“RUNAWAY” Chapter 9 “Pushing The Limits” by brokenwing..,

Follow along as Holly, traveling by the name Sammi Shepherd, hitchhikes alone across the country facing the dangers any teenager might encounter while she tries to establish a new identity and life for herself. She also struggles to face the horrific memories of the forced sexual things Roger, her mom’s boyfriend arranges for her. The other chapters to this story and my other stories are here: https://www.sexstories.com/profile269763/brokenwing , The first few hours of the night Sammi woke up frequently. The dim light coming into the cab and through the curtain between the truck seats and sleeper from the rest stop and highway lights were just enough to allow her to look at her most significant tattoo, the one on her right wrist, a puzzle piece. The tattoo she got to cover the scar that she intentionally created hoping to end the pain of her daily life caused by her mother’s latest boyfriend. The puzzle piece a reminder that life was very complicated but with hard work, determination and tenacity someone could overcome the most difficult of circumstances as well as fit together the most minor of details to survive and succeed life just as one single puzzle piece at a time, placed with another and then another begins to show the image of what will eventually be a complete picture.

After staring at the one on her wrist she looked at the cross on her finger, the clover inside her arm by her elbow and the dragonfly that was paid for by her first gang rape.

For a few moments it was hard to breath. Her very quickly planned decision to run away so far had gone pretty well, one puzzle piece at a time.

She thought about the dragonfly she had wanted. Like many mothers and daughters she felt like her mother was too strict and was constantly changing the rules when she would try new things that before were not restricted by a rule, like getting a ride home with a boy named Luke in his car. She was honest telling her mom she had done so and then suddenly she wasn’t allowed to ride home with a boy from school any longer. That same boy, when they were younger, who had captured fireflys in a jar with her so she could see them. She had loved them since then for their ability to light up, fly and be free, even though Luke would catch them so they could both look at them closely he quickly once again set them free.

But like so many other new rules when she knew it was the tattoo she wanted more then anything in the world and she saved the money to pay for it and then asked and even begged her mom for the tattoo, her mom set a new rule, no tattoos till she was eighteen.

She pulled back the covers and pushed her leg out into the light, John had done a beautiful firefly tattoo and for a moment she touched the tattoo and thought about the first time Luke had caught a firefly in a jar and brought it to her to see and then even showed her how to catch, look at and them release them. But even with all the positive memories the firefly could bring back to her mind, it now also brought back to her the memory of the first time not one, or two but three men had sex with her, gang raped her. What was even more daunting was that she could not say for sure who the second and third men were to rape her. She knew John was first, she suspected the second man was the other tattoo artist but she didn’t even know his name and she hoped the third cock to push into her was Roger but she would never know for sure.

But the firefly tattoo that she had wanted so badly for so long would forever be a reminder of the day, three men gang raped her. Men who she knew little or nothing about. Now the permanent tattoo would likely forever be a reminder of having three men use her against her will.

But even as she thought about that, Roger’s words filled her thoughts, “”Don’t think Holly, don’t question just experience it Holly. I know you’re sore but your body is still responding. Feel the cock stroking in and out of you deep. You’re swollen and raw but you’re still responding even with the pain because you’re a dirty, filthy, pain slut Holly and your body wants, no needs more. Just accept it Holly, accept what you feel and who you are.”

Thinking about his words left tears streaming from her eyes. She realized she was rubbing the tattoo on her calf. Her biggest fear was what if any part of what Roger said was the truth?

To take her mind off of Roger’s words she took a few minutes to watch the older trucker, on who’s chest she was lying, watching, hearing and feeling the rise and fall of his chest with each breath.

After everything Roger had put her through she was amazed to have found a man whom so far she felt she could trust. He could easily have overpowered her in the motel room when she walked out of the bathroom with only a motel towel wrapped around her body. But even though he had been forward enough to kiss her, when her body trembled, he did not push further and try to take more, instead he walked out of the room. It was only after that action she realized his kiss was soft and tender like she once had believed a kiss was supposed to be. But before his kiss, every other kiss she had was from Roger or one of his friends or maybe she should call them associates. Those kisses were not kind or gentle and definitely not loving.

