Episode 19: Ball Park Figure

Saturday morning, Rockfort, Florida!

Ryan Quinones, Holden Reese, and Shane Kinney had driven thirty miles south to the town of Rockfort, population 18,000. At her crazy ass request they escorted the beautiful Monica Leann Gift to show her off where she knew her reputation was the strongest. While the guys knew a few students that went to school in Rockport it was their hope to cash in on their surprise of Monica’s openness. Not monetarily, more, look what we own.

Learning Monica’s own past little by little it was no real shock that she had bedded down more than a few residents of Rockport since age 15. Quite a few of those were much older men with careless intentions. All to avoid students running their mouths about her to her own school. Yes, at 15 she was fucking 40 sometimes 50-year-old men and loving it. The whore the merrier! Big dicks and loads of experience.

It was amazing what an imaginary bestie allowed her to do behind her parents back. She would literally stay the night with Misty every other week and be picked up and taken to Rockfort for savage sex. Not once did her parents even ask to meet Misty or her parents. All she did was to have one of her dates pay some random skank to talk on the phone to portray this Misty Martin girl. Suckers! That was then! Home on time, every time, Monica’s bluff was full proof.

All the way to Rockfort in Ryan’s car she had ridden along in the backseat butt ass naked with only a bikini in her possession for later. Holden and Shane were offered ample opportunities to feel her up and get whatever the boy’s wanted from her. Lap dances to the stereo had her hopping on hefty cocks for the duration of the trip. Now that they had reached the city limits it was all about her. Cum free, the guys simply let her do her thing. Their dicks were worn out.

At first just driving around to check the town out they found Monica sticking her entire upper body out the backseat windows so that she could draw attention to her youthful angst. Telling Ryan to go up and down each street to advertise her arrival she had the full attention of men performing yard work or washing cars. Titties shown off Ryan even stopped at a few houses and let the men come meet her up close and personal. Breasts were squeezed, nipples kissed on, lips locked and whispers of lust invited them to follow her. Half the town had become aware of her visit. Talk about the Pied Piper!

At one house Monica spotted an old lover and jumped out streaking and running up his driveway to jump into his arms. Luckily, the man was now divorced with no wife to catch onto him knowing Monica already. This 38-year-old shirtless man had hammered Monica twice already, once when she was a newly christened Freshman, another just becoming a Junior.

Apprehensive of Ryan and the guys in the car watching he withheld touching her too much. Still, she had zero reservations on palming his inseam in hopes to get him to change his mind. Matthew Bellamy had to fight her off laughing. Calming her hormonal frenzy Matt told her exactly where to go that he might show up. Fancy that, she was headed there anyway. See you there, Stud!

“He looked freaked out.” Shane let her crawl in over his lap into the backseat.

“He’s worried about his neighbors. As if I worried about mine.” She flipped her tongue out a Ryan looking back at her. “Yes, Ryan! He fucked me in my bedroom when I was 15. You watched it.” So did his father Brock!

“That was the guy? He wasn’t afraid of your parents catching him, they were asleep on the other side of the wall.”

“Really drunk that night. Mom and dad were at a fund raiser and came home completely plastered. That’s why I wasn’t quiet.”

“Crazy shit!” Holden chuckled! “Where to now?”

“Hold the Fort Park. It’s on the outskirts of Rockfort by a big lake. Lots of trees and some pretty hidden spots. Jogging trails all over. Matt said he’d meet me out there later after he helped his dad do some roofing.”

“This is Saturday. People are probably out there.”

“That’s what I want. Don’t you guys dare chicken out. You’re my lookouts so I can have fun.”

“How is that fun for us?” Shane frowned! “We get stuck watching you get laid by strange dudes all day long and do what?”

“Hey! I rode you guys all the way here. You’ve had your fun now it’s my turn. You wanted to learn my past well I’m sharing insight. None of you have even come close to seeing how slutty I am. Why do you think I’m letting Ryan own me like a slave. I want guys to crave what he owns.”

