Racer's Edgeby SubwooferChaptersSpeed JunkyThe CrewsHumbling RivalsSleeping with the EnemySpeed JunkyIndigo Zapp was working on her old hand-me-down car from a cousin. The vehicle was one of those cars elderly folks drive. Indigo looked at the old beat-up Buick Le Sabre and moaned, she felt like ramming it into a wall to total the monstrosity. Indigo found herself driving to the store and pulled up to a black 1970s Dodge Charger, the young man she saw from his shirt said, "Toretto" he was looking in her direction and tried to flirt, but his blonde girlfriend elbowed his ribs. The light turned green and she floored that poor machine. She noted that Toretto was about to shift gears and she hastily pulled a pit maneuver and pulled away. The Charger recovered and was catching up. She drifted an interaction and as she pulled out of the drift she held her left hand out and gave the driver her middle finger and hollered out, "See ya bitch!" Toretto had his car spin out and slam into a light post. While walking the aisles she was bumped by a shorter man who looked like he was stocking up on the terrible tasting drink called Yoka. The man if you could call him that looked like he was in his early twenties and a red hair and a goatee. "Watch it" she growled out as his shopping cart hammer her ankle. The man's friend was big and strong and seemed pretty dull, Indigo being in a bad mood shoved the shorter man. Indigo ducked as a fist came flying in from her left. "Bash her Muscles!" "I'm trying Scadan! The little whore is too fast!" Indigo was dodging and weaving and laying in hits as fast as she could manage. Indigo got pinned against a dairy cooler door and was glaring daggers. "Yo' Scadan, what if we take her Woofer's car and we have some fun with this feisty piece of art?" "Sashi would want first go at her since he lost Layla to Toretto." "Wait, does Torretto drive a black Charger?" "What's it to you?" "I saw him earlier with a girl who looked like a slut. Anyways I got stuff to do." Scadan and Muscles watched her walked off. "Scadan...I'd like to fuck her hard and rough." "Same" was the reply. Indigo came back after she put the shopping cart in the cart to return to find a young man there. He invited her to see his car since Indigo still carried a wrench on her person. Things went out of hand and she was at a red light and realized that she made out in a stranger's car. sure the sex was good, but he was rough with her and her throat was a bit sore, and her mouth had an odd taste stuck to her taste buds. Once she dropped off the groceries and got them to put away she drove into town looking for some action. She pulled alongside a Scion Xb packing a ton of sub-woofers; the sounds of the music ass driving her crazy. They sped off at the light and Indigo was driving a slower car, but her knowledge of different maneuvers that police use gave her an edge. She so wanted to get a faster rider! Her tuned Buick was now overheating. "God damn this car!" She swore as the girl in the other car drove off. Indigo flipped the other driver off. At the mechanic's shop, she noticed that guy fixing her car was the guy she flipped off earlier. "Well, Indigo your car is almost shot..." "Hey, my eyes are up here!" She snapped as she saw that his eyes glance down at her "B" sized breasts. "From what you told, you faced off with a driver that runs in the gang called " Shift3r" that girl you raced is named Woofer. This Buick is trash, but I can find you a race-ready car that you can tune." "Can't afford it, besides I'm here just for the summer." As the duo talked Indigo met the rest of Tony's friends, Cisco had when she left and got a hug from them all, dude was strong and he hugged her and had her chasis pressed firmly against his body. She could feel his cock getting hard as they hugged. Indigo sped home at 110mph and made it in time for dinner. That night, she debated about telling about the guy she met named Sashi. Even though their fling was borderline of being consensual or not was a grey area. She wasn't a slut naturally but it kinda just happened. Two weeks Later Indigo had bought a motorcycle, she had it tuned to hit 190mph and was waiting for a race to be announced. A race was soon announced and Indigo was gonna be there. She rolled up on her new Kawasaki Ninja and hoping it'll be fast enough. Once the light at the intersection turned green the drivers sped off. Already lagging, she knew a route to get to the Beverly Hills. She had to slide herself and her bike under a trailer of a semi-truck then jerk herself upright. She could