Robert Vickers: Raped Captives

For starters, she had to get the man's cock back into action.

Lynda rolled over onto her side, pulling the man's limp cock with her. He grunted but didn't protest this cavalier action. She could tongue and suck and kiss his prick and look into the, mirror hung on the wall at the same time. The sight of her lips parting slightly and admitting the pink worm-like penis into her mouth turned her on in a big way. She felt her pussy begin to throb with need.

"This is an added bonus," said Jerry, relaxing and enjoying the feel of the woman's tongue all over his cock and balls and crotch. "I just expected to knock off a quick piece and that would be it."

"You're too good," she said. "You got me hot and I want more! And for more of this, I'll work on you all night long!"

"Promises, promises," he laughed, delighting in the way the woman was giving him head. He could watch the entire thing in the mirror. -

"A round bed," he mused. "I think I'd like to fuck you in every direction of the compass. Let's start with the principal directions."

"South?" she asked.

"Yeah, about. And this is cast. Keep sucking, bitch, if you want to make west and north tonight!"

She eagerly returned to her delightful task. Her tongue stroked all over the end of his prick, teasing the tiny flap of skin dangling under the cleft head. She knew this was the most sensitive portion of his anatomy, but it didn't seem to be responding like it should. If anything, his prick shrank even more until it was hardly the size of her thumb. Disgusted, she sucked the entire cock and balls into her mouth.

Her tongue batted the balls around until she could feel the thick stew of his jism slowly coming to a boil. But the prick remained flaccid and useless to her. She had to have a real pussy pleaser. Nothing less would do. When Jerry was up and hard, he sported an eight-inch prick. Not the biggest she had ever found, but certainly Jerry knew how to use it better than any other man she had discovered in a long, long time.

"No good, darling," Jerry said. "Let me work on your sweet little pussy for a while. Maybe that will keep you busy while my poor old body's recuperating from that fine fucking!"

She didn't protest at all when his strong fingers worked between her thighs and separated her trim white thighs. Giving up on his prick, she pressed her back into the smoothly muscled curves of his

chest and belly. His fingers lifted her skirt out of his way and then thrust between the ragged edges of her now crotchless panties.

The blonde woman tensed as his finger shot all the way up into her pussy. It wasn't cock-thick but it felt good. She sighed and tried to relax. The swiftly moving finger in her pussy prevented her from totally relaxing. Every movement in and out of her cunt thrilled her, excited her, pushed her to new levels of arousal.

"Ummm, feels good when you finger-fuck my poor little cunny, but I want cock up there! Get hard, damn you, get hard!"

He laughed. "Not so easy. Can't perform on command like that, not after the great fucking we just had. Just watch things in the mirror for, a while. You won't be disappointed."

She blinked rapidly and focused her blue eyes on the mirror in front of her. She lifted one leg high into the air and lewdly exposed her snatch. The sight of his finger-fucking her blonde-rimmed pussy did turn her on more than the feel of the finger rubbing into her cunt walls. The woman sobbed mightily when he found her clit and teased it.

But this wasn't what she wanted. The desires for his prick mounted incredibly inside her body. She saw him take one of her blue-tinged cunt lips between thumb and forefinger. He dragged his fingers along that puffy ridge. The electric shock of desire jolting through her body rattled her teeth.

She was openly sobbing, almost at the point of crying.

"Fuck me, dammit, I need you so bad!" she cried out. "And I don't care if the whole goddamn world sees us!"

She couldn't see into the department store in the position he held her in. And it didn't matter to her. All she cared about now was the intense longing inside her pussy. She was being eaten up with desire. She had to have his cock driving in and out of her pussy before she would feel any better.

The feel of his lips and tongue moving against her aroused snatch caused her to come. The suddenness of it took her entirely by surprise. As she drifted down from her sexual high, she saw the top of the man's head pressed firmly between her white thighs.

Her legs crushed down on the sides of his head to make sure he didn't go away. The sensations she felt were so great she didn't ever want them to stop. They weren't the same as the feel of a cock fucking her, but they were still great. Different, but delightful.

His tongue raked along the edges of her cunt lips and then plunged fast and cock-hard into her pussy. She stiffened and almost came again. This time, she held back enough to prevent it. She wanted to hoard all these wondrous feelings like a miser hoards gold, and then release them in one huge orgasm.

He sucked and licked and made lewd noises as he tongued her pussy lips, and tongue-fucked her cunt hole. She began tossing her leg up into the air. This caused her pussy to contract around his hidden tongue. While it wasn't quite the same as having her cunt entirely filled with cock, it gave a good enough imitation for her to get off in a big way.

All her carefully protected feelings of lust gushed forth as she came again. He sucked and licked and used his teeth to lightly gnaw on her agitated flesh. The blonde knew this was heaven on earth. Nothing could be better then the delights spearing into her pussy.

She twisted onto her back and stared up into the air above them. She wondered what it would have been like having a mirror there. She would have to order one of these beds-and when she did, there would definitely be mirrors on the ceiling overhead. That would give the most possible stimulation to both of them.

Her legs draped behind the man's head. By flexing her thigh muscles, she could pull his face even more powerfully into her flowing gash. His tongue raked up and down her sex slit, parting the cunt lips, teasing them, stroking along the rigid edges. She could feel his tongue drive in and out of her cunt and then slip back to her asshole. Her back arched and she tried to get away from him tongue fucking her anus.

"No, oh, sweet Jesus, no, not there!" But her

words weren't matching her actions. As she lifted herself off the bed, her body turned and she shoved her asscheeks into the man's face. His nose parted her meaty asscheeks, and then the probing tongue licked her asshole.

She came-hard.

Still twisting, she moved so that she was facing the man, her head between his thighs. His prick was slowly stirring back into life. This heartened her. Gobbling it up, she licked and sucked and gave him every bit as much pleasure as he was giving her.

"It… it's feeling good, Lynda," he moaned. "Just keep on sucking and I'll be hard again."

She fondled his balls, and stroked the thick, black pubic hair around his cock and balls. Popping the hairy little bag containing his nuts into her mouth, she showed him just what it meant to get a good blowjob. She sucked and stroked the sides of the sac until he was trying to get away from her. She felt his cock stiffening even more alongside her cheeks. She turned and saw the purple knob on the tip begin to throb and pulse with renewed life.

He was almost there.

This spurred her on. She lightly shoved the balls from her eager mouth and went back to the stalk of his cock. Nipping at the limp flesh, she teased and aroused him until he had a full fledged boner again.

Like an eagle swooping down on its prey, she

engulfed the end of his cock and sucked for all she was worth. Her tongue tried to force its way down his piss-slit. They both knew it was impossible, but just trying set both their pulses to racing faster.