John Kellerman: Teaser in torment

Barry let go of my wrists. I balled my fists and pounded on the bed. It was all I had the strength to do.

"Jesus… this is good… you fine bitch. Your ass is better than most girls' pussies."

I didn't want to hear. I wished I could close my ears, my feelings… everything! But the slow, rubbing penetration of my butt by Barry's thick cock was setting off all sorts of reactions. It pulled the tender flesh tight around my pussy every time he fucked deep. Even though his prick wasn't inside my cunt, it seemed to sense how close he was. Frenzied jolts of pleasure tickled the skin around my swollen cunt-lips. Barry grasped the fronts of my hips with both hands and fought to get his cock deeper. I writhed under the long, hard jab of his prick in my guts.

"Hot… you're so damned hot in there!" His voice sounded funny and he was fucking faster all the time. The lotion sucked and smacked around the edges of my asshole. I wanted to die! But before I would be allowed that, I'd have to deal with the rising storm of sensations in my young body. I couldn't ignore what was happening any longer. My pussy was on fire. Floods of cunt juice dripped out from my hole and wet the bed. My nipples were like small fingers of electricity. Even the slightest movements made a friction that inflamed me even more. I hunched my hips suddenly, and was immediately ashamed. But as Barry worked his cock almost all the way into my asshole, I hunched again… and again… and again…

"You like it, you bitch!"

"Noooo! I hate it!"

"You eat it up. You needed a little ass-fucking to show you what it's all about!"

"Stop… stop doing it now! I'm going to faint!"

But I wasn't going to tell Barry that if I fainted, it would be from the strangely exquisite tingle that seemed to consume every square inch of my flesh. I gasped and bucked and pretended to be in pain. The feel of that hot, thick cock speared between the cheeks of my ass was unbelievable. It went in and out so slickly, gouged so deep into my guts!

Barry shoved a hand under my body, under my dress. His palm coveted one of my tits and he squeezed it until the nipple popped between two fingers.

"Nuhhhh," I moaned as the stormy excitement burst over my skin.

His other hand was sneaking around my belly, slipping down. A finger petted open the crack of my pussy and then, dove into the seepy heat. I choked on a cry; my body was squirming uncontrollably as Barry's cock went in my asshole to the hilt. His balls flopped heavily against the underside of my butt-cheeks. He held himself like that, plunging for every last inch. I could feel that blood-swollen prick so deep inside my guts. More butter leaked from my cunt as Barry's finger found my clit and excited it.

"Huuuuuhhhnnn!"

The tiny nubbin rose from the slick cunt folds that protected it and pushed back against Barry's touch. He flattened it back with force and my hips rocked wildly from side to side. That huge cock of his was as far inside my butt as it would go now. Barry turned his head so be could get his teeth around the back of my neck.

"Robyn," he grunted, nipping me, licking me. "Ohhh, Robyn baby… sooo good… you're sooo good!"

His body jerked and he started fucking so wildly that I thought we'd slip off onto the floor. He pulled his cock almost all the way out of my asshole and then rammed it deep again. Tingling shudders made me breathless. There was a hunger in me that I'd never felt before. It was different than just being hungry for food, different than just wanting something real bad. This hunger made me frantic to feed it. It was a tickle, an itch… something that grew and grew and never was satisfied it seemed. I ground my hips around like a crazy person as Barry's prick thrust at my sucking asshole.

"Barry… Ohhhhh… God… Goddamn!"

"Hold on, baby! I'm coming!"

"NOOO! Don't do it inside me like that!"

But I couldn't stop moving, couldn't think of anything but the frenzied tautness of my body, the devastating bunts of pleasure that seemed too intense for a person to live through and yet grew even more intense with each jab of Barry's hard cock!

Again my thoughts flashed to what was actually happening to me… I thought that was what they called it. I wanted to detach myself from everything. I wanted to pretend that this awful thing wasn't happening to me. But by now my clit was a small, swollen lump that throbbed with shooting prickles of pleasure.

"Nuhhhh!"

"Baby… Robyn!"

"Ohhh, God, nooooo!"

I guess I knew just about the exact second when Barry started to come. He made funny sounds in his throat and started jerking around real loose and crazy. I clawed the bedspread with both hands and tried to dig my knees in, tried to get away. My fever made me weak. It was a bewitched feeling… not being able to resist the lusty tickle inside my cunt. And I could hear the slick stuff smacking around between my ass-cheeks. It wasn't just hand lotion now. There was a sharp aroma in the room, too… something I'd never smelled before.

"Huunn! Ohhh, God, stop it! Please stop it!"

"I can't, Robyn… damn!" Barry was still lunging at me, spearing his cock into my asshole as deep as it would go every time he brought his powerful hips forward. The shock made my butt shiver again and again as he drove me down into the bed. And then at last I felt his twitching convulsions fade. With a groan, he pulled his long cock out of my asshole and my poor bong pinched tight again. I wanted to cry from embarrassment and shame.

"I hate you! You're worse than an animal!"

"Yeah," Barry chuckled, rolling onto his back, "guess I am."

Somehow I made it to my feet and limped to the bathroom. My butt tingled and my asshole glowed with the stretching it'd gotten. Though I wanted to deny it, my dripping pussy felt blistered and in need of caresses. How could that have happened when Barry had been doing it… the wrong way? I pulled off all my things. I was still trembling.

I leaned against the side of the tub and turned on the water. Moaning from the memory of how I'd teen used, I climbed over the edge and let the warm currents swirl up around me. When the water came level with my cunt and a wavelet washed over my swollen clit, I shuddered violently. Nothing had been done to my pussy. Dry had hardly even touched it.

But in all those years I'd never made myself come. I'd had a few close calls. It was hard resisting that kind of stuff on a Saturday morning when I could lie in the bed late. But I knew that my mother would never approve. As for my father, he lived in another world. We just wouldn't ever discuss things like that together.

It was then that I spotted the rubber hose hanging on the back of the door. It had a little fitting to slip over the spout. I grabbed it and put it on. I was breathing fast. All those thoughts about my first come on a hole… and the memory, horrible as it was, of what Barry had done… My mind was suddenly very clear. I felt eager to stir up the exhilarating sensations in my throbbing cunt.

As I held the rubber hose up and felt the hard spray hit my belly, I stopped for a moment. There was still a feeling way back in my mind somewhere that this was somehow… wrong. That if a girl got fucked and she came, that was one thing. But if she made herself come, it was against the rules. Of course neither way was really all that good. People got married in church and all, but they never talked about what happened after the marriage. I'd always thought it was like the people that were religious just ignored that part. The part that went on between the sheets when a bride took her clothes off.

But now hungry feeling was welling up in me again. I couldn't bother with morals right now! My skin tingled and my breath was hot in my throat.

"Ohhhh!" I moaned as I directed the stream over both tits and the small fingers of my nipples were blasted by the hot spray. Then I shoved the tube down under the water and held it an inch away from my out.