She looked at the trucker and wondered what it felt like to be his wife. She couldn’t help wonder how lonely his wife must have felt when he was gone on the road. She couldn’t help but be curious how often they had sex when he was home. She blushed and felt some shame when she felt curious what it might feel like to have sex with him. Only a few months ago she would have thought the idea of flirting let alone sex with a male much older then eighteen gross, that was before Roger arranged for multiple adult men of varying ages to have sex with her.

Now here she lay with a man over fifty curious what it felt like for his wife to be married to him. She thought about their three kisses, the one in the hotel room when she froze and trebled with nerves. The one in the cab of the truck with him sitting in his seat where she felt like a school girl terrified he’d reject her. And finally the kiss before getting into the truck just a few hours earlier, a kiss that for the first time in her life, felt both loving and romantic. A kiss she wished didn’t have to end.

She stared at his face, looking at every detail the limited light would show. The one thing she had no choice but to accept was that the moment Roger came into her life he forever changed who she was. Had he never done so she most likely would not be in this truck now.

She finally laid her head back down trying once again to fall back asleep. Eventually she did.

Only a few short hours later Joseph woke as the sun just started to ascend in the Eastern sky. When he opened his eyes the first thing he saw was the lovely young woman who was now lying on her side facing away from him. He woke also lying on his side facing her and her body was ever so slightly leaning back against him. He realized that for the first time in a long time he had a raging hard erection.

He couldn’t help himself from looking her up and down. He loved the light blue shirt she had on as it showed most of her bare shoulders and arms. His eyes were reminded that she had removed her bra before she had gotten under the covers of the sleeper as he could easily make out the natural shape of one of her breasts including the nipple. He loved the natural curves and the feminine shape of her body as he could distinguish her tiny waist and then the rise to her hips.

With her body lightly pressed back against his, he couldn’t resist ever so slightly letting his weight shift towards her. He had not cuddled or spooned with a woman in so many years. She felt amazing, so soft and feminine, she smelled much better then the last time they were there in the sleeper before she had showered.

Joseph closed his eyes and imagined what it might be like to wake her with kisses and make sweet love with her. Even with the fact he had already been a widower a few years he felt a bit guilty for the desires stirring inside him but that didn’t stop him from imagining how amazing it might feel to be inside her. He couldn’t resist smelling her hair. By inching closer to her he could feel the firmness of her bottom against his hard cock and she just felt incredible and warm.

Despite the sun continuing to rise and the minutes passing on time he could be driving he wanted to enjoy lying by her a bit longer.

He couldn’t stop himself from thinking about gently turning her on her back, kissing her and getting on top of her to made passionate love.

A few minutes passed as he enjoyed that fantasy, imagining what it might be like to have sex with the attractive curvaceous young woman. The thought of her youthful energy invigorated him.

But after enjoying the fantasy for several minutes his mind drifted back to the hotel room and his attempt at a simple kiss that was met by uncontrollable trembling. His mind thought about the number of bruises he saw on her body. Who had done that to her? Certainly that was part of why she was hitchhiking with so few belongings.

He took one last opportunity to think about his own needs before bending down and kissing her cheek, “Mind if I slip past you hear we need to hit the road, I hope we arrive before five o’clock today if so we get the delivery bonus” he said.

Sammi looked up at him with groggy eyes still sleepy. But as he started to straddle her to crawl over her to get to the front of the truck she put a hand on his arm and asked, “Can I have a kiss first.”

At that point to give him room to get past her she had rolled flat on her back, so she touched his arm to stop him when he was almost fully over her. He quickly responded “Of course.”

At first he lowered just his shoulders and head and pressed his lips against hers, his intention was to just give her a quick peck and then keep going but the moment he leaned down to kiss her she slid her arms around his neck, something that was so much easier for her to do when not standing up since his he was so much taller. Like all her other kisses within moments of making lip contact her mouth opened. He normally wouldn’t initiate that with morning breath but how could he resist her.