William Davis - Blackmailed

… But, it was too late! She couldn't stop it… stop him… or herself. She was already too far gone! There was no way she could pull herself away from him, now. His hand on her cunt was driving her wild, and his tongue in her mouth was so sexy. His hand on her body was like little electric shocks. God! She wanted. She needed… And dimly through the dizzying fumes of the alcohol in her brain, she knew it was too late…

Arnie knew that she was fighting against herself. She's hot to trot… but she's still got that Puritan hang-up… that won't let go! He whispered in her ear, "Don't fight it, Baby! It's time you broke loose… and started enjoying yourself… too!"

It seemed to be so logical… so right, to her, in her confused state of mind. "Yes… that's right…! And, I'll make him pay… f-for what he's done!"

Arnie needed no more encouragement. It was smooth sailing from there on in, and he'd make the most of it. His middle finger still teased at her naked clitoris, and he recaptured her mouth to lash his tongue in and out of her warmly moist oral cavern suggestively; then, hovering over her partially reclining body, he pushed her dress up, bunching it at the waist, and looking down at her lewdly, he said, "I'm going to strip you naked, now!"

For answer, she mutely, eloquently, lifted her hips up as he reached up to slide her filmy, nylon panties down over the lovely white taper of her trembling thighs, revealing the petal-like softness of her golden, hair-lined furrow to his lewdly salacious gaze. What a gorgeous little cunt!

Then, Betty was struggling with her dress. He helped her, unbuttoning it and pulling it up over her head, and tossing it aside. Her bra followed, and she was completely nude. Leaning back he drank in the loveliness of her body with a triumphant grin, while below, his pulsating cock lurched wildly against the confines of his clothing.

Off to the side, in front of the fireplace, he had noticed a large bearskin rug. Impulsively, he took her by the hands, raising her to her feet, and led her, unresistingly to the rug, where she lay down on it, dragging him down with her.

Gathering spasmodic jolts of sensual pleasure rippled through her as Arnie's warmly caressing hands closed over her sensitive, swelling breasts, and she heard his gasp of delight at their mounding firmness and satin-like, smooth pliancy.

Then, his mouth followed to engulf one of her hard, distended, berry-like paps, while one of his hands still fondled its twin, his fingers rolling the spiked-out bud, maddeningly. Oh, that feels sooooo good! She groaned, while beneath her, her hips began a grindingly undulant rhythm. Her eyes closed, as she reveled in the sensuous feel of his hands and mouth.

For a moment or two, his hands and mouth left her, and she felt disappointment, but she was dimly aware of the rustle of clothing. He's undressing… making himself naked, too! She clenched her eyelids tighter. I don't want to look!

"You might as well open your eyes… and look at me… Betty… because I'm going to fuck you with it!"

Betty Ballard's eyes fluttered open, slowly; Arnie was kneeling there, his big, heavily-muscled body solidly substantial. Her eyes flicked over his body appreciatively, then her gaze zeroed in on the bulky length of his throbbingly hardened penis spearing out from his powerful loins. With an involuntary gasp, she tried to imagine that massively bloated thing burrowing deep into the soft, fleshy folds of her vagina. My God… I-It'd be impossible… without tearing me apart! A shiver of fear raced through her.

She watched, mesmerized, as he gripped the swollen shaft of his cock and asked lewdly, "Do you think this'll do something for you?"

"Oh, God… I-I couldn't take… all of that… up inside of me!" she managed.

"Don't worry… Baby… when you're ready to take it… you'll take all of it… with no trouble!"

Arnie stretched out beside her, and his mouth dipped down, again, to a quivering, white breast. She mewled softly as he took one, then the other of her nipples into the moist warmth of his mouth to lick and suck, his teeth nibbling them gently… until she wanted to scream with the ecstasy of the exquisite sensations surging through her body.

His head began to move lower, trailing moist kisses down between her passion-swollen breasts, down her soft, flat belly to her navel, where he paused to tease the tiny depression; then… on downward to her abdomen… until she felt the humid warmth of his breath on the soft, curling, golden fleece of her pubic hair. Suddenly, she realized, with a start, what he was going to do… what his true goal was!

… And, she was revulsed. I-It's sickening! She was remembering Jay's lewd suggestions… and the many times she had thwarted his attempts to do that!

Frantically, she reached down to grasp the huge boxer's head, in an effort to keep him from doing it. "N-No! Please? Don't d-do… that…!"

Arnie, kneeling between her soft, widespread thighs, now, would not be dissuaded.

"You want to learn all about it… don't you, Baby… because that's how you're going to get Jay back… and keep him coming back!"

Again, his words seemed so right. Yes! That's what I-I… want! She trembled with a wanton desire she had never known. Somehow, then, the degradation, the humiliation, shame, fear, guilt… and disgust didn't seem to matter. The intense, flaming desire to know… to experience… to enjoy leaped into the saddle to lead her wild charge into the unknown, as she felt herself aroused insanely… to a spiraling degree she had never known.

"Yes! Yessss! Arnie! D-Do it t-to me! Use your m-mouth… and tongue… and lick me! Suck me… there! Everything!"

Moaning his desire, as she surrendered everything to him, he wedged his head down between her quivering thighs, his lips making electric contact with the moist softness of her vagina's mouth, and his long, agile and voracious tongue darted out to plunge sinuously deep into her cuntal passage. His strong hands pressed hard against the soft, inner sides of her lovely, tapering thighs to spread them even wider apart.

"OOOooooh!" Betty moaned, as her hips ground up against his face, her body spasming with lewd sensuality. His tongue lashed into her like a substitute cock. Claw-like her hands reached out to his head, grasping his hair, to pull him into closer contact with her lust-incited loins. Oh, that feels so gooooood!

Arnie's hands slid up over her belly to the rounded firmness of her tits again, cupping and squeezing them with brutal force, while below, he withdrew his tongue from her vaginal orifice and pressured up through her pink cunt-flesh to locate the erectile bud of her pulsating clitoris.

She whined agonizingly as he captured the tiny, throbbing phallus between his teeth, holding it lightly, while the tip of his tongue teased it in maddening little circles.

… And, now, her head began to flail from side to side, in wanton abandon, her golden tresses becoming totally disarrayed, as he moved downward, again, to the moistly searing opening of her hotly clasping vaginal tunnel and began to plunge his stiffened tongue in and out of her in regular tempo. He listened to her with lewd satisfaction, as mewling whimpers cascaded unintelligibly from her agonized lips.

Never letting up for a moment, he swirled and flicked his tongue around the velvety insides of her cuntal passage, tantalizingly, then slipped his hands under her thighs, lifting them up until they were draped over his shoulders, presenting the whole of her naked loins to him, as he cupped the resilient, white softness of a full-rounded buttock in either hand, his fingers digging in, cruelly, until her flesh ridged through his fingers.

Unceasingly, now, moans of ecstatic passion poured from Betty's mouth, filling the living room of the cabin with sounds of animal pleasure. Suddenly, she felt it. Oh, God… I-I feel… like I could cum! His tongue… will make me cum!