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http://www.incesttabooo.com/intruder.html
The Intruder
Part 2
"The whole hand, " he snickered.
She sobbed, having hoped a couple of fingers would be enough to
satisfy his disgusting perversion. She slid a third finger inside,
groaning from the pain as she forced her asshole wide. A fourth
finger joined the other three, then she pressed her thumb in tight
and groaned as she eased all five into her asshole.
She was breathing harshly though her gaping mouth, gasping in pain,
moaning. She spread her legs wider, hoping to ease the tightness.
She clenched her teeth tightly and ground them together as she
slowly worked her hand into her asshole.
She had to go back and forth, moving back when the pressure got too
harsh, too tight, then easing forward again. All the while the
trembled in anxiety, wondering when he would lose his patience and
jam her hand in with savage force.
Her right hand was like a big thick lump of lead inside her cunt
pipe, blocking it and forcing the tight walls way apart. And now
her other hand was pushing deeper into her asshole. She could
actually feel the her right hand through the thin wall of her ass
tube as her left hand probed deeper.
She groaned and grit her teeth as the widest part of her hand, the
hell, slowly eased up into her asshole, then she gasped in relief as
her asshole snapped shut on her wrist. She had both hands inside
herself now, just her wrists sticking out of the tight, wide holes.
"Now ain't that pretty," he sneered as he slid his hand up and down
her ass cheeks. He moved around in front of her and squatted down,
looking up at her with a gaping grin on his face.
He reached up and fondled her hanging breasts, snickering as he
worked his fingers into the soft, malleable flesh. "Mooooooooo," he
said. "Mooooooo." He burst out laughing, his fingers now squeezing
her tits savagely, jerking them downward as though he were milking a
cow's udder.
"Where's the milk?" he laughed. He stood up then and unzipped his
pants, stepping out of them. He gripped her by the hair, forcing
her head up so she was staring into his hard cock. She looked at
the round little piss hole as he pushed it forward. "Time to eat,
baby," he jeered, pushing his cockhead against her lips.
She opened her lips and his cock slid through and into her mouth.
She gagged as he pushed his cockhead too deep, closing her lips
tightly and sucking on it, working her tongue against the head in an
attempt to satisfy him so he wouldn't choke her.
"That's it. Suck that cock, baby. Suck it good," he sneered.
She sucked as hard as she could but he wasn't satisfied. He held
her hair as he pumped his cock in her mouth, sliding his bloated
cock shaft back and forth across her straining lips. He pulled it
out then and wiped the saliva coated prick across her face several
times, then he slid it back into her mouth again.
He gripped her head with both hands, holding her around the ears as
he spread his legs and began to pump steadily, using her mouth like
it was a cunt. He sneered as he humped into her, using greater and
greater force, his cockhead punching against the back of her mouth
as she tried desperately to control its cruel plunges.
Then he gave a harsh thrust and his cockhead slipped right down her
throat. She choked and gurgled helplessly, in fear and pain as his
long thick cockshaft followed the rounded head down her gullet.
"Swallow it, whore, fucking cheap bitch. Swallow that cock!"
He drove his cock in her to the balls, his pubic bone mashing her
nose as his balls hung down against her jaw. He groaned in pleasure
at the feel of her throat swallowing continuously, instinctively
trying to draw the thick chunk of meat lodged inside it down into
her belly.
He drew it back, fighting the sucking power of her throat, then
thrust forward, pumping his cock inside her throat tube. He ignored
her strangled choking moans as he fucked his cock in her throat,
holding her tight by the ears.
Her vision began to blur from lack of air as his thick bloated fuck
tool blocked her wind pipe. Finally he pulled it back into her
mouth, then out, letting her gulp in air as he wiped his cock
against her face again. He snickered then thrust it back into her
mouth and straight down her throat.
"Yeahh! Yeahhh! Your mouth and throat were built to swallow cock
you stinking cheap slut!" He held her head tightly and began to
really fuck into her, his cock pounding up and down her throat,
sawing over her tongue as he humped into her. His balls slapped
against her jaw and chin as he fucked her mouth and throat with
cruel relish, driving his cockhead almost down into her chest with
his forceful strokes.
