Ray Strong: Overeager young stuff

Looking at the little bitch made Joe wonder what kind of animal she was. How could she have such a low opinion of her own mother, when her mother was building the damn shopping center to make certain she received a constant income. The girl was a parasite. Shit! He'd go on fucking her, all right. But he'd fuck her his own way.

He suddenly tugged his seething prick from her sucking cunt. She looked up at him, her eyes pleading to feel his solid eleven inches in her again. Barcone smiled, raised her thighs high, dropped her knees over his shoulders so her heels were kicking his backbone, then once again slowly shoved his shuddering prick into the hot, creamy depths of her slurping snatch.

Shari sighed as the length of his thick prick slid into her as far as it was able. God! How she loved the feel of good cock. Right now it was Joe Barcone's meaty prick cramming itself into her swallowing channel, and it was giving her a bigger thrill than anything she'd ever known before. He was pounding into her with more and more rapidity, moving through her sucking tissues with rapid, hard, long strokes, causing her to grunt each time he plunged as far into her as he could go. She reacted by bouncing her asscheeks hard against the bed, causing her body to wildly rebound, and that was enough to send mad sensations through Joe's cock. The girl was a bitch, but she sure knew how to fuck.

Each time he plunged his tingling cock into her, the head slammed her womb so hard she would shake. Right now he had her so hypnotized with his magic wand, he had total possession of her body. She would do anything he wanted. He knew hundreds of different positions, but at that moment all he really wanted to do was go on fucking his aching cock deep.

She screeched again, her clenched cunt tightening around his cock as she began a new series of mad climaxes. He could feel her heavy lubricant squirting all over his lancing pole as guttural moans issued forth from her throat.

With his meat still pummeling its way through her cunt, she fell back on the bed, temporarily drained.

Shit! Joe thought. She wasn't gonna get off that easily!

He tugged his big cock from the depths of her cunt, staring at the heavy coating of cunt juice. It was time to teach the little twat some manners.

Placing a forefinger at the base of his swollen cock, he slowly moved it up to the head, scooping up a large gob of cunt water. The stuff clung to his finger stickily, until he had more than his finger could hold. Then it began to drip. He pressed his dripping finger to her lips and said, "Start licking."

She looked up at him as if he were crazy, and the fright in her eyes aroused Barcone all the more. With his free hand be grabbed her reddish-blonde hair and tugged her head up from the bed, pressing her lips against the oily finger. Sticky drops of their combined lubricants dripping onto her lips, but she wouldn't open them, so Joe had to repeat his order, yanking her hair a bit harder.

"Stick out that tongue and start licking!" he ordered.

Shad sneered at him, almost as if laughing at what he was trying to make her do. She let her tongue flick out from between her lips and lapped at the slimy mixture of cunt and cock oil. Soon she had sucked the entire finger into her mouth and was rolling her tongue around it as if it were a skinny prick. Her body began quivering again, as if it were thrilling to the exciting taste of his finger.

Shari Fraden was a masochist. Barcone hadn't realized it at first, but now he understood. The girl was used to being the boss of every situation, and so she looked down on the many boys who had sunk their cocks into her in the past. She wanted to be mastered. She wanted what she considered was the only kind of man, and that was the kind of man who would actually hurt her and force her to do all kinds of things.

Hell! Making her lick the cunt juice off his finger was mere child's play. She was laughing at him for being so naive. She wanted more and harder punishment. She wanted to revel in pain and misery.

"Get on the floor, on your knees," he ordered.

She looked at him as if to ask what the hell was going on.

"Do it!" he insisted, grabbing her hair and yanking her to her knees on the floor.

"What do you want?" she asked, her eyes laughing, letting him know she thought his ideas of sadism were very funny.

"I want you to lick my asshole!" he snapped, turning his back to her and pressing his asscheeks toward her face.

"Are you some kind of nut?" she asked.

"Shari, don't open that trap unless it's to do what I want. Now press that pretty face against my ass, use your hands to open my asscheeks, then use your tongue to go to work on my asshole."

Shari knelt there staring at his asscheeks, feeling strange thrills starting to shoot through her. Here was something she had never done before, and the idea of being forced to do it made her shudder with thrills. She wondered if his asshole was clean. The idea of tasting shit didn't exactly appeal to her. Otherwise, she was curious as to what an asshole tasted like. Besides, to do as he insisted meant he would lead her from one thrill to another. And as she thought about it a bit more, she shuddered with the pleasure of performing all these perverted acts.

All this ran through her mind in a fraction of a second as her face came closer and closer to his asscheeks. She reached up with her hands, pushing them flat against his ass so her thumbs could part the cheeks, revealing the pucker of his asshole. It looked clean, and there was no unpleasant odor coming from it. In fact, she could still smell the deodorant soap he'd used when he'd showered earlier. Her tongue caine slowly out of her mouth and stabbed right into the crosshairs of his asshole, making him yelp with pleasure as he felt the electricity shoot through him.

Yum! she thought, licking strongly, enjoying the silky feel of the tender flesh. She rolled her tongue into a cylinder and began rushing it into the tight orifice, sending squirmy thrills shooting through his entire body.

Joe realized how tight he was about the girl's need to be totally dominated. The way her tongue was pushing deeper and deeper into his shit chute, making him writhe delightfully, convinced him what awesome power he held over this girl. And he wouldn't be the least bit surprised if she had inherited the tendency from her mother. Her lips were pressed right up against his ass, sucking the flesh as her tongue kept spearing past his sphincter, causing cold thrills to continue blasting through him.

Soon she was so passionate in her work he could feel her fingers pulling his asscheeks farther and farther apart so her lips could actually reach the brown pucker while her tongue, a good two inches into his ass, began licking around and around, slowly but surely working deeper.

The harder she sucked and licked, the stiffer his cock became. He had not yet had any kind of relief, and as a result a pain was beginning to well up in his balls.

"Enough!" he snapped, pulling his ass away from her mouth. "Now you fuck me."

He lay down on the bed, his slippery cock standing straight up in the air. She climbed over him, straddling him with one leg on either side of his body. Slowly she squatted until her cunt, all bubbly and juicy again from what she'd just done, was hovering directly over the rounded knob of his upstanding cock.

"Now!" he ordered, and she slowly lowered her cunt down over his huge cock.

She sat slowly, thrilling as the thick cock slid through her body until its head reached the entrance to her womb. Still, there were at least two inches not inside her. She couldn't sit on his belly as she'd hoped.

Shutting her eyes, she forced herself to sit a little harder, and suddenly the thick glans began opening her womb, forcing itself further into her.