Robert Vickers - Fit to be tied

And then she understood. He was challenging her to the most erotic wrestling match ever. He was going to try and fuck her repeatedly until he came. And it was his bet that he could it in a minimum of twelve positions before she beat him out – and off.

The girl wanted that cock as badly as she'd ever wanted anything in her whole life. The brief taste of his prick had heightened her senses, had made her even hornier than she'd been. This was going to be one hell of a match, she'd see to that!

He ripped her skirt off as she spun away from him. With only her pantyhose and blouse on, she circled him. A quick move, faster than she'd have believed possible from a man this large, and he was under her legs again. He picked her up and dumped her back to the mat.

Her pantyhose went this time. And she watched as his cock came surging up to meet her pussy lips. At the last possible instant, she twisted in his oily grip and escaped. But she didn't go far.

Behind him, she circled his waist and found his prick. Her hands were well oiled from stroking over his body. And she began giving him a hand job. If she could get him hot enough, the next time he actually managed to fuck her would be disaster for him.

And sheer heaven for her.

"No you don't, you little bitch!" he said, and moving faster than ever, managed to get behind her.

His hands ripped off her blouse. She was totally naked like he was. And his cock was probing upward from behind into her cunt. His strong hands lifted her up into the air and deposited her directly over his prick.

The sudden entry up her now juicy quim took her breath away. She thought she was going to be pulled apart by that massive cock, but she hadn't expected anything this painful. He stretched her in all the usual directions but inches more than a normal man's cock.

It was like when she was a virgin and the high school stud was fucking her for the very first time.

She cried out in pain, then felt those strong hands on her waist guiding her up and down. The pain was washed away with the sudden pleasure gushing into her. The cock was pulling her apart, true. But there was the bonus of having a huge cock twitching and bucking erotically inside her cunt.

The girl managed to relax a little and allow the pleasure to completely fill her body. She set her hips to working frantically at that cock. She didn't want it to go away. The only purpose in her life then was fucking herself on that upright spike of manhood.

Those slippery hands cast her aside before she could fuck herself more than three or four times. The man was panting heavily. She turned around to face him. He was still on his back, looking up at her.

"You got a damn tight cunt, girl. Tightest I ever fucked. Most of them around here have floppy, loose cunts. Too many cocks drilled into them. But not you. I'm gonna enjoy fucking you twenty or thirty times!"

"So many?" she asked.

"Many more. I'm gonna enjoy you a hell of a lot!"

She rolled away from him and then found the bottle of oil he used. A tiny squirt into the palm of her hand was all she needed to liberally oil her own body. The man idly watched as she rubbed the oil into her tits, starting at the base and then slowly stroking toward the cherry red nipple. As she smoothed the oil over her belly, she got the first indication that the man even saw her.

His cock looked as if it wanted to turn cartwheels. She was arousing him with her little act.

She smiled, then licked her lips. The pink tip of her tongue made a slow trip around her ruby lips, then vanished back into her mouth. The message she gave him was unmistakable.

She wanted him. Worse than anything else in the whole Goddamned world, she wanted him. And would get him soon.

"Come here, girl. My cock's waiting for you!"

"In a second. When I'm finished." She allowed the oil to slowly flow over the curve of her ass. Not wanting to rub it in yet, she let it slowly coat her satiny flesh turning it into slippery mounds of assflesh.

"NOW!" he bellowed as he lunged for her. He managed to slide across the mats and actually grab her leg. But the oil was working for her now. She was able to slip away.

As fast as a flash, she was straddling his back. Her fingers slid around his body and to his cock. She stroked up and down his cock several times before he was able to toss her off.

Then it was her turn to be pinned down by his weight. He jammed himself between her legs and stuffed his cock back into her cunt. He began fucking her in the missionary position.

Her legs wrapped around his waist as she tried to pull him into her. She knew he'd rip her apart all the way to the chin if he ever drove that twelve inch spike of cock all the way up her cunt, but all she could think of was "What a way to go!"

"This is three," he moaned as his hips shot forward.

She sobbed deep in her throat. The man's cock was almost more than she could take. It was tearing her apart but in a good way. This was sweet torture, what every girl wants and so few ever got.

She had the biggest, most virile cock driving into her twat. The friction between the walls of her cunt and the tender flesh of his prick mounted as he fucked. Faster and faster, he drove into her.

The banked fires of her lust suddenly flared into raging fires. Her entire body was more alive than it ever had been before. She needed his length driving into her cunt. This was living. This was the way it should be.

Her hips twisted and drove down to enhance the effects of his fucking. She had to have more of that mighty cock fucking her!

"More, oh, Christ, mooore! Give it to me harrrrrd!"

His hips slammed the cock into her like a battering ram of flesh. He probed the deepest recesses of her softly hung cunt. The folds of her pussy were spread out smooth and straight as he fucked harder and harder into her.

Then he was gone. He simply slithered up her body and was gone.

"Damn you, damn you to hell!" she groaned. Then she remembered this was a game to the man. He wanted to fuck her in more ways than she was accustomed to. And he "scored" points if he did.

She wanted nothing more than his prick to explode in lust inside her twat. That was the point of the game for her.

He upended her again. This time he engulfed her legs and pulled them up and off the floor. With her calves pressing firmly into his chest, he entered her snatch.

She wiggled like a fish on a line, but knew it wouldn't do any good. She would have to try and get him off using her own special set of muscles – muscles he didn't even possess.

As his cock fucked hard into her, she squeezed down with her pussy walls. The squishy noise told her how juicy she was, how well-greased his cock had become.

But he yelped as if he'd been burned. She realized what he must be feeling. The way her cunt walls had collapsed, it would have been like getting trapped in a mine shaft. She used her stomach muscles to massage and stroke the man's entire buried length.

When she started over on him, he knew he'd been in a real woman's cunt. Not any young girl's but a real woman's twat.

"You're pulling it outta me!" he complained. "Not yet! This is only number four!"

Her hips turned and corkscrewed around as he moved within her. She could feel his massive cock, trace the outlines of it with her delicate pussy walls. The broad head was growing larger. It didn't seem possible. Yet it was happening. That could only mean she was getting to him. His cock was expanding with excited blood just before it ruptured and spewed out his cum.

But she didn't stop. She had to get him so hot he couldn't stop, not even if he wanted to for the sake of the game. Her well-oiled buttocks pressed hard into his belly. She locked her ankles behind his neck and reached out to grip his knees.