Screwed

Carina made an attempt to rise up from her seat but regretted it the moment she felt a warm hand on the skin at the back of her thigh and she was startled at first.

Nevertheless, the warm hand, as it gently rubbed the soft skin of her thigh, felt good to her. She dared not to look behind for fear he would stop.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...."

"Just keep going....it feels so good." Carina said but puzzled by her own raw and potent yearning for something she barely did.

"Put your seatbelt back, I'm getting you out of here." He pulled her back to her seat. She mumbled something which he didn't get to hear as he drove off parking a few kilometers from her place.

"Good boy," she trailed her long nails down his chest as he eased his seat belt to give her some attention.

Nick's warm and strong hand slowly drifted to the damp, soft skin between her tingling thighs and massaged the smooth skin just below her dampening, horny pussy hiding her flared white skirt. As the warm hand massaged the soft skin, her pussy became very wet.

Then she felt his fingers travel up under her skirt, touching the sparse, blond hair at the opening of her naked sex. She gasped as her breathing quickened at the persistent rubbing near her little, wet pussy. The mysterious, warm hand continued up the back of her ruffled skirt and rested on the firm, fleshy cheeks of her little ass, naked under her sex, ruffled skirt she was wearing.

She took a deep breath as he squeezed the warm, firm globes of her cheeks. She could hear faintly, his breathing getting heavier, as her rubbed the soft, warm flesh under her skirt. She felt Nick's hand drifting back down the deep valley between her soft, round cheeks to her now, very hot pussy. His finger lingered there, before they probed into the warm, slippery, wetness inside her.

As his fingers rubbed between the wet, outer lips of her pussy, she moaned softly and closed her eyes. As she held tightly to the rail with both of her hands. Unconsciously, she pushed her little bottom rhythmically against the probing hand. As Nick's fingers rubbed the opening of her wet pussy back and forth, she could faintly hear, above the noise of passing vehicles as Nick opened his zipper.

"Nic...ahh!" Carina moaned softly.

Suddenly the hand was gone and she started to turn around when she felt his body pressing against her back, pushing against her soft, rounded butt, draped only by the ruffles of her little white skirt. Then she felt the heat from the head of his hot, engorged prick as it pushed against his wet opening of her pussy from behind her.

Nick pushed his cock and entered her hot, wet opening from behind, sliding easily along the slippery channel of her soaked pussy under the brief skirt. The thick cock pushed in a little further, back and forth, in her tight, wet pussy as Carina flushed with sexual excitement.

Carina pushed back against the engorged, hard cock and sighed heavily to the gently, rocking rhythm of the thick, probing organ sliding inside her soaked pussy.

She bit her lower lip, as his cock began to thrust deep into her hot, wet vagina, to stifle the moans she started to utter. His hands on her ass, under her short skirt, squeezed and pulled her soft, naked ass firmly against him. Suddenly, she heard him groan behind her as she felt the spurts of warm semen shooting against the walls inside her pulsating cunt. She moaned softly and helplessly, as she felt her peaches tighten and begin the rhythmic spasms of orgasm around the thick, shooting shaft deep inside her. She bent forward slightly as she hung on the car window and pushed her throbbing pussy hard against him.

After a brief moment, she felt him withdraw his now, softening, wet cock, followed by the familiar sound of a zipper closing up. Regaining her composure, she turned around to see Nick's reaction.

"No bra...more fun. You should free the nipples sometimes." He peered at her blouse having seen her nipples all pointy and perky inside the soft nylon she had worn.

"I want to rip off that blouse and suckle those boobs..." He kissed her earlobe sending wild tremors down her spine.

Suddenly, a bunch of men surrounded the convertible armed with firearms and heavily dressed.

"Nick, who are these men? Nick? I'm talking to you." Carina asked desperately when the door was yanked open.

"Take her to the Boss right away!" One tall man thundered and two men took her away.

"Nick! What's happening?" She yelled out to him but he leaned against his convertible and watched her calling after him.

Carina was thrown into the backseat of a van and everything turned pitch dark. Realization hit her hard that she had been betrayed by someone who she had just given her first time to.

"Her tape is ready as well." Nick stuffed a video tape in one of the henchmen's hand.

"How much are we talking about here?" Nick asked.

"Just turn around," he responded.

A sudden deafening gun shot lingered in the air as Nick's silhouette made it's way to the ground. He convulsed several times before becoming lifeless.

"Let's get out of here. We have no time." The leader summoned the rest of his men who didn't hesitate to hope into the van as it drive away with great speed.

Davy who was hiding in a thicket, came out and saw a pool of blood beside Nick's lifeless body. He immediately tapped his phone to ring someone.

"We had a deal remember?" He began.

"I'm sorry kid, we have a new Boss." Came a deep raspy voice.

"What happens to her now?" Davy asked.

"It's best you don't get involved." The person on the receiving end said briefly before hanging up on him.

"Hello...Charlie, are you there? Holy shit!" He cursed out and scurried to his old pick-up.