Roger Hurtwell - Her Driving Desires
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And she wasn't going to pass up the chance, no matter how much Holmes enjoyed her mouth moving on his prick.
«Fuck me,» she said in a soft, needy voice. «I want this monster inside me fucking away.»
«I might hurt you. God, I never felt stiffer than I do now. I could rip you apart all the way to the chin if I got to fucking and lost control.»
«Do it!» she cried, lounging back wantonly and lifting her legs into the air.
The sight of her slender legs parting so enticingly drove the man into an animal frenzy. Velvet realized now that most of his emotions had been lying dormant, just waiting for the proper key to unlock them.
Her slender, responsive body was that key.
The man didn't even bother removing her panties. He shoved his battering ram of flesh forward and banged at the gates of her pussy. She felt the thick head nudging into her cunt lips. The thick fuck sauce leaking from her twat dampened her panties and the top of the man's dick.
«Get them off me. Get those panties off and really fuck me. Drive it in to the hilt!» she cried out. The words echoed in the stainless steel vault. She moved and felt the millions of dollars under her body shifting. The girl shivered in delight. Not only was she going to get the biggest prick she'd ever seen fucked into her pussy, she was going to get laid on top of a fortune in cold, hard cash.
«Can't wait to get 'em off,» the man declared. His hands worked feverishly at her twat. Then she realized what he was doing. He wasn't pulling her panties down and he wasn't going to rip them off. He was shoving his prick between the legband of her panties and her flesh.
The hot, stiff length of cock surged up and stroked along her hot, humid gash. She sobbed and felt the tides of passion washing over her. She didn't care what he did to her as long as she got that cock buried up her cunt.
«Fuck me now. Do it now! Oh, I need it in me so baaaaad!»
His hips swung forward and granted her wish. She felt the huge glans parting her trembling cunt lips. The puffy ridges of aroused flesh hardly slowed down the swiftly moving cock. He banged into her cunt lips and then plunged into the seething hot closeness of her cunt.
Velvet screamed in agony. His prick was huge, too big to easily slip into her tiny cunt. The head of his prick seemed to hang up just inside the clinging, pinkly dripping cunt hole. He twisted his hips, got his hands under her ass and lifted, then lunged forward again.
This time he got past the hangup in her pussy tunnel. The monstrous cock rushed all the way into her, filling her completely with pulsating manmeat.
She thought she would lose her mind with desire then. The pain had vanished. He had snugly fit himself into her most intimate passage. And he was hung like an elephant. The mighty girth of his prick forced her cunt walls to stretch to accommodate him. She felt like she was a virgin again, getting laid for the very first time.
That was the only other time she'd felt such intense joy and such an incredibly filled feeling. Her young cunt slowly expanded to take the thick cock. The slight discomfort she'd felt then totally vanished. Nothing was left but complete arousal.
«Fuck me! God, you're so big inside me. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeee!»
She clawed at the man's back to urge him on. She felt the bags of money beneath her give slightly as the man started a rotary motion to drive his pecker even deeper into her steamy hot interior. She hadn't thought it was possible to get in any deeper. She was wrong. The man's cock sank into her passion pit another inch.
She came.
There was no way she could hold back. Everything collapsed on her like a ton of bricks. The setting. The money under her body. The tremendous dork inside her, quivering and dancing and stimulating her to the point of no return. She came hard and her entire body shook like a leaf in a high wind.
«Ohhh,» she sobbed out. «Fuck me. Don't just let it rest. Move it fast. I have to feel it all over my poor little pussy.»
«Little is right,» he grunted. «Never felt any chick this tight around me before. God, you're crushing me flat. But I gotta do it. I just gotta. Never seen a chick as pretty as you. Oh, shiiit!»
He began fucking with long, slow strokes that pushed both of their passions to the breaking point. But Velvet hung back just enough to keep from suffocating herself with the overpowering emotions assaulting her. The woman wanted to hoard those wondrous feelings until she could release them all in one huge orgasm. She was stalking the Big O, the perfect come.
And she knew she just might get it. The cock was like a fleshy piston in her well-oiled slit. The way he pushed past the legband of her panties also turned her on and stimulated her more than she would have thought possible. The idea that he was so hot for her that he couldn't wait did things to her head and body.
The sexual tensions mounting in her belly approached the breaking point. She gasped and moaned and no longer noticed anything around her. All that counted was between her legs, moving slowly and inexorably. His balls wetly slapped against her upturned ass with every inward thrust, then vanished again as he retreated from the hot, clutching confines of her pussy.
«Bankers do it with interest,» the man gasped, smiling down into her face.
«But there's a penalty for early withdrawal,» she told him. «I want this to last forever.»
«Let's work on it,» he said.
Velvet thought it might last for an eternity. He didn't hurry. Every single stroke went directly into her cunt. She was moaning every time his prick left, too. The huge cavity left behind caused her pussy to try and tighten up. This only made his next inward fucking stroke all the more delicious.
The woman's pussy drooled out its sluggish sauce to lubricate her for the fucking. She lifted her slender legs up and locked them firmly around the man's waist, but this wasn't good enough for him. One of his arms reached down and pulled her left leg up and over his shoulder. She felt like a pretzel – and she felt as if he were ripping her apart.
In this position, with her leg draped over his shoulder, her pussy tightened up even more. With a normally sized man, it would have been wonderful. With a cock in her the size of a man's wrist, she was pushed to the brink of orgasm and beyond.
She came again.
Velvet felt like a schoolgirl being seduced and fucked for the very first time. Tremors of desire raced up and down her spine but she also felt a delicious surge of fear. The man was so large he might actually rip her pussy up with his fucking. But the sheer size made it worth the risk.
Fear of injury. Awe at the man's size. The turn-on provided by fucking in a bank vault on top of sacks of money. The harsh, metallic sounds of the fucking echoing around the vault. The idea of someone walking in and seeing them. The huge cock. The huge, huge cock. All that got her off in a big way.
She wiggled and twitched and tried to get even more of his cock into her pussy. Velvet gasped and moaned incoherently, the words jumbling up in her throat. She had thought she was a woman of the world, having experienced just about everything life had to offer. But that was before this man and his bludgeoning cock.
The fucking rhythm picked up as the man's excitement mounted. He lifted her ass up and off the money bags every time he rammed forward. She gasped and moaned as he sank balls-deep in her gash. He speeded up. The friction of cock-flesh against her oily twat walls mounted.
The fires of desire burned inside her until she couldn't control them any longer. She came and came and came. She was like a string of Fourth of July firecrackers going off. She twisted and moaned and clawed at the man, all the time wishing he would fuck her harder, deeper, faster.
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