John Kellerman - Raped young runaway

"Yaaahh… ohhh God! Ohhhhh wow! Qhhhh!"

As her pussy tightened around the big man's cock, he began to pull it out of her. She could feel it going and her hips lurched and her fingers clawed at his back as if to keep him from taking away a wonderful candy-stick! She was lost in total lust, lost in the need to have her flaming cunt excited just a little more… just a few more seconds.

"You love it, don't you?" Dan growled.

"Yes! Ohhhh, don't stop now! Ohhh, please, fuck me harder!"

"I can't… I'm gonna come!"

He pulled back until only the head of his big prick was stuck inside her circle of muscles. She tightened down on the feverish knob, her ass dancing in a last frenzy of ecstasy. But the velvety friction on the big man's sensitive tip was too much. He growled again and jerked it free of her twat. It came out with a wet flood of juice, and he shoved it up along her belly. Before the hot glans touched her navel, streaks of hot cum were spurting across her flesh. She felt the stuff running down her sides. It made a sticky sound between her tits as Dan wallowed his chest down against her, pumping out his pleasure on her squirming young bod.

Bobbie Ann's come had just begun when the cock had been stripped from her pussy. And even after Dan had stopped coming, she was still moaning pitifully, her face twisted in an agony of frustration. Dan slipped down and pressed his hot mouth to her swollen cunt mound. He seemed to cover her whole mound, and as his tongue raked up and down her clit, Bobbie screamed her relief and pumped furiously against the soft friction she needed.

"Yesssss!"

"Baby doll, you're good eating!"

"Uhhhhh… ahhhhh… thank God! Ohhhhh!"

His mouth slurped noisily. She could feel the suction taking her up and over. Each throb of her body seemed a joyful death, and then she was reborn to die fantastically again. That much pleasure could hardly be experienced without her losing consciousness.

At last Dan pulled his lips away from her blossomed flesh. She could feel her pulse pounding through her dainty ravished folds. She was smeared with dim, and when she opened her eyes she was looking into Dan's grinning face.

"Now we're gonna talk about your little secret right?"

Bobbie Ann dropped her lashes. "I guess so Dan. Whatever you say."

When she awoke the next morning, Bobbie was sore – more sore than she'd ever been before in her life. She limped to the bathroom, took a hot bath and dried slowly, wondering what would became of her.

She had talked with Dan but hadn't made much sense out of what he'd said. She'd been in a dazed, exhausted state, and he'd been spinning all sorts of wild ideas. But now that the sun was bright outside again and she had to face another day, she was as frightened as she'd ever, been.

Then she saw the envelope on her dresser. Inside were two crisp twenty-dollar bills. Dan must have put them there that morning before she'd awakened.

"I guess this must mean I'm the boss' whore."

She put on her baggy Levi's, slipped the elastic band around her tits and pulled on the baggiest sweater she had. Downstairs, Dan's wife was bustling around the kitchen, fixing breakfast.

"What are you going to do on this fine Saturday, Bob?" the woman asked.

"Don't know," Bobbie murmured.

She pushed a fork around in her eggs. She hadn't seen Dan and was glad. It wasn't going to be easy to continue this phony facade – especially now.

"Dan had to stop by the car lot, but he told me to tell you he'll be back with a surprise," Mrs. Williams went on. "It has been nice having you around, Bob. I kind of think of you as a son."

Bobbie squirmed uncomfortable. She finished her breakfast and carried her plate to the sink. As she washed the dishes, Mrs. Williams got her purse and put together a shopping list.

"I'll see you later, Bob." And she was gone.

When Dan drove up, Bobbie was washing dishes. She was trembling, afraid of what he might say or do. He came in the back door, smiling, but she didn't look over. Now he was behind her, petting her ass through her baggy pants. Without her knowing it, he reached around and opened them.

She gave a little cry as he slipped them down, but Dan pinned her against the edge of the counter as his hands worked under the nylon crotch band of her panties.

"Take it easy, pretty baby. I've got something here that'll keep you from worrying."

Bobbie Ann turned in time to see him tear the foil packet and slip a rubber out. She'd never seen one before, but she knew what it was. He rolled it down over the swollen head of his cock, rolled it down until the sheath covered his prick completely.

"What are you going to do?"

"Silly question, baby. I'm gonna do this whenever I damn well please. But don't worry, you're gonna have it pretty easy from now on. You won't even have to work at the car lot. There'll be more important jobs."

Bobbie's voice trembled. "What kind of jobs?"

Dan didn't answer. Instead, he stretched her panties down over her hips and touched her ass with his hot cock. She was still facing away from him, her hands in the soapy dishwater.

The rub of his cock against her skin made her sigh. She didn't want him to fuck her, but then she did, too. She was so confused. As he kicked her feet apart on the linoleum, her pussy opened with a snick. She was naked from the waist down. Outside, a neighbor was mowing his lawn. She watched him through the kitchen window as Dan kicked his own pants out of the way and stroked her dripping cuntal crevice with three fingers.

"Arch your back a little, honey," he breathed. "It'll go in easier that way."

"My God, what if your wife came in?"

"She's gone, remember?"

"But Dan, this is awful… ohhhh!"

Dan had slipped the elastic free of her tits and was rubbing her pink nipples tenderly as he dipped the head of his cock into the hot hole between her plump cuntlips. The sound grew wetter as he pressed her cunt hole. Shivers of excitement made her breath come in hot puffs as she leaned over the sink and took the first thrust.

Her feet came off the floor, as Dan's cockhead penetrated her dripping soft cunt. Taking it from behind like this was so new that Bobbie felt dizzy from the thrilling tingles singing through her belly and thighs. She panted as her hips rocked. Her feet still dangled above the floor as Dan held her trim hips and fucked harder.

"It's gonna take me a while to get my fill of you," he whispered.

"Uhhhhh! It's different this way! Ohhhh God, I'm still sore from last night."

Dan wasn't taking his time like the first time he'd fucked her. He pushed his cock shaft deep into the heat of her pussy and pulled it back again. He thrust harder, faster, cuntjuice spilling down the inside of her thigh.

Bobbie clung to the edge of the counter, her eyes half-closed. Her cunt seemed to be eating that hard, hot thing! When Dan pulled it out of her, her cunt sucked in as if to fill the empty place he'd left behind. Then the glossy taut knob was penetrating her again, plowing through her dainty, velvet flesh. Itchy thrills shivered through her, and Bobbie let her head hand over the sink.

"Uhhh… uhhh, Dan! Ohh, I'm gonna faint!"

"No you're not, you're gonna come."

"Oh God, I am! Ohhh, it tickles so bad!"

Bobbie's white ass danced wildly as she panted and squirmed. Dan was doing it so slowly now! She rasped the edge of the counter and groaned as his cockhead stopped at the opening to her cunt. Her muscles caressed it, squeezing tightly around the streamlined thing until Dan panted with excitement.

Bobbie knew her cunt must be very strong. And since Dan was so big, he could feel her all that much better. It amazed Bobbie that his swollen prick could even fit inside her, much less stab so very, very deeply into her twitching, hunching pussy. As Dan continued to hold her ass with his big hands, her feet swung around from the movements of her hips. She arched and humped her back, her juicy pussy making hot, slick sounds where that shaft was buried between her pink lips.