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Chapter 5 Dumpster Sex
Lisa drove to the back of the mall where the receiving doors were located. She knew it would be deserted that time of the morning. She drove with one hand. The other was between her legs stroking her sex. She wasn’t being gentle about it either. Her thumb was taping hard against her clit while she dug three fingers into her vagina raking the nails across her G-spot.
I want to keep climaxing until I have nothing left thought Lisa as she pulled up beside a refrigerated trailer. I wish they’d had time to fuck me twice. She was behind the Mall’s food court. Lisa reclined the Honda’s seat until she was almost horizontal. Then she closed her eyes and masturbated reliving her experience in the Food Liner’s produce stock room.
Her string of mini-orgasms was interrupted by a loud tap on her car window. Her eyes opened with a start as she found herself looking up into the faces of two rent-a-cops.
“Get out of the car, lady, now,” said the older of the two.
Oh my God thought Lisa. They’ll arrest me for indecency. My husband will throw me out and Charlotte will forget I’m her mother. Lisa quickly pulled her panty up, pushed her skirt down and opened the car door. The security guards quickly grabbed her and pushed her against her car. Their hands searched her thoroughly even pushing her sweater up and feeling inside her brassiere.
“She’s got nice tits,’ said the older guard his hand inside her bra feeling her nipples.
“Good looking ass, too,” said the younger guard who had raised her skirt.
“Jerking off on mall property is against the law. What’s your name?” asked the older guard.
“Lisa Simmons, I’m sorry. I got carried away,” said Lisa beginning to realize there was a way to avoid arrest. The way they felt her breasts showed they were more interested in sex than arresting her.
“You don’t mind being searched?” asked the older guard whose nametag identified him as Lawrence Tyron
“Go ahead, I want you to do it,” said Lisa arching her back and pushing her breasts against his hand.
“Ray, we seem to have a situation here where the lady wishes to avoid arrest,” said Larry pulling Lisa’s bra up to expose her breasts.
“I don’t know. Jerking off in the parking lot is not exactly something we can ignore,” said Ray placing his hand on Lisa’s breast and pinching the nipple.
“Don’t arrest me. You can do anything you want,” said Lisa wrapping her fingers around Ray’s hand to increase the foot-pounds of pressure her nipple was experiencing.
“You’ll suck our cock?” asked Larry taking the other nipple in his hand and squeezing it hard eliciting a loud exhale of pain from Lisa.
“Yes, I’ll do it and anything else you want. Just don’t arrest me,” said Lisa. “I’ll swallow your cum.”
“You’ll let us fuck you?” asked Ray.
“Yes, as many times as you want,” said Lisa.
“Anyway we want?” asked Larry.
“Yes, “ said Lisa.
“Anal?” asked Ray.
“Anal, yes, whatever you want. Just promise you’ll let me go after you’re done,” said Lisa.
“All right, you got a deal. Kneel down and start sucking,” said Larry pushing down on Lisa’s shoulder.
Lisa spent the next ten minutes kneeling on a car mat sucking off Larry and Ray. Both men filled her mouth with semen she eagerly swallowed.
“Can I go now?” asked Lisa wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
“The deal included anal,” said Ray starting to fist his cock to regain an erection.
“Look, I got you off. It’s starting to get late. I need to get back,” said Lisa.
“Sorry, Lisa, but I was promised a butt fuck and I mean to have it,” said Larry.
“All right,” said Lisa reaching down to pull up her skirt. She was anxious to get it over with.
“Let’s do it over here,” said Larry taking Lisa by the arm and walking her to a nearby garbage dumpster.
“Where,” said Lisa not understanding?
“Here,” said Ray raising a sliding metal door in the side of the dumpster. The door was a rectangular cutout halfway up the side. The smell of rotten garbage filled the morning air.
“I’m not getting in there,” said Lisa.
“Yes, you are,” said Ray as he and Larry grabbed Lisa and forced her half way through the opening. Then they lowered the metal door to rest on Lisa’s lower back trapping her half inside.
