Perry Verihard - Lustin And Teasin

"Please!" she cried. "Please answer me!"

August now lifted the gown high enough to view his favorite part of the feminine anatomy, the backside. And Darlene had a rump like two ripe cantaloupes sitting in the sun. They were perfectly formed ovals of gentle, velvety flesh which held up in a proud, jaunty curve. The mysterious, inviting crevice between the two white pillows was a clean valley of pinkish flesh leading to shadowed delights.

The doctor ignored her moaning cries as he pushed the gown upward from under her hips. She twisted and tried to bolt back at him but it only served to drive the bareness of her fanny against the erecting hardness of his cock. She must have recognized the touch of masculine muscle because she fell flat to her belly. But August had moved quickly, the gown was now gathered about her curving neck.

"My God! Who are you? Please tell me! What are you going to do to me?" she screeched hysterically. His answer was to run his hands softly down the sloping curvature from neck to backside. Darlene froze with fear, she gulped and swallowed her words. The touch of the man's hands conveyed all the message necessary. She was helpless, pinned down and nude. Obviously, he was nude too. She was going to be raped.

"Please don't… " she weakly implored.

The two hands rested on her buns and softly squeezed into the firm skin. At least he's being gentle that's something to be thankful for, she told herself.

Then one finger slid down into the crack of her ass and burrowed deep. She squirmed, tried to wriggle away, but it was useless-the finger could go wherever it wanted. It dipped deep down between her legs and touched into the tender lips of her exposed cunt.

She grimaced, tried to keep from reacting, held her breath. But soon the finger was joined by more and they expertly massaged back and forth against her vulva, touched fire into the growing knot of her clitoris.

"Please don't… " she moaned as the first traces of wetness started to glisten on the reddened lips of her twat.

The moistness gave August cause to increase his rubbing slightly. He wanted to take his time, work her up quite thoroughly for this, her introductory session. He gazed at the supple, thin lines of her body. For a woman with two children she was in prime condition, she had a body to be proud of, the body of a woman several years younger.

His cock was now lifting up to full erection. It was a long, thick shaft of proportions to be very proud of too. The doctor knew the large size of his cock was the basic key to the therapy, a necessity for identification by the female. It was a cock none of them ever forgot.

His fingers and palms were now drenched with the greased juice flowing from Darlene's pussy. She was moaning softly, not attempting to get away, obviously she ascertained it was hopeless to fight and the thing to do now was relax and enjoy it. August made sure the middle finger of his right hand was totally soaked with her liquids before sliding it from the heated walls of the draining cunt.

Slowly, deliberately, he moved the fingertip up the channel of her ass until touching the pink opening of her anus. It was a fresh-looking pucker of a rosebud nestled between the comfortable ass-cheeks. He pushed his fingertip down on the tensed muscle and gave her cause to squirm.

"No! No! Don't!" she cried with panic.

August inched his finger inside the resistant clamp of her asshole until it was deeply imbedded. Darlene's twists and cries only excited him more, her jerking rump arched up and he was able to insert the finger so far inside that she gave up with a crying moan.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she begged.

But August paid no attention. He was now taking the slickness of her twat and rubbing it along the giant length of his ready and anxious cock. His imbedded finger kept twisting in an exploratory, circular motion. The humid odors of Darlene's aroused openings and oozing juices filled his nostrils. He gave his cock one last coating of the abundant crotch-honey until it shone like a well-licked peppermint stick.

As August nudged his knees further up between her legs and pushed at her thighs Darlene made one last fighting protest. She whipped her head and tried to tear herself from the bondage. All she accomplished was striking him across the face with the thick healthiness of her hair.

He let her battle furiously and patiently waited until her defiance was nothing more than frustrated sobs. "Noooo… I beg you to leave me alone… Please! Please tell me who you are and why you're doing this to me!"

The doctor lay forward and guided his blood-filled spike between her smooth legs. When she felt the touch of the giant pecker Darlene gasped, fell completely still, silently cried with fear. He nudged the broad cock tip upward until it pressed against the slick looseness of her dripping pussy lips.

He paused. August knew it would be a stretching, tight fit. It always was… and that was an important part of the therapy. With agile, deft movements he used the head of his cock to work each of her pussy lips to the side until they served as the entrance funnel for his pushing pecker.

Darlene was finally realizing the size of the rod she was expected to swallow inside her. "Oh! No! Please! It's too big! I can't!"

In answer August made his first soft jab into the delicate tissues of her insides. He could feel the tautness of her opening stretch and cling around the cock-head as he worked inward a fraction of an inch at a time.

"Uuuuuugh!" she groaned as the cock-head finally passed through the opening and expanded the deep channel of her vagina.

He kept his finger working inside her anus while digging his cock deeper and deeper at a slaw, steady pace. His whole muscular rod was clamped by the tensed walls of her cunt, it felt as if it was in the grip of a drowning man. But her juices, her healthy resiliency, the amazing elasticity of flesh all cooperated to open the way for the mammoth intruder.

"It hurts! Uh! Uh! Please…!"

Her moans were losing their biting edge. The pain he was inflicting into her hole was ebbing, the full feeling of her stuffed cunt was beginning to take on a completely different view to her senses. After only half his cock was inside the choking box he gave it a firmer, more powerful thrust and found the going much easier.

"Ohhhhhhh! Ugggghhhh!"

He could tell her cries were only remnants of what used to be pain and was now a growing pleasure. The flowing wetness was so great that he could feel it dribbling down onto his balls, matting into his curly pubic hair. Her anus was loose, accepting the Violation of his finger with happy relaxation.

Darlene blinked away her tears and stared with blank eyes out onto the pure white expanse before her face. She couldn't see back, she had no idea who this was forcing himself inside her. When she heard Ken's voice she was sure it was he, but now that the tremendous cock was stretching her guts like a baseball bat she knew it couldn't be.

It was the most enormous cock she had ever felt. Giant, colossal, a painfully large organ for her cunt to handle. When he first pushed into her she thought she was going to split wide open, fall apart into two thrashing pieces. But the man was at least gentle, he didn't ram into her like some crazed animal. Now the intensity of the pinching pain had eased, at least he was inside and she was still undamaged.

But the finger was driving her mad. She didn't like his twisting probe inside her asshole at all. It was wrong, a crass violation, an attempt by this man to humiliate her. Most of all she prayed it wasn't a preparation for something to come, a priming of her anus for the entrance of that large cock.

August took short, casual strokes inside her twat. Bach time she made a small squeal, a slight remembrance of the pain of his entry. But he could see she was responding rapidly, the tenseness of her anus was gone, the tightness in her thighs had eased. Soon she would be lifting up to his stabbing cock, begging for him to pound deep and true to full depth, crying for his battering ram.