Richard Mountbatten - Spell of the Beast

"Please… Buzz? Just… love me… now!"

"Beg me for it, I said! God damn you, beg me to fuck you! Say it!"

"Oh, Buzz… haven't you done enough to me… already?" she groaned. "I w-want you t-to do it to me… please…?"

"Beg! Bitch! Beg! I've got to hear you beg me to fuck you!" he roared.

The shame of it pounded in her ears. She had to say the vile words! She had to have his pounding cock… now! Now!

"Yesss! Oh, God, yes…! I-I need it… so bad! Fuck me! Fuck me… Buzz! Please… fuck me?" she strangled through her tightly clenched teeth, turning her face away from him as she felt the reddening flush of her ultimate shame on her tear-wet cheeks.

Dear God! There's nothing left! Nothing! He's stripped me of everything I've ever held dear to me… my pride… morals… even my faith! I can't believe tats has happened to me! All there is… in the world… for me… is this time… this wonderful cock… in my cunt! There's nothing else!

"Where… baby? Where?" Buzz chanted above her.

"In my count… Buzz! In my fucking cunt!" she responded.

"How?"

"Hard! Deep…! And fuck me… good!"

"God, Joan! I'll fuck you… so you can't walk straight!"

"Yes! Buzz! That's what I want…! I want you to use that big cock in my cunt… to fuck me half to death! Come on! Fuck me… now! Hard and deep… and don't stop!"

Buzz began rocking above her, using short, smooth strokes in and out of her moist, expanding vagina; her body reacted of its own volition, her determined fight against the lewd sensations of sexual desire that rampaged through her were now vanished. She did not fight against herself any longer, the obscene pleasure of wanton, unbridled sex looming before her forced all reason from her mind. Now, there was only surrender to the sensate flesh!

Giving herself up to the surging power of the sensations in her loins, chills of mounting excitement began to build in her, as the easy tempo of Buzz' cock began to thrust longer and deeper into her moistly throbbing pussy, the spiraling ecstasy of total commitment easing her conscience, as consciously, now, she responded with countering thrusts of her own.

As he slowly increased his speed and the depth of his penetration, Joan felt her whole nakedness responding to him, and she writhed undulantly beneath him with ever-increasing vigor, the piston of his cock in her working ever more smoothly in her moistly viscous cuntal passage. His mouth sought hers, found it and her tongue shot upward into his mouth, between his teeth, to be sucked, her moans of pleasure emitting unceasingly from her throat in sex-crazed acceptance of whatever lewd, obscene desire he wanted of her. Now, she began to move her tongue in and out of his mouth in imitation of the genitals below, and he ovaled his lips to accept her thrusting, demanding lingual member even more sensuously. Already, he sensed the wanton abandon rising higher and higher in her…

Joan began to grind her crotch up at him, in tempo with his smooth, stroking beat, her lovely face contorted with a passion she never knew existed until this point in time, her mouth working on his lips around her plunging tongue while she began to pant, her nostrils flaring in abject surrender to the rapture being generated in her slaving loins.

He could see her straining neck muscles, the contortion of her lovely passion-flushed face, the thin film of perspiration forming on her forehead and the tangled blonde hair, its wild disarray caused by her flailing head only moments before; from deep in her throat, there came a low, gurgling mewl of wild abandon, vibrating against his lips as she kissed him with fervor and new-found elan. Buzz was thinking as he drubbed in and out of her now responsive cuntal passage.

God! She can really fuck… like a mink! I'll bet any odds Jim Wright's never had it like this… with her! He'll have to thank me… for thawing her out for him! Damn! What a luscious piece… a hot, tight cunt… round, full ass… beautiful, big breasts… and blonde all over! Christ! What a gorgeous cunt…! And, the way she's using it…! The sensations in may cock are about to drive me out of my skull!

Sliding his hands down her flanks, he worked them beneath the soft, satiny protuberances of her flexing and hollowing buttocks working under him, clutching at them, kneading and massaging, his hands clenching and unclenching as he alternately caressed and punished the soft, warmly resilient flesh.

She groaned, loudly, her breath caught in her throat as his big hands hauled her pelvis tighter up against his grinding loins, and he felt her pulling her hips back farther, only to thrust them back again, her vibrant cunt crawling up his driving cock in opposition to his every forward thrust; then she began to draw her thighs back toward her chest, flattening her breasts as she presented him the moist, flowering portal of her cunt for his deepest penetrating thrusts, absorbing all of his great length and breadth of rock-hard cock to ever greater depths.

Joan's head rolled with delighted, unmatched, never-before-experienced ecstasy, the last twinges of her former pain were gone, replaced by erotic sensations, her passion-filled body joyous in her new-found emotions, her legs on either side of his thick, impaling cock quivering and twitching, spasmodically, in wild profligacy as her tongue continued to slither wetly in and out of his mouth in semblance of oral fucking while deep moans of rapture gurgled forth from her throat, unceasingly. God! Never… never in her life had she known anything to equal this! Nothing had ever prepared her for this; from the sucking and licking of her cunt to this very moment with Buzz' monstrous cock plunging up into her, flicking past her cervix to the back wall of her vaginal vault, filling her belly with this wonderfully warm hardness that felt like it had belonged there… forever.

She found that when she tensed her thighs, straining to tighten the muscles of her loins, her neck and back muscles straining with the effort and writhing her crotch up tight against him that the intensity of her bliss was doubled… almost unbearable. Oh, dear Lord… she had never in her wildest dreams believed that such delicious sensations could come from lying beneath a man, her legs spread, and being fucked out of her mind by him… and against her will… committing adultery… and willing and wanting to give back to her ravisher as much and more as he was giving her. She was immersed in a beautiful sea of sensations.

Don't let it ever end… God! Let it go on forever!

Buzz had begun to pound into her with unmerciful force, his strokes becoming longer and faster, withdrawing his engorged cock almost completely clear of the tight, moist sheath of her cunt that clasped him, hungrily, only the knob of his long, lust-hardened rod remaining in her at the top of his stroke; then he plunged it into her upraised crotch until his bloated balls slapped hard against the tiny, hairless mouth of her desperately clenching anus. His throbbing testicles ached as did his slaving cock with the mounting pressure of his need. It was building to almost intolerable levels of sweet sensation and his head swam, dizzily, with his ever increasing lust.

His hand slid down over the smooth whiteness of her lewdly gyrating buttocks flexing and hollowing under him, his finger searching for the tiny nether ring of her back passage nestled unprotected there between the cheeks of her working ass. He felt the sudden gasp of delighted surprise in her as he fingered its crinkled yet soft, warm flexing movements as her pelvis thrust up passionately to absorb him to the fullest. A few drops of warm, viscous fluid ran down from her slaving cunt moistening the tiny clenched portal, and he teased it with his finger, running in circles around it, then drawing the tip across the tight, puckered opening, tauntingly, as she quaked and shivered with both fear and anticipation.