**Taken in the Van**

It was supposed to be a quick trip home from work. Just another late night, another walk through the parking garage. But then the van door slid open, and before I could even turn around, strong hands grabbed me—two men on either side, another behind me, a woman’s voice hissing in my ear. “Get in. Now.”

I barely had time to struggle before they shoved me into the back. The door slammed shut, the engine roared, and just like that, I was theirs.

The van was dim, the only light coming from the streetlights passing by in flashes. The woman—tall, with dark hair pulled into a tight ponytail—crouched in front of me while the others pinned me down. She smirked as she ran a gloved hand down my chest. “Look at him. Already squirming.”

One of the guys, a broad-shouldered bastard with a scar across his lip, chuckled. “Bet he’s hard already.” His hand slid down, palming my cock through my pants, and fuck, I was. Fear and adrenaline had my blood pumping, but there was no denying the way my dick twitched when she leaned in closer.

“Good,” the woman murmured, dragging her fingers along my jaw. “Because we’re not letting you go until we’ve had our fun.”

The others didn’t waste time. Hands tore at my clothes, ripping my shirt open, yanking my belt loose. One of them—the quietest of the group, with cold, calculating eyes—knelt between my legs and smirked as he pulled my pants down, my cock springing free. “Fuck, look at that,” he muttered before leaning in and licking a hot stripe up my shaft.

I gasped, hips jerking instinctively, but someone else held me down, gripping my wrists tight behind my back. The woman laughed, unzipping her jacket to reveal a tight tank top, her tits pressing against the fabric. “You like that? Being used like this?”

I didn’t get a chance to answer before the guy between my legs swallowed me whole, his mouth hot and tight around my cock. My back arched, a ragged moan tearing from my throat as his tongue swirled around the head, teasing my slit before sinking back down.

The woman tutted, gripping my chin. “You don’t get to come yet.” She nodded to the others, and suddenly, they were flipping me onto my stomach. Hands forced my ass up, my knees scraping against the van floor. I heard the slick sound of a bottle opening, then cold lube dripped down my crack.

“Fuck—” I tensed, but a sharp slap to my ass made me jolt. “Relax,” the woman purred. A finger pressed against my hole, rubbing in slow circles before pushing inside. I groaned, face pressed into the metal floor, as she worked me open, adding another finger, scissoring me until I was panting.

Then I heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper. One of the guys—the biggest one—pressed against me, his thick cock nudging at my stretched hole. “Take it,” he growled, and then he was shoving inside with one brutal thrust.

I choked on a cry as he bottomed out, my body clamping around his cock. He didn’t wait, just pulled back and slammed into me again, his hips snapping hard and fast. The others laughed, hands roaming over my back, my ass, one of them reaching around to jerk my cock in time with the brutal fucking.

The woman crouched in front of me again, her fingers tangling in my hair. “You look so good like this,” she whispered before pressing her pussy against my mouth. “Eat.”

I groaned but obeyed, my tongue licking through her folds, tasting her salt and heat. She rocked against my face, grinding down harder when I sucked her clit between my lips.

The guy behind me fucked me harder, his balls slapping against my ass as he pounded into me. “Fuck, his hole’s so tight—”

One of the others leaned down, breath hot in my ear. “You’re gonna come for us, aren’t you? Gonna spill all over yourself like a good little slut.”

I couldn’t hold back—not with the way my cock was being stroked, not with the way the woman was riding my tongue, not with the brutal pace of the cock stretching me open. My orgasm ripped through me, my cock pulsing as I came in thick streaks across the van floor.

The woman moaned, her thighs clamping around my head as she came too, her pussy clenching around my tongue. The guy fucking me growled, his thrusts growing erratic before he slammed in deep, his cock twitching as he filled me with his cum.

When he finally pulled out, I collapsed, gasping, my body trembling. The woman leaned down, patting my cheek. “Good boy,” she murmured before the van door opened again, and the cold night air hit my bare skin.

They tossed me out onto the sidewalk, my clothes following right after. The last thing I heard was the woman’s laugh before the van sped away, leaving me there—used, wrecked, and fucking aching for more.