John Kellerman - Tied up virgins

"It's time for you to learn something, Jody," he said. "I want to be gentle, but you must learn."

"Learn what…"

She was sitting there on the bed, Mark's cock so close to her face. She had to look at it now. The pulsing veins along the shaft. The dark, dusky hue of the tip. His cock seemed so long. The longest one she'd ever seen. But she hadn't seen many. She felt so inexperienced, so dumb…

"Does it look ugly to you?"

"No… I g-g-guess not. It's just that I haven't seen very many…" She blushed and dropped her eyes. Her cunt pulsed steadily, hot with blood, seeping her slippery butter down onto the bed where she sat. And it hit her then… the whole awful reality of the situation. A rich senator in the woods for a little recreation. Jeb bringing her over… some local pussy far the important visitor. All paid for, all taken care of. She felt sick and ugly.

"Wait…" Mark called, but Jody was already halfway to the door. She would've made it outside, but the excitement had slowed her reflexes, weakened her. Mark pressed her against the closed door, his cock against the cheek of her ass. It felt so hot!

"You won't get away that easy… not after exciting me like this."

"I didn't excite you!"

"But you did!" Mark pushed one of her arms up her back. He pushed it until the pain made her jerk. Then he guided her back to the bed. She was squirming and trying to get away. His fingers raked under her mound, clawed it open. He bent her over the edge of the bed and she felt the sudden thickness of his cockhead forcing her dainty tissues apart.

"God… Ohhhhh God!" Mark made a sharp movement and she felt her hole stretched, felt the curve of the barb slip inside her heated body with a slurp. She threw her ass around wildly as if trying to disgorge the invader. But her taut-muscled pussy was squeezing down on the flared head now, keeping it locked inside her softness.

"Huuuuu… God… shit… Nooooo."

"Oh yes Jody, yes! I need this, don't you see? You little fool. You're so lovely, you can't understand how much I want you!" Mark suddenly rammed his cock deep. Jody threw back her head and screamed but he thrust harder and she flopped forward, her face smothered in the covers. It was like a dog… he was fucking her like a dog would. From behind. Bent over that damned bed, his chest on her back, her ass rubbing his belly. And still he kept her arm sharply bent. It hurt, but it didn't hurt enough for her to forget about what was happening between her hot lips. That hard cockshaft was sliding gently back and forth now. After savagely ramming her, Mark was fucking like the most tender man in the world. And the easy, slow friction brought babbling gasps from Jody's throat.

"Whuuuuuuu… Ohhhhhhmmmmmm!"

"I knew you'd be deep and hot and tight," he said at her neck. "You were born to fuck, you little angel. You should've realized that by now. How old are you?"

"Eighteen… ohhhh it's splitting me apart!"

"Yes, of course it is. That's what's supposed to happen." He fucked in hard and the juices smacked around the edges of her bole. Mark caught her other hand and bent it up behind her back too. She didn't understand why, but the tension, the feeling of being forced made her trill. She tried to hate the man who speared and rammed his cock into her young body. But she couldn't hate him.

"Mark… Ohhhh Mark… it feels like I'm on fire or something. Like bees are biting me all over!" He laughed at her words and sunk his teeth into the nape of her neck. Jody flopped in surrender, that thick, hot cock plunging now. Plunging deep into her velvet insides… And at the same time he fucked her, Mark ran his hands over her back and sides and then under her belly. He palmed her hot, heavy tits, fingering the nipples until another flood of sensations had her sighing. He'd let go her arms and she was moving them under her body. It wasn't like she was thinking consciously about touching herself where that stiff cock had speared her – but that's what she did.

Jody felt dizzy when her fingers traced the place where her mound had been peeled open, the plump tissues where Mark's prick slide in and out so easily. She could feel the long bulge along the bottom of his shaft. That was where the cream came out when a man made babies in a girl's belly. She felt him fuck deep and when he did, his balls bumped her knuckles. They were loose in the sac and slippery. Mark made a funny noise in his throat when she touched one. She touched again, cradled it in her fingers.

"Jody… pretty girl…"

"Ohhh, you won't make cum inside me, will you?" she whined.

"Jody… of course not. I've got something."

He eased his hot cock deep into her pussy again and the juice flooded out, dripped over her fingers, wet his balls. She took her hands away. The smell of her own sexy musk was sharp on them. Mark took one and pulled it up so he could lick the slick glass. Jody was faint with the keen sensations and with the knowledge of what was taking place. When Mark started moving his body fast, she gasped and whimpered, moving hers against him. It was irresistible; she felt the need to make the pleasure even more intense. She was sure she was close to coming. And yet every time she was almost slipping over the line, Mark did something which held off that final mad fit.

"Ohhhhhh Mark, what are you doing to me?" She was using his name now, without shyness.

"I can't take much more. I think I'm losing my mind."

He cased his cock slowly out of her pussy. The ravished pink lining convulsed tightly when it found itself empty. Jody wiggled, moved her ass like she'd been robbed of something wonderful.

Mark rolled her up onto the bed and positioned himself beside her. Then he made her sit beside him, legs crossed. She was too weak to resist. She did exactly what he wanted, even took the small foil package and opened it. The rubber thing that fell into her palm was so thin that she could see her fingerprints through it.

"Do you know how to put it on?" Mark asked, caressing the side of her face with his fingers.

"It's a r-r-rubber, isn't it?"

"Yes… come on… take my cock in your hand."

Jody did what he said. His cock seemed bigger than when she'd first touched it. The head was dark and it throbbed steadily in her grasp. Her fingers slipped on the smooth, buttery surface. Her juices had made it like that. A thrill went through her. It wasn't ugly, this cock! And when she remembered how it had felt inside her hot body, she could almost say it was beautiful.

"I guess you must think I'm a fool," she said at last.

"No." Mark's eyes were soft, kind. "You're unbelievable. I'm crazy about you, Jody. Being with you is much more fun than being a politician."

"I don't know exactly how this thing goes on," she said, holding his cock steady with one hand and touching the rubber membrane to his tip.

"Use your imagination…"

That's what she did. She could see how the rubber was supposed to roll down. She tried it and was surprised how easy it was. She could see every detail of Mark Edwards' cock as the membrane covered it. The veins bulged out through the thin rubber just as if it hadn't been there at all. She rolled the tight membrane down to where his balls started and then looked up at him.

"It needs wetting… so it will go inside you without any resistance at all."

"What do you mean?"

"Why don't you lick it wet? It won't be so bad, will it?"

Jody was breathing fast. She looked at the rubber-covered cock and then back at Mark. He nodded and smiled. Well, it was covered up. She wouldn't actually be licking the real thing, would she? Jody felt her cunt tighten in anticipation. She felt so sexy! Sexier than she'd ever been in her life. Too sexy for her to be embarrassed for long, fin her to worry seriously about right and wrong. Her naughty side was having a field day.