Roberta Vickers - Raped teenager

Wiggling her hips from side to side, all the time keeping his cock planted far up her cunt, she came.

The universe shattered around her. The gripping hands on her boobs helped push her over the brink of orgasm. The cock stirring her guts around helped. And the thought she was the one on top, she was the one who was leading him through the fucking, set her off.

As she drifted down from her climax, she found nothing much had changed. His lingers had found the tiny spires of her nipples. The little mushrooms were now hard pebbles begging for attention.

He gave it to them.

Forefinger and thumb rotated the nubbins around and around until she was sure he'd rip them off her boobs. He didn't. The next move was to crush them down into the marshmallow underpinning until she moaned in constant delight. The sensations filling her body were totally wanton. She'd never felt more sinful in her eighteen years.

"Like that, huh? So how about giving me a little fucking?" He arched his back and lifted her body entirely off the ground. Dropping suddenly left her with only the tip of his cock in her twat.

She got the idea.

"Okay, Big Ed. And I do mean big!"

She cork screwed herself down onto his shaft of pleasure. His cock was even larger round than she remembered it. It filled her and pulled her inner tissues in new and wonderfully different directions. He threatened to slice her apart all the way to the chin with his fleshy sword of hard cock.

It was time for her to give him a little of the enjoyment she was getting from him. Bouncing up and down wouldn't do it. That would build the friction of the fucking too fast. She wanted something else, something more erotic, something nice and easy to start which would blow the top of his head off when she finished.

She lowered her body around his cock. Their pubic hair wetly intertwined before she started to let it slip out of her cunt. But she wasn't letting his prick escape easily. With her stomach muscles, she clamped down as hard as she could.

He grunted. That was a sign she was doing exactly the right thing to pleasure him.

Each inch of his prick slipping out of her well-oiled insides was a struggle. She clutched at him with the velvety walls of her pussy as hard as she could. Her youthful muscles were well trained. She knew exactly how best to grip and hold his prick. The broad purple glans was hard-pressed to elude her soft folds.

When only the head of his cock remained inside her pussy lips, she just relaxed. Letting gravity do all the work, she took him hard and fast up her cunt.

It jolted both of them when their crotches wetly smashed together. She was prepared for it. Still it made her teeth click together. And the blast of carnal energy radiating from her cunt set off another orgasm. She whined and thrashed around the rigid spike inside her twat.

As the climax abated slightly, she rose up again, then repeated the fucking. Up and down she slid on his pole like a berserk fireman. She began fucking herself with all the wild passion pent up in her body. Refusing to let go of his cock, she gripped fiercely all the way up. Then she came hurtling down on his prick like a meteorite falling from outer space.

When their crotches met, she'd twist from side to side grinding them together – hard.

He could barely stand the pressure on his cock as she squirted it out of her twat. But the fucking as she came smashing down on his groin caused enough friction between the head of his cock and the walls of her twat to burn him to a charred nubbin.

The fuse was lit. Slowly, it burned back along the length of his cock. His entire length was ablaze like a forest fire. When it reached his balls, he groaned aloud. He was going to blow his wad so soon!

Reaching out, he squeezed down on her boobs. He could guide her in the motion he desired most by those convenient handles. Gripping her tits hard, he forced her up and down on his cock.

In and out it flew from her twat. And then he was blasting off. His cock erupted like a volcano spewing out lava. His white-hot cum gushed into her avidly awaiting cunt.

Like some vacuum cleaner, that twat sucked it all up and then pulled hard at his cock for more. He knew she was going to drag his guts out through the end of his cock!

Never had he experienced a cum like that one!

Sweating, panting, exhausted, he looked up at the girl and said, "You sure know how to pleasure a man."

"I save it for real men," she solemnly assured him.

She kept bouncing up and down until his cock became so limp it would no longer stay inside her.

She might have been satisfied with that. Most of the chicks in the motorcycle gang would have been. But Karen wanted to cement her position with Big Ed. She wanted to make sure he didn't even look at another chick without first thinking about her.

She said, "That cock, even when it's a limp worm, it's so yummy looking I could just eat it up!"

Dropping from her straddle position, she began licking across Big Ed's chest. The hairs tickled and turned her on as much as anything else she'd done. Working her way down, she stopped for a moment and kissed each of his nipples.

Green eyes looking up, she asked, "How come you got nipples? They're as useless as tits on a bull."

He shrugged saying, "They break up the blankness. How the hell should I know? Just keep that mouth working. And I don't mean talking. You know, like you were doing before the stupid questions started."

"Yes, lord and master."

She felt him puff up a little with pride when she said it. That made her fuck even better. The girl had him pegged.

And soon she had his cock in her mouth. It was limp but it was all gooey and covered with her cunt slime and his cum.

The combination was so tasty she didn't want to let his penis out of her mouth. She started licking, running her tongue all through the bush surrounding his balls and cock. From there, she began working on the now-depleted scrotum. The hairy little pouch containing his balls hung limp and drained of its cum.

As she sucked it into her mouth, her tongue started working all over its surface. When he moaned in joy, she began to really give his balls a tongue-lashing. She found she could push them around inside the fleshy sac without any trouble at all. Her oral ministrations slowly bloated the bag and she knew his jism supply was being replenished.

Not content with that, she started giving him a cat bath. All the way up the shriveled length of his once-proud cock, she licked and slurped up the juices of their spent passions.

Salty, musky, tangy, she savored all the flavors as if she were a wine connoisseur sampling the finest vintages. The thick white cream that had so recently spouted from the tip of his cock and creamed the inside of her cunt was now caking as it dried.

Her saliva moistened it and she was able to suck it off his cock. His hips hunched up a little when she really got into it.

"Love the way your mouth moves all over me," he said, his voice husky from sex.

"Just wait, Big Ed. Just wait," she cryptically promised.

She pulled the side of his cock into her mouth and began licking it with fervor. The taste stimulated her. Nostrils flaring, she began really eating the limp organ.

It wasn't a cock. A cock was long and hard and a real fucking tool. This was a sleeping snake, a dead worm, nothing as it lay there. But she knew she could bring it back to life. She could make it rise up and proudly pulse with virility again.

Her mouth would see to that.

She worked all along the underside of his prick until his cock was completely cleansed. She didn't miss a single speck of the gourmet sampling of cunt juice and dried cum.

"What are you doing?" he demanded. "I'm not going to get it up again so soon."

"What you want to bet? Another fucking?"