krunni tricking ojisans into her sex van
You're all alone on the park bench, ruminating over life, trying to savor the last cig you had on you. Your company was in the red, and you were among the casualties laid off.
You drop the bud on the ground, steeping on it with the heel of your once shiny leather loafers. You take a drink from the cheap bear bottle, letting the alcohol slosh in your mouth to wash away the taste of nicotine.
"Hey there mister," you blink, turning your head to the mysterious voice. Sitting next to you was a beautiful little girl in a black sundress, a wreath of sunflowers on her black hair. Her teasing blue eyes boring into your soul.
"You look lonely," you hear another voice, this time behind you. There is another girl, this time with red hair and black highlights, mouse like ears jutting from her sides. She spoke in a distinct accent. She wore a white tanktop and shorts
"We can help with that." the final voice was in front of you. A white haired girl, in a denim dress and sandalwood sandals. A large blue selachian tail from her behind.
You nervously finish your drink, your eyes shifting among the three girls that surrounded you.
You've heard this in the news recently, there's been a string of abductions of middle aged men by young girls.
The first girl scoots over towards you, you try to awkwardly move away until there was no room for you to leave. She smiles at you mockingly, stroking your lap with her tiny hands.
"You like rock mister?," she asks very sweetly, you can't help but be at ease against your rational judgement.
"Y-Yeah," you undo the buttons on your collar, you were heating up from the anxiety.
The ratgirl was next, embracing your neck with her soft and slender arms.
"We have some Foo Fighters and Red Hot Chilli Peppers." her accent was strangely alluring.
The shark girl gripped your hand. Her blue eyes that of a predator.
"We even have some beer and Marlboro," She says seductively, oh dear lord how could you have resisted?
You knew it was a terrible idea, letting these three little girls lead you away from the eyes of the public. When you were walking towards the parking lot your danger senses were all but screaming at you.
When you arrived at the van it was obvious you were trapped, but it was too late. The three of them shoved you inside the dingy and dirty white vehicle.
You knew it was coming, but your underdeveloped mind couldn't resist. The redhead and brunette overpowered you easily, everyone knew a grown man were no match for a little girl. The shark girl was the one who drove the getaway vehicle.
You were shamefully stripped, then bound with pink glittery duct tape. You were unable to see anything as the black haired girl sat on your face with her panty clad crotch.
"Just like that Kronii! Hold the fucker down!," the accent meant it was the red head, you could feel her hands doing something around your nether regions. You could only scream out in both horror and pleasure as you felt her sharp teeth scratching against your poor dick.
You couldn't do anything, your hands and feet were bound. Your face underneath the west and moist cunny of the girl called Kronii who only laughed and cried out ecstatically at your tongues attempt of prying her off. The rat girl and her filthy mouth violating your pee pee.
"Don't break him too hard girls, in 30 minutes I'm gonna switch over with you Bae," Those were the words of their apparent ring leader. The three of them would take turns defiling your virginal body.
You would never enjoy rock music ever again.