Using Bella CH 3 – [F19 & M36 & M50] [Blowjob][Straight Sex][Public sex][Age gap][Light Degradation/Coercion/Dubious Consent/Sleep NC]

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Scott looks over her unconscious body, a little content smile on her face, her nipples hard on her perky little tits, her flat, tan belly, and her still glistening shaved pussy. “Let the fun begin.” he thinks to himself. He gets out and makes his way over to the passenger side, waving his boss over to help. Taking a quick look around to make sure the coast is clear, he opens the door. His boss walks over, his mouth agape.

“Is she ok?” Jay asks.

“She’s fine, just in a cum coma. Help me get her inside and you can take your turn first.” Scott tells him. Scott grabs her hands and gently pulls her out of the van as Jay catches her ankles. They carry her towards the already propped open door, Jay ogling her body the entire way. They sit her against the stack of drywall for the time being while they figure things out. “I don’t know how long she’ll be out, you want to just set her up on a pile of drywall and fuck her until she comes to?” he asks Ja

“That sounds fucking great.” Jay responds.

They grab a drywall cart and begin removing sheets of drywall from the stack until it’s the perfect height. Scott grabs her under her armpits, picks her up, and bends her over the stack of drywall, leaving her at the perfect height for Jay to fuck her unconscious body from behind while he stands. Scott grabs a folding chair and sits a bit away as Jay gets his dick out. He slides the head of his hard dick against her lips up and down, spreading some of her lingering wetness on his cock before pushing it into her. “Damn she so tight and wet already, fuck.” Jay exclaims. He begins fucking her roughly, her body shaking on the drywall, sometimes he leans down to roll her over a bit and play with her tits. After a few minutes, Jay lets out in between thrusts, “She’s so fucking tight, I don’t think I’m going to last very long.”

“Give her ass a slap, I want her to be awake when you cum in her.” Scott tells him.

She gasps at the sharp pain on her ass cheek, her consciousness slowing returning, as the slap echoes off the concrete. Her gasp quickly changes to a moan as her brain becomes more and more aware of the cock pounding her pussy. She keeps her eyes closed as she enjoys the feeling of the hard cock thrusting in and out of her sopping wetness. The impact of his hips against her ass jostles her whole body. She smiles and lets out another moan as he pumps in and out of her faster. She feels pain blend into the pleasure where her hip bones are rubbing whatever she is bent over and laying on. She tries to wriggle and stand up a bit to get more comfortable but realizes her shoes can’t find the ground. A low moan involuntarily slips out of her mouth as she feels his thrusts get more rough, as if he is starting to lose a bit of his control. She can already feel spots that will probably bruise from bouncing off of the hard surface she is on. She lets out a long drawn out moan as his cock hits just the right spot a few times. In another attempt to steady herself, she flings her arms forward, finding an edge, her hands try to get a decent grip. The pain of the hard surface fades into the background as she feels an orgasm building in spite of his wild thrusts. Each thrust brings her closer and she lets out a quivering, “Ffffffuuuckkkk, I’m getting close.”

“Oh fuck, I forgot how wet you young sluts get when you fuck them hard.” she hears in reply, but it’s a voice she isn’t familiar with. Immediately she is confused. She tries to recognize the voice, and the confusion momentarily keeps her from cumming. Befuddled, she opens her eyes and the first thing she sees is someone sitting in the shadows in front of her. She takes it all in for a second, the clearly unfinished building, the stack of drywall under her, and the mall parking lot lights shining outside the windows. Her eyes dart back to mystery man, his features are barely visible in the dim light of the battery light on the floor, but she’s thinks it has to be Scott. “What the fuck?” she says as she turns her head to see who’s fucking her. Just when her eyes land on his face, he grimaces; he lets out a grunting “Fuck”, and she feels the warmth of his cum spreading inside her with each pulse of his cock. His final thrust, pushing deep inside, sends her over the edge and she cums on his dick. Her clenching almost pushes him out but he pushes back deep into her as another spurt of his cum fills her. She trembles on the hard surface as her orgasm continues to wash over her now bruised body. Her eyes close once more while she pants against the sheet of drywall, exhaustion beginning to set in. A sense of disappointing emptiness comes over her when he pulls his still dripping cock out, and she feels him wipe the remaining cum on her butt cheek. She enjoys the feeling for a second before she jumps a bit when he gives her ass another hard slap.