see the others down a side street and she had caught up. Tony Torretto spin his car around and began shooting paintballs at Indigo, the latter sped up and popped a wheelie and over the front of his car and off the backside. Indigo Zapp pulled an EMP grenade and threw it behind her, everything behind her was shut down. She now pulled up behind Scadan and Muscles, drawing a small .22 pistol fire off a round into one of their back tires, and watched them swerve. Layla was right behind Indigo and saw her jump off her bike and over a long 2"x4" beam and land back on her motorcycle and keep driving. "Yo Zapp! You got some sick skills let's see if you can handle me!" Indigo Zapp Slammed on her brakes and clutch and moved to the right, just as Layla pulled past. Indigo popped a wheelie and jit her NOS and jumped Layla's car and jumped some low Corvettes. By luck and skill, Indigo beat the pack and Sashi who had now pulled up in his Mclaren. "Now Ms. Indigo you got some crazy skills, how would you like to join Shift3r?" Indigo said that she'd have to think about it for a couple of days and that she'll get back to him. The CrewsIndigo Zapp sent texts late that night to the Rainbooms and a few other acquaintances. She needed to pull a crew together and have them tune their cars. A few days later from her late-night texts, Insigo had an uncle lend her a full warehouse set up to be a garage to work on cars. Applejack and Rainbow Dash pulled up followed by Lightning Dust and Spitfire. Sunset Shimmer and Vinyl pulled in last; Indigo Zapp got a surprise, Adagio and her crew rolled in like thunder. "Limestone is somewhere back in San Diego she wanted to smoke her distant cousin who had come from a family of Boxers; in a sprint for San Diego to Los Angeles to." "Yeah and get this!" Scoffed Rainbow Dash, "Knuckle is driving a VW beetle in a stock form! Limestone is in her F-350 turbo diesel, he's gonna get fucked up hard!" everyone either laughed at rhe horrible mash-up or placed bets. About three hours later Limestone pulled up and a grumpy Knuckles was cursing up a storm. As the young people chatted, Knuckles flirted with Applejack and Sonata Dusk. Vinyl was in the group and had her shirt buttoned up three-quarters of the up and her cleavage and her smooth firm breasts were visible. Sonata was in her hoodie and she left the zipper about sixty-five percent zipped. Applejack had taken her shirt off and her crop top she wore underneath was what she had on and Knuckles got a decent view of her figure. Limestone looked at her cousin and smirked. She sauntered over, her mini skirt swayed with her hips and her t-shirt (the shirt was three sizes too big for her) hung limp on her shoulders and almost halfway down her breasts" "Hey Knuckles did you tell these girls about the time we got lost on that ski trip?" "Hell no! That was awkward, to begin with, if I didn't know better I think you planned it." "Well duh! We got lost on this slope and we ended up about fifteen miles off course somehow; for warmth, we barely got a first built and we had to cuddle up for warmth. Anyways we ended up having some great sex!" "Limestone! Shut up, we didn't have the stuff for us to have safe sex!" Then why did you so happen to have lube in your backpack that night?" Knuckles blushed and he had forgotten that he had knocked up Marble earlier that morning. The young people wondered why Luna was in Adagio's crew? Luna came back from changing clothes and her dress barely covered any of her body, her boobs were visible from the sides and front, the slits were almost to her hip and the v in the back reached just two inches above her ass; the dress only came down to just three inches above her knees. Knuckles gawked, he suddenly felt a hand in his pants and the smell of booze wafting into his nose. Glancing over his shoulder he saw Vinyl smirking and realized that her hand was all over his cock. Thank God they were sitting at a table! He grasped her hand through his jeans and firmly pressed her hand into his crotch and held it there as he unloaded his sperm into it. The blast lasted about ten seconds before he was done. Vinyl pulled her soaked hand out and Applejack glared daggers, Vinyl just licked her hand clean and went to wash her hands. To remove the odor of cum off her breath before she and Octavia were to have sex that evening. Octavia luckily had been out making a phone call and was gathering more racers. Octavia had ditched the white blouse that she normally wore with her vest and just wore the best and a tight leather pencil skirt. Knuckles felt