John Kellerman - Teacher_s captive virgin

"Ohhhh, ohhhhh, Alan, please don't do that anymore. I can't think straight when…"

"So hot, so soft," he panted, one arm hooked around her waist, his other hand pushed between her white thighs from behind. The squishy, slurpy sound of the butter against her throbbing cuntflesh grew louder as his fingers worked gingerly up and down the length of her crevice. Then he found her hole, and she felt his middle finger ease into the tightly muscled opening.

"Nhhhaaaah," she coughed, resisting the penetration by squeezing down around his finger. This tense squeezing made Alan growl with excitement. He fingerfucked her slowly, shallowly. He was only going into her one knuckle deep, but it felt so much deeper. An itchy glow built around the flesh of her cunt. Tiny exhilarating tingles coursed down her legs and made her fan her toes apart. A drip of butter slid down the inside of one thigh as Alan continued to smear the slick mess around between her lips.

Her arms were stiffly braced, but, as Alan caressed her, they trembled, then gave. She sank down, her face against her crossed hands, her pretty ass high in the air. This stretched her young twat even wider. Alan whispered dirty things to her as he probed deeper into the fevered tightness of her hole. She could clearly feel the slow stab as he entered her to the second knuckle, then pulled slowly back to thrust again.

"Ahhh, ahhhhh!" she gasped, her eyes rolling, her back humping up, then arching prettily again.

"You lovely little bitch," Alan growled, trying to slip another finger in to join the other one. Amanda resisted, tightening her cunt until it ached. But somehow he managed to do what he wanted.

"There… there baby," he whispered. His free hand had cupped one of her titties and he was rolling the delicate flesh around, pinching her nipple, making her groan deep in her throat. "Doesn't that feel good?"

Of course it felt good. But it was the kind of pleasure Amanda didn't want to experience. The kind of pleasure her parents had always seemed a sin. Oh, why wouldn't Alan leave her alone? His finger was going so deep. It was stretching her, touching her in places she'd never been touched before.

He was thrusting rhythmically now, kissing the nape of her neck, fingerfucking her as far as he could reach with his two stiffened fingers. And as he did this, his other hand squeezed and excited her tit.

Suddenly, a wave of pure pleasure washed over Amanda. She could resist the tickling joy no longer. Her willowy body jerked, then began to move against the stabbing rhythm of Alan's fingers. She hunched her hips up and down. Her eyes were glazed from the pounding thrills. She could feel her clit dripping butter as it swelled outward for more touching. Alan touched it and the jolt of ecstasy made Amanda cry out.

"Ohhhhhh, God! Ohhhhh, somebody help me!" Her skin was flushed. It tingled and burned. It thrilled to the slightest movement. She knew she was going to come. But as she felt herself being pulled into that swirling madness of utter ravishment, Alan stopped squeezing her tits. He eased his finger out of her cunt, sighing when her muscles squeezed tightly closed behind him.

"You're slick enough and hot enough for something better now," he rumbled. He pushed his buttery finger into her mouth and to her surprise, Amanda found herself sucking it, licking the melted butter from his knuckles. She could taste a little of herself, too, and this added to her thrill.

"Nhhhuuhh," she moaned, surprised at how hard she was sucking on Alan's finger. He pushed it in and out between her lips, surprised himself that she pulled at it so hungrily, surprised that her soft tongue curved so tightly around his knuckles as she sucked.

But now something else was touching her buttered cunt. It was as hot as she was, and very firm. It plowed her dripping cunt lips open, the fleshy folds parting with a slippery sound as Alan humped his back and moved his hips forward. He mounted her like a dog, one hand holding his cockshaft up so he could open her muscled hole.

"No! You're not doing to do that!" she whimpered. But Alan trembled in his strength. She could feel that he had total control of her. Her knees were set apart on the blanket, her ankles still bound. Alan knelt there behind her, his teeth teasing the nape of her neck, his finger gliding in and out of her mouth until butter and saliva oozed down her chin.

Something stung inside her. It was what left of her cherry. Alan's swollen cocktip had torn its way inside again. And her muscles, powerful as they were, could only squeeze his shaft now. She was so buttery and slick! There was no way she could keep him from penetrating her! And he was so big!

"Uhhhh, ohhhh Alan, this is awful! Ohhhh my God, you're going to make me bleed again."

It was already happening. Blood mingled with the butter to run in a hot rivulet down the inside of one thigh. But he had her firmly around her waist, hunching, stabbing more of his prick into her virgin cunt. She squealed as the stretched muscles spasmed, tightening down on the big man's shaft until he too gave a groan of surprise.

He stopped trying to put it into her. She could feel him breathing, feel his mouth suck wetly at the back of her neck. He seemed to want the moment to last. He was enjoying the frenzied squeeze of her cunt around his cock. When Alan licked her ear, a tremble of joy made Amanda shake like a leaf. He licked again, biting the delicate whorl now, making her turn her head so he could push his tongue into it. As he excited her ear like this, she whimpered and her muscles gave. Then Alan thrust his hips forward suddenly, powerfully. The butter squirted from around the edges of his shaft as he buried the tip of his cock into the fevered velvet of her pussy.

"Yhhhaaaah!" she gasped, afraid again. But the shuddering thrills were too much for her now. She began to move her, hips, gently at first, to see how much it hurt. The stiff gouge of Alan's cockhead against her insides made another ravishing tingle go up her back.

Alan's arm was wrapped tightly under her belly, holding her helpless as he jabbed and plunged. The sound of he cunt being fucked made Amanda's eyes roll. She was overwhelmed at the stiffness of Alan's cock as it slipped another inch, then another.

"Ohhh, ohhhhh no!"

"Oh yes, baby! You're going to learn to love this. You'll be begging me for it before long."

"Never!"

Alan bit the nape of her neck again, his arm tighter than ever around her waist. His belly was hot against her rounded ass cheeks as he thrust steadily. His cock was sliding in and out, and she could feel her muscles riding up and down his shaft. He pulled back so that his tip was only just inside her. She could feel the flared ridge of it, feel the swollen, pulsing throbs. Then he thrust forward, his back humping up from the power of his movement.

Amanda's tongue rolled out of her mouth, and her eyes glazed over. She could feel Alan's cock taking up what little room was left inside her. The velvety walls of her pussy clasped him wetly, puking as they tightened. Alan fingered her clit now, rubbing it in slow circles as his cocktip swelled and shrank, swelled and shrank.

"Alan… ohhhhhh God, Alan," Amanda whimpered, her head dropping between her braced arms. He fucked her steadily, thrusting forcefully to drive the head of his cock deep into her body. Her young cunt spasmed with tingling waves of pleasure. She was going to come, going to come quick!

Alan felt her trembling excitement. He hugged her harder, his ass working faster, his cock sliding to the deepest, hottest part of her pussy. The wet friction of his fucking had her panting hard now. Her pussy contracted as the convulsions began. She cried out, a short, tight squeal of surprise as the ecstasy swamped her senses. She cried out again, and Alan bit her shoulder as his cock grew huge inside the soft, feverish grasp of her cunt.