Beautiful Distraction

i could hear the soft roaring of of the thunder outside the parked car's window. i believe we were somewhere in Oregon at the time, at a gas station in the middle of no where. Gerard was inside paying for gas and a few packs of ciggs while i sat in the car quietly singing some Bowie to myself.
It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
For she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

i looked out the window to see Gee approaching the car holding two packs of Marlboro ciggeretes , one already placed between his lips. when he entered the car i immediatly demanded one. i hadn't smoked in a day and was craving one terribly. "so where we headed?" i asked, graabbing a lighter from a cup holder beside me.
"i know i guy down in L.A. and it's about an 8 hour drive so we will hopefully make it down there by morning." he resonded.
"and you know this guy how? this better not be another guy you're selling me off to for the day or something."
"no, of course not. i only do that when we need the money, which is about once a month so."
"and when do i have to fuck another stranger?"
"after staying here, we're going to head down to Vegas and i know i guy that pays really good money for girls like you." he replied, starting the car.

***time lapse***

as predicted, we did make it to L.A. by about 5:30 am. we drove around for a little while through the big city until we reached a normal looking house in a normal looking neighborhood. weird. the placed Gerard usually would take me, NEVER seemed normal on the outside. they were always, shitty hotels, or beat up old apartments or some shit like that. so when we got there, i got the bags from the back seat while Gerard picked the lock to the front door. not that i'm suprised. he said he's known this dude before his life of crime and didn't give a fuck if he came uninvited. so he broke into the place which was pretty big on the inside.3 floors from what i could tell and really nice furniture. "oi, Frank, you here?" Gerard yelled.
"what do you want, fuck face?" a voice came from inside the house somewhere.
"i got another one here." he said.
"how nice?" it seemed like they were talking in code but i assumed they were talking about me.
"really." then (i gotta be honest) a smaller than average sized man popped out of lord knows where. now since i'm being honest and crap, this guy was pretty hot. he had dark hazel eyes with messy black hair and tattoos all over his arms and some on his neck and lucky for me his shirt was conveinently not on him so i got a good look at the tattoos on his chest.
"ooh, she is a nice one." he smirked stepping closer to me. "and in bed?"
"amazing." Gerard replied. now i know some girls, well more like most girls would hate to be in theis situation right now, you know the whole, 2 guys treating you like a fucking toy kinda deal, but over the past few years, and the people i've met, i'd suprisingly gotten used to the feeling.
"mind if i take her in the back for a moment?" Frank asked Gerard.
"if it's okay with Rose."
"it's fine... i guess." i said quietly. i didn't know why i felt so shy arround this person. i mean, hello? fucking a guy that you met 2 minutes ago, blah used to that but for some reason i felt like i wanted to be with Gerard, strange enough in a romantic kind of way... NO. he is only your little fuck buddy and nothing more. .
"fantastic." Frank brethed hevily into my ear.
"and you only have 20 minutes so make it fucking quick so that means no. toys." Gerard said, sounding like a parent.
"yeah yeah, we'll be out when we're done." Frank then dragged me upstairs to what i assumed was the master bedroom. a queen sized bed lie in the middle of it with layers of pillows and blankets. "strip." he simply said to me. i tried to be good and did as told. i pulled off my teeshirt and shorts so i was left in my bra and underwear. "all the way, darling." i could feel his hands travel up my back and unhook my bra the tossing it to the floor. then his hands slid to my hips where he pulled down my panties. i felt my cheeks heat up. "now go lay on the bed." again, i was a little scared to, don't know why. "good girl." he told me as he started to take off his pants then climb ontop me. "now, you're going to do what i say, got that?" he said. i nodded and leaned in to kiss him just wishing this thing would be over soon.
he kissed back harder than i had and placed his hands on my breasts, groping them roughly. i let out a few fake moans for his enjoyment. the kiss got deeper and deeper until was a full on makeout session with his hand sliding down my stomach and starting to rub me... then went on to him sliding a finger into. it made me shiver and hurt a little the way he moved it, then eventally adding another one and another.
i was getting a little impatiant. what was he fucking waiting for. just fuck me already so i can get out of here!
FINALLY he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom from the the drawer, slipping off his boxers and ripping the foil open with his teeth followed by him placing it on himself. everything seemed to go slowly. too slow for me.the way he pushed into me, slowly. i'm not a fucking virgin. i practiclt do this shit for a living. just ram and go.i then let out a small, "i'm not getting any younger" whine and he then shoved the rest in."tell me when to move." he said. now this part was useful. the few seconds where you adjust to your comfort. i shifted my hips so it felt a little more natural instead of his dick at an awkward angle inside of me.
"move." i demanded. slowly, Frank started to thrust at a slow ans steady pace.to be honest,it didn't feel that bad but npt exactly good either. when he started to speed up, i added an airy moan to the rhytum of the thrusting.Frank started to let out long and low moans with every few thrusts.
i wasn't enjoying it at all. the only reason i said yes to FRank's offer was because he might tip me or might leave me alone after the first go like some people i've met. he's a handsome man yes, but he's just one of those people when you just know you don't like them but don't really have a legit reason.
He started to get faster, each thrust getting sloppier and i would moan out things like, "oh fuck" loudly and crap like that. "i-i'm c-clos." i stuttered. but this time, it wasn't fake. i really was close and man did i feel like a fucking slut. i held on tightly to his back before letting out a long low moan. and for the first time after fucking a person, i felt dirty. the bad kind.

Notes

hey hey hey. sooooo, yep.sorry is the smut sucks and sorry if any letters are repeated, my friend spilt juice on my keyboard and some of the keys are sticky. any ways, song is Life On Mars by David Bowie just fyi. well rate comment and hopefully subscribe to this shitty story if u actually like it for some odd reason. k luv yalls, bai <3