“Even if I don’t truly own you.”

“As long as I let you feel the power, keep those dares coming. I’m helping you boost your own rep, Buddy.”

“Guys in school are looking up to you, Ryan.” Holden admitted! “Girls are even looking your way more.”

“I guess! Let’s find this park and survey what we’re getting into.”

“Drive on Jeeves!” Monica threw herself up over the car seat, ass in the air. Shane eying her butthole scooted forward and pried those cheeks apart and ate that anus. “Eeee! Lick on Jeeves!” Two for one special!

Reaching their destination Ryan turned into a stone archway up over the entrance and discovered a large park. There were lots of trees and a good-sized lake just as Matt Bellamy had mentioned. On one side of the drive through were pavilions and to the other a children’s playground. A sign up ahead even mentioned a campground. Nice!

“Groundskeepers.” Shane pointed! “I see two big riding mowers cutting grass. You could lay out sunbathing until they get close enough to you. Then you could strip and let them notice you.” Monica in the back seat leered out the window for a better look of the surroundings.

“If I lay out over there by those trees, they will block the playgrounds, but I won’t get much sun due to the shade. I see a large open spot with no obstructions but there must be a bike path over there, I just saw two cyclists ride by. Probably joggers too. I’ll need you guys to keep watch, so no kids see me.” Not that she truly cared.

Holden glanced over his shoulder from the front seat beside Ryan with his own opinion. “We can separate in three directions and yell as needed.”

“No yelling. Text me. It’s quieter.”

Finding a parking spot Ryan shut his car off and the boys got out. Ryan then stepped to his trunk and unlocked it. Meanwhile, Monica put on her micro bikini and a sheer white sun shirt. Joining them wearing sandals and sunglasses she peered into the trunk. This cavity was home sweet home yesterday when he ordered her into that trunk at school to earn the respect of the guys. She survived the darkness until they got home. His ruse worked! Not even being urinated on bothered her.

“Here’s a full-size blanket and pillow to lay on. Your bag with magic wand vibrator and dildo. I brought new batteries just in case. Suntan lotion and baby oil if you want to get really glossy.”

Monica chose to skip her sheer sun shirt, removing it just that fast to let the world view her in her micro bikini. She wore a blue one this time around. The gentle breeze perked her nipples taut, readily lifting the tiny patches covering her areolas. Against the law? Of course it was.

“Shane? You go over by the tree line and keep an eye on any kids, just don’t look stalker.” As if! “Holden you go watch the bike path over where it bends around the trees. Any bikers, kids, or joggers give her a heads up. I’ll watch the street in case cops drive by.”

Monica shivered with a giddy anticipation of a productive and seductive day. Walking with her possessions out into a patch of sunlight she selected the perfect spot that gave her plenty of room to be noticed. Convinced of the locale being ideal she began fanning her blanket out then sat down on it. From that point she lotioned her body against the harsh UV rays of the sun.

She waited for the rest of them to sprint further away and get into place to observe. A text from all three bod watchers as a good to go she removed her micro bikini and lay there with proud nipples peaking toward the sky. The thrill of exhibitionism gave her goosebumps. The nature around her was also stimulating. The sound of the mowers, birds singing in the trees, dogs barking in the distance, cars driving by on the street less than a block away. Her mind felt so much freedom.

Monica had craved this kind of sensation ever since she discovered her personal sexuality around thirteen. She took her own virginity to get things started at fourteen, sex with her first man just prior to her fifteenth birthday. It was easy finding guys when you walked right up to them naked and fearless. Older men were weak when it came to young and innocent gone wild.

While yes it was tedious because of her age but condoms were used and good ole’ birth control which men voluntarily brought her so she wouldn’t have to ask her mom until sixteen. Fucking an out-of-town paramedic had its advantages. Now that she had lived the dream there was no turning back from her desires.

