John McKeon - Abused again and again

Passion burned so hotly in Ginger's pussy that she could think of nothing but having Roger's marvelous cock buried to the hilt in her cunt. Quickly she raised her hips and slid her panties down over her legs.

"Put it inside me, Roger. Please! I need you so bad!"

This time Roger looked quickly around the parking lot to insure their privacy. Then, as Ginger lay back on the front seat with her thighs spread and her feet resting on the door-frame, Roger sprawled above her and positioned his giant cock against her dripping slit. With one vicious shove, Roger drove his cock to the hilt in Ginger's pussy.

Ginger gasped at the sudden penetration, but after a couple of stokes, her cunt stretched to accommodate him. She felt his cock stretching her cunt widely as he thrust in and out like a madman. Roger pulled Ginger's blouse above her breasts and buried his face in her cleavage. Ginger pulled his face hard against her tits and guided his mouth to first one nipple and then the other, feeling his teeth and tongue tantalizing her nerve endings until she was ready to scream from pleasure.

Lifting her legs, Ginger locked her ankles around Roger's waist and thrust her hips upward to impale Roger's eager cock in her. Again and again, Ginger felt Roger's cock driving all the way into her pussy. Each time Roger drew his cock out, it felt like a plunger was sucking at her insides. And each time Roger drove his cock forward, the force caused Ginger to gasp.

Roger's fingers dug at Ginger's buttocks, spreading them and massaging her ass-crack until he touched her puckered anus. Roger stabbed first the index finger of his right hand into Ginger's ass and then the index finger of his left hand. Roger forced both fingers all the way into Ginger's ass and then he started twisting and stretching her anus as though he was trying to tear her apart.

Ginger moaned submissively as Roger used her ass like a handle to drive his cock even deeper into her pussy. Ginger felt Roger's cock smashing again and again against her cervix in his eagerness to reach a climax. Ginger pulled down with her ankles and forced his pulsing cock head even deeper into her cunt. She felt his cock burning like a flaming torch. She didn't ever want him to take his cock from her cunt.

Roger drove his hips faster and faster reaming his dripping cock back and forth between Ginger's cunt lips until they were both ready to come.

Roger nibbled on Ginger's tortured nipples. Yet she sucked in her breath and tried to force even more of her tit into his mouth. Every nerve in Ginger's body tingled with an intensity she had never felt before. How would she ever be able to get through the coming days and nights without Roger?

And then Roger's climax exploded with unbelievable passion. His cock blasted a thick, burning load of cum into Ginger's cunt that splashed like molten lava against her cervix. Immediately Ginger's climax erupted with equal intensity. She screamed and tightened her legs around Roger's hips, pulling his cock as hard and deep into her pussy as possible. She felt every nerve vibrating with erotic passion as Roger's cock plunged like a saw back and forth between her cunt lips.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" she cried. "Don't stop, Roger. Ohhh… Ohhhh. Fuck me harder! Harder!"

Roger did his best to give her what she wanted, plunging his hips forward with savage need, driving his cock to the hilt with each thrust. Ginger felt his cock squirting load after load of cum into her pussy, filling her so full that his viscous fluid ran back out around the sides of his cock and dripped in thick streams down her buttocks and into her ass crack. She felt his cum running into her ass as he drove his fingers deep into her butt.

At least four heavy spurts of cum flooded Ginger's cunt before Roger's balls were emptied. And still she felt her cunt clawing and sucking at Roger's shaft in an attempt to milk even more fluid from his cock. Keeping her ankles locked around Roger's hips, Ginger thrust upward again and again, impaling her cunt on Roger's feverish cock. She felt his slick knob pumping in and out of her cunt, turning her into a seething, convulsing animal.

Ginger's fingers raked the back of Roger's jacket and her heels pounded his hips to keep him plunging his cock into her pussy. She felt her orgasm exploding again and again through her flesh as Roger's cock plowed relentlessly into her pussy.

And when their climax finally ended, they were both left drained and exhausted. Roger rested his weight on Ginger until he had the strength to push himself away and pull up his pants. Ginger slipped on her panties and adjusted her clothing. Roger picked up her suitcase and she walked beside him to the end of the parking lot.

"You'll have to go the rest of the way by yourself," Roger said, setting down the suitcase and pulling her into his arms for a final kiss. "Willie will meet your plane in San Diego," he said. And then he turned and walked away into the night.

Willie met Ginger at the airport in San Diego and drove her to a secluded house overlooking Mission Valley. Ginger was impressed by Willie's flashy clothes and new Cadillac, but not with his manners. As soon as they were inside the house, Willie leaned back against the door and lewdly undressed her with his eyes. "You're a good looking piece of ass," he said.

Ginger ignored his comment and turned away to explore the small, two-story house. She was only to see the bottom floor, however, because the house had been divided into two separate living quarters. The bottom unit consisted only of a living worn, kitchen and bath.

"It's not very big," Ginger said, "but it will do until I can get another job as a nurse and get a place that will be big enough for Roger and me."

Willie closed the distance between them and circled her waist in his hands. Pulling her hard against him, Willie began nibbling on Ginger's ear. "Why don't you take your clothes off and get comfortable?"

Ginger tried to push Willie away from her, but he held her tight. "Let me go!" she demanded. "Roger didn't send me down here to be mauled by someone he said was his best friend."

Willie moved his hands to the front of Ginger's blouse and with one swift motion, tore it open to expose Ginger's large, succulent breasts. Ginger tried to pull away, but Willie grabbed her arms and twisted them painfully behind her back until she was forced to stand on tip-toes with her hard nipples stabbing into his chest.

"You're not going anywhere," he said. "It may be a long time before you see Roger again and we don't want you to get all sexually frustrated waiting on him, do we?"

Ginger couldn't believe what was happening to her. She had expected to be put up as Roger's girl friend and now she was being treated like a slut.

"I'll tell Roger if you don't let me go," she threatened, but her words had no effect on Willie's savage attack as he continued tearing at the rest of her clothes until she was stripped naked.

Willie pushed her to the floor and stood above her with a lewd smile on his face. Slowly, he began removing his own clothes. Willie was about the same age as Roger, somewhere in his late twenties, and about the same build. Even his cock was as large as Roger's. But Roger had treated Ginger with a certain amount of tenderness; Willie treated her like a slave to be ordered and pushed around.

"Lay on your back," he ordered, "and spread your thighs. I want to look at that pretty, pink pussy."

Ginger closed her legs and began scooting away from him, but Willie grabbed her ankles and pulled her back to the center of the room. He spread her legs easily and stared at her gaping cunt. Ginger tried to kick free, but she was like a child in his strong hands. He stood up and removed the rest of his clothes. His erect cock stood out from his body like a third leg.