Marvin Cox - Eager young wife

"Lions can bite, you know," he said, his forefinger touching the tip of her chin.

His touch caused a marvelous ripple of pleasure to throb into Tammy's pussy, but she maintained her control. She looked at him evenly.

"I'll have you purring like a kitten before the night is over," she said.

"Even kittens have claws," he said, puffing her close.

"I'll try to remember that," she said. "Now let's get the hell out of here."

"My goodness," he said in mock surprise. "The lady talks like she's got a whip in her hand!"

They walked from the dressing room and out of the theater, each silently sizing the other up. Tammy's mind was running a mile a second, wondering why she had been so brazen, so Goddamned bold! She certainly wasn't the same girl she was a couple of weeks ago. She thought, if this keeps up, I'll probably just skip the small talk and rape people in parks! The thought made her chuckle.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Just wait," she said, "you'll find out."

They lay on the large brass bed, their naked flesh molding together in a warm, sensuous embrace.

"God, your body is nice!" Brad said, stroking his hands over the rich contours of her hips and thighs. "So tight and delicious!"

"On your back," Tammy whispered, rolling him over. "Stretch your arms and legs out."

She gave a quick glance around the room and got off the bed. She opened his closet door and removed four ties from a hanger.

"What are you going to do with those?" he asked. "They're some of my best ties!"

"Shut up," Tammy said sweetly. "You'll see."

She knelt at the foot of the bed and grabbed his left ankle, placing it next to the brass rod of the footboard. She wrapped the tie around his foot and the rod, pulling it together in a strong knot.

Quickly, and over his objections, she repeated the same action with the other foot.

"Now your hands," she said, taking his right and tying it to the headboard.

"Oh God," Brad said with a chuckle, "this is beginning to look like a bad movie."

"Just wait," Tammy said. "I might cop an Oscar before the night's over."

She crawled on the bed and knelt between his legs and touched his stiff, thick cock.

"This is nice," she whispered, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "So big and nice!"

"Suck it," he said, his body quivering under her gentle touch. "Suck it!"

"I might," Tammy said, arching one eyebrow. "I just might."

She lowered her face slowly, feasting her eyes on the large, purplish cockhead as it glistened with hard, throbbing power.

"Ummmmm!" she groaned, flickering her tongue out and touching his shaft wetly.

Brad flinched with pleasure as she began running her tiny, pink tongue up and down the underside of his prick, her lips occasionally kissing the swollen vein that throbbed against her teeth.

"Come on, suck it!" he said, his voice now less cocky and more pleading. "Please!"

"When I'm ready," Tammy whispered, as she pulled his foreskin back with her teeth.

She ran her tongue under his cockhead, licking and sucking the flavor of dried piss and cum into her mouth. She took a quick gasp of air, her nose savoring the acrid, heady aroma of his crotch hair. Her pussy began to throb and vibrate, and she wanted nothing more than to straddle his middle and ram that delicious cock deeply into her cunt, but she maintained control.

She cupped his enormous wiry balls and squeezed them as she pulled them upwards, rolling them around on the sides of his cockshaft and against her cheeks.

He pulled against his binds, but it was futile. Tammy had tied his hands and feet with tight knots, with one purpose in mind. To make him beg.

"I can't take much more of this," he said with a grunt. "My balls feel like they're about to explode! Come on, baby, suck it!"

Tammy slowed her movements. Her tongue hilly ran up and down his long, throbbing prick, swirling over the sensitive skin with smooth, soft strokes. She chewed tenderly on his crotch hairs, pulling them between her teeth, her lips hot against his balls.

She raised her head and looked longingly at his cock. She spread her fingers outward, rubbing and caressing his narrow hips, her nails dining into his taut flesh.

She inched her body upwards and placed her knees over his shoulders so that her frothy pussy was just inches from his mouth.

"You like my cunt?" she asked. "You want to lick it a little bit?"

"Oh God, yes!" he said, raising his head. Tammy pressed her burning, hungry pussy against his face. She felt an immediate warmth as his wet, probing tongue plunged deeply between the tight, constricted muscles of her cunt walls. She threw her head back and moaned, her tone hungry and satisfied. Then she pulled her hips back.

"Hey, what are you doing?" he asked, his lips wt from hex pussy juices.

"Taking my time, you egomaniac bastard," Tammy said evenly.

Suddenly she became frightened. He glared at her now, his face contorting in pure rage.

"Untie me, you fucking cunt!" he shouted, his muscles bulging under the strain, as he struggled to free himself.

Then Tammy heard a snap as the tie that held his left hand suddenly tore. She tried to jump free, but he was too quick. He grabbed her by the hair of her head and pushed her head violently down, against his stomach.

"Suck it, you cream-drinking bitch!" he yelled. "Suck it and choke to death!"

She flailed wildly, totally disoriented. He was now pushing downward, savagely grinding her face against his cock. She could feel it throb and pulsate against her lips as he arched his back, wiggling his hips to force it into her mouth.

"You son of a bitch!" she said, trying to pull away.

He slapped her then, knocking her off the bed. She lay in a heap, stunned and angry. But fear was quickly becoming the most dominant emotion. She looked up and saw that he was struggling with his other hand, trying to free himself. She jumped as she heard a second rip, and his other hand broke free.

"You're gonna get it now, you cocksucking tease!" he said, sitting up, grabbing the binds around his ankle.

Tammy jumped up and ran from the room. She hadn't the faintest idea what to do, where to go. She paused for a moment-a moment too long. His hand was on her shoulder, yanking her back into the room. Somehow she managed to pull away and bounded through the door and made for the bathroom.

She slammed the door and fiddled with the lock. But once again, her reactions were too slow. The door thundered against her shoulder, knocking her to the tile floor.

"You like games?" Brad asked, his eyes burning like a demon. "I'll give you fucking games!"

"You prick!" Tammy spat out, tying to get up. He slapped her again, the force cracking her head against the side of the toilet.

"Now I'll fuck you," he said, bending, his voice wet and urgent against her ear.

He grabbed both her hands with one of his, and with his right arm, he pressed against her neck, causing her face to lower into the toilet bowl. He knelt behind her, and kicked her legs apart.

"You like it this way?" he asked, slamming his cock against her ass.

Tammy grunted with humiliation and anger as the monstrous prick slipped between the lips of her pussy. Her face was just mere inches from the water in the toilet bowl and she could see the wild look in her eyes.

What had happened! she thought. It had turned into a complete nightmare, not making any sense at all! He seemed so nice, and now it was as if he were possessed by the devil!

He pumped into her slick hot hole, thrusting his hips forward with a savage lunge, burying his prick fully into her pussy, his cockhead grinding outward against her stomach.

Tammy bit her tongue to keep from screaming out with the burning, pressing pain as he increased the momentum of his violent strokes. His balls slapped against the insides of her thighs, smacking and sticking to the delicate surfaces of her skin.