She reflected over the last few weeks events in her mind as the sun deliciously warmed her shiny flesh. Her decision to finally tempt friend Ryan and his two best friends that first night was the best thing to happen to her in her hometown of Summersby. Their help was invaluable to achieve her goals. The more extreme she could get the better. Their eyes and Ryan controlling her was becoming the perfect scheme. Then, Ryan’s father Brock became her play toy without Ryan even knowing. Deceptive but adoring both of the Quinone’s boys equally she knew their deeds would be learned of soon.

Thanks to her utilization of Ryan stripping in school was her favorite thing to do. Each time she got away with something outrageous it just stoked her inner fires to inferno heights. Yes, things escalated out of hand a number of times. Sexual things she tried not to appear prepared for at first until the truth surfaced. Once Ryan and his buddies realized her sexual reality it became exciting. The hunger in boys’ eyes became ravenous. No competition for the hellcat. Monica was far beyond ravenous. Not even insatiable was strong enough coffee.

The jealousy yet respect out of the girls in school who admired her for her boldness rose her confidence to the max. Everything was going her way. At this point she had no objections from anyone, student or teacher alike. Nor had she made enemies due to her adventurous expansion.

Surprisingly none of the kids at school were creating problems. She figured at least some of them would be opposed to her unspeakable freedom. Kids raised to be religious came to mind. That or those who chose to be more inclined to enjoy the same sex as they. Word was out there for certain of what she was doing. Yet nothing or nobody tried to stop her. That part of things always bothered her. Why were people not retaliating?

The more she thought the less she was aware of her current surroundings. No matter, she trusted the guys to keep her safe. Although the risk of putting herself in danger also had her bat shit crazy bonkers. She had thoughts on doing things without Ryan overseeing her. Sure, it could have deadly consequences going out without a spotter, but the orgasms were that much more mind blowing.

Her thoughts switched over to her pizza deliveries with the guys and her chance meeting with student Terry Mulder’s brute force dad Big Ben. That bearded biker destroyed her on the hood of Ryan’s car. Best sex EVER! Then there was her newest friends Lisa and Michael Gamble. The bombshell blonde became her first time of touching another girl. It was awesome. It made her desire more and more challenges.

The football party at the home of Duncan Packhouse gave her shivers. Gangbanged by the men there was incredible too. It was too erotic to ever consider being the wrong thing to do. The huge cocks she had inside all three of her holes made her wet even now. Summersby knew how to grow big boys. It must be that Florida state Fountain of Youth because even the old guys had stamina. POuNCE DE LEON, Baby!

Uncontrollable shivers in the basking heat Monica oiled herself even more, touching her sensitive areas more delicately this time. Fingers crept nomadically all over her body, gliding across her clit for the thrill of it. Freedom was so intoxicating!

Her encounters with her father certainly tested her bravery. Now that he had beat off in front, nay over her he was keeping his deed a secret from her mother. Teasing Aaron Gift was becoming a habit. One he rather liked. Every day since watching him in the shower she was mesmerized by his sudden attraction to her. It was going both ways. Yet, ever since that night all she got out of him was a wink. He had returned to his job and faithfulness to his wife, Monica’s mom none the wiser. The day would come when her dad would strike again. She wanted that. For now, though, life went on.

A glance at her cellphone for messages she only found one new text each from Ryan, Shane, and Holden reciting “All clear.” Darn it! She needed action.

Rolling over onto her flat tummy she awkwardly bathed her back half with lotion. Not wanting tan lines, she probed about her crevices. Monica sunbathing in the nude would soon catch the eye of someone. Old or new it didn’t matter. Plenty more pores to grease up monkeys!

People were alive today out on the street with a car zipping by every three minutes or less. Less inside the park however! Looking around she could see people were jogging in the distance, men and women. Children made her uneasy in her freedom but thus far the playground was empty. Her plan just in case was to be sure that each time a child crossed her path she could roll herself up in her blanket until they were gone. So far so good.

