Asia and her boy toys by bigbob2400

Another beautiful southern California day thought Asia as she wheeled her classic 67 Red Olds 442 convertible into ball field parking lot. Asia had color coordinated her outfit with the car. A red skirt mid-thigh, white blouse, snug but not tight, red scarf around her neck and down the blouse and of course blazing red thongs, no bra. Raven shoulder length curled around the scarf. Her carry bag had replacement clothes in case something got ripped, she could only hope.

The junior college baseball team would be starting practice in an hour and the boys would be starting to come around. This was one of the best spots, like shooting fish in a barrel. Asia has used many location, enough that she does not come back often to the same place. This Ball Field is an exception as she scores 100% here. She got out of the car, leaned against the hood, one leg up on the bumper, splayed away at a 45 degree angle. Leaning back her perky breasts push out against the thin blouse, her nip’s outlined clearly visible. With her leg up on the bumper and the skirt there was plenty to see for the curious young men. Not a bad package for 40 she thought.

One thing Asia learned from her marketing MBA is you have to market your product for your audience. Hot car, clean butslightly slutty look appeals to these suburban kids.

The boys began to arrive with their equipment bags at the field close to parking lot. To get to field they would walk close to her. Asia could see she was getting lots of looks, nibbles but no bites. She also got in some good looks at the boys. She imagined what each one would be like. This was like being at the candy store.

A big smile from Asia, as she saw a face she knew. Walking to her, Josh leaned back on the car next to her. Normally she would prefer someone new but this boy is special.

“I wondered if I’d see you again.” Asia purred in her provocative Italian accent.

Asia put her hand on his knee. ‘Glad to see you, a year is too long.’”

Josh smiled. “Asia, am I too old for you now, I am 20.”

“Old man.” I guess I can make an exception. Keys are in the car, you drive.”

“You sure I can handle it?”

“If you can handle me, you can handle my ride.”

Leaving the parking lot Josh chirped the tires, not used to the HP.

Asia laughed. “Let’s take her out to County Line Road, you can do more than chirp the tires.”

This beast has been upgraded. Pulling 400 HP now.

Weaving their way through traffic they headed out of town toward deserted County Line road.

Asia leaned over the center column running her hand over his package.

She undid his sweat pants and reached inside, pulling back his jockstrap, stroking his dick.

The response was immediate. Young hard boy cock. She ran her hand up and down his member.

She squeezed it tight, amazed had how hard he was.

Asia undid buttons on her blouse letting her tits flop out and then stretched out over the

the bucket seats and wrapped her mouth around his dick.

Asia intentionally made loud slurping noises. She licked the side of his dick, pushing up her sunglasses

and looking up at him. Then she dove down on his cock taking it up to the balls.

Josh could hardly take it. Asia was such a pro, not clumsy like the local girls. When she made eye contact, her lips moving up and down her cock he unintentionally slammed down the gas.

Backing off the pedal quickly, he thought, the holly carb sucks air just like Asia, two of the best.

Finally out of town, they pulled off on County Line.

“Josh, pull up to the 55 mph sign. It is exactly a 1 / 4 to the 2002 driveway sign”

Asia pulled out the stop watch. “Ok big boy, let’s see what you can do. Shove down on that brake petal and give it gas until the rear end pushes up like my ass when you are fucking me from behind.”

“Then pop off the brake and floor it. “ 400 HP roared, tires smoking the car front end reared up.

Josh started to look panicked as the tires broke loose at the 1st to 2nd shift at 59 mph. “Keep it down. down to the floor.” Screamed Asia above the roar. The speedometer was hurtling toward 100, the tach flying toward redline.

Reaching the 2002 sign Asia hit the stop watch. Keep it down, bury the MF. As the speedometer bounced at 120, Josh let off the gas.

“Good job Let her coast out and turn in at the park.”

‘You did good. 13.8 unofficial.”

They made their way down a side road at the park. Asia jumped out of the car with Josh right behind. Totally pumped, Asia pulled off her thongs and jumped up on the car fender, legs spread, her skirt pulled up. The fender was hot like Asia liked it.

Josh was totally pumped, flush from the quarter in the 442. In a flash he was up against her.

Asia smiled looking at Josh’s very hard cock. “Looks like you are ready.”

Asia was very ready guiding him in. Asia braced herself for a hell of a pussy pounding .

There was no romance, Josh pushed himself in as deep as he could.

Asia reached out and pulled off his Jersey. She dug her nails into his back.

