Jean Sifton - Underground model

Patricia felt her thighs being pressed gently open and she made no move of resistance as he hunched down between them. She groaned, the exquisite feeling of air rushing over the rising bud of her exposed clitoris, and rippling up to her throbbing tits, drowning out any feeling of control or hesitation from her burning body. She was now a complete and willing slave to her newfound lover's manipulations, and she let the straining muscles of her thighs slowly relax while she anxiously waited for his next move.

Mark's tongue flicked forward, the tip of it teasing moistly against the tiny bud of her clitoris, causing it to throb into erection with burning pain.

Patricia wrenched forward from the electricity of its contact. "Aaaaaah, mmmmmm," she moaned, "do it more… oooooh, it's so goooood!" She sucked in her breath with another gasp as she felt his fingers spreading the soft hair-covered lips of her vagina wide apart, with the coolness of the ocean breeze touching against her there.

Again he drove his hard, pointed tongue deep within the confines of her wide open cunt, this time mercilessly spearing it in and out of her with the rapidity of a fast-moving drill. Patricia responded immediately to the tortuous fucking of his tongue, grabbing at the tangles of his wet hair and pulling his mouth deeper into the crevice of her hot aching loins. His tongue was now circling around maddeningly inside of her, the tip flicking against the wet sensitive walls of her pussy, causing her hips to buck and writhe uncontrollably. She began to murmur words of love to him without thought of their meaning, gently coaxing his manipulations to continue, she never wanted the delicious feeling to end. Her breasts heaved out against her chest, and her legs splayed out wide as she jack-knifed her knees upwards to open her cunt as wide as she could to his probing tongue.

"Ooooooh… don't ever stop… don't stop," she chanted through her lust-dazed passions, unaware of her begging, pleading groans, only feeling the multitude of sensations that were making her his slave.

Now that her luscious cunt was poised fully exposed to his view with the afternoon sun glinting down on it and picking up the crystals of moistness that decorated it like a thousand tiny gems, Mark could wait no longer. He lunged his hips forward, sending his cock within the confines of her gaping channel, tight and resisting in her unexplored passage. Her body stiffened, the tightness of her virgin hole reminding her that she was going to suffer while gaining the rewards of her first sexual encounter. But now she didn't care about the pain and discomfort, in a way, her suffering added to the indescribable pleasure of release that was now flooding through the gates of her wide open loins, paying tribute to the freedom of expression that she had so desperately sought all of her life.

She felt his hardened cock push gently into her, reaching the midpoint of her craving hole, then hesitating as if fearing to proceed to the depths of her womb. Patricia sensed his indecision and gripped at his shoulders tightly, forcing him to meet her eyes.

"Do it now!" she commanded, staring desperately up into his eyes. "I'm ready, Mark… Now! Fuck me! Fuck me, darling!"

Upon hearing her provocative words, Mark exhaled a stifled roar of lust and eased his prick slightly out of her cunt, giving him greater access, then thrust it with all his might, all his strength inwards! He no longer thought of holding back or the tenderness of the moment, and let his rampaging cock take full control of his body, plunging in and out of her firm, moist hole with a driving lust. He fucked into her with a savage, unrelenting power that he had never used before, even with the lowest of whores… and her pain-filled cries continued to drive him on, his pounding and surging body surpassing the roar of the waves around them.

Patricia's head snapped forward as the rest of her body collapsed under the pressure of his pounding loins, her open mouth devouring and gorging at Mark's shoulders, burying her scream of intense pain by sinking her sharp teeth cruelly into his muscular flesh. A hot, gushing pain streaked from her ragged, lust-torn cunt and up through the rest of her trembling body. Her lover had suddenly turned into a cruel torturer, ramming a white-hot iron between the lips of her wet, viscous opening with unceasing repetition. But then, gradually as her inner muscles expanded and became accustomed to the burrowing rod, it slowly began to please her as the thought passed through her mind that she was actually able to contain so massive a weapon… so huge and muscular a prick!

Then, as if by magic, the intense pain gave way completely to a new and stimulating sensation, new and deep inside her… a sensation that she never before had known or could now believe was real. With each new in-thrust of his rock-hard instrument, now lessening in its fury… titillating sparks of fire burst from the passages of her vaginal walls, electrifying her whole being from the depths of her womb to the tips of her erect nipples. For a moment she dreamed that she had surpassed the confines of life and was now floating in the limbo of an unknown heaven… she had never realized that such joy could be felt, and silently prayed that the delicious fucking she was being subjected to would never end. With the slow ebbing away of pain, Patricia began to adapt herself to Mark's rhythmic fucking of her body, moving her hips and loins in time with his movements and allowing her mind to savor every moment of the intimate act.

Mark looked down, thrilling at the sight of the small, warm trickle of blood running down her thighs, and he knew then for sure that his powerful cock was initiating the girl onto the long path of womanhood that she was about to embark upon. Now he was ready to bring her to the crest of her passions, peaking all emotions and feelings that she might have known before him. With his cock firmly imbedded in her, he fumbled his hands beneath her buttocks and lifted them off the sand. He settled his fingers snugly around the wet cheeks and drove his prick more securely than ever into Patricia's slightly bleeding cunt. His hips rotated in slow, circular motions as his cock dug into the hot slippery depths, and Patricia responded by grinding her own hips in imitation, clenching and unclenching her buttocks, feeling his hands pinching roughly into the soft flesh of her bottom, bruising the skin and then probing cautiously around the puckered ring of her anus.

"Oooooh," she moaned and chanted as he felt the full expanse of her insides flowering open to receive his rod deep in her womb. "Yes… Yessss…" she murmured as her body followed him, moving in wild abandoned jerks beneath him.

Suddenly she felt a throb deep inside as the thickness of his cock flexed in frozen rigidity, and he drove his middle finger past the tight muscular ring of her tiny anus.

"Auuuuugggghhhh!" she groaned, her face contorted in the half-smile of erotic pain.

"Do… do you want me to stop?" he panted, not moving his finger from the tight hole, and slowly rotating it around and around until the firm muscle gradually adjusted to the lewd intrusion.

"Oooooh," she gasped, shaking her head from side to side, not wanting anything at all to stop.

He continued to move his finger around inside, stretching the rubbery softness wider and wider, while at the same time his lengthened shaft began a new firm in and out stroking, driving her into a greater frenzy of lust.

A deep moaning sound from deep within her lungs burst forth, slowly dying into soft whimpers of pain for a moment and then building up into greater moans of pleasure as her anus slowly became more accustomed to the impalement. He slid his other hand slowly up from the soft moons of her ass to where his cock was sliding smoothly in and out of her pussy and could feel the soft hair-lined folds clasped tightly to his plunging cock, pulling and giving with each long, hard thrust into her.