He pulled back suddenly, his cockhead popping out of her throat tube
like a cork coming out of a bottle, and held his cock in front of
her.
Then a thick wad of cum spit out and hit her in the face. Another
followed and another and another as cock juice spit against her
cheeks and forehead and mouth and nose.
He used his cock to smear the cum juice across her face as he held
her tightly by the hair, then he pulled back with a laugh. Jessie
was horrified and disgusted as the cum poured over her face.
"You fucking bastard!" she screamed. "You dirty stinking pervert!"
He snickered, then slammed his open hand against the side of her
face. It hit her like a thunderbolt, knocking her over onto her
side. She fell heavily, screaming as her hip and side slammed into
the floor. Her hands were still buried in her cunt and asshole and
she couldn't pull them out without great pain.
He slid his belt out of his pants loops and doubled it up, then
swung it down on her, cracking it against her back. She screamed
again, trying to wriggle aside or away, but she was helpless with
her hands inside herself. She tugged at them, trying to pull them
out, but each time the heels of her hands tried to push her cunt
lips or ass mouth open wider the pain forced them back.
The belt swung down again and again, cracking against her back and
her hips and her ass and her legs as she yelled and begged and cried
out in pain, helpless to dodge it or protect herself. Finally she
gave a scream as she managed to pull her hand out of her anus.
He continued to whip her with the belt, hardly hindered at all. She
tugged at her other hand, trying to get it out of her cunt, ignoring
the pain because of the greater pain of the whipping belt. She gave
another scream and jerked it free, her cunt snapping closed on empty
air.
She tried to crawl away but he followed, cracking the belt down on
her ass freely now, without her hands in the way. He growled and
dropped to his knees behind her, grabbing her thighs. He jerked her
back against him until her ass cheeks were pressed against his
belly.
She continued to paw at the floor, trying to crawl away but he held
her too tightly. He reached forward and grabbed her arms, pulling
them back behind her, dropping her onto her face and shoulders on
the rug. He pulled her wrists together behind her, then forced them
up high, until she screamed in agony.
"You love it, don't you, cunt?" he sneered, forcing her wrists
right up behind her neck, mashing her face into the rug as he spread
her legs with his free hand. He took his cock, which was still as
hard as steel, and slid it effortlessly into her cunt. He fucked
her hard and savagely for a long minute, then pulled out and shoved
it up her ass.
She burst into tears, utterly mortified and disgusted by having his
cock up her asshole. The very idea of sodomy had always revolted
her, and now she had a big fat dripping wet cock in her asshole. He
buried it inside her, then fucked hard and fast, his hips smacking
and slapping against her buttocks.
"I'd like to do this to all you snotty college girls," he sneered.
"This's what you all need, a good hard cock up your ass. A good
reaming out would do wonders for you whores."
He let go of her wrists and they fell limply apart as she moaned in
relief. Her arms twitched and jerked as they slowly pulled away
from her back and fell onto the rug on either side of her. He
fucked his big boner down her shitter with renewed energy, both
hands on her hips as he jerked her back to meet his savage thrusts.
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah," he grunted. "Fuck you! Fuck you!"
He reached down and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her up and back
against him as she cried out in pain. He slid his arms underneath
her armpits and brought his hands up and back behind her head,
jerking her back hard against him.His cock rammed up into her
asshole, his balls mashing against the underside of her buttocks.
He held her there, then bent her back as he ground his loins against
her ass, twisting his cock inside her anus. He pulled back even
harder, bowing her back to the point of breaking as he pumped his
boner inside her rectal tunnel.
His hard thrusts actually lifted her off her knees, his prick
stabbing straight up into her and making her jerk upwards. He
sneered and laughed, ignoring her whimpering please for relief, then
he suddenly pulled his arms away, letting her fall back onto the
rug. He gripped her hips tightly as he pistoned his fuck-pole down
her anus with furious energy, his hips bruising her soft ass meat as
he skewered the sobbing blonde.
