Ben Stewart - Cockshy coed

"I won't. I won't do that," she whispered.

"You like dick. You're hungry for dick. You like cock in your mouth and your cunt, and you're going to get it!"

"Please!" Nancy begged, knowing that she couldn't escape.

"Please what? Fuck you?" he asked, wrapping his other arm around her as he forced her hand onto the head of his cock.

Nancy felt the hot, fleshy head buck against her tender palm. Slowly, her fingers started to close around it.

"I'm not," she declared through clenched teeth, making one last stand.

"Yes you are, bitch!" he growled. "You did it this morning with Brad, and you're gonna do it now with me!"

"Did he say that?" Nancy demanded, horrified. "Yeah. He told me how he figured out you'd been watching when we gave Jean a good fucking. He said you were so ht you cried when he stuck his peter in you. I don't care if you cry or not, you're gonna get my dick! I'm gonna fuck you till your cunt can't take any more. You got that? You understand what I'm gonna do to you? We're gonna fuck, baby, right after you suck my peter," he growled.

Nancy felt her body melt. There was a lush hotness extending from her belly down to the fat, swollen lips of her cunt. Only her cunt and her tit tips were hard. They were so sensitive with swollen tissues and raw nerve ends, they felt as if they would explode! She felt her fingers wrap around Don's cock. The hot flesh throbbed under her touch. The thick steams of fuck oil running down the hard, circular organ made her palm slippery. As the hot, meaty cock throbbed a second time, Nancy greedily squeezed it. Her hand jacked up and down, pulling the flexible outer covering over the hard core.

"Yeah, baby, do it. Get on that rod," Don breathed, heaving a sigh of pleasure as he relaxed against the seat. He spread his legs so Nancy could get between them. "I know you want that dick, baby. Get down on it and take it in your mouth," he whispered, placing a hand behind her head and pushing her down toward the throbbing, thick hardness growing out of his hairy groin. "Suck it!" he whispered in her ear as he kept forcing her head down.

Nancy felt herself sliding across the seat until she slipped off onto the floor. Don's hands pulled her around into position between his legs. As he pulled her forward she felt his slippery hot glands brush over her cheek. Nancy smelled the hair and the sweat of his crotch. The male odor triggered her into heat. The slippery hot tissues of her cunt clutched into knots. She spread her legs and sprawled forward. She felt Don's knees press into her pulpy tits. She let out a soft moan as her head bent forward. Her mouth opened. The full, beautiful lips pulled back as if she were going to get a kiss. Don's hands clasped around her neck, guiding her down. Slowly she sank until the head of his hot, hard cock brushed against her lips. Instantly her mouth opened wide. At the same instant Don pulled her down, sliding his peter deep inside. Nancy felt his salty flesh brush over her tongue. His big cock filled her mouth. The thick peter oil bubbled out of his cockhead into her taste buds. The salty taste made her swallow until her mouth and throat were coated with a thick film of clear fuck oil.

"Oh baby, give me some head!" Don moaned as he twisted his hips back and forth, making his dick revolves in her mouth.

Nancy felt his throbbing pole brush over the inside of her checks, making them bulge out. Her tongue land over the inside, flicking at the thick cum tube, working over the tight scar where his foreskin had been cut away.

"Fuck it, tongue it, suck it! Get it good, chick. Get my dick! Get my meat, take it down your hot throat!" Don instructed as he centered its cock in the center of Nancy's mouth and slowly pulled her head forward and down.

She felt the fleshy head pushing back over her tongue going further and further toward the back of her mouth. Nancy took a deep breath and let Don push his cock into her tight throat! It was like swimming underwater. She held her breath and dived deeper, taking his rod all the way in until her head was tight against his crotch.

"Oh, suck me off!" Don groaned as he rotated his hips so his dick would twist in her throat. His hands held her tight against his crotch as he hunched his meat into her.

Nancy wanted to keep his dick in her. She liked the feel of the long big-headed pole inside her mouth and his groin hunching against her face. She wrapped both hands around his hips and pulled herself tight against him, letting him fuck in her mouth. She felt his strong leg muscles catch her tight in their grasp. They rocked back and forth until she began to gag for breath. Slowly, reluctantly, Don let her go. Nancy let her head slide up until the tip of his dick disappeared from her throat. She sucked in air through her nose, keeping his peter lodged in her mouth. Her tongue lashed over it, licking, tasting, coiling, cuddling, sucking.

"Get naked, babe," Don ordered. "I want to feel your tits against my legs while you take me in your mouth. You give good head. I almost shot my cum down your throat. Did you feel it? Did you feel my peter starting to throb and get bigger and tighter? Man it was close. So close my balls hurt. Unfasten my pants and nab them for me."

Nancy stayed on the floor, not thinking, not protesting, and not complaining. What she was doing she liked, and as long as she was forced into it, she could relax and do it. They were isolated in a forest on a dark night. She had to do what he made her do! Her hands obediently began to work on his belt buckle. As it loosened Don lifted his ass up and let Nancy pull his pants down over his hairy ass.

"Take it all the way off, chick," he instructed. "Get my shoes off too and strip me down."

Nancy worked quickly, ripping off his loafers and pulling his pants down over his muscular thighs and calves. Her hands tickled over the thick curly mat of hair that covered his legs until her fingers found their way to his sweaty balls. They lay in a loose sac, stuck to the sides of his sweaty thighs. Carefully she pulled them away from his legs so they could dangle down toward the seat. Cuddling them in her hand she began to gently tug and squeeze on them.

"That's better. That feels good. You sure know a lot about balls, chick. You know how to ball too, or at least you're doing good so far. Let's see how good you do the rest of the way. Hold up your arms, I want that sweater off you," he instructed as he leaned down and began to pull her sweater up over her body.

Nancy felt the soft wool tickle its way over her sensitive skin. As it was pulled over her breasts, they were lifted by the tug until she moaned with pleasure.

"That's better. Cuddle up between my legs now, and I'll keep you warm," Don whispered as his mm worked on her bra strap.

As it came undone, Nancy felt the heavy weight of her fail breasts flow down her body until they were hanging loose and free.

"Oh man, feel those tits," Don whispered as he cupped them in his hands and pushed his fingers deep into their soft, silky flesh. "Beautiful tits, tips as hard as my dick." He caught the ends between his thumb and forefinger and began to squeeze.

"Oh," Nancy moaned, throwing her head back, and moving her body between the grip of his thighs. Her breasts lifted up high, settling into his hands, begging to be rubbed and felt.

"That's it, baby, groove on it. Get it on," Don hissed as he felt her twisting between his lop. He increased the pressure on her nipples, squeezing them.

Nancy could feel the hard, pulsating ends being crushed like berries until the soft flow of pain began to vibrate through the tender flesh.

"No," she pleaded, grasping Don around the waist and laying her head down on his cock.

"Getting too much for you?" he asked. "I'll stop if you'll make me feel good. Get my dick between your titties and rub it!"