He responded by picking up the pace. The harder he pounded her, the harder she dug her nails into him.

Josh pulled up her top. Asia’s jugs bounced with each thrust into her cunt.

Red in the face and starting to sweat Josh jerked harder pushing into as hard as he could.

Asia groaned and trembled as she felt him throbbing inside her. He kept up till he filled her with everything he had. Done he pulled out slapping her pussy lips with his dick.

The both got dressed quickly and Asia went to her trunk to retrieve a couple Stella’s to celebrate. She took the time to fix a decal on the inside of her trunk, the panel was already filling up with a markers. Later she would update her boy log.

Josh and Asia sat on the top of the table enjoying the moment, knowing more was to come.

Josh was not ready for Asia’s query.

“Do you have a friend to join us.”

“Join us, here for????” stammered Josh.

“Yea, here, for some fucking fun.” Laughed Asia.

Collecting himself, Josh mumbled, yea I know someone. “Just not sure how to put it.”

“Tell him your friend needs some lovin.” Laughed Asia.

After a short call Josh smiled to Asia. “He is on his way.”

Asia and Josh sat on the table drinking and making out getting ready for the next round.

Shortly an old beater pulled up and two young men got out.

Asia looked at Josh. “WTF Josh, I said one guy, never said any thing about…”

Before she could even finish LaSahaun grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to him.

“So the White Mom likes young cock. Come to the Right Place.”

Asia was panicked. Matt was a big bulked white kid and LaShaun an even bigger black hulk.

She was standing sandwiched between them.

Holding her by the hair with his left hand LaSahun ripped her blouse off with ease.

“Look what we got here. He grabbed her left tit tight and twisted.

Asai let out a scream. “Bitch, you like to be groped.” Asia yelped as he squeezed one nipple and then the other. Matt ripped off her skirt tossing it to the side. He took her pussy in a fist like grip.

Asia was sobbing, shaking as the turned her around each taking turns brutally groping.

Josh laughed watching Asia as the two hulks manhandled Asia, pushing her between them, groping, pinching. Matt slapped her ass and shoved her to LaShaun who spit on her face and slapped her tits pushing her back to Matt. Back and forth she stumbled.

LaShaun sat on the bench pulling Asia to her knees. He pulled down his pants and pulled her face to his cock. “Watch those teeth or you won’t have any left.” “Suck it Bitch.” On her knees, had Lashaun’s dick in her mouth up to his balls. She felt like passing out as her pulled her head by the hair up and down on his throbbing cock. Matt knelt behind her, grabbing her ass cheeks, pulling them apart shoving his cock into her cunt. Josh had his cell phone out filming Asia’s DP.

The two brutes fucked Asia like rag doll. Josh moved closer jacking off on Asia’s face still filming. With LaSahaun’s dick down her throat, Josh pinched off her nose watching her face turn red. Matt pounded her like a Hoe.

After what seemed like and eternity, Asia lay on the ground barely able to move as the three young men walked to the beater. She could hear them laughing. “Old Slut.” “Stupid bitch.” “Cum Whore” In a moment they were gone leaving Asia laying on the ground.

Her face was covered with dirt sticking to the cum coating. Her ass was red, cunt ached, tits were throbbing. Her tattered clothes had lay strewn around the bench. She thought she had blacked out as LaShaun’s cum shot down her throat only to come to as Matt’s throbbing cock unloaded inside her. Crawling to her car she felt sick, collapsing on the ground she vomited up LaShaun’s cum load along with her last meal.

The sun was setting as Asia found herself stillin the dirt, her face in her own puke.

Mosquito’s and flies buzzed around her. The smells of cum, vomit and urine caused her to become sick again. On her hands and knees she threw up once again. Asia crawled to the car thankful she had brought a change of clothes.

One Month later:

Asia drove an old car down the old city neighborhood street. Most of the lots were empty with the few houses left looking ready to collapse, many already boarded up. The few people she saw watched her with curiosity. As she approached an old boarded up bungalow she spotted the sign on the tree.

“Welcome White Hoe.”

On the porch she could see LaShaun along with a half dozen friends watching her intently. Asia was shaking with fear but she could not turn back now. Her legs felt weak as she got out of the car walking up to the house. Dressed in the shortest of red skirts, a halter top, and grotesque heels Asia made her way up the weedy sidewalk. The men on the porch had their shirts off, muscle bound big men with gang tat’s. She could only guess what would happen to her. She was not even sure if she would leave alive.

The End.

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