lucky as he noticed that the girls he was with had a ton of skin showing. He felt like he was gawking as Rainbow Dash wore sheer leggings and an athletic training top. "Fuck!" Chrysalis yelled as it became evident that her shirt was ruined from spilled salsa. Before anyone could stop her and dragged Knuckles into a room with no windows and locked the door. "Help a girl out Knuckles, help me change into something more firing for L.A.?" "Sure, under the condition that you do what I ask afterward." "Deal," Chrysalis said as Knuckles began to undress the girl, he removed her shoes and began to pull her leggings off, he removed them and gently pulled the stained shirt off. Her boobs he guessed were probably a 'B' sized set. He gently pulled her panties and bra off and went through her duffle to find an outfit. He found a semi-sheer tube top, and a super short mini skirt that made him think of a micro skirt; she also had a dress that he could tell would be mid-thigh and its deep cut 'V-neck' would reach the bottom edge of her breasts. He went for the dress. Chrysalis looked at his jeans and noted how his cock was fully erect. "Want me to suck you off?" Knuckles merely nodded. She was the best he ever had, even compared to when he had Marble do it that morning. He unleashed a single load into her mouth, the rest of his seed ended up on her firm petite figure. He luckily had a rag in his pocket from when he lost his race with Limestone. He wiped her body off and made sure she didn't smell like gasoline and he got her dressed. He let his hands wander around on her figure and he for fun to illicit a reaction fingered her pussy while they French-kissed. Chrysalis dominated him on the bed and she performed the reverse-cowboy and he liked how she was willing to do anything to please him. He just hoped Applejack doesn't figure it out. Humbling RivalsIndigo Zapp and her friends were prepping to take on L.A.'s two best-known racing crews. Tony and his crew rolled up and jabbed fun at the hodge-podge group. A blonde-haired girl named Layla walked up to Applejack and laughed at the old Ford truck. Knuckles coming from the back had seen the bullying and he was going to do something about it. Drawing his gold plated pistol ordered Layla to her knees, before Tony could react Layla was stripping down to her bare skin. The others had drawn their handguns and held Tony and his crew at bay. Before Knuckles could begin a few cars rolled up. The drivers of the newcomers stepped out and Octavia walked up and hugged each of the boys; it was Zephyr, Big Mac, and Shining Armor. The four young men after coaxing from Knuckles went to town with Layla and took turns abusing and ravaging her body. Tony Toretto, Cisco, and "Frosty" just watched helplessly. Knuckles shoved his cock in as deep it would go into Layla's mouth and throat and unloaded several loads of his warm salty sperm into Layla's mouth and made sure she swallowed and not wasted a drop. Zephyr pulled from a nearby toolbox and used some wire as a whip, he also constructed a ball-gag out of a shifter knob and some duct tape. Zephyr also found a gear shift shaft and slowly and forcefully in and out of Layla's ass. Shining Armor and Big Mac double-teamed on Layla and had her skewed between them and their cum dripped from the holes they filled. As Layla lay on the ground the boys chugged a few cans of beer and then some water. After a few moments of just laughing at how Layla's mascara smeared trails down her cheeks from the sobbing, she was brought to by their brutality. The boys decided they needed to urinate, looking at Layla; they forced her to swallow their urine and then they soaked her figure with it. They dragged Layla to the curb and tossed her there and her clothes. "Remember Torretto, we own these streets now...stay on your turf!" Knuckles growled out the order. Tony's had just left when they heard Echo yelling at them. "You sick bastards, you can't just treat a friend of mine like that! She's family so bitches you're answering to me!" Knuckles looked at Applejack and Indigo and let a soft shrill whistle out. Indigo and Applejack called the girls over and the bots set up a video camera and began to record. The girls had to maul Echo before they had their fun. Echo looked more abused than Layla had; besides having several dildos shoved into her, Echo also had been face-sat by all of them. Echo was trying to crawl away when Luna dragged her back and forced her face into her vagina. Echo began to eat Luna out until Luna began to piss into Echo's mouth and rammed her pussy