J Bradley: Mom_s rape cure

Oh, why? Why hadn't he fucked her hot young pussy instead!

Sucking in her breath, Suzy turned from the mirror and went out of the bathroom and stretched out on her bed. She closed her eyes again. She kept her hand cupped between her thighs.

She parted her thighs slightly, her legs bent at the knees. She tried not to feel the sensations beginning to run through her body, but she couldn't keep them from coming.

She arched her spine and made her firm tits stretch upward from her chest. She licked her lips and tossed her head from one side to the other, knowing she shouldn't be doing this.

She couldn't keep the image of his cock from coming to her mind again. It bloomed there, big and stiff and pulsing redly at the end. The slit at the tip opened and closed, and she could see vividly the shiny, oily stuff oozing from it and clinging to the red glans.

She could see the balls, tight and rounded, nestled up under the root of his tremendous, throbbing prick. She could see all the bumps and veins again, and the way it jerked in his fist as he held it toward her face.

She tossed her head and let out a small city, trying to rid her mind of the unforgettable image. The tip of her finger slid up and down her cuntal gap as if it had a mind of its own.

The silky flesh sucked and popped with the wetness seeping from her virginal cunt hole. Her pussy became hot and bloated, the dainty lips puffing aside.

Her hips lifted and shivered. She clenched her tight, round asscheeks, and she couldn't keep the tip of her finger still. It slid and roamed over the puffy flesh of her cuntlips and nosed through the silkiness of her draining cunt honey.

The stuff was beginning to flow in obscene quantities from her virginal hole now. She couldn't stop it. It coated the tip of her finger and all the satiny flesh between her cuntlips.

Her clit strained from the top of her cleft, and her fingertip touched it once. Electric sensations shot through her and made her dry out and jerk her finger away from her clit.

She balled the sheet in her fists and groaned, her hips still raised, her ass free of the bed. Her pelvis tipped and rocked, and her pussy muscles squeezed and sucked almost angrily from being deprived of the sensitive stroking.

She moaned and shoved her ass downward, sinking it into the bed, and her legs jerked wide apart. She clapped her hand back over her cunt and squeezed the whole area of her crotch tightly in an attempt to make the tingling, throbbing sensations stop.

Rut they wouldn't, and she was soon shaking her cunt up and down. Her finger extended again, sinking into the soft, enfolding flesh with a sticky sound.

It probed into the satin folds of her cunt mouth. She felt her big pussy muscle contract wildly and try to capture her finger and suck it up into the sweet, slippery tunnel.

She groaned hollowly and let it happen, her hips shuddering. The tip of her finger entered her cunt mouth, and the virginal muscles pulsed and shivered.

She slipped it in and fucked herself with it until a stab of pain made her stop. She gasped, her eyes shocking open. Her cherry!

She shivered and couldn't keep from probing gently again. She felt the taut tissue stretched over her vaginal tunnel, and little sparks of pain stabbed through her whole middle.

"Ohhhhh, God…" she moaned softly. "He would have killed me!"

She sucked in her breath and visualized the big cock ripping through the tight barrier and plunging to the back of her spasming cunt tunnel.

But despite the little jabs of pain, she couldn't keep her hips from twisting and shaking. Her thighs clamped tightly about her hand, capturing it, keeping her fingertip imprisoned in the soft, hot, silky folds of her spasming cunt mouth.

Her muscles sucked and pulled at her finger, and she twisted the probing digit around and around just inside her pussy mouth. Then it went deeper.

"Ah!" she cried sharply. "I broke it!"

She shivered wildly, and the fear and horror that had been on her mother's face and in her voice that night thundered through her and made her jerk her finger from her spasming hole.

There was the pain again, startling her. She looked at her finger. There was no blood on it, only slippery cunt honey. She lifted up and spread her thighs wide and looked into her cunt hole fearfully, holding the lips aside with her fingertips.

It was still there! She could see it!

Bent nearly double, she gazed at her cunt for a long moment, really looking at it for the first time. She saw the pinkness, the wetness of her slick juices, the little quivers of her muscles.

She saw how bloated and puffy her cuntlips were, how the blonde curls waved and stretched from the outer surface as her heart pumped and her pussylips alternately swelled and shrank.

She saw the little button of her clit stretching from under its tented hiding place, the tip red and throbbing. She touched it experimentally and felt electric shocks surge through her body.

"Ohhhhhh, God!" she whispered.

She ran her fingertip along one side of the little root of her clit and then the other, and the tips of her tits swelled redly, becoming hard and rubbery.

But the most thrilling discovery was the ragged hole in the taut, pink membrane of her cherry. She understood what had happened now. Her finger had gone through the hole into the silky, wet recesses of her cunt and hadn't broken her cherry at all!

Spreading her cuntlips wide with the fingers of one hand, she bent far over and saw her pussy mouth stretch open. She placed the tip of her finger into it carefully, aiming it for the fringed hole.

She saw it go through. She felt the first joint wriggle against her virginal cunt walls on the other side of the barrier, and her twat spasmed and contracted all over.

"Ahhhhhh, God!" she cried tightly, falling onto her back again, keeping her hand braced tightly against her pubic bone.

Her hips lifted and shook. Her cunt squeezed and sucked at the foreign invader into its silky depths. She pushed her finger up her cunt a little farther, and her tits swelled from her chest with unbearable heat.

"Ahhhhh, God!" she cried. "This is what it would have felt like! Only more! So much bigger!"

She squeezed her eyes shut, and the image of his cock flared in her mind, huge and throbbing, bursting with passion and syrupy sperm, the head swollen and broad and fucking up into her virginal body.

She churned and thrashed on the bed and made her finger writhe and twist inside her cunt. She fucked herself with wild abandon and great caution at the same time.

Every time her finger threatened to rupture her cherry, the pain made her gasp and take greater caution. But the sensations building up inside her body were not to be denied.

Nor were the memories of that night she and her mother had been at home and her mother had answered the door. Two of them had burst into the house, drunk or high on something and absolutely wild.

The first one grabbed her mother and held her tightly. The other one whipped through the house and found Suzy and dragged her into the living room.

Tish screamed with terror as she watched Suzy's blouse ripped from her chest. And then she screamed again as her dress was yanked to her waist and her panties were tipped off.

Suzy didn't know why the one attacking her hadn't raped her cunt. Maybe it was because he had trouble undoing the tricky catch on her tight shorts.

He'd grabbed her tits in his hands and squeezed them. Then he'd pushed down on the tops of her shoulders and forced her to her knees, working his prick out of his fly at the same time, jacking it hard and throbbing with his fist as he cupped the back of her head and brought her face-to-face with the first steel-hard cock of her young life.

"No! No-No!" Tish had screamed.