Rain streaming in her eyes Spencer looked around. She couldn't see anything from the heavy down pour. She didn't know she was being followed. She didn't even know where she was. It started out as just a regular summer day. Spencer and her boyfriend had decided to take a hike high up in the Smoky Moutains. They tooks hikes all the time, but this time they got seperated when the rain started pouring and Spencer fell down a small incline, but with the rain drumming in her boyfriend's ears he didn't hear her fall and now couldn't hear her calls for help. Now she was wondering aimlessly through the woods alittle disorientated from hitting her head on one of the rocks below. She was soaked and trying to find some sort of shelter from the elements. The man following the stumbling mud soaked girl smiled to himself. He had the only cabin within a 20 mile radius of where they were. All he had to do was get to the girl, act the good samaritan and then she would be his for as long as he wanted her. The way her clothes were molding themself to her body was making him think he would keep her a good long time.
Finally Spencer sat down looking bewildered. She had no clue where she was going or where she was going to find shelter. She was cold, frightened, and hungry. Her head shot up when she heard a twig snap.
"Chuck?" She called.
"No sorry, Sweetie. You look lost and I thought until this rain lets up you could get warm and dry in my house. It's right up this pass." He gave her his best innocent old man look all the while getting hard by the sight of her breasts pushing out from her soaked little tank top.
"Thank you, Sir." Spencer told the man who appeared out of no where. She was fearful of going home with him, but even more fearful of staying out here overnight in the rain.
She followed him up the small incline and saw the small cabin partially hidden by the woods. A chill ran up her spine as she realized that if she would need help it would be virtually impossible for anyone to find her.
"But what choice do I have?" Spencer asked herself,"I either go with him and hopefully live or stay out here in the elements and die."
The old man interduced himself as Erwin and told her to make herself at home. Spencer didn't miss the lust filled glaze that had filled his eyes. She just kept telling herself she was mistaken. "You need to get out of those wet clothes." He told her.
"I...um..Am fine."
"You're going to catch your death in this cold in those wet clothes." He laughed and grabbed the front of her shirt and began to pull.
"Please no! I'm fine I don't need help."
"Sweetie, you don't seem to understand. I didn't invite you into my house to make nice with you. I brought you here to fuck you."
"I wont." She started walking away towards the door.
"Then leave and die outside. Have you ever been wet and outside in the cold of the mountains. It gets really cold. You wont make it through the night. The way I see it you have two choices. You either stay in here and live, but do every dirty thing I tell you to do or leave the warmth of this house and die." Tears ran down Spencer's cheeks as Edwin asked," How badly do you want to live?" As he walked over to her and rubbed her breasts from behind.
"Good girl." He told her as he started pinching her nipples through her shirt. He could feel the wetness from her tears falling on his hands."Get undressed...NOW!"
With shaking hands she pulled her tank top over her head ,unbuttoned and pulled off her pants.
"Oh you are a bad girl aren't you. Where are your panties?" He walked over to her and spread her legs. He sniffed her pussy,"Oh my you smell like stale cum. I think I know where your panties are. Somewhere up on this moutain. Aren't they you little slut. Yes I know. I was watching you. You and your boyfriend up on that grassy patch. He was fucking you good wasn't he. Now you're here to let me fuck you just like he did. You little whore." He licked her pussy,"MMMM good pussy." He felt her quick intake of breath and laughed again. "You liked that didn't you. I bet I can make you cum. I bet I can make you scream out my name just like you did with him. Two men in one day. You are a little slut. You like the fact that a dirty old man is down here smelling and licking on your hairy little pussy." He started rubbing her lips with his fingers,"What a pretty little pussy you have. With pretty little lips." He spread her lips and sucked on her clit,"And a pretty little clit." He was knealing in front of her on his knees with his face shoved between her thighs.
Spencer couldn't stop her erratic breathing,"NO! I wont cum. He is raping you. He is a rapist." She kept trying to tell herself, but it wasn't helping. Her eyes kept wondering back to his white almost bald head lapping at her pussy. "This man is old enough to be your grandpa." She told herself trying again to calm herself down. Edwin looked up at her and smiled, his face slick and shining from her own pussy juices.
"How was that little whore?"He asked her as he pushing her down on her knees."It's your turn now wouldn't you think?" He reached inside his pants and pulled out his cock. It was a nice size about 6 inches limp with little white hairs all around it. Her stomach turned, but at the same time her pussy got wetter.
Spencer tried to close her mouth to keep from having to suck him off, but Edwin wouldn't have it. He smacked his cock on her face and grabbed hold of the back of her head. "Open it or I throw your naked ass out of my house. I'd say the temperature has already started dropping." He laughed as she opened her mouth. He rubbed his cock on her tongue. "Taste good baby?" He asked her as he grabbed the back of her head harder and pushed his cock inside her mouth as far as he could get it to go. Despite her disgust she sucked and licked on his cock as if it was her last meal. Before she knew it he pulled his cock out of her mouth. "You are a cock slut aren't you?" He pushed her on her back and spread her legs with his knees. His cock was fully erect now and standing at eight and a half inches. "It's time to sample your sweet pussy." He pushed the head of his cock just barely inside her pussy hole and watched the tears fall down her cheeks. These were tears of shame because she knew she was on the verge of cumming. He knew that and she knew that. He pushed and his cock slid easily inside of her. The passage way lubricated with her own juices.