Gregory Mason - The helpless captive

"Stop, please stop," sobbed Kathy.

"You don't want me to stop, and you know it. I'll bet that old man of yours hasn't given you a piece of cock in two weeks."

"Oh, no, NO!" But even as she denied it, Kathy felt a lewd twirling in her stomach, a low, involuntary groan of pleasure rising in her throat.

"You do like it, don't you?" Jim mocked. He bent his blonde head again, and now his lips roamed moistly over the snowy whiteness of her heaving breasts, teasing the nipples into taut little cherries. At the same time, his two hands slid down the quivering flesh of her belly, roved over the soft, sensitive curves of her hips, slipped under the twin half moons of her smoothly rounded buttocks.

His touch again sent little quivers of unwanted passion tingling through Kathy and against her will she found herself responding to his teasing touch. She made no effort to stop his hand that sought the thin, softly resilient curls of her pubis, the fingers that parted the silken strands of her hair there and slipped slowly, deliciously into the narrow sensitive slit of her cunt, searching between the warmth of her inner thighs until he found the tiny bud of her clitoris and stroked it into throbbing erection.

Then, as suddenly as he had begun, Jim slipped his fingers from Kathy's helplessly quivering cunt and reared up over her again. "You liked that, didn't you?" he asked, and his harsh tone brought Kathy's mind back to the reality of her situation with horrible abruptness. She thought of Art again, and of the utter contempt he would have for her, for giving in this way to her basest passion – to a young boy nearly half her age! With a little cry of fear, she clamped her thighs together against the boy's probing young cock.

Roughly Jim pulled her thighs apart, then hunched over her, his head just above her loins. As she realized what he planned to do, she let out another horrified cry. She'd never be able to live this down, letting this young boy fuck her against her will without even fighting. Sure, she'd screamed, but good were words when she was lying there naked beneath him? She wouldn't let him have his way with her, though. Somehow, she would fight it!

She thrashed around, flailing her arms until she was exhausted, while Jim's superior young strength held her with a mocking grin. When she lay back at last, limp and unresisting, he fixed his eyes on the thin, tight little pussy slit up between her trembling legs, already moist with unwanted desire.

Jim rested the palms of his hands on her soft inner thighs, while his thumbs sought out the fleshy edges of her cunt. Then with a slow, teasing outward movement with them that brought a low cry of shame from Kathy, he pressed the soft, hair-fringed lips apart, exposing the pink, glistening little hole of her pussy completely to his gaze. He uttered a low, appreciative grunt, then slipped himself forward and buried his hairless face in the vee of her openly spread loins. His tongue flicked in and out of his mouth, running over his parted lips with lascivious expectation. Then darting forth lizard-like, it slipped deep up inside her wetly throbbing passage.

"Ohhhhh, God, God, aaahhhhh!"

Kathy cried out at the lewd, delicious sensation that raced through her whole body, making it tingle against it will with a mad all-consuming desire. Convulsively, against every effort of her will, her legs jerked wide apart now, splaying out obscenely, hanging over the edges of the mattress as though they belonged to a limp spread doll.

Jim ran his tongue up and down the thin, furrow, probing and exploring with every-increasing lust until he found the tiny bud of her clitoris again, and once again, with maddening spiraling motion of his tongue licked the quivering little mound to trembling erection. Kathy whined with agonized pleasure, torn between the exquisite feelings that the boy's insistent licking of her unguarded cunt aroused in her, and the shame and humiliation at the wicked delight her traitorous body was experiencing. At last Jim's mouth closed down over the hardened flesh that strained against his flicking tongue, and breathing heavily with his insane passion, he began to suck it as if it were a grape, a plum, a berry – some piece of succulent fruit from which he must extract the last exquisite drop of sweetness. Satiated at last, he gave the tiny tender bud a sharp nip with his teeth while Kathy cried out with a tortured cry of pain that mingled with intense pleasure she felt, too.

She arched backwards, struggling one more time to free herself from the monster child who ravaged her so obscenely. Then with a mingled groan of despair and desire, she slumped back against the bed while the young boy began again the maddening licking of her cuntal lips. He slithered his tongue in and out of her passion and saliva drenched pussy, flicked at the soft folds of throbbing pink flesh there, then withdrew to push her legs up and like downwards at the narrow crevice between the smooth twin mounds of her nakedly upturned buttocks.

Christ but she was a hot little bitch! Ready to fuck now, just aching for it. Well, Jim was the one to give this frustrated housewife just what she wanted, he thought, eyeing her with a triumphant gleam in his eye. He took his hard, stubby cock in one hand and kneeling up between her widespread thighs guided it to the tiny vertical little mouth between her legs, pushing forward insistently until the thick, rubbery head slipped through the long red strands of her pubic hair towards the tightly giving lips of her visibly pulsating pussy.

Kathy groaned and grasped and held her breath as feelings of irrepressible desire mixed and mingled with those of agonizing guilt within her. She fought against the delicious quiverings that wracked her body, while the thought of the disgrace of this wild tongue-fucking of her open-spread pussy wracked her mind. Then, as the blood-swollen tip of the boy's cock slipped into and penetrated slightly the tightly clenched opening of her naked cunt, she seemed to see Art standing before her. The searing contact of Jim's fleshy cockhead with her vulnerable cuntal lips sent her into sharp little spasms of pain and pleasure and she began to scream. "Oh, don't," she begged. "For God's sake! Jim! JIM!"

But then, with a sudden thrust, he flicked his hips forward and thrust his lancing cock deep into the narrow tight hole, fucking it up into her without mercy. "Jim," she'd called him, and a feeling of elation warmed his whole being. "Jim!" Well, now he was a person to her – a human being – a man! It was up to him, Jim, to show her how much of a man he was, too, and that was just what he intended to do. In no time at all, he would have her completely broken to his will, subjugated like the lowest of whores.

He thrust his hips forward again, fucking on and on until Kathy felt as if his huge fleshy shaft had exploded up inside her to fill the very center of her being, sending forbidden waves of painful ecstasy crashing through her. Vainly she sought to save herself from this ultimate humiliation, struggling once more against the young man's cruel invasion of her womb's tender hidden recess.

She lay still and exhausted beneath him at last, impaled on the iron-stiff cock that filled every part of her insides, pressing against the soft, ridged flesh of her cunt, inflaming it, turning it into a searing sheath of fire. Jim lay still, too, then suddenly arched back, raising himself above Kathy to stare contemptuously into her face. "You love it, don't you?" he asked with a mocking leer.

Kathy's lips trembled and she stifled another sob, refusing to answer his imperious question.

Jim flicked forward, fucking deep into her trembling belly once again, and now Kathy let out a long wail of pain. He partially withdrew once more, again raised himself, again demanded arrogantly, "Love it, don't you?" His tone had become sharp, brutal, not at all like a fifteen year old boy. Kathy, terrified, at last found her voice and gasped, "Y-yes!"