Lisa panicked at the revolting smell inside the dark dumpster. Her upper body was resting on garbage from the mall’s food court. The stench of decaying food was so awful she couldn’t get her breath. The heavy metal hatch was resting on her lower back. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn’t budge it. She heard laughter as she struggled. She felt her skirt being raised and tucked into her belt. Her panty was pulled down and she was forced to step out of it. She could feel the cool morning air on her bottom. Hands tugged her buttocks apart and fingers poked her asshole.
Lisa moaned as rough hands felt her sex. Fingers entered her vagina spreading her painfully wide. She head someone spit then felt an instant wetness on her anus. A finger pushed past her sphincter causing her to cry out in pain.
“Ever been fucked in the ass while your head is in a dumpster?” asked Larry.
“No, get me out of here. It smells awful. You can still fuck my ass. I’ll do it anyway you want. Just get me out of here,” screamed Lisa.
“That would ruin all the fun of it,” said Larry.
Lisa tried to calm down as she felt fingers transferring lubrication from her vagina to her asshole. She cried out again when she felt her sphincter being stretched wide apart. There was the sound of more spitting then the sensation of spit slowly flowing into her rectum. Someone was rubbing her well-lubricated clit and she was becoming aroused.
“How does it smell in there, Lisa?” asked Ray.
“Awful, I’m going to throw up,” said Lisa.
“Tough shit,” said Larry. “You’ll get to smell it if you do.”
“And wear it,” said Ray.
Lisa groaned as she felt the pleasure of a cock invading her rectum. But the feeling was totally eclipsed when she felt something small, fury and alive brush her arm.
“There’s something in here,” screamed Lisa in a total panic.
“Rats,” said Ray slowly pumping his cock in Lisa’s asshole.
“We’ve called the rodent control company but they have been busy and haven’t made it out,” said Larry who was sitting on the ground between Lisa’s legs with his back against the dumpster. His mouth was brutally assaulting her tender sex. Alternating between biting down on her large labia and chewing on her clit, his intent was to cause Lisa as much pain as possible. His hands reached upward holding Lisa’s buttocks wide apart for his partner’s anal assault. Her screams of pain only encouraged them to act with greater savagery.
Over the last several months, the guards had perfected their sadistic techniques against females caught shoplifting. Young girls and housewives arrested with unpaid for merchandise were often willing to suffer the pain and degradation of the two security guards rather than be exposed as criminals in their communities. Several of their most recent victims were deep into therapy attempting to overcome the horror and pain of their assault.
“Those are Norwegian gray rats, tough little motherfuckers. The female can produce a litter of twelve every three weeks,” said Ray.
“Please, I’ll fuck you anyway you want every day for a month. Just get me out of here,” said Lisa trying desperately to maintain her self control. Her sex was on fire from the effects of Larry’s teeth.
“Just stay still and you’ll be all right. Don’t panic. The girls we caught shop lifting last week went nuts and got bit a couple of times,” said Ray recalling how after the rape they had dumped the incoherent teens in the back of their SUV. It was over an hour before one of them recovered enough to drive away.
Lisa heard movement only inches from her face. Something alive touched her hand and she jerked it away. There was more movement and she felt them running over her bare back and head. Lisa screamed and screamed as the two security guards took turns fucking her in the asshole and biting her vulva
Finally, Ray added his load to Larry’s deep inside Lisa’s bowels.
“Should we get here out or just leave her for one of the wino trash pickers,” asked Ray jokingly when they were done.
“Please get me out of here. I’m begging you,” said Lisa.
“Guess we better let her go,” said Larry. “Some Good Samaritan could see her and call the real cops.”
The sound of the heavy metal door being slid open made Lisa want to weep for joy. Her back ached from its weight. Lisa slipped out of the dumpster and fell to the ground leaning against the steel sides of her former prison.
“You get bit by the rats?” asked Ray.
“I don’t think so,” said Lisa examining her arms then her pussy and thighs that were covered with teeth marks.
“You’re lucky. You must not have flailed about pissing them off. Those two Latina shoplifters got chewed up pretty bad. Rat bites are nasty too,” said Ray.
“Why did you do that to me? I would have let you fuck me in the ass,” said a still recovering Lisa.
“Ever watch that show Fear Factor?” asked Ray.