into the open mouth and Echo was forced to swallow the bitter fluid. Echo was then thrown out of the building and the garage got cleaned up. Knuckles watched the girls get their clothes back on, but noticed Applejack stayed nude and walked over to him. Sitting on his lap and gently brought his face to her firm C-Cup-sized breasts and he could smell a sweet, cinnamon apple scent from her body wash. He couldn't help it, but he began a slow lick then he sucked on one of her tits as his hands felt every curve of her body. Applejack began to kiss his neck and held his head in her arms and whispered into his ear. "You're mine now! If Limestone don't like it...she can eat my ass." All Knuckles could do was mumble a response. The pair had no idea that they had an audience with their other crew members. Sleeping with the EnemyAuthor's Note I am back from my Hiatus and wrote a short segment just to try to get back into the vibe of the story. Sleeping with the Enemy Indigo Zapp had snuck off into the cool night, with a slight breeze off the Pacific and a bright half-moon she crept to the door of a motel lodging, the number on the door was 318. After a light knock followed by two double-taps, it swing open and there stood Tony grinning like a fucking idiot and shirtless. "Hello Ms. Zapp" Tony had plans and Indigo had no clue what was going to happen. "Shut the hell up Torretto! I'm here now what?" Was the curt reply and cold glare. The motel was empty except for them and the owner had gone home already. Indigo was yanked in and handcuffed to the bed; the bed smelled rank of several long nights coupled with the smell of mildew from the stained ceiling. "Thank God you're dumb enough to wear a tube top bitch! After that shit, you pulled with Layla and Echo....this is karma!" Tony slowly and undressed Layla and placed her clothes gently on a chair. Taking his jeans off and tossing them to the chair he took Indigo missionary style and he held nothing back. Indigo's mind hated the fact that there was no foreplay or anything! Tony performed several sex acts from the time Indigo arrived (about 12.30 am) to about five o'clock in the morning. When Tony fell asleep, Indigo had also drifted off and finally uncuffed and worn out from being raped all night just slept with Tony's cock up her ass and his hands on her breasts.
Speed JunkyIndigo Zapp was working on her old hand-me-down car from a cousin. The vehicle was one of those cars elderly folks drive. Indigo looked at the old beat-up Buick Le Sabre and moaned, she felt like ramming it into a wall to total the monstrosity. Indigo found herself driving to the store and pulled up to a black 1970s Dodge Charger, the young man she saw from his shirt said, "Toretto" he was looking in her direction and tried to flirt, but his blonde girlfriend elbowed his ribs. The light turned green and she floored that poor machine. She noted that Toretto was about to shift gears and she hastily pulled a pit maneuver and pulled away. The Charger recovered and was catching up. She drifted an interaction and as she pulled out of the drift she held her left hand out and gave the driver her middle finger and hollered out, "See ya bitch!" Toretto had his car spin out and slam into a light post. While walking the aisles she was bumped by a shorter man who looked like he was stocking up on the terrible tasting drink called Yoka. The man if you could call him that looked like he was in his early twenties and a red hair and a goatee. "Watch it" she growled out as his shopping cart hammer her ankle. The man's friend was big and strong and seemed pretty dull, Indigo being in a bad mood shoved the shorter man. Indigo ducked as a fist came flying in from her left. "Bash her Muscles!" "I'm trying Scadan! The little whore is too fast!" Indigo was dodging and weaving and laying in hits as fast as she could manage. Indigo got pinned against a dairy cooler door and was glaring daggers. "Yo' Scadan, what if we take her Woofer's car and we have some fun with this feisty piece of art?" "Sashi would want first go at her since he lost Layla to Toretto." "Wait, does Torretto drive a black Charger?" "What's it to you?" "I saw him earlier with a girl who looked like a slut. Anyways I got stuff to do." Scadan and Muscles watched her walked off. "Scadan...I'd like to fuck her hard and rough." "Same" was the reply. Indigo came back after she put the shopping cart in the cart to return to find a young man there. He invited her to see his car since Indigo still carried a wrench on her person. Things went out of hand and she was