A text pinged on her cell as she corked her lotion bottle and set it aside. Grabbing it up she looked at her message and began kicking her legs at the knee without care. Eying the text it was from Ryan.

“Cop car just cruised by. Looked right over at you and smiled. Lone driver! Want to give up before he rolls back by?”

“Nooooooooooo! I’ll take my chances.”

“Okay. I’ll keep you posted.” He replied. “BTW! Looking sexy ... Whore!” Awww!

“Thank you, master! LOL!” was her reply before starting music from her Spotify account. Settling on a daily mix her list led off with a band called Sideburn. The song Free Ride! “Ha! Maybe the song will inspire someone to ride me for free.” Jamming to the tune she wiggled her tight little ass. Her backside baking, she again rolled over. Even with sunglasses on she closed her eyes against the brightness and again drifted off into thought.

This time her memories headed back to the boy’s bathroom where she achieved a mass bukkake due to nearly twenty boys. The recollection of her body being coated and sticky gave her the shivers. She then remembered the party at Duncan’s again and when they did the same. Cum on her flesh was something she enjoyed immensely. Her father shooting a load on her face in his SUV at the mall parking lot although solo was pretty hot. She sighed and began touching herself with each remembrance creeping in.

The boy’s locker room came into mind. She loved showering with them and being touched all over. Sex with Darius on the locker room bench topping her off that day. The thrill of possibly being caught by their coach. Yet, she managed to succeed. Twice! Just yesterday she was hammered over his desk then right behind the coach’s back with guys and girls watching. So much had happened. She craved more, more, more!

She wondered when Ryan’s dad Brock would come through on his promise of taking her to a packed bar and letting her strip. Fingertips dipping inside her vulva the thoughts made her convulse on her blanket in the form of a horizontal dance. She was so ready for that. “Pass me around! God, yes! All my holes at once. Choke me! Hold me down and take what you want. Don’t let me chase you. Rape meeeeee!” Vivid imagery hopeful, she was drizzling all over her knuckles.

Then, came the day she masturbated on the hammock in her back yard for all of the older neighbor men. It felt amazing to excite them at their ages. How far they were willing to help her was just as exciting, hauling her on that portable hammock out to the center of Elm Street and let traffic approach her as she played with herself. The big guy who stopped in his truck and observed her had her screaming. So sexy. So hot!

The guys that day each offered her potential challenges to come play at their job sites. The ideas were never ending. In her greedy nature she promised to fulfill every one of their offers. Every fantasy! “GOD, I’M SO HORNY! ANYWHERE! ANY TIME! ANYONE! I’M GOING TO DO IT ALLLLLL!” Obsession set in!

Her cell pinging again forced her fingers from her clit to read it. Holden had sent her a text telling her that a lone man on his bicycle was touring down the bike path just around the curve into the tree line. She bit her lower lip tenderly after reading the text and glanced toward the area of his arrival. She refused to cover up or hide. This guy was going to see her touching herself in full glory. “It’s about time. Put that kickstand down and ride me! Schwinn me over!!!”

Turning on her blanket to face her legs in his direction she parted her knees and began masturbating. Anticipation fled quickly as the man rolled around the blind spot. From the angle he rode unless he wasn’t paying close attention there was no missing her.

Sure enough, the man slowed his bike and came to a full stop. Looking about in all directions to make certain he was the only one around he loitered there on the walkway.

Monica brought herself to a swift miniature orgasm, howling and moaning at the top of her lungs to give him a good show. Definitely intrigued the man took time to bring out his concealed cellphone and video her performance for his own pleasure. He then hid his cell swiftly away.

As Monica touched her entire body to escalate the sensitivity level the man chose to park his bike and once again look about him. Shifting his definitive erection around for comfort beneath his sweatpants he found the courage to step slowly in her direction.

“That was some show there.” He hoarsely complimented her. Lifting only her head to glance at him she offered a feigned look of surprise.

“Oh, shit! I didn’t know you were watching me.”