He groaned in relief as a thick wad of cum spewed out of his cock
tip and pumped down into her rectum. Wad after wad sprayed her ass
tunnel with its sticky whiteness until he had emptied himself inside
her.
"Ahhhhhhhh," he sighed, easing his pumping, leaving his cock buried
inside her as he leaned forward, his hands pressing down on her
shoulders.
"That was good, slut," he sighed. "Bet you liked that, huh, on your
knees gettin' a good hard one up the ass, that's just what you
needed."
He let his cock soften inside her, not eager to pull it free from
her snug, warm anus, then he felt a pressure from his bladder. He
smiled broadly.
"Uh oh, Gotta go, whore. Gotta take a piss. Here it comes. Get
ready."
Her eyes widened in shock. Surely he... surely he couldn't.
Nobody could be so perverted, so disgusting, so... She felt the
hot, forceful stream of piss blasting into her asshole. More and
more of the burning fluid flooded down into her bowels as he sighed
in happiness.
He poured half a quart of piss down into her ass before finally
pulling his cock back out, letting her anus squeeze out the last
drops of piss. He slapped her ass hard, making her yelp.
"Now you got a bellyful of jism and a full load of piss in you," he
chortled, getting to his feet. Jessie dropped fully to the floor
and rolled onto her side, hugging herself. Never in her life had
she felt so filthy, so revolted.
She staggered to her feet and ran to the stairs, racing upstairs to
her bedroom and slamming the door behind. He chuckled and went into
the kitchen to get a beer.
Upstairs Jessie sat on the toilet, on the verge of throwing up as
the piss and cum poured out of her asshole. She sat on the toilet
for long minutes, then filled her tub and took a long bath, then
another. She didn't think she would ever feel clean again.
She prayed he would be gone when she got back down. What more could
he do to her? Surely he'd satisfied his perverted lust. He'd
already raped her, sodomised her, forced her to suck him. Please,
please, please, she asked God, make him go now.
Finally she wrapped a big fluffy towel around herself and left the
bathroom, going back into her bedroom. Jones was in her room,
poking through her dresser drawers. She stared at him in shock, her
heart sinking. Jones ignored her as he pulled lingerie out of the
drawer.
"Now this is nice," he said, holding up a mass of lacy black
material. There was a frilly little see through lace bra, a
matching G-string, and a garter belt, garters, and black fishnet
stockings. A girlfriend had given the set to her last year as a
joke on her studious, dull life.
He tossed them on the bed as he turned to look at her.
"Put em on, baby. I wanna see you in them." He sat on the end of
the bed, watching with interest as she donned, first the G-string,
then the bra, then the garter belt, and garters and stockings. She
looked at him wordlessly.
"Nice, real nice. You can wear that. Now come and show me where
everything is."
He pulled her down the hall to her parents room, demanding she tell
him where their jewels were, where cameras and other expensive
things could be found. She answered him in a dull, lifeless voice.
She had given up any struggle, either for her dignity or her
family's possessions.
He unplugged their tv and carried it down while she carried the
jewelry box, a VCR, a video camera and a pair of thirty-five
millimetre cameras. She helped him pack their silverware and
gathered together the other stereos, TVs and VCRs in the house, all
except for the ones in the living room.
"Well, that was sweaty work," he said. "You go upstairs and pour me
a bubble bath, and make the water hot."
She nodded dully, then went up to do his bidding. After a bit he
came up, grunting and smiling and stood in front of her, forcing her
to take off his clothes. Naked, he climbed into the tub and lay
back, sighing in comfort.
"Get in slut, strip and come in. I always wanted one of those
oriental type baths. You're gonna soap yourself up and scrub me
with your tits."
Jessie didn't really know what he meant, but stripped naked and got
into the tub. He handed her the soap and ordered her to soap
herself up good. She soaped up her chest heavily, then he turned
around and ordered her to rub her fat tits against his wet back.