“Yes, but it’s been a while,” said Lisa.
“It’s gone from the regular schedule but you can catch it in reruns. Well, I was watching one night and this blonde chick in a bikini was in a tank with snakes crawling all over her. She totally lost it. Anyway I got to wondering what it would be like to have my cock in her pussy while she is going nuts from having snakes crawl on her,” said Ray.
“When Ray told me about it, I realized we didn’t have any snakes but we sure had rats. And people are just as afraid of rats as snakes even though there is no such thing as a poisonous rat,” said Larry.
“It’s terrifying. I was scared to death,” said Lisa.
“And when a slut is absolutely scared shitless, she tightens her asshole and you got the world’s greatest butt fuck,” said Ray. “Chewing up her cunt adds to the fun.”
“We arrest quite a few shoplifters, mostly young girls but the occasional housewife. Sometimes they’re just sluts like you. Right up front, they offer sex to keep from being prosecuted. I’ve gotten more strange pussy in the year I’ve been working here than the previous five. But we were getting bored just fucking them straight so we decided to create our own version of Fear Factor,” said Larry.
“If they’re got a good body or they’re fat, we give them a chance but on our terms,” said Ray.
“Fat?” asked Lisa.
“I’ve got a thing for full figured woman,” said Larry.
“Larry gets a hard on if we’re summoned to one of the mall stores specializing in size sixteen and up,” said Ray.
“I love the way all that blubber jumps when they discover they got rats for company. There is nothing on this earth as good as having your cock in a big cellulite dimpled ass while she’s screaming and going nuts,” said Ray.
“Can I go now?” asked Lisa.
“Sure, unless you want another go in the dumpster,” said Larry.
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How did I ever become such a complete and utter whore thought Lisa as she drove away from Westtown Mall? The smell of garbage permeated her clothes and hair. She could feel semen oozing out of her vagina and asshole. The sensation of rats running across her bare skin was still with her. As soon as she reached home, she was going to take a long hot shower.
There is definitely something wrong with me. No normal woman would subject herself to the filth and degradation I just experienced. And the unbelievable part is I got exactly what I wanted. I actually came when I was inside the dumpster with those filthy creatures running all over me. Look at me now, driving with one hand while I play with my pussy with the other.
What can I do to keep Charlotte from being like my sister and me? It’s got to be in her genes. Our mother was as bad as we were and Grandmother Randall was a prostitute when she was young. The Randall women are cursed when it comes to sex.
Charlotte is fourteen and up to now a tomboy. That’s Ben’s doing. He raised her like she was his son. All those sports and martial arts made her strong and independent. Until recently, she hasn’t shown much interest in boys. But Carolyn Mapes said at her Rhonda’s birthday party last month the kids played spin the bottle and Charlotte went in the closet with different boys. Rhonda told Carolyn the girls let the boys feel their titties and the boys got the girls to jerk their cocks. That doesn’t sound like Charlotte but maybe it’s true.
But Charlotte is smarter than any of we insane Randall women and stronger, mentally and physically, like her father’s people. Maybe if I make sure she knows and understands about sex she can deal with it better than her Randall female ancestors. They say knowledge is power. If I make a point of educating Charlotte, it will eliminate the need for her to go and satisfy her own curiosity. Curiosity was what got me started.
If I had known what sex was all about, I wouldn’t have gone downstairs that night when Mommie was working late at the restaurant and Daddy and Uncle Ethan were watching a Braves game on television and drinking beer. Curiosity was what made me climb up in Daddy’s lap and squirm around until he was so hard he lifted my nightgown up and sat me right down on his big cock sliding it inside my tiny hole. It hurt but it felt good at the same time. Little Margaret was doing the same thing with Uncle Ethan. Then after they came in our bleeding pussies, they made us swap places and I fucked Uncle Ethan.
Then Mommie caught us and there was an awful row. Mommie was going to call the police but Uncle Ethan knew something that caused her to stop. He had pictures of her having sex in a motel with black men. After that, Daddy and Uncle Ethan watched while Momma taught us to eat her pussy.
Maybe none of that would have happened if I had known more at an early age.
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