at a red light and realized that she made out in a stranger's car. sure the sex was good, but he was rough with her and her throat was a bit sore, and her mouth had an odd taste stuck to her taste buds. Once she dropped off the groceries and got them to put away she drove into town looking for some action. She pulled alongside a Scion Xb packing a ton of sub-woofers; the sounds of the music ass driving her crazy. They sped off at the light and Indigo was driving a slower car, but her knowledge of different maneuvers that police use gave her an edge. She so wanted to get a faster rider! Her tuned Buick was now overheating. "God damn this car!" She swore as the girl in the other car drove off. Indigo flipped the other driver off. At the mechanic's shop, she noticed that guy fixing her car was the guy she flipped off earlier. "Well, Indigo your car is almost shot..." "Hey, my eyes are up here!" She snapped as she saw that his eyes glance down at her "B" sized breasts. "From what you told, you faced off with a driver that runs in the gang called " Shift3r" that girl you raced is named Woofer. This Buick is trash, but I can find you a race-ready car that you can tune." "Can't afford it, besides I'm here just for the summer." As the duo talked Indigo met the rest of Tony's friends, Cisco had when she left and got a hug from them all, dude was strong and he hugged her and had her chasis pressed firmly against his body. She could feel his cock getting hard as they hugged. Indigo sped home at 110mph and made it in time for dinner. That night, she debated about telling about the guy she met named Sashi. Even though their fling was borderline of being consensual or not was a grey area. She wasn't a slut naturally but it kinda just happened. Two weeks Later Indigo had bought a motorcycle, she had it tuned to hit 190mph and was waiting for a race to be announced. A race was soon announced and Indigo was gonna be there. She rolled up on her new Kawasaki Ninja and hoping it'll be fast enough. Once the light at the intersection turned green the drivers sped off. Already lagging, she knew a route to get to the Beverly Hills. She had to slide herself and her bike under a trailer of a semi-truck then jerk herself upright. She could see the others down a side street and she had caught up. Tony Torretto spin his car around and began shooting paintballs at Indigo, the latter sped up and popped a wheelie and over the front of his car and off the backside. Indigo Zapp pulled an EMP grenade and threw it behind her, everything behind her was shut down. She now pulled up behind Scadan and Muscles, drawing a small .22 pistol fire off a round into one of their back tires, and watched them swerve. Layla was right behind Indigo and saw her jump off her bike and over a long 2"x4" beam and land back on her motorcycle and keep driving. "Yo Zapp! You got some sick skills let's see if you can handle me!" Indigo Zapp Slammed on her brakes and clutch and moved to the right, just as Layla pulled past. Indigo popped a wheelie and jit her NOS and jumped Layla's car and jumped some low Corvettes. By luck and skill, Indigo beat the pack and Sashi who had now pulled up in his Mclaren. "Now Ms. Indigo you got some crazy skills, how would you like to join Shift3r?" Indigo said that she'd have to think about it for a couple of days and that she'll get back to him.
The CrewsIndigo Zapp sent texts late that night to the Rainbooms and a few other acquaintances. She needed to pull a crew together and have them tune their cars. A few days later from her late-night texts, Insigo had an uncle lend her a full warehouse set up to be a garage to work on cars. Applejack and Rainbow Dash pulled up followed by Lightning Dust and Spitfire. Sunset Shimmer and Vinyl pulled in last; Indigo Zapp got a surprise, Adagio and her crew rolled in like thunder. "Limestone is somewhere back in San Diego she wanted to smoke her distant cousin who had come from a family of Boxers; in a sprint for San Diego to Los Angeles to." "Yeah and get this!" Scoffed Rainbow Dash, "Knuckle is driving a VW beetle in a stock form! Limestone is in her F-350 turbo diesel, he's gonna get fucked up hard!" everyone either laughed at rhe horrible mash-up or placed bets. About three hours later Limestone pulled up and a grumpy Knuckles was cursing up a storm. As the young people chatted, Knuckles flirted with Applejack and Sonata Dusk. Vinyl was in the group and had her shirt buttoned up three-quarters of the up and her cleavage and her smooth firm breasts were visible. Sonata was in her hoodie and she