Unknown - The missionary_s daughter

"Aaaaaaahhllhhhh," she groaned unconsciously as she felt the wet, moist contact grow closer.

Balloo strained for all he was worth against the all consuming desire to ram forward at that very moment and impale her instantaneously like a ravished white feathered spirit on a stake. There was too much of her that he had not tasted, and he wanted it all. He would never get the chance again. He looked down at her large firm titties swaying out gently toward her ribs and quivering slightly with each soulful gasp that came from her mewling throat. They excited him, and he had to have them in some way. He slithered forward up her chest and straddled her with one leg on either side of her ribs and gently place his throbbing black cock in the narrow cleft between them so that her warm white flesh enclosed it on both sides.

Momentarily, her eyes opened but flickered shut again quickly as though she, too, were afraid of the strange spell that hung over the room. Her mouth still hung open crooning softly into the dim light which was all that could come through the small door.

Balloo's great hands shook, and he reached down and crushed the soft resilient mounds between his strong, sinewy fingers, making tiny ridges of white that stood up between their blackness like the whiteness of the new moon in the night sky. He kneaded and stretched at them watching them ooze through his hands like firm, flaccid foam rubber, soft, yet springing back into voluptuous shape the moment his pressure lifted. He pushed them together so that they met across her body and formed a velvety, yielding tunnel in which his cock was sensuously entrapped. He pressed them hard so that the nipples met at the top and then began a gentle rocking motion, thrusting his whole rigidity through the warm, flaccid channel formed by the firm, white rounded, tits. As he pushed, the blue-black head of his blood-swollen cock appeared at the far end of the warm, soft tunnel and brushed gently against her chin, leaving a tiny spot of moisture each time it touched from the seminal fluid seeping from it in his excitement.

For several minutes, he kept up the slow rocking motion between her quivering titties, feeling his lewd prick growing and expanding until he was afraid it would erupt into a great gushing fountain of sperm before he was ready. He had to force himself to sit still for a moment and content himself with pushing and pulling at the maddening softness of the two throbbing mounds so warmly surrounding him. He tweaked at the nipples and rubbed them over the top of his cock together, one against the other, watching with bared teeth as they jerked and throbbed into a greater hardness that he had not thought possible. At the same time, he studied her face and the reaction it was having upon her.

How electrifying! Her green eyes were open now and gazed unseeing up into the dimness near the top of the center pole of the hut. A thin smoky veil of passion obscured their dilated pupils. Her hips and ass writhed on the mat below, her thighs limply kicking out and then drawing up again as though searching for some invisible lover to draw inside of them. She was completely out of control, and Balloo knew that nothing he did now would matter. She would accept any degradation he would force upon her to quell the fire that was raging out of control in her voraciously hungry cunt. There was just one thing more before he fucked her.

His dark eyes locked on her full sensuous lips still muttering nothings out into the air from her tortured need. They were wet and moist from her tongue swirling around them as she lay suffering beneath him in unfulfilled desire. He wanted to tuck his cock down in between them, and he shuddered as the mere thought of that moist warm cavern closing around it caused it to jerk and almost ejaculate where it lay between her tits.

To place his knees on either side of her neck, he moved up a little, and his long black cock throbbed out directly over her face, presenting her unseeing eyes a view of the pulsating sperm-filled ridge running beneath it. His balls lay gently against her moistened chin. He sat still for a moment, feeling the firm resilient mounds of her tits squashed down beneath his asscheeks. He did not move to give her mind time to adjust to the change in position. Whatever he did had to be slow so as not to break the spell she was under. If she ever returned to total consciousness, he suspected her mind would fight the dictates of her body, and he did not want her in rape this last time. He wanted her mad with desire for him.

Balloo gently placed both of his hands down behind her head and lifted it up off the mat bending her neck up toward him so that her face and mouth were poised directly in front of the palpitating head of his lust-swollen cock. He pushed forward slightly, his asscheeks rolling on the cushion of her white tits behind, until the tip of his hard prick was pressed gently between her slightly open lips. He groaned as he felt the soft surfaces brush gently against the sensitive skin of the head. Her lips closed at the first touch, and he held his breath waiting for a sudden cry of protest, but none came.

Her lips fell limply open instead, and her head pressed forward of its own volition without his having to pull her to him. The movement caught him by surprise as he thought she was beyond moving at all, and he watched with unbelieving delight as the tight rounded ovals of smooth fleshy lips enclosed over the tightly stretched skin of his veiled black cock. He had never in his wildest dreams ever thought he would see the day when he could look down and see his jet black instrument skewering into the face of the missionary's beautiful white daughter. She was so beautiful and innocent, and she was enjoying it!

Slowly at first, she had started using her tongue, and he could feel it swiping around him, causing his blood-hardened cock to jerk inside her mouth. Her lips were soft and smooth and clasped tightly to him in a close elastic ring. He could feel them with pained intensity moving down his lewd prick and taking as much of him as she could in her mouth and surrounding him with the hot moist warmth of her saliva and the tender inner flesh of her tongue. He pressed his hands on either side of her hollowing checks and pressed inward.

She began to suck him with a moist, nibbling pressure, and her tongue licked and curled around him as though she had done this a thousand times and all the hunger burning deep in her devouring cunt was now concentrated in one great gust of sensation in her mouth. Balloo above her flailing head groaned incoherently and pushed his hands tight against her cheeks. He wanted her to make him cum, and he wanted to make her swallow it so that she would know later that he had bent her completely to his will, that he had dominated her as she would never be dominated again. He flexed his loins in and out at the near rounded hole formed by her lips and rolled his asscheeks around on her flaccid yielding titties as though he were attempting to crush them down into her chest. He watched wild-eyed from above as his black glistening flesh disappeared into her clasping lips like it were another hungry, nibbling cunt. He could feel all of himself, every nerve he possessed pulsating and throbbing between her lips and into the moist cavity and warmth of her saliva-filled mouth.

His loins were growing hot, and he was sweating between his legs, and still she sucked, keeping his blood-swollen prick in her mouth, burying her face in his loins until he knew it was the end. The pressure building in his balls slapping against her chin as she worked in her unconscious passion was excruciating and unbearable, and his big cock seemed to inflate and lengthen beyond anything it had ever done before.

Then suddenly, there was a jerk in his loins and nothing in the world could have stopped the liquid white flow that was rushing like a waterfall up from his aching balls and out the tip of his jerking prick. He gripped her head tight between his hands and shoved his lewdly bloated cock deep into her throat. She groaned beneath him as the first needle thin spurt of hot, fiery liquid flooded into the back of her mouth, filling the warm moist cavity, bloating and stretching her cheeks until they almost burst. Her throat worked gluttonously, swallowing and sputtering to keep from choking on the white sticky semen as he emptied his balls relentlessly into the depths of her gullet.