"This is no good," he said. He stood up and ordered the soapy wet
girl to follow him. They went down the hall to her room and he got
into her bed with a sigh of pleasure, laying flat on his belly.
"Got on me, slut and soap me up with your titties."
Swallowing nervously, she got into bed, straddling him, her soft ass
and stinging cunt pressing against the small of his back. She bent
over and pressed her tits against his back, softly rubbing them up
and down.
"Harder, slut!" he snapped. She pressed her soapy melons harder
against him, rubbing them up and down, mashing them against his
muscular back as she soaped him up. Her ass and crotch were also
soapy and she rubbed herself over his lower back and buttocks as he
sighed in comfort.
"Ahhh," he sighed. "Rub that pussy on me, girl, mash those titties
against me." He paused for a moment. "Hey, give my shoulders a
nice massage too."
Her fingers kneaded his shoulders as she rubbed her cunt up and down
his back. She slid easily now as both were wet and coated with
soap.
"Harder you twat, rub harder."
Jessie's cunt, ass and thighs slid back and forth over his back as
she kneaded his shoulders. Oddly, she discovered the sensation
quite pleasant. Her thighs were spread wide, opening her cunt up
and her slit was sliding back and forth over his soft, soapy flesh.
"Let me turn over, slut."
She was slightly disappointed to stop the steady sliding but got up
as he rolled onto his back. Then she dropped her soapy ass and cunt
onto his belly and bent forward, avoiding looking at his face as she
pressed her soapy tit melons down on his chest and rubbed herself
back and forth.
His hands came around and cupped her soapy ass cheeks, jamming her
down harder as he pulled her up and down his belly. Her crotch rode
across his cock several times.
"My cock needs special attention, slut. Use those fat tits of yours
to clean it."
She slid further down his body until her chest was over his cock.
Her cunt was resting on his legs, which were together and she
shifted over to one side so his left leg pushed firmly against her
cunt slit. She took his cock and pressed her tits against it from
either side, mashing her tit meat around it as she used the two
mammaries as scrub brushes.
"Harder, cunt meat. Scrub my cock." She rubbed her tits back and
forth on his prick, which was beginning to get hard again.
He reached down and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her upwards as
she cried in pain. He manoeuvred her snatch over his boner and took
his cock in one hand, fitting the head against her hole.
"Take it, slut." he sighed. She eased up, then slid back down over
his prick. His soapy prong drove up high into her belly, the soap
stinging her cunt as she settled atop it.
"Okay, whore, ride it," he sighed, his hands going behind his head
as he smiled up at her. Her twat full of fuck meat, she pressed her
hands flat on his chest and began to slowly slide her pussy up and
down his hard prong. Oddly, this too felt good. She ran her fuck
tube up and down over his dick, sighing weakly at the feel of his
soapy flesh on her clit.
After the violence that had been wrought on her poor body this fuck,
which was nothing less than rape, seemed somehow, almost friendly.
It was almost like she was just fucking a man willingly. Her cunt
rode over his prong steadily, heating up around the hard tool,
sending a quiver up her spine.
She rode harder, sliding her fuck meat up and down around his shaft
with ever increasing speed, panting with the effort and the
resulting heat in her loins. When Jones reached up and squeezed her
titties she actually moaned in pleasure, glad of the added
sensation.
Her buttocks ground down on his hips and thighs as she twisted and
rubbed her pussy lips against his skin. Her round, taut ass cheeks
rose and fell, rose and fell, as her fuck pit repeatedly swallowed
the entire length of his purple knobbed prick.
He began humping up into her then, so his cock was sent slicing up
between her tender twat lips with savage force and speed. She
didn't care.
Her belly was a quivering, churning cauldron of excitement, her
pussy steaming with fuck juice as she whimpered and whined in
pleasure.
"Fuckin' whore," he grunted. "Fuckin cheap slut!" He clamped his
hands painfully tight around her tits, dragging her upper body down
to his chest then gripping her hair with one hand and jamming her
lips onto his. He mashed his lips onto hers, his tongue shooting up
into her mouth as he humped his boner up into her cunt slot.