left the zipper about sixty-five percent zipped. Applejack had taken her shirt off and her crop top she wore underneath was what she had on and Knuckles got a decent view of her figure. Limestone looked at her cousin and smirked. She sauntered over, her mini skirt swayed with her hips and her t-shirt (the shirt was three sizes too big for her) hung limp on her shoulders and almost halfway down her breasts" "Hey Knuckles did you tell these girls about the time we got lost on that ski trip?" "Hell no! That was awkward, to begin with, if I didn't know better I think you planned it." "Well duh! We got lost on this slope and we ended up about fifteen miles off course somehow; for warmth, we barely got a first built and we had to cuddle up for warmth. Anyways we ended up having some great sex!" "Limestone! Shut up, we didn't have the stuff for us to have safe sex!" Then why did you so happen to have lube in your backpack that night?" Knuckles blushed and he had forgotten that he had knocked up Marble earlier that morning. The young people wondered why Luna was in Adagio's crew? Luna came back from changing clothes and her dress barely covered any of her body, her boobs were visible from the sides and front, the slits were almost to her hip and the v in the back reached just two inches above her ass; the dress only came down to just three inches above her knees. Knuckles gawked, he suddenly felt a hand in his pants and the smell of booze wafting into his nose. Glancing over his shoulder he saw Vinyl smirking and realized that her hand was all over his cock. Thank God they were sitting at a table! He grasped her hand through his jeans and firmly pressed her hand into his crotch and held it there as he unloaded his sperm into it. The blast lasted about ten seconds before he was done. Vinyl pulled her soaked hand out and Applejack glared daggers, Vinyl just licked her hand clean and went to wash her hands. To remove the odor of cum off her breath before she and Octavia were to have sex that evening. Octavia luckily had been out making a phone call and was gathering more racers. Octavia had ditched the white blouse that she normally wore with her vest and just wore the best and a tight leather pencil skirt. Knuckles felt lucky as he noticed that the girls he was with had a ton of skin showing. He felt like he was gawking as Rainbow Dash wore sheer leggings and an athletic training top. "Fuck!" Chrysalis yelled as it became evident that her shirt was ruined from spilled salsa. Before anyone could stop her and dragged Knuckles into a room with no windows and locked the door. "Help a girl out Knuckles, help me change into something more firing for L.A.?" "Sure, under the condition that you do what I ask afterward." "Deal," Chrysalis said as Knuckles began to undress the girl, he removed her shoes and began to pull her leggings off, he removed them and gently pulled the stained shirt off. Her boobs he guessed were probably a 'B' sized set. He gently pulled her panties and bra off and went through her duffle to find an outfit. He found a semi-sheer tube top, and a super short mini skirt that made him think of a micro skirt; she also had a dress that he could tell would be mid-thigh and its deep cut 'V-neck' would reach the bottom edge of her breasts. He went for the dress. Chrysalis looked at his jeans and noted how his cock was fully erect. "Want me to suck you off?" Knuckles merely nodded. She was the best he ever had, even compared to when he had Marble do it that morning. He unleashed a single load into her mouth, the rest of his seed ended up on her firm petite figure. He luckily had a rag in his pocket from when he lost his race with Limestone. He wiped her body off and made sure she didn't smell like gasoline and he got her dressed. He let his hands wander around on her figure and he for fun to illicit a reaction fingered her pussy while they French-kissed. Chrysalis dominated him on the bed and she performed the reverse-cowboy and he liked how she was willing to do anything to please him. He just hoped Applejack doesn't figure it out.
