cock… come on, baby, I want to feel you squirt.”
As if by command, Cindy felt her cunt tensing up and sharp pain in her lower abdomen as she began to shake and squirt her juices raining down on him.
The masked man was grunting louder now and shoving in harder and harder making the car rock back and forth with their weight.
She could feel his meaty cock hot and pulsating inside of her as he painted her womb with his thick gooey cum.
He held onto her tightly for a minute, their bodies heaving and writhing, as the pleasure continued to hit like a tidal wave, before whispering again, “Don’t worry, your real boyfriend didn’t miss a thing. Think I might even have to return for seconds someday,” he said before tapping his knuckles on the trunk of the car with a long loud earth-shattering laugh.
Cindy’s heart nearly jumped out of her chest through her mouth.
Before she could say anything, he zipped up and walked into the woods vanishing into the shadows.
She heard Buck come walking over. A Look of annoyed indifference was on his face. “Mike, you promised me a case of beer and twenty dollars to play make believe boyfriend and to watch you deflower your girlfriend, you asshole!” Buck said yelling after him.
Cindy’s head was spinning at what just happened and she began sputtering, “Buck, that wasn’t Mike.”
He rolled his eyes before replying, “Okay, enough is enough. I agreed to go along with your weirdo virginity plan because I wanted to grope your tits and I wanted to make some money on the side but seriously you and Mike are taking this way too far, Why couldn’t he just take you out here and fuck you like a normal guy…” Buck rambled on clearly not understanding any of what just transpired.
Cindy felt a sinking feeling of dread wash over her, real dread as she remembered the way he tapped his hand against the trunk just before vanishing into the forest shadows.
Slowly she lifted the heavy trunk and her mouth felt a silent scream fill it.
Sitting next to Mike’s football helmet and a set of blood-soaked algebra books along with a hockey mask was Mike’s severed head. His eyes staring at Cindy with a shocked expression of horror on his face.