Watching her slide off the drywall stack and back on to her feet, he can see her wince as she stands up, Scott stands up and asks his boss, “What I tell you? Even better then seeing her pictures, isn’t it?”

“You weren’t kidding, what a perfect cum dumpster, so fucking wet and tight. Thanks, I needed that, what with the wife being sick for the last week. I don’t know where dumb sluts like her were when I was young, but Jesus. When I was her age, chicks made you wait eight fucking months just to feel a tit.” the older man says while he zips up his fly. As he walks by her, he reaches out and gives her still hard, pink nipple a little tweak.

She winces slightly at his rough squeeze and takes a step back. She watches the older guy walk over to Scott. The older guy is skinny, but a few inches shorter then Scott, with graying, unkempt hair and stubble on his face. Wearing carpenter pants and a high visibility jacket, the older guy looks every bit a construction worker, as does Scott. Scott is in similar khaki carpenter looking pants and a high visibility t-shirt. She does notice he looks taller then he has before, and decides it’s probably because he’s wearing working boots. She crosses her arms and stares at them, listening to their conversation.

“Pay up Jay.” Scott says to him, raising a hand expectantly.

“I really thought you were bullshitting me man, stupid fucking sluts these days. Never would have thought I’d get to fuck a teenager again.” Jay says, pulling out his wallet.

“It really must have been awhile for him.” she thought, as she felt a lot of cum beginning to run down the inside of her thigh. Without thinking, her hand moves down and catches the drip. Sliding her hand up, she gets as much of the cum as she can, wiping some of it on her wet lips and clit, before bringing it up to her mouth. Slipping all four fingers in her mouth, her eye lids droop with pleasure while she savors the taste of his still warm cum. She realizes they are both watching her, which snaps her out of her trance. She can feel her face burning, and she yanks her hand out of her mouth, looking down in shame at what they had seen her do.

“Jesus man, look at her. Goddamn does she like cum, next time I’ll have to make sure I finish in her mouth or on her face. Don’t let her out of your sight or she’ll end up on some other guy’s dick.” Jay says before turning back to Scott. “Well you won the bet, fair and square, but I feel like the real winner.” Jay says, laughing.

A smile forms on her face at the thought of him finishing on her face as she watches the older guy, Jay, hand Scott a twenty before turning to her, “It was a real treat using you. Don’t be shy, you come by and I’ll fill you up again.” he says, winking at her. She takes a step back but he turns and walks away into the darkness. She hears a door slam shut and wonders what’s next.

“I’m surprised you were out as long as you were. We had time to carry you in, get everything set up, and throw you up there. He must have been fucking you for a good five minutes before I told him to slap your ass. Of course I wasn’t surprised when you woke up and just enjoyed him fucking you. Such a whore, no care about where you are or how you got there. Not even a whore, whores get paid. Just a dumb, cum loving slut. I bet you would drink it out of a glass if someone handed you one, not even questioning where it came from.” He walks towards her as he’s talking, watching her slowly step away from him before she backs into an unfinished wall. “Careful,” he says, “If you don’t watch where you are walking, you are going to get hurt.” Walking up to her now that she can’t back away anymore, he grabs her by the shoulder, and begins directing her to a different area of the building.

Her body trembles as she walks in front of him, not knowing where they are going. She can feel every rough callus on his hand that grasps her shoulder. Her legs feel a bit wobbly between the heels she is wearing and her recent orgasms. They walk down a hallway before stopping at what appears to be a metal ladder attached to the wall. Confused, she turns towards him, “What is this?” she asks him.

“Are you serious? It’s a ladder, jesus are you dumb. You climb up it, do you need me to show you how? You better thank god every day that you are hot and men want to use your holes, otherwise you’d be useless.” he barks back at her, his contempt dripping from his every word. He gives her already hand printed ass another slap, “Up.” he orders her.

