Carl Van Marcus - The girlfriend_s revenge Volume One

Cash reached forward and gently clasped the pliant flesh of her full round buttocks, slowly and gradually pulling the warmly quivering cheeks apart. He knew that the success of his obscene plan to completely bend her virginal will to his depraved desires rested on his ability to avoid any abrupt gestures that would startle or alarm her. Now was the time for patience and gentleness. He felt her relax slightly beneath him, becoming more confident that he would not suddenly hurt her again, and he knew that he had caught her off guard.

Physical torture had forced Ellen to mechanically submit her naked young body, and she had steeled herself for more brutality. But this sudden softness of touch coursing over her helpless exposed buttocks… well, she just was not prepared.

Cash slowly sunk his two thumbs into the sweating crevice between her trembling ass cheeks, feeling her trust and confidence build as he continued his insidiously gentle approach. His face was just scant inches away from her quivering pubic mound, and he drew the inserted thumbs slowly down the warm crevice toward her vagina, feeling the taut muscles of her thighs and buttocks gradually relaxing. The soft inner sides of her trembling thighs parted in an invisibly slow motion, but he could still feel it – it was like the sweet opening of a flower. And there in the center only inches from his close-up view was the tender, softly pink bud of her clitoris. His cruel fondling moments before had automatically started her warm vaginal juices flowing despite the pain, and now a faintly perfumed moisture covered the entire glistening area. He swallowed hard as the image raced through his stiffening loins.

He leaned closer and blew softly into her wetly trembling young cunt, gulping again at the shivers and goose bumps that raced over the smooth flesh of her thighs. A long low moan escaped from between the captive girl's clenched teeth and she attempted to shift away from him; but he instinctively knew that her mumbled protest was the result of his new pleasing caresses, not fear or an attempt to escape. Anyway, the pressure of the other two gaping men holding onto her shoulders and feet kept her firmly in place.

Ellen felt a soft tingling race in uncontrollable waves over every inch of her nakedly quivering flesh. Cash's former brutality seemed to have made her even more susceptible to his gentleness for his lips and hot breath were like a downy feather flicking over the soft flesh of her helpless buttocks.

She whimpered and relaxed her straining muscles in relief, her voluptuous young body exhausted from fighting against the torture. A thankful gasp of grateful warm air rushed from her lips at the surprising change of circumstances.

But now something altogether different was happening to her… something that replaced the cruel fingering of her sensitive young genitals that had occurred only moments before. It was soft and gentle, as his breath had been blowing against her tingling loins, except that this now was also wet… warm and wet, moving in small electric circles down her spine to her waiting buttocks. She quivered as it slowly traced a maddeningly moist path down the sweating crevice of her ass, and she groaned as it stopped momentarily to do a wet probing homage to her tightly puckered little anus.

Ellen shivered as the wetly flicking tongue increased its pressure, circling over the soft white moons of her defensively upraised buttocks where Cash's ovalled lips sucked, drawing the softly warm flesh deep into the hot cavern of his mouth. The gentle pressure flowed like a sweet soothing balm over her tortured mind, and the kneeling girl sank into the twilight world of half-consciousness. God, where was she? What was happening to her? What were these tiny fires so unexpectedly lighting in her growing nipples and causing a throbbing on the nerve ends of her rapidly moistening vagina?

"Oooohhhh," she moaned, helplessly caught up in the light feathery flutters of sensation that were beginning to dance over her. She could feel dew-drops of moisture rising up there between her open legs and the wetly quivering tongue, like a thousand maddening fingers, played over her defenseless nakedness. It wouldn't stop! She tried with all her desperate strength to move forward but those strong hands held her firmly to the bed. Who was it? Bob? Was she a child again and was it her father holding her down in her bed after a long fever? It no longer mattered! Time and circumstance fused into one incomprehensible moment of total helplessness, and there was only the relief from pain that seemed to have occurred eons and eons ago receding further into the distance until she could barely remember it.

Without resistance, she allowed the strange hands to draw her thighs further apart, trusting now in these magic hands to lead her to more of the flicking pleasure that had begun to course over her sensuously rotating buttocks. A cool rush of air raced between the full spreading white globes and tiny goose bumps sprang out over the whiteness of her sensitive young flesh.

Behind her, Cash sensed the change in her mood and grinned obscenely, his bulging eyes devouring the sight of her unconsciously writhing buttocks. He moved even closer onto the bed, crouching in a beast-like position on all fours over the kneeling girl's body and pulling the unresisting milk-white cheeks of her ass even farther apart. The bitch was coming along just fine! His mouth watered as his eyes took in the hair covered "vee" of her crotch, open and unprotected before him, that now was his for the taking.

Then his head lowered slowly and he pressed his face forward until his hungrily slavering mouth hovered, his tongue poised, just over the glistening moistness of her pink vaginal slit. She flinched and pulled back but he settled his thumbs firmly in the flesh of her parted thighs, steadying her for the entry he would make in just one moment. He sighed in eagerness and then, with a rush, his tongue flicked lizard-like into the wetly quivering cuntal opening.

"Aaaaaagggghhhh!" he heard her gasp loudly as his thumbs slowly spread the fleshy, hair-lined lips of the warm moist furrow farther apart, allowing his lips and tongue complete access to her succulent little pussy. At first she had tried to jerk away, but now her elbows were pressed tightly against her ribs and her head lolled uncontrollably from side to side, her long blonde hair grinding into the soiled sheet covering the mattress as the hotly searing tongue shot out and circled the erect little clitoris. The tongue continued its maddening licking against the sensitive pink bud of her sex, and she groaned repeatedly from deep in her throat at the delicious things being done to her defenseless genitals. Cash, grinning knowingly now, spread the hair-lined folds of perfumed pussy flesh further apart and raced his tongue down the wetly trembling inner lips, causing the aroused young captive's hips to grind uncontrollably above the squeaking bed, while soft animal sounds escaped from between her passion-clenched teeth.

"Goddamn," Pop grunted, watching Ellen begin wantonly bucking and squirming in delight to Cash's flicking tongue that raced in wild circles over the gleaming nub of her clitoris.

There was obviously no longer any need to restrain the girl, for Ellen was grinding her nakedly rounded buttocks back against Cash's face, so Vito ungripped his hands from around her ankles and slid one open palm over his bulging pants against his own hotly throbbing cock. A tiny bit of lubricant had seeped out, forming a small wet circle on the straining material, and he rubbed harder and harder, as his other hand raced over the silken skin of Ellen's delicately curved calves.

Cash lowered his head and returned his lewd gaze to the elastic rimmed opening of her moistly clasping pussy, pressing his mouth directly over the tight little hole and tasting again the exiles of her cunt. The girl was really ready now, and he could see her puckered vaginal lips dilate slightly, a sight that caused his cock to jerk up into greater hardness. As his lips rounded and covered the clasping viscous mound, he thrust his tongue deep down into it, bringing a low guttural groan from the girl whose warm thighs closed convulsively around either side of his moving head. He could feel the softly curling pubic hair brush tantalizingly against his cheeks as her wet inner flesh slipped moistly around his long extended tongue. The hot walls of her invaded young pussy began opening and closing in a sucking motion, attempting to pull it deeper and deeper into it.