His free hand slid down her back and clamped around her ass flesh,
pushing her down with each stroke, mashing her flesh beneath his
hard fingers.
Jessie didn't care what he did to her. She was on the verge of an
orgasm, the first in, in, in well over a year. She'd ignored sex
for so long that the insides of her cunt had practically calcified.
Now with the steady pumping of his meat, and the lack of fear and
pain, her pussy juices were flowing freely and her slit was burning
with need.
She kissed him back, something that would have revolted her even
minutes ago, and still did somewhere at the back of her mind. But
all she really cared about right now as cumming, cumming long and
cumming hard. She rode up and down his prick while her breathing
became more ragged and her body became more raw with crackling sex
energy.
Then she came, crying out in excitement, in glee, in bliss, as her
body erupted in powerful waves of boiling orgasmic pleasure. She
felt like her body was turning inside out, like her cunt was gushing
fire and juice as she came explosively, jerking and trembling and
shaking against him as he continued to ram his prick up into her
belly.
Snapping, crackling multi-colored lights flashed and burst in front
of her closed eyes and her chest locked tight, as the sex heat
poured through her. She grunted repeatedly, her cunt sucking and
squeezing on his cock as it thrust into her.
Her climax screamed along every nerve ending, every pore in her skin
radiating sex heat as her cunt sent jagged bolts of ecstasy shooting
up into her guts, searing her insides with its powerful concussive
explosions.
She went limp with weakness, flat atop him as he continued to thrust
up into her. His hands clamped down on her ass, jamming her down on
his fuck stick, grinding her pelvis over his groin as his cum shot
up into her guts.
He heaved her aside and sat up, scratching his head.
"Cheap piece of meat," he sneered, swinging his legs out of bed.
"Come on, bitch. I ain't finished my bath yet."
He swaggered across the rug towards the bathroom. Jessie got to her
feet and shuffled after him. Just as she entered the bathroom he
grabbed her arm and hurled her through the room into the tub. She
landed with a loud splash, sending water flying everywhere. Her leg
banged into the tiled wall, making her cry out in pain, then water
got down her throat and she choked and coughed furiously as he
laughed in amusement.
"Soap yourself up some more, slut, then come and rub me again," he
sneered.
She pulled herself to her knees, water dripping off her hair. She
slipped and fell, then got up again and climbed out of the tub. He
grinned nastily as she picked up the soap and soaped up her chest
and belly again.
He grabbed her and pulled her against him, still grinning. "Rub
those fat tits against my cock. It's all dirty again."
She rubbed her breasts back against his soft prick, mashing the soft
meat around his sensitive prong.
"Fuckin' cunt," he snarled, shoving her back. "I keep telling you
to rub harder!" he snarled. He grabbed her and shoved her back
against the tub, bending her back across the side.
She clawed at his hands as her back threatened to break under the
pressure. He slapped her hard, then grabbed bother her wrists and
locked them together, forcing them back over her head and down into
the tub. "Stop! Please!" she gasped, her wet feet and legs
kicking and flailing on the floor in an effort to ease the strain on
her back.
He jammed his knee into her crotch to pin her in place, laughing as
he bent her back even harder. Her spine ground and rolled on the
hard enamel. He reached down beside the tub and found a brush. It
was made for scraping the floor and had harsh, strong bristles. He
picked it up and looked down gleefully at her round, straining
titties, both pushing out hard against her taut flesh.
"I'll show you how to scrub up, pussy," he sneered. He shoved the
brush into the water, then pulled it out and jammed it against her
sensitive left tit. He began scrubbing harshly as she screamed in
pain. The bristles were clawing the skin off her as he rubbed it up
and down over her soapy melon.
He paid particular attention to her nipple, scratching and scraping
and scouring the brush across it with furious, forceful motions.
Jessie jerked and thrashed helplessly, yelling and screaming as her
tit burned with pain. He only laughed, then ran the harsh brush
over her other tit, scraping savagely as her back bent even more
over the edge of the tub.
