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Another passed out junkie Sex Story

#Abuse #Exhibitionist #Rape

By Whyshouldnti

I found a well used passed out cum dump of a junkie, so I had some fun

The morning of a public holiday, I went to my spot as usual for my morning coffee. As I drove in, I saw a woman passed out on a picnic table. After parking my car, I noticed she was naked from the waist down, so I wondered over for a look phone in hand. She was on her back legs hanging over the end and looked to be mid 20’s, ugly with the sunken face that junkies have. She had a large bush sprinkled with cum around a wide, soggy pussy. I took plenty of photos, capturing just how pathetic the junkie slut was. Taking my cock out and fucking her did cross my mind, but she was probably well used, riddled with sti’s and I didn’t have condoms, so it was a firm no for me. As I stepped around the table to get a better look at the rest of her, I tripped on an empty beer bottle. I thought if they were going to leave them laying around, it would make a nice substitute. I picked up the clear long neck bottle and started recording. I slid the tip of the bottle up and down between her slippery pussy lips, spreading them and getting a better look at her pussy. I could see cum slowly leaking out of her pussy as I began catching her clit on the lip of the bottle and flicking it. Lining the tip up with her entrance, I pushed, and the neck of the bottle slid in almost effortlessly, causing the shoulder to ram against her cunt, spreading her hairy lips wide, making the junkie moan, but she didn’t move at all. I saw cum begin to leak down the inside of the bottle, so I drew it out before ramming it in again and watching more cum leak into the bottle. Pulling the tip back to her entrance, I held it there until the cum began to flow down the neck, then I rammed it back in, forcing a big blob of cum to fall inside the bottle. Holding the shulder firm against her pussy I twisted the neck inside her, wiggling it around. The junkie didn’t move; she just lay there emitting soft moans as I milked the cum out of her pussy. Once the flow of cum seemed to stop, I started fucking her with the neck of the bottle, forcing quick short moans out of her on top of her now almost constant moaning as the shulder rammed against her pussy. Pussy juice started seeping into and around the bottle as it fucked her; with each push, the shoulder seemed to go a little further inside, spreading her cunt hole that little bit more. Fucking her with the bottle, listening to it slap against her wet pussy as she moand had my cock straining at my pants. Then, as I pushed the bottle in, her short, loud moan held drawn out, as I didn’t feel the bottle meet a hard stop. The shoulder had streched her wide, allowing the thick body to enter her used pussy. I twisted it inside her, enjoying her loud moans before slipping it out and watching her gaping pussy slowly close around the tip. Sliding it back in, I watched as her pussy stretched around the clear shoulder, accepting the body of the bottle and drawing a slow moan from her. I pushed the base of the bottle harder, slowly forcing it inside her, stretching her pussy as it sank in deeper. Suddenly she jerked “owwwwwwwww” and pushed my hand away as she curled up and rolled onto her side; the bottle must have gone too deep and hit her cervix. Her asshole was on display now, so I pushed the bottleneck in up to the shoulder, then walked around the table to her head. Her face was on the edge of the table, mouth slightly open. My cock wanted some attention, so I pulled it out of my pants. Kneeling on the bench, I let my 8 inch cock drop on her cheek and pulled back till the tip slipped down between her parted lips. I manoeuvred my cock around using the knob to open her mouth, allowing it inside her warm, wet mouth. Holding her head, I pushed; she began to gag, but I kept going, forcing my cock down her tight throat till I was balls deep in her face, her nose squashed against my thigh as she gagged and chocked. I pulled my cock out, thick strings of spit hanging between my cock and her mouth. I sunk my cock into her waiting mouth again. I held her head and fucked her throat as deep as I could, listening to her gag, feeling her chock around my cock pulling out so she could gasp for air before raming in again. I kept going, fucking away at her face, and didn’t stop, not when I felt her hands start pushing against me, not even when she began to vomit. I kept fucking her mouth, wishing I could cum in her pussy but didn’t want the sti’s she most likely had. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and used her hair to clean the vomit off it. She was a mess, tear soaked eyes snot coming from her nose and vomit all over her face as she gasped and panted for air, and yet somehow she was still out cold. I found another bottle and placed it next to her head, then went back to throat fucking her. More gagging, chocking, coughing, gasping, panting, and wet smacking as I fucked her face to the fullest till I was about to cum. Pulling out, I grabbed the bottle and covered the base with my load, cleaned my cock and balls on her top, and made my way back to her pussy. I pulled her legs straight and rolled her onto her stomach, then spread her legs again, placing her knees on the table. Her slut of a pussy was open. I found the bottle that was in her ass and fucked her pussy again, using it to spread her open once more. In no time her loose pocket was taking the bottle past its shoulder again, pulling it out, I replaced it with my cum covered bottle. It took some work, but I managed to get the bottle in, base first, and started fucking. My cum was being rammed deep inside her as her pussy was being stretched to it’s limits. I was ramming the bottle in hard, watching it sink deeper and deeper till her pussy started closing around the shoulder. Her pussy was eating the whole body of the bottle base first and clinging to the shoulder. I pushed harder as I twisted the bottle, and her loud moans became almost a scream as she began to piss and shake frantically. She was having probably the strongest orgasm she’s ever had, and she’s out cold being raped by a bottle. As her pussy convulsed, it clamped around the shoulder of the bottle, pulling it in as her pussy tried to push it out; eventually, it just held the bottle and my cum deep in her stretched out pussy. I was done, had had my fun, and amazingly, she was still out, although now she was showing more signs of life. I thought one more bit of fun, then I’ll finish my coffee. I picked up the first bottle, tipping the cum and pussy juice out on her back before filling the bottle with my piss. I quickly tipped it up, pushing the neck into her ass. I held the bottle, watching it slowly drain; once it was almost empty, I gave it a few quick thrusts before stepping back and admiring my handy work. As I looked at the truly pathetic woman in front of me, the bottle in her ass slowly pushed out, falling to the ground, her ass closing tight instantly. Shrugging, I picked it up, stuck the neck in her mouth, tipping out what was left and resting it there, then finally went back to my car to finish my coffee.

I kept an eye on her as I drank my coffee, enjoying the view; about twenty minutes later I saw movement. Her legs came off the table, and she slowly pushed herself upright, leaning against the table. She reached down between her legs with her other hand and pulled the bottle out of her pussy. It looked like it didn’t come easily; she pulled on it a couple times, then her knees bent as it started to pull out, and the look on her face was discomfort. She dropped the bottle and stood on shaky legs, supporting herself with the table for a minute, then stumbled around looking for the rest of her clothes. She was holding her stomach/gut as she looked; she bent over but stood up quickly, then squted down, picking up some leggings from under the table. I couldn’t tell from the distance, but from where she picked them up, they would definitely be dirty with her vomit. She started walking quickly towards the toilets, pausing every few steps, stiffening up and holding her stomach. Untill she stopped, legs pressed together, squeezing her stomach; she bent at the waist as a fountain of liquid erupted from her ass; she squated down as the last of the piss enema I gave her came out. She continued to the toilets and disappeared inside; ten minutes later, she came back out fully dressed. Her leggings and hair were visibly wet with wet patches on her top, her face was clean, and she walked off down the road. I went home myself to have a good clean.




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By Whyshouldnti
#Abuse #Exhibitionist #Rape

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