Robert Vickers - Fit to be tied

She looked down between her naked tits and saw his cock moving ever closer to the doors of her twat. The feelings mounting inside her threatened to drive her mad with lust. She wanted him, it was wrong, but she wanted him!

"Please, ohhhh, please! Fuck me! I want your cock deep in me where I can feel it!"

The broad tip pressed gently into her sex lips. She could feel the inner pussy lips cringe at the touch of maleness. It sent electric sparks volting all through her. She wanted his cock in her!

As he leaned forward, he hugged her leg closer to his chest and shoved his hips toward her crotch. His cock split the turgid pussy lips and began to move deeper up her cunt. The intrusion into her quim was enough to make her come.

"I… I… aaaaieeee!"

"So, my little girl likes the feel of my prick! You'll get more, much more, before I finish!"

He twisted her leg around so that he could kiss it and still remain buried an inch up her twat. The wetness, the softness, the delicate fluttery feel of his lips on her skin was tantalizing. But she was ignoring that now that she had his cock inside her.

Tensing muscles in her belly, she tried to squeeze down on the prick and hold it firmly within her. It squirted out.

"Please, deeper! I want your cock in me all the way!"

"I wouldn't want to hurt you, little girl. When I pop your cherry, it'll hurt. Do you want the pain?"

"For your cock, yes, YES! Anything, as long as you fuck me!"

"Such language in one so young," he said as if disapproving. But he wasn't. The sight of her gaping cunt thrilled him. And hearing such wanton words coming from such innocent lips made him thrust into her.

His cock vanished all the way up her cunt. He was suddenly buried balls deep in the hottest, tightest pussy he had ever found. This was better than his wet dreams. He was fucking a little girl. He was driving himself into her over and over again.

And she loved it!

She wanted him. She wanted him worse than she'd wanted any man before in her life. With his cock all the way up her cunt, she was able to use her well-trained stomach muscles. She clamped down hard on him.

She gasped in unison with him, but for different reasons. She knew his cock must feel as if it were being crushed flat by her powerful cunt muscles. She loved the sensations ripping through her fragile body. The warm, throbbingly virile cock told her how much he needed her.

And she could feel his lust every time his heart beat. His prick danced around inside her hot tunnel of flesh until she felt as if she had a red hot poker thrust into her guts. It stirred around, moving back and forth just a little. Then he was pulling out and leaving behind a void.

The girl hated that hollow feeling. She wouldn't allow him to pull that lovely spike of all-male flesh from her cunt. The man's prick was necessary to keep her happy. Without it, she was nothing. With it, she was a woman. Total woman.

"Don't!" she begged. "Leave it in! I can stand it if you can!"

"You'll get even more pleasure from my cock in a moment, little one. Just relax and enjoy the fucking."

She felt only his purpled arrowhead separating her pussy lips. Then he was surging all the way up her tight sheath of fuming hot flesh again. He was stretching her cunt in new and delightfully wonderful directions.

The girl almost passed out from the joy of being filled with his powerful cock again. Then she let her body respond to the huge plug of hot manhood in her twat. She began to twist and move. This turned the cock in her cunt and stirred forgotten emotions. She was panting with the strain, the pleasure, as she began to really enjoy his prick.

"Let me really fuck you," he said. "Let me get into position so I can give you the most powerful strokes possible."

"Ummm, yes," she said dreamily. "Anything as long as you don't deprive me of this!"

She tightened her already tight cunt around his buried length. The man groaned softly as he felt the constriction on his cock. Tingles of carnal delight surged into his balls, tightening them into a hard little sphere.

Already his jism was beginning to churn and boil. With his balls tumbling wildly, he knew he wouldn't be able to hold back his cum much longer. Damn, but this girl was a hot one! She was about the foxiest bitch he'd ever seen!

And she was all his! His and begging for more of his cock!

"Brace yourself. Here it comes!"

He smashed into her like a runaway freight train. Their crotches ground together with a wet, squishy sound. The heat and pressure on his cock from her juicy twat was more than he could stand.

He pulled out right away.

"Don't, please, don't leave me. I want you sooooooo!"

And this time, her breath was taken when he drove his steely hard prick into her softly yielding cunt. The folds of her pussy expanded and took his full length. And the friction of his entry burned and excited the velvety walls more than the girl was able to stand.

She came.

Her entire body was filled with the most heavenly of feelings. It was a gentle wind at first. Then the pressures inside mounted. She felt the sexual tensions crackle and leap about inside her. Then the hard fist of orgasm smashed into her.

She writhed and twitched and wiggled with the man's huge prick still inside her cunt. The hard rod of cock felt like a stirring rod churning in her guts.

She was covered with sweat but she still urged him on. The way her body sang a song of sheer delight, she knew she had to have more of his long cock. Without it, she might well go mad.

She didn't have to say a word to the man. He was feeling the same tensions in his own body. His balls threatened to explode from the inner pressure at any moment. His scrotum felt like a runaway boiler without a safety valve – or rather, with only one safety valve.

The tiny pin-prick hole at the end of his cock was the only place where he could release the fiery surf of his cum.

As he fucked hard and deep into the willing girl's twat, he felt the friction melting away his self-control. Her cunt walls conspired to rip his jism from his balls and the heat boiling from her guts was too much for him to tolerate for long.

He creamed wildly, spurt after spurt blasting into the girl's eagerly awaiting cunt. He arched his back and screamed out his joy. The physical release of his lead-heavy cum was super. And the feeling of being totally surrounded by the sheath of hot, yielding female flesh was even better than the man expected.

The girl felt the torrents of hot jizz whitewashing her cunt walls. She shivered as the geyser of spunk continued. Finally, the sensation was too intense for her to bear any longer.

For a final time, she came.

As the iron fist of orgasm released her, she collapsed weakly back onto the floor. Her body was exhausted.

Laurine managed to sit up and wipe some of the sweat off her forehead. She looked around and finally found her clothes – her real clothes.

"Can I get dressed now?" she asked the director of Love, Inc.

The man who'd been wearing the priest's collar nodded, smiling from ear to ear.

"You bet," he said. "That was a very fulfilling session." He watched in frank admiration as the nineteen-year-old girl slowly dressed. The man knew she was posing for him. Each move she made was calculated to give a little extra twinge to his depleted cock.

Seeing the smooth lines of her naked body was enough but she was adding a little icing to the cake. Wiggling her ass as she slipped into her too-tight jeans caused the man's cock to jerk a little. As she worked her arms into her blouse, she thrust out her chest.

This time, his cock did jump around. It was coming back to life and after only a few minutes!

She smiled as she buttoned only the bottom three buttons on her blouse. Let him have a good look at her tits. She was proud of them. And she'd never consider housing them in the prison of a bra.