Winston McElroy: The brother-in-law

"Lick it clean, bitch!" he ordered, "Lick it till it's nice and hard. And if you're real good, you'll get an extra treat." She glanced up at him with soulful, pleading brown eyes, but the menacing smirk streaked across his face told her there was no hope left.

Instinctively, she tried to keep her tongue from touching his obscene member, but she found it impossible as the thick shaft continued to swell in the warm moistness of her mouth.

His fingers tightened once again in her thick hair. "Lick it, I told you! Lick it real nice!"

Timidly, Ginny touched her virginal tongue to the throbbing head of his fleshy cock, afraid of what response it might bring. She sickened at the mere thought of his hot, seething semen emptying into her throat – she tried to keep those thoughts out of her mind.

Filled with hot blood, the swollen knob grew even larger as her tongue reluctantly caressed the thick length of his prick, swirling it in the warm juices of her mouth.

As it seemed to grow ever longer and thicker, Ginny was suddenly terribly frightened. And this time her fright was very physical and very real.

It's going to choke me… I know it will! This horrible thing will go right down my throat and I won't be able to breathe!

Without a hint of warning, Marty suddenly pulled his long, heavy prick from Ginny's ovaled lips with a quick jerk of his loins. Ginny looked up at her captor with wide-eyed wonderment as his long shaft slipped from between her moist, clasping lips in a gleaming, hard length that amazed her when she saw how much her untried mouth had been able to contain.

"Surprised, bitch?" sneered Marty, holding his huge cock in his left hand so that the distended tip brushed her lips. "Well, don't be. I just decided I'll take a rain check on my blow job. You've got some nice little pussy between those pretty legs of yours, and I aim to have me some. What'ya say, you gonna do it my way, or have I got to get rough?"

Ginny looked straight at the floor, too humiliated to return his evil stare. "I… I can't fight you anymore, Mr. Bondman. I'll do whatever you say." The words were weak and hoarse, and her voice cracked with fear as she surrendered completely to his lurid designs. Ginny knew her only way out was to give this terrible man what he wanted, and get away as soon as she could. She couldn't begin to think about anything beyond that – like how she could ever hope to continue being Mrs. Fred Dennison, or even how she could bring herself to tell her husband or anyone else about this horrible thing that was happening to her.

"Get up here on the sofa… on your knees," he ordered, and Ginny shamefully obeyed, still unable to look her merciless master in the eye. She shivered involuntarily as she lowered her naked form to the sofa cushions, flat on her belly.

Marty looked over his choice prize appraisingly, taking in very slowly the incredible ripe youthfulness of her naked body – the tantalizing magnetism this young delicacy seemed to possess. Her twin, firm buttocks were clenched tightly, like a velvet fist, concealing the forbidden orifice of her puckered anus, as her tightly clamped thighs hid the juicy softness of her tender young slit.

You can keep it all to yourself right now, baby, but not for long… I'm coming in there whether you like it or not!

"Up on your knees!" he barked. "I want to see that brown little eye looking at me!"

Ginny obeyed, cringing at his horrible, evil words, but resigned to her wretched plight. Oh, God… why did I ever come to this awful place! Please, please let this all be a terrible dream… Let me wake up and find this nightmare ended!

Marty gripped her firm young buttocks with both hands, and spread the deep crevice of her ass with his thumbs, opening up to his unobstructed view the taut, muscular ring of her tiny cringing anus and the warm, moist pink softness of her vaginal cleft, her fleshy, puckered lips spread ever so slightly in a tempting display of feminine appeal.

Ginny's whole body tensed like a coiled spring, in horrified anticipation of the bruising pain she expected to slam into her at any moment.

But she wasn't prepared for what happened next – pain, she would have been ready for, but not this…

Marty skillfully spread the soft, pink flanges of her young pussy, opening wide the warm, moist lips and brushing aside the downy pussyhairs that lined the sides of her damp crevice. When the narrow slit was spread wide for his amusement, exposing the puckered edges of her cunt, Marty lowered his head to the fragrant lips, catching the young girl completely by surprise.

Her body cracked like a whip as his tongue made its first, electric contact with the sensitive, nerve-filled flesh of her vulnerable vaginal lips.

"N-no… please," she gasped, her lips trembling as Marty's tongue probed her forbidden regions deftly, bringing shivers of wicked delight that coursed unwanted over her naked flesh in involuntary spasms, completely beyond her control. She blushed bright red with embarrassment, humiliated that this total stranger, this awful man, could bring such a lascivious response from her rebellious body, and that she was powerless to stop it.

Marty opened her young, moist cuntal furrow wide with his thumbs, and burrowed his tongue and lips in the warm slit, poking into her deepest hidden crevices, each worming probe bringing a new quiver of helplessness to her naked form. Her breasts were smashed against the sofa, beneath her kneeling form, and her lovely buttocks were shoved upward invitingly, unprotected and vulnerable to his lustful plundering.

"Oh, please… this is so awful… please stop… please," begged Ginny, her face awash with stinging tears, "I don't want to… please!"

Don't want to, my ass! She's just like all the rest, thought Marty, in a couple of minutes she'll be begging me for it!

He knew he was good with his tongue – enough women had told him so, and he knew this snotty little bitch was no different from the others. His eyes squinted with wanton anticipation as he thought of his aching prick pounding into this ripe young bitch's pussy, filling her sex-starved, empty belly with his hot, scalding sperm… reaming her tight little hole like she'd never had it before…

Furrowing his nose into the moist juiciness of her pussy-hole, Marty fastened his teeth ever so gently on her tiny sensitive clitoris. He knew he'd found it when her whole naked buttocks suddenly quivered violently, sending a ripple of lewd, sinful pleasure shivering along her spine. Ginny felt her small pink nipples suddenly grow hard, poking painfully into the rough fabric of the sofa cushion beneath her breasts.

Oh, my God, what's happening to me… What kind of an animal is he making me? I'm no better than this filthy beast! I can't help myself! I can't stop this awful burning that's raging inside me!

Marty teasingly rolled the tiny bud of her throbbing clitoris between his partially clenched teeth, feeling the little nub harden and swell as he tauntingly nibbled at it, licking it roughly with his tongue as Ginny squirmed to escape the agonizing assault on her naked loins. She tried vainly to clench her firm buttock's cheeks together, hoping she could shut off his salacious attack, but he held her fleshy half-moons tightly in his grip, and his fingers bit into her flesh painfully when she tried to pull away, leaving bright red welts between his digits that criss-crossed her ivory buttocks.

Ginny's eyes were tightly shut, still the tears streamed like rain down her cheeks. Oh, Fred I need you so much! Oh, God, how I wish you were here, Fred! You'd get me out of this! You'd know how to handle this evil man!

But as those very thoughts raced across her tortured mind, Ginny began to be shatteringly aware of a new sensation of lewd burning desire ravaging her insides – a raging-hot flame that seemed to roar from her ravished loins into her belly – a flame fanned with seven long months without a man – a flame she'd tried so hard, so very, very hard to suppress.