She can feel cool air flowing down from the top of the ladder, a faint orange glow visible at the top. The metal rungs pull the heat out of her hands and feet as she begins climbing up. The ladder is only about twenty feet high, but the height feels taller to her with each step. The shoes make the climb even more frightening, but she doesn’t want to disappoint Scott anymore. Goosebumps begin to cover her skin, both from the cool air and her nervousness at climbing. She reaches the top, and seeing the top hatch already open, she stops. Looking back down at Scott waiting at the bottom of the ladder, she waits for a second.

“All the way up and out on to the roof, let’s go.” he says impatiently, while waving his hands in an attempt to keep her moving. He can see she finally gets the idea and hoists herself over the lip and out of sight. He quickly climbs up the ladder and out on to the roof next to her. He watches her look around at the view, her body shaking a bit, whether its from excitement or the chill, he doesn’t know.

She can see all of the mall parking lot and some of the mall. The sense of being outside and in the open causes her to instinctively attempt to cover herself with her hands. She panics a little bit more when she notices cars driving around the nearby parking lots. She realizes she probably isn’t visible, except for maybe her head, because of the knee wall running the perimeter of the roof. But it was difficult for her to trust that idea with the open sky above her and the feeling of the breeze chilling her naked body. She feels the vibrations of Scott’s steps coming toward her. She struggles to maintain her balance while turning back to him, the heels on the soft rubber roof making for unsteady footing. She looks at him, his face looking a bit odd in the amber light that shines up from the parking lot lights. A shiver of anticipation runs through her body as he runs the back of his hand up her skin, starting on her flat stomach, slowly up her goosebumped skin, to her pink nipple. She exhales slowly while he rolls her nipple between his fingers. She can feel the wetness mixing with the cum between her legs as his other hand caresses the side of her face, his thumb running across her lips before pushing into her mouth. She closes her eyes and sucks on his thumb, running her tongue all over it’s rough surface. She feels a bit of disappointment when his hand falls away from her nipple but continues sucking his thumb like her life depends on it. But that too is taken from her, and she opens her eyes and looks at him with a pout. A car horn in the distance causes her to turn her head and distracts her for a second, breaking her train of thought. Looking back at him, she watches him walk over by the knee wall and stare at her for a long minute before he says, “Well? What the fuck are you waiting for?” She looks at him blankly, completely lost for a moment.

“Suck. My. Dick.” he orders, clearly annoyed at having to spell it out. “Do I have to tell you to do everything? What’s next, you going to forget to breathe if I don’t remind you?” he barks at her while she slowly attempts to walk over to him. He watches her flail and loose balance just before she gets to him, falling against him and sliding down him to her knees. “God, you are a mess, you ever wear heels before? You’re lucky you just have to be there so the guys can do all the work fucking you. It’s all you can do to barely keep it together while laying there being railed.” He grabs her by the hair and pulls her face up, “Do it right or I’ll leave you up here all night.” Leaning his butt back against the knee wall, he rests his hand on the edge, and waits expectantly.

She struggles to undo his belt, her face red from the humiliation of falling in the shoes that he requested she wear. Her cold fingers continue to attempt to undo his belt before he swats them away and undoes the belt, button, and zipper himself. “Jesus, you dumb slut, I don’t even know why I bother.” he mumbles under his breath. She hangs her head, her face hot with embarrassment.

“Well? You want me to suck it too?” he asks in an annoyed tone at her down turned face. He watches her as she finally brings her hands up and grabs his dick with one and his balls with the other. He jumps slightly at how cold her hands are, his balls almost immediately tightening up. Grabbing her wrists, he yelps ,“Holy shit your hands are cold, just use your mouth. Fuck.” He watches her head come up and her mouth open around the tip of his partially hard dick. He closes his eyes but holds onto her wrists as she takes most of his cock into her warm, wet mouth.

