Sid Farmer - Hot and horny weekend

"Upstairs," George commanded, and Laura felt her body obeying mechanically. With all the willpower that she could muster, she tried to stop her legs from moving, but it was no use. Each step was as if she were walking on a cloud, moving in a dream world, floating with every motion. She felt his hand touch her softly swaying buttocks as he followed her up the long staircase.

The drugged young wife stopped and turned on the stairs to look down at the man following behind her. She watched his large, still semi-hard cock swing back and forth like a pendulum as he climbed the stairs, and moaned when, his face level with her naked loins, he bent forward and kissed the silken hair on her softly trembling pubic mound. The heat of his lips seared lewdly through her, and into the nakedness of her over-stimulated skin. She could feel his tongue wet a small portion of her nakedly exposed flesh, and the goose bumps rose all over her as it brought an involuntary shudder rippling through her milk-white body.

Oh no! I can't do this, Laura screamed helplessly to herself, and she turned panic-stricken to run into the sanctuary of her private bedroom. George followed her quickly into the room, his smile still bright, even in the dim light. He was a man sure of himself, sure in the knowledge that he could possess this defenseless young girl any way he wished and that no one, particularly she, would stop him.

Laura dropped to the edge of the bed and watched him, her eyes open wide and her tortured mind knowing she could retreat no further. There was nowhere else to go… nowhere to escape to…

"I didn't know you were so anxious." George teased sadistically, his lewd grin broadening. "I'm glad you see things my way. If we cooperate, our times together will be most pleasurable for both of us."

Laura sat on the bed, looking at him in total disbelief. Her gaze was fixed on his eyes, and she clenched her hands desperately into the bedspread.

"I can't do this, George! I don't care what happens, I can't let you do this!" But her words were quiet and unconvincing and there was no authority and only a minor note of conviction in them. Laura knew that the speech she was trying to make would do no good. Her body was warmed by a fire of betrayal that was building down between her shaking legs, a fire stoked only by the obscene picture of the naked man standing before her, and for some reason she knew she would not be able to resist if he so much as touched her.

George walked toward her, until he stood only a foot from where she sat, and held out his hand to touch the enticing softness of her young breast, teasing a dark brown nipple expertly with his fingers. His massive cock hung waiting like a patient cobra between his legs, soft and heavy.

"You've finished with your childish tantrum, I hope?" he questioned rhetorically, and then pulled her closer to him, holding her unresisting head close to his hairy stomach. She could smell the odors from their sexual encounter only a short hour before, and her heart began beating faster. "Suck it!" he commanded, pushing her head lower to his waiting penis. "I want it in that pretty little mouth of yours. Suck it!"

Laura was frightened as she felt her vagina involuntarily fill with more secretions as the obscene thought whirled around in her confused mind. She had read of fellatio, before, but had never tried it, not even with Bill. It was too awful, too perverse!

"I can't," she groaned pitifully. "Please, George, don't make me do it. I just can't!"

But the heavy hand on her head pushed her mouth closer to the soft smooth cock-head that hung a few tantalizing inches from her frightened face. Tears flowed from her eyes, across her already streaked cheeks to the skin of his muscular abdomen.

"You can, baby, and you will!" George hissed forcefully. "Now suck it!!"

Laura leaned hesitantly forward and brushed her soft lips against the top of his still half-limp cock, moving her unwilling mouth toward the swollen end. The huge bulbous head was terrifying to her, and yet, in spite of her fear, she knew she had to obey. There was no other way. She must obey George and the new, exciting craving which she began to feel form inexplicably deep within her traitorously acquiescing belly.

Her lipstick-covered lips opened slightly as she reached out toward her neighbor's massive shaft of flesh, and the soft rubbery head slipped easily into her saliva filled mouth. She was amazed all over again at how large it was, and how well it filled her mouth. She didn't notice it growing at first as she sucked his awakening manliness gently and rubbed her tongue softly at the foreskin. But then it grew more quickly as it filled with pulsing blood, and Laura's eyes opened wide with alarm as it responded excitedly to her wetly nibbling caresses. But, oh God, it was growing too fast, too big for her mouth! It would choke her!

She started to release her grip on the almost fully erected cock, but George pulled her head back harder against him. The jerking penis now seemed almost white-hot as it grew to its full size against her swirling tongue, hard and throbbing, and she could feel his quickened pulse as the huge cock-head swelled impassionedly in her mouth. Unable to catch her breath, she gasped, almost choking on the over-sized shaft of male flesh that reached far back into her ravaged throat, but George kept his firm grip on her head, and she found herself gradually beginning to adjust to the obscene intrusion. Careful not to bite him, lest she incur his wrath, she slowly and deliberately began to suck again, moving her head almost imperceptibly back and forth.

"Use your tongue more, you hot little bitch," he growled down at her, his eyes locked lustfully on the top of her bobbing blonde head as he watched the soft inner flesh of her ovalled-lips drawing back slowly from his swollen penis, and then sinking back around again as she slid them forward.

Eager to please, Laura began swirling her tongue around the now fully erect hugeness of his throbbing cock as best she could. Her head moved faster as it slid back and forth along the length of his rock-hard shaft, never allowing it to leave her mouth completely, but always keeping a tiny fraction of an inch inside the shelter of her lips. George had thrown his head back, no longer holding her head, and was still standing as she sucked him. The wetness of her clasping mouth and the constant sucking had put him into a euphoria, and he clenched his muscular buttocks in a rhythmic flexing movement, in time with her head as it slid along the length of his hotly aroused cock.

"Hum," he commanded. The single word was enough for Laura to begin making a humming sound in her throat and nasal passages. She felt completely debauched now. Not only must she suck this horrible man, but she must submit to his even more depraved demands, whatever they might be. Tears filled her eyes as the sound of her humming grew louder in her tortured ears. She wanted to scream, she wanted to stop and run out of her bedroom, out of the world… but it was too late. As she sucked and moved her lips more and more around his blood-engorged hardness, a new feeling was creeping into her mind. Urged by the drug-heightened needs of her body, and coupled with the sound of her voice, she felt a passion rising in her which she could not control. She could feel every inch of the twitching rod of flesh in her mouth, and the hair of his muscular thighs brushing against her aroused breasts as she moved. Instead of revolting her, the obscene length of aroused male flesh suddenly became an object of desire. Whether from the drug, or her own need, she began to suck harder, wanting more and more. All thoughts of shame were erased as she began to lose herself in the ecstasy of the moment.

She could hardly keep her breath as she tried gasping for air, sucking all the time and trying to get more moisture into her mouth. She wanted it wetter and hotter! She wanted him to cum in her mouth, filling her with the fiery cum she could feel churning in his lust-tightened balls. She wanted to be debauched and used as she had never been before! Oh God, she wanted it! The only thing that was important now was the pulsating shaft of burning flesh she now held trapped between her eagerly sucking lips.