Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. With my mom away on a retreat and my brother at football camp, I knew I'd have the house to myself all day Monday. I was going to have a couple of friends over, but on Sunday night, I heard my father talking to one of his employees, John about coming over and loading materials up for a job. He told them where they were down by the shed because he'd be out all day. John was an asshole. He was rude and mean. The only reason my dad kept him was because he was a hard worker, I guess. He was in his mid-thirties, and despite being a jerk, he was rugged and handsome, very well built with light brown hair. I decided that rather than hang out with friends the next day, it would be more fun to lay out by the pool, teasing John, and seeing what his reaction would be. The next day I awoke at about 9:30 and decided to go out and plan a spot within sight from the tool shed. I pulled on a pair of jean shorts and a red and white striped pull-over. It was a bit chilly outside with a cool breeze holding off the summer heat. I walked around the pool's edge trying to find a place to layout. I heard a noise and to my surprise, John was already out there tossing wood into his black pickup. Disappointed, I walked down the steps, raising my arms above my head and yawning as I tip-toed onto the the stone driveway. "Hi," I offered cheerfully. "Wow, you're awake already?" he muttered in typical a-hole fashion. "What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, slightly offended, but still turned on at his big shoulder muscles. He was wearing a dark blue tank top and blue jeans, along with a short, three-day scruffy beard. "I didn't figure that a princess like you would be awake before noon," he replied. He didn't look at me, but I knew the second I looked away his eyes would be all over my body. I always saw him leering at my older sister when I was younger and knew he did the same to me. If my father ever saw him, it would probably be the excuse he needed to fire him. "So what are you doing? Trying to scope out a place to tan, then going back to bed until the sun comes out? The adventures of a blond high school cheerleader!" He was so rude! "I'm not a cheerleader," I weakly replied. "Awww," he replied. "Well maybe you can make yourself useful and load some wood into the truck. You working, now that would be an adventure. Do you feel useful?" "I feel horny," I said, running my palm down the front of my thinly striped shirt. Instantly, he dropped the piece of wood in his hand to the ground and looked at me. "Oh, you are looking for an adventure!" "I think so...." I said letting my voice trail off as I stared shyly at him. I crossed my arms, grasping the bottom of my shirt with both hands and pulled it over my head. I dropped it to my side, the cool breeze teased my nipples, blending together with the heat from his stare. I stood there staring at him as he moved toward me, his eyes never diverting from my big, bare breasts. He kissed me and ran his hands down my body, letting them linger on my soft breasts. I wrapped my hands around his rock solid shoulders. He lifted my right leg, his hand rubbing from the seat of my pants to the crotch, all the while sucking on my tits like there was no tomorrow. "Suck them," I said with a moan. He obliged, only stopping to let me pull his tank top off, kiss his hard chest and then to he kissed me lustfully before returning his focus to my melons. His saliva ran down my tits. He rubbed my ass, pulling the short denim shorts, allowing the crisp air to tease me. I felt the driver's side of my car meet my lower back as he forced me back with his constant, advancing embrace. When there was no where left to back me up to, he turned me around so that his back was to the car and sat against it. I unzipped his jeans and grasped his hard-on from the underneath his shaft, stroking it up and down as it pulsed in my open palm. He was thick and pretty long. I stared at it before looking at him and smiling. It gre even bigger! You just had to know he had a big tool! He stops sucking my tits and meets my mouth with a kiss that lowers me to a squatting position. I began to suck his manhood as he leaned back on the side of the hood of my car, moaning. I went up and down on his sword at a fast pace, to match the frantic pace with which he had molested my boobs only moments ago. "Oh yeah. Oh shit. Fuck," he groaned as I sucked him off, attempting to ignore the rocks and gravel digging into my feet. I moved them so they were on the toes of his light brown work boots and tried to balance myself in a squatting position, the cool wind blowing against my bumhole. He pulled out of my mouth, nastily rubbed his penis in my face, before pushing it back in between my lips. For the next couple of minutes, he palmed the back of my head, pushing my face up and down on his big dick, as I sucked and ran my tongue over it's veined terrain. Then with a groan, he came, every last drop shootong down my throat as he held my head firmly in place. He pulled me to my feet by my blond pony tail, turned me and shoved me onto the hood of the car, still on the drivers side. He ripped my shorts down around my ankles and fingered me -- in both places. He stoked his cock for a little until he was hard and then entered me from behind. I gasped as my pussy yielded and hugged to his fat meat. He began to fuck me hard as he held me helplessly by the hips, swinging me, jerking my body around and manhandling me as I thrashed on the dark blue hood of my car. I cried out, "Fuck...Yeah! Oh yeah! Oh God, fuck, ohhhh! Ohhhh!" This only made him increase the pace with which he rammed me. "Yeah! I wanna fuck your hole!" he growled nastily. "I wanna fuck your hole with my cock." "Fuck me with your cock. I want all your big cock." I wailed as he waxed my car with my tits and tummy. I clawed with my right hand at my windshield wiper, not even caring if I broke or snapped it, as he seemed to be trying to break or snap me, fucking me harder and harder. He leaned over to the side of my face, his groaning, animal noises echoing in my ear and stuck his tongue out. I stuck mine out as far as I could, touching his as we flicked them together in a sloppy kiss. A small drop of his saliva sprayed on my face. He cups and rubs my tits, slamming his hips back and forth, leaving me draped helplessly over the hood. All I can do is scream ... and get fucked. I came again and again, my juices running on my car as my screams fill the mid-morning air. He layed me on the hood, on my back. I slid in our sweat and juices. I thought he was gonna eat my pussy. But he fingered it and slapped at my tips, peering down with a mischievous grin at my face, relishing the look of his bosses daughter helpless and in his control. He stuck his pointer and middle fingers in my mouth and slides them up and down, forcing me to taste myself. I close my eyes as my head lays on the cool metal of my hood. I feel him pull me by the legs, his large, caloused hands wrapped around the front of my thighs, to the edge of the car and spread my legs wide. A cool breeze tickles my pussy as he moved in between me, positioning his boner against my lips. He began to fuck me, his big fingers griping into the back of my legs and ankles as he spreads me wide and penetrates hard and fast. I feel him deep inside of me as he rocks into me harder, sliding me back and forth on slick hood. I could only imagine the trouble if my dad came home or my oldest brother came over for something. I'm sure it would be an ugly scene if they had saw that asshole John fucking me on the hood of my car. "Ahhhhh, fuck! Fuck me!" I moaned. "Ahhhhh, that feels good!" he said through his gritted teeth as he nailed me. He slid me back and forth. My ankles came to rest on his muscular shoulder. Deeper and deeper he drilled, leaving me writhing on the hood, my head rising and falling against the metal. I lost all control and screamed, "OHHH GOD!!! YES!!! YES FUCKING YES!!! FUCK ME!!!! YES!!!!" He pumped until he lost his load deep inside of me. My body spasmed as I flailed on the hood, shocked that he came in me, almost laughing at the possible consequences. He sucked on my tits a few extra minutes as I calmed down before the sound of his cell phone ringing finally ended our fuck for good. It was my daddy. I heard John explain in an uncharacteristically polite tone that he was almost done as I tip-toed slowly across the cruel gravel back to the steps leading up to the house. __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Tired of spam? Yahoo! Mail has the best spam protection around http://mail.yahoo.com