She runs her tongue around his dick, doing everything she can without her hands. After a long moment, she can feel her reward as his dick grows in her mouth. As his now hardening cock pushes into the back of her mouth and into her throat, she begins slowly bobbing her head up and down. She only makes a few strokes though before he begins pulling her up by her wrists. She stretches down against his pull to get one more taste, gagging slightly when the tip of his now rock hard dick hits the back of her throat, before he pulls her up, her lips slipping off with an audible “pop”. Staring longingly at his glistening dick, she feels him direct her towards the wall, his strong hands now around her waist, keeping her from falling again as she takes a few steps in the heels. He turns her around to face him, and she feels a surge of panic when he lifts her up towards the wall like she weighs nothing. She can easily make out the ground below in the amber parking lot lights, increasing her panic before he sets her down on the knee wall. The cool concrete is rough against her skin, but the cold soothes her very red and probably bruised ass. She yelps in surprise when he jerks her towards him, perching her precariously on the edge of the wall, her hands dropping down to steady herself. Her yelp quickly fades when he steps closer and she feels the hot throb of his dick against her clit. One of his rough hands stays on her hip, gripping her tightly, as the other drops down. He bends his knees slightly as his hand guides him into her. She lets out a low “ooonff” as he thrusts up into her. She moans again as he slowly begins sliding down and then back up in to her, her head rolling back. She sees a passenger jet flying high overhead, and, closing her eyes, she imagines that everyone in the plane can see her getting fucked. Just the thought causes her to let out a loud moan, and she feels him begin to increase his pace. After a particularly hard thrust her eyes slam open and she feels a moment of panic as she almost loses her balance. Instinctively her legs wrap around his waist and her arms around his neck. Leaning into him she sets her head on her right bicep, resting on his shoulder. She can feel another orgasm building as he really starts laying into her, his hands rough against her hips and she can feel their strength holding her down against his thrusts.

His legs are starting to feel it, but he can also feel himself getting close. Her ragged breaths and low moans in his ear hastening his coming orgasm. He gives her his all and the strength of his thrusts cause her to cling to him a little tighter. He sees a car driving rather close to the building. It slows for a few seconds before stopping and honking it’s horn. He can clearly hear a few whistles as the windows roll down, that can only directed at them. As soon as he hears the whistles, he can feel her cum on his dick, hard. He stops and it’s all he can do to keep his dick inside her and not be pushed out by her orgasm. He can feel the convulsions spread across her body, her arms and legs clamping tight around him. The whistles and now shouts continue while she holds him tight for a long ten seconds. Finally though, he can feel her body, and more importantly her pussy, relax. He listens to her panting against his ear for a few more seconds before slipping out of her and pulling back a bit.

Her revelry is interrupted by the sudden void between her legs. She looks up, keeping her hands on his shoulders. She looks at him, confused, because she didn’t feel him cum. “Why did you stop?” she asks him.

“I felt how hard you came from knowing they could see you. Only fair if we give them a good show.” he says, with a predatory smile on his face.

She begins panicking slightly as he she feels him lift her up and down from the wall. She glances down at the car before back at him, “What? I can’t, what if they recognize me or something?” She can’t stop him as he turns her away from him and pulls her down the wall towards a small pile of something sitting next the knee wall. She continues to protest, grabbing his hands, but he doesn’t seem to care as he lifts her up and sets her onto the pile of stuff. Her footing doesn’t seem great but he doesn’t notice as he pushes her, bending her over the top of the wall. Anyone in the car can now easily see her naked body, maybe even her shaved pussy and thighs. Her stupid horny brain gets even more turned on even as she continues to protest. “They can see that I’m naked, what are you doing? What if security co….” her words are cut short by his hard dick pushing up into her. She lets out a long throaty “uuuuuuuhhhhh” as his dick hits her in just the right spot, hard. And again. And again. Over, and over, and over. The car honks again and almost immediately she can feel another orgasm building. Her whole body shaking with every thrust he makes. She can hear the clapping of him hitting against her ass echoing off the roof. She hears him grunting as he gets close, and, arching her back she looks over at the car to see two guys standing beside the open doors. The one on the driver side honks the horn again and she closes her eyes and cums again. She collapses down against the wall, her arms weak and her body shaking once more with pleasure.

