J. Watson - Sally_s rape cure

"Your husband?" Sally reminded her.

"You won't like him. He's big and rough and brutal. You won't like him. He'll hurt you."

"I like a man to hurt me a little," Sally said. "Now when can I have him?"

"Do you really have to?"

"I have to," Sally said.

"He'll be home this afternoon."

He came to pick up Marylynn that afternoon.

Sally felt warm just looking at him. He was well over six-foot tall and he was very well muscled.

Sally had gotten Marylynn to describe his cock.

The details made Sally feel randy as hell.

Sally saw the look in his eyes as he looked over all the young girls on the sidewalk in front of the school. He had the same look that Duke had. A look of lust. Sally knew that he would be a fantastic lover.

Marylynn had tried to talk Sally out of it, but her warnings about how he hurt only made Sally feel more excited and she held Marylynn to her promise. Sally was going to get that huge cock.

They had developed a simple plan. Sally was to come over that afternoon. She was supposed to pretend helping Marylynn grade some papers. Marylynn said it wouldn't be hard to seduce her husband. He was already hot for young skirts.

Sally had picked her outfit very carefully. She wore a halter top and tight shorts. She didn't bother wearing a bra. She let her hair hang down on her shoulders.

She immediately saw John's eyes go wide with appreciation. She could imagine that his hands were itching to touch her flesh. She could feel her nipples growing hard.

"Hi," Sally said.

"You must be the girl who's supposed to help my wife. Sally, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"She told me to expect you," John said. "She's in the kitchen."

Sally felt a little weak and out of breath just standing so close to him. He was a man like Duke.

His muscles bulged out of his shirt. She could sense the heavy aura of sex about him. She took a glance at his crotch. He wore tight jeans that showed off a huge bulge. Even limp he was bigger than any man she'd seen.

"Follow me," he said.

Sally brushed past him feeling her nipples get hard and sensitive. She could feel his eyes on her tight shorts, exploring the crevice at her ass.

"The kitchen," he said.

He wanted to walk behind her. Sally knew that his eyes burned holes in her clothes every step of the way. Marylynn was grading papers at the kitchen table.

"Oh," Sally said, trying to behave like an innocent little girl. "I just love your kitchen."

Marylynn stared at her. "Do you?" she asked.

"Oh yes," Sally said. "Such nice colors and so roomy. I wish our kitchen was as roomy."

"I shouldn't imagine you'd spend much time in the kitchen," Marylynn said.

There was an edge to Marylynn's voice that told Sally that the woman was both angry and jealous. Sally didn't care. She knew she was going to get a hot cock pretty soon, so nothing Marylynn could do would bother her.

"Shall we get started?" Marylynn suggested.

"Of course," Sally said.

Sally sat down at the table. For a long while they really did grade a few papers. Sally wanted it to be as realistic as she could. She wanted John to feel like he really was taking her.

John sat across from her and watched them grade papers. Sally could feel his stares on her tits. His hot eyes undressed her and Sally squeezed her thighs tightly together. She gave Marylynn a look that said the time had come.

Sighing with disgust, Marylynn got up.

"I've got to get something from the store," Marylynn said. "I forgot about it until right now and I need it for class next week. Can you figure out the grades on these, Sally?"

"Sure," Sally said.

"Good. Then I'll just leave it to you. I'll be back in an hour or so." Marylynn left them alone together.

John felt a little alarmed at being left alone in the house with so attractive a girl. He knew his wife would never think of him trying something with Sally, but he felt a strong urge in his groin. It would certainly be nice to stick his cock into her sweet little honeypot.

"How are your grades this year?" he asked.

He really didn't want to hear about her grades but he was willing to try anything to keep his mind off sex. He could feel the heat from the little girl's body. It almost made him want to cry with desire. She had such a sweet young body – and those nipples poking out so hard and sensitive! God, how he'd like to wrap his lips around those!

"Very good, sir," Sally said.

She could feel the tension in the room. He wanted her. She risked a glance between his legs. God, what a huge cock! It was already stiff and threatening to tear out of his jeans. Sally closed her legs warmly together.

"That's good," he said, sounding like a teacher. "It's always good to have good grades."

Sally almost laughed out loud. He was so pathetic. This was not the way she wanted him to be. She wanted him to be strong and demanding.

"Would you like to see some more of the house?" he asked.

Now it was coming. He was licking his lips in anticipation. He would certainly take her once he got her into the bedroom.

"I should finish these," Sally said.

"It'll only take a few minutes," he said.

"All right," Sally said. "I really would like to see it. It's such a pretty house."

Sally hoped she knew what part of the house he wanted most to show her. The bedroom. Marylynn had told Sally about his idea of the bedroom. It was very macho with thick carpets and a big bed.

He was very proud of his bedroom.

He wasted a lot of time before he took her there. He took her through the living room and den. She was getting impatient by the time they reached the bedroom.

"And here is where we sleep," he said.

It was just as Marylynn had described it. A big, room with thick carpets. A big brass bed. There was no doubt that this was a room for sex. Lots and lots of sex.

"Care if I kick off my shoes?" Sally asked. "I love to walk on a soft carpet with my bare feet."

"All right," he said.

She kicked off her shoes and walked through the room. The carpet did feel good on her bare feet. She expected him to approach her. She expected his hands on her at any minute. But instead he remained by the door and made no move toward her.

She was getting hotter and hotter.

She turned to him and gave him a soft smile.

"Would you like to?" she asked.

"Like to what?" he questioned her.

God, he was dumb. He was not at all what Sally had expected from listening to Marylynn. But she was hot and she needed a cock.

"Like to fuck, silly." Sally shrugged.

A lewd smile crossed his face and he started pulling off his clothes. He was a nice-looking man with his clothes off. His muscles were very nicely formed. He had a very hairy body.

He came to Sally and took her in his arms. His mouth pressed down on hers. He was not as demanding as Sally had wanted. She realized that even a good man with muscles was no match for the rough way Duke had handled her.

But she needed a cock and he had a monster. She could feel it pressing between her legs. He jerked up her tight halter and one strong hand clamped down on her tits.

"God!" he rasped. "You are a sweet thing."

It wasn't going like she'd wanted it to go. She loved the hardness of his body rubbing against her. She loved the way his tongue probed at her mouth. She opened her lips to his thick, fleshy tongue and dueled his tongue with her own. His hands clutched her ass and squeezed gently.

But she wanted more than what he was giving her. She wanted to feel controlled. She wanted him to demand and to take, but he was only asking gently. This was not how she'd wanted it to be at all.

Her pussy was hot as he pressed her back against the bed. She allowed herself to be pushed into the bed. He was able to get her panties off. His hand plunged between her wet thighs. She could feel his fingers probing against her cunt.