Jon Reskind: Walo_s mistress

"For Chris'sake, put the damn thing in and get out of the way!" Earl snapped at Maxine. "We all want to watch this show."

Maxine did and Lynn sensed her own hand tightening around Virgin's as the brunette beauty moved close to her once more, standing beside her chair with her other hand fondly grazing her blonde head and smoothing down to caress the silk like skin of Lynn's cheek. She watched in uncomfortable lewd entrancement as Walo levered up over the small, slender girl, the bulging dark-red prick-head waggling for a moment as might a stallion's, poking at the pink, ragged edges of flesh, nuzzling gently between them.

"Ram it to her, Walo!" Rudy ordered, his body strained forward in the chair, his black eyes beading lustfully. "Now! Teach her a lesson!"

With a jerking, forward movement of his strong hips, Walo responded, forcing the blood-filled chunky head to penetrate a portion of an inch inside the cringing vaginal hole of her defenseless young cunt, brutally expanding the stubbornly resistant flesh almost to the ripping point.

Jan arched her neck back until she was nearly standing on her head and choked out her scream, while Lynn reacted with compassionate emotion, a whimper escaping her own parched lips as if the torturous instrument had been wedged into the tiny mouth of her own vagina. She moved her free hand up to clasp Virgin's other at her cheek, pressing it tight against her as she squeezed in carnally horrified fascination.

The huge cock had submerged no more than a tormenting inch between Jan's open thighs, and desperately she was trying to free her arms from the ruthless imprisoning hands of Earl and Mark which were shackling her, while simultaneously endeavoring to kick her legs free and escape the barbaric, agonizing impalement. But they held her tight and she screamed again.

"Uuuugghhhh! Oh, God! It's too big… too big! It's tearing me apart inside! Oooohhhh… Goddamn you… stop him! Stop him! Oh please, somebody stop him…" The men all began to chuckle lasciviously while Walo went about his vengeful act as if she were begging for more, forcing his giant cock into the grotesquely stretched pink mouth of her young cunt, and Lynn felt certain there would be no respite for her as she watched the heavy shaft worm its way deeper and deeper into Jan's squirming, pain-racked cuntal passage.

Nor could Lynn understand her own unwanted arousal that the salacious performance was inciting in her loins and trembling belly. She could fell the involuntary dampness rising between her soft, pressing thighs as she squeezed them together, the act libidinously pressuring her pussy-lips and erect clitoris. God, she'd never been a profligate girl… at least, not knowingly! It had to be the pot! How else could she face up to the fact that she was actually deriving sensual pleasure from the brutal raping of this helpless young girl? Dear God, what had come over her…

Jan was no longer screaming, only grunting incessantly with the obvious pain filling her writhing young body and both Earl and Mark had freed her arms that she was holding feebly extended against Walo's powerful chest. Her eyes were closed tightly, her teeth sunk into the flesh of her lower lip as she tossed her head back and forth, her long dark hair flailing wildly. The huge prick had begun to move in and out of her at a continuous, lubricated pace, but Lynn could see that there were still inches of it left yet unabsorbed.

Dear God, she can never take it all! Never!

"Here," Rudy said, interrupting her almost hypnotic stare. "You need this, Baby."

Lynn looked at his smiling, bearded face, then saw the cigarette he was holding out to her. The sweet odiferous smoke reached her. She hesitated, and Virgin said: "Go ahead, Darling. It'll help. We hadn't planned that you'd be shocked like this on your first night with us. Take it… go ahead…"

Reluctantly, Lynn accepted the home-rolled cylinder, placing it between her lips and dragging deeply. The effect immediately registered in her brain and she thanked the bearded man with a smile. He winked at her and Lynn sensed a little sensation of excitement ripple through her. She squeezed her thighs together subconsciously, feeling further venereal trickles lick through her from the genital provocation. Virgin squeezed her hand warmly… They were beautiful people… that's what Earl had said… beautiful people… there should be more like the… Her brain swam delightfully… she focused her eyes once more on the salacious spectacle taking place in the center of the floor… Jan's agonized grunts and grimaces had eased into unceasing moans, her tongue licking lasciviously at her opened lips, her legs slightly raised as she ran her hands up and down Walo's massive arms that were posted on either side of her. More and more of his long heavy glistening prick was disappearing into her slightly undulating pussy, and now Annette was behind Walo on all fours with her face nearly buried beneath his buttocks and between his thighs. She was licking his sperm coated balls and spreading wide his buttock cheeks to draw her tiny pink tongue up over his tightly clenched anus. And Mark was moving behind her, naked now, his own rod jutting out like a bow-sprit as he pulled at the wisp of bikini bottoms covering her full, rounded hips and buttocks… God, it was developing into a full scale orgy!

Annie had slithered out of her flimsy bottoms and crawled up to lie spoon-fashion in front of Earl, pressing her delicious ass back against his throbbing prick inside his jeans. He reached over her, cupping one of her full, firm tits while he watched crazy Walo fucking Jan. The redhead was working her ass in little circles back against his swollen rod, the way she knew he liked it! Bitch! She was a hot cunt, all right; he'd fucked her so many times he'd lost count, but it was always the best when he had them both together… the pair of them. Shit, they were a wild team all right. Suck and fuck a man blind!

He watched over Annette's head… staring at Walo's fence-post cock expanding Jan's tight little hole… and it had been tight, he remembered. He grinned to himself. The poor rattle-headed bitch. She'd probably meant everything she'd said about the tooth problem, but when Walo got through with her she wouldn't know that she had a tooth in her head! She was a crazy fuck, not very good either… pretty though, and she produced… Suddenly, he felt Annette's hand reaching behind her, down at the front of his pants, opening them and searching for his prick. Automatically, he looked up at where Lynn sat.

Shit! She was smoking another joint! The bitch! She was a pot-head amongst other things! Damn her; she'd certainly gone to shit! And when he'd thought of her he'd pictured her sitting back there in their Bratham apartment watching TV… knitting; she'd liked that… or reading a book. The cunt! She'd been out fucking or hustling, and no one could tell him different! But thank God, it didn't make any difference to him. He had the sixty Gs now. That's all he'd wanted… Uunnggghhh… Annie had grasped his cock and was massaging it as only she could! Fucking Doll! Then, she was snuggling it up between her warm, full thighs, insinuating it between her fleshy cunt-lips into the velvety, moist flesh. He let his hand smooth down from her breast over her belly into the sparse, copper-colored hair of her cunt to find her clitoris. She jerked back against him and sighed as he began to manipulate it for her.

The Jan bitch was moaning passionately now. Walo had most of his cock buried in her. The poor, dumb sonofabitch. Once in a dingy hotel-room off the strip, the stupid bastard had explained how his grandmother used to suck him off! Earl didn't know whether to believe him or not, but the imbecile didn't have enough brains to make up lies. It was probably true… damn! Imagine, his own grandmother.