He is immediately pushed out of her as he feel her body tense up again. He curses under his breath and pulls on her hips to keep her from falling over the wall. He sets her in a crumpled heap, leaning against the wall, now angry because he didn’t get to cum yet. Seeing her dumb content smile, he grabs her hair in his left hand and strokes himself with his right. Jerked out of her stupor, she looks at his dick for a second, her dazed mind unable to comprehend what is about to happen. Before she can do anything to prepare herself, his cum begins to cover her face. One spurt lands on her right eye brow, stringing down over her eye to her cheek, and the second covers her closed left eye before he sees her open her mouth and stick out her tongue. He sneers and avoids her now open mouth as much as possible. He manages to get the next spurt onto her forehead and other eye brow. He feels his orgasm fading but continues painting the rest of her face with his cum. Once he’s sure there isn’t any more left to drip on her face, he sets his dick head on her tongue and lets her mouth go to work cleaning it. He gives the “crowd” a wave while he lets her enjoy his now softening dick a for a quick moment before pulling it back and closing his pants. He grabs her by the hand, pulls her up, and directs her back to the ladder. She seems even more wobbly then before so he goes down first, so he can keep one hand on her ass to make sure her exhausted body doesn’t fall.

She can barely walk, her body exhausted from cumming so much in so short a time. She lets him guide her to the door of the building, where he hands her her coat. She takes it and goes to wipe her cum covered and closed eye, but he immediately stops her. So she just puts the coat on, feeling the big wet spot from the ride over, and stands there. He then guides her out the door and to the van, where he slaps her butt up and into the passenger side. She leans back against the seat and closes her clean eye. A smile forms on her face as she replays the evening in her mind, trying to lock every little detail in for future enjoyment. She hears and feels him get into the van and start it up. His cum cool and sticky on her face. As the van pulls away from the building, she wonders if her parents are home yet, and if she’ll have to try and avoid them seeing the state her face is in. She is thinking straight in the front door and up the stairs will be the safest plan, when she feels the van slow for some reason. Curious, she opens her good eye and looks around. She freezes as her eye lands on the car that was watching them. It’s barely 10 feet away and the van has stopped. Everything seems to be in slow motion, the car doors open, and the two guys stand up outside the car. Her window slowly goes down, and she hears Scott say, “Well say hi to your fans.” Her face feels hot and she knows it’s bright red underneath all his cum, as she jerkily waves at them, thinking about what they just watched her do and all his cum all over her eye and face.

“Hey man, is it our turn with the slut? We’ll be real gentle.” the driver of the car asks, his hand grabbing his crotch.

“Maybe next time, gentlemen, I just wanted to make sure you enjoyed the show, and that you got to see what a real cum dumpster looked like, properly treated.” Scott says to them, before rolling up the window and pulling away.

Her heart races as they leave the mall. She positions herself so she can watch him during the ride home. But his smiles fades away from her sight as the vibrations of the van and her exhaustion catches up with her. Before she knows it, he is shaking her awake. “Get out you dumb bitch, I got shit to do.” she hears him bark at her. Still a little drowsy, she opens the door and almost falls out. He pulls the door shut, and, gunning the throttle, pulls away. She watches the van as it grows smaller, before remembering where she is and what she looks like. She touches her face, and finds the cum has dried on her face during the drive. She desperately needs a bath, smiling to herself, and not just to clean herself up. Looking around her, she realizes he didn’t drop her off at home, but at the entrance of the neighborhood. Probably for the best that she isn’t seen being dropped off from some van. She sits down and removes her heels, it’ll be cold on her feet but she could break an ankle walking in them in the dark. Pulling her coat tight, she grimaces at the cold wet spot against her back as she begins making her way quickly towards her house. Her teeth chattering the whole way, she makes it to her house without incident, with only one car passing her but not stopping. She starts walking up the driveway before stopping, remembering her underwear is somewhere in the street in front of her house. She quickly walks down and searches the area, but finds nothing. She wants to keep looking but her panties clearly aren’t there and her feet are numb and freezing. Giving up for now, she slips up to the house, happy it appears dark. She opens the door, and sneaks upstairs to the bathtub to think about the day’s “events.”

Thanks to my friend for proofing and offering helpful suggestions and thank you my slutty muse, u/Additional-Reply3415, check out her profile if you want to see what Belle gets in to in real life :)

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