"Ahh! Ahhhh! Ohhhh! Uhhhh!" she cried, as he viciously scoured
her tender flesh with the harsh brush, sawing it back and forth over
the melon until it, like the other one, was blood red, ever nerve
ending screaming with pain.
He looked down at her splayed legs and pulled the brush away from
her aching tits, jamming it down against her open crotch and rubbing
furiously at her soft cunt mound. She howled in agony, her legs
jerking and flopping as she thrashed and writhed against him. The
harsh bristles scraped and clawed at her sensitive pussy mound,
burning up her crotch.
He quickly flipped her over, tired of her struggling, and jammed her
face down into the water as he sawed the cruel brush back and forth
over her pussy again. He held her head under water, a cruel sneer
on his face as the brush scraped savagely over her pussy meat.
He threw it away suddenly and let go of her head. It sprang out of
the water, Jessie coughing and gagging as he laughed and pushed his
boner against her cunt. He thrust into her, burying his cock in her
warm snatch with a single stroke.
Fighting to regain her breath, Jessie hardly even noticed, nor
cared. Her arms hugged her chest as she coughed and hacked. His
hands held her hips and he fucked steadily, his soapy fuck-pole
sliding nicely in her belly as he hummed to himself.
Jessie moaned as she cupped her aching breasts. The skin had been
scraped raw and there were little bleeding scratches in a dozen
places. He slapped his hands down on her ass flesh with a laugh,
rodding his prick into her with more force as his pleasure mounted.
"Teach you your place, girl," he snickered. His cock pounded into
her as he gripped her ass and spurted out more cum into the depths
of her belly.
"Gonna give you a baby, slut," he laughed. "Gonna fuck a baby into
you, make your tits and belly fat."
He slapped her ass hard, then dragged her back out of the tub and
shoved her back on the floor. He stood up and got into the tub,
running the shower to rinse himself off.
Jones was really getting off on his control over the beautiful young
blonde. He kept her naked and abused and insulted her constantly.
He spent most of the evening in the couch watching TV. Jessie knelt
in front of him on all fours and he propped his feet up on her back.
Several times he dragged her face up between his legs and had her
suck him off, grinning down at her as she did, calling her whore and
slut. The only time she was allowed to move was when he sent her
into the kitchen for food or beer.
Late in the night he was poking around with the video camera. He
filmed her naked, then stuck the tape in the VCR, laughing and
giggling as her naked image came up. He put the tape back in the
camera and turned it on her again.
"Lay back in the corner, slut, and spread those pretty legs of
yours."
She sat back against the wall, opening her legs as he filmed her.
He got down on his knees and brought the camera in close to her
crotch.
"Pull your cunt lips open," he ordered. "That's it. Stick your
fingers in your snatch."
He crawled backwards and sat up, shifting back until he had her
whole body in the shot.
"Let's see you play with yourself, baby. Jerk off for me."
She looked worriedly at the camera, but could not do anything other
than he wished. She pumped her fingers in and out of her pussy as
she diddled her clitty.
"He stopped the camera and scowled at her.
"Show some emotion, girl. I want to see you cumming. I wanna see
how excited you are. Play with your titties and diddle dick your
pussy like you really mean it."
He raised the camera and turned it on again. She started wriggling
on the floor, running her hands up and down her body, sliding her
fingers into her cunt cleft. She moaned weakly, moving her head
from side to side and fondling her titties.
"More emotion, slut!" he yelled.
She moaned louder, wriggled harder, pumped her fingers into her
snatch as she mashed her titties. She grunted and groaned and
sighed realistically while he grinned and ran the camera up and down
her lush, naked body.
"Enough for now," he said, yawning. He put the camera down and
stood up. "Come on, fuck pad. We're goin' to bed."
Her heart leapt a little at the thought of him sleeping, and the
chance that presented for her to escape. She'd be real careful, she
told herself. She'd make absolutely sure he was asleep before
sneaking out.
But Jones had no intention of relying on her to stay around for him
to wake up. He scratched himself as he went into her parents room
and looked at the big