Humbling RivalsIndigo Zapp and her friends were prepping to take on L.A.'s two best-known racing crews. Tony and his crew rolled up and jabbed fun at the hodge-podge group. A blonde-haired girl named Layla walked up to Applejack and laughed at the old Ford truck. Knuckles coming from the back had seen the bullying and he was going to do something about it. Drawing his gold plated pistol ordered Layla to her knees, before Tony could react Layla was stripping down to her bare skin. The others had drawn their handguns and held Tony and his crew at bay. Before Knuckles could begin a few cars rolled up. The drivers of the newcomers stepped out and Octavia walked up and hugged each of the boys; it was Zephyr, Big Mac, and Shining Armor. The four young men after coaxing from Knuckles went to town with Layla and took turns abusing and ravaging her body. Tony Toretto, Cisco, and "Frosty" just watched helplessly. Knuckles shoved his cock in as deep it would go into Layla's mouth and throat and unloaded several loads of his warm salty sperm into Layla's mouth and made sure she swallowed and not wasted a drop. Zephyr pulled from a nearby toolbox and used some wire as a whip, he also constructed a ball-gag out of a shifter knob and some duct tape. Zephyr also found a gear shift shaft and slowly and forcefully in and out of Layla's ass. Shining Armor and Big Mac double-teamed on Layla and had her skewed between them and their cum dripped from the holes they filled. As Layla lay on the ground the boys chugged a few cans of beer and then some water. After a few moments of just laughing at how Layla's mascara smeared trails down her cheeks from the sobbing, she was brought to by their brutality. The boys decided they needed to urinate, looking at Layla; they forced her to swallow their urine and then they soaked her figure with it. They dragged Layla to the curb and tossed her there and her clothes. "Remember Torretto, we own these streets now...stay on your turf!" Knuckles growled out the order. Tony's had just left when they heard Echo yelling at them. "You sick bastards, you can't just treat a friend of mine like that! She's family so bitches you're answering to me!" Knuckles looked at Applejack and Indigo and let a soft shrill whistle out. Indigo and Applejack called the girls over and the bots set up a video camera and began to record. The girls had to maul Echo before they had their fun. Echo looked more abused than Layla had; besides having several dildos shoved into her, Echo also had been face-sat by all of them. Echo was trying to crawl away when Luna dragged her back and forced her face into her vagina. Echo began to eat Luna out until Luna began to piss into Echo's mouth and rammed her pussy into the open mouth and Echo was forced to swallow the bitter fluid. Echo was then thrown out of the building and the garage got cleaned up. Knuckles watched the girls get their clothes back on, but noticed Applejack stayed nude and walked over to him. Sitting on his lap and gently brought his face to her firm C-Cup-sized breasts and he could smell a sweet, cinnamon apple scent from her body wash. He couldn't help it, but he began a slow lick then he sucked on one of her tits as his hands felt every curve of her body. Applejack began to kiss his neck and held his head in her arms and whispered into his ear. "You're mine now! If Limestone don't like it...she can eat my ass." All Knuckles could do was mumble a response. The pair had no idea that they had an audience with their other crew members.
Sleeping with the EnemyAuthor's Note I am back from my Hiatus and wrote a short segment just to try to get back into the vibe of the story. Sleeping with the Enemy Indigo Zapp had snuck off into the cool night, with a slight breeze off the Pacific and a bright half-moon she crept to the door of a motel lodging, the number on the door was 318. After a light knock followed by two double-taps, it swing open and there stood Tony grinning like a fucking idiot and shirtless. "Hello Ms. Zapp" Tony had plans and Indigo had no clue what was going to happen. "Shut the hell up Torretto! I'm here now what?" Was the curt reply and cold glare. The motel was empty except for them and the owner had gone home already. Indigo was yanked in and handcuffed to the bed; the bed smelled rank of several long nights coupled with the smell of mildew from the stained ceiling. "Thank God you're dumb enough to wear a tube top bitch! After that shit, you pulled with Layla and Echo....this is karma!" Tony slowly and undressed Layla and placed her clothes gently on a chair. Taking his jeans off and tossing them to the chair he took Indigo missionary style and he held nothing back. Indigo's mind hated the fact that there was no foreplay or anything! Tony performed several sex acts from the time Indigo arrived (about 12.30 am) to about five o'clock in the morning. When Tony fell asleep, Indigo had also drifted off and finally uncuffed and worn out from being raped all night just slept with Tony's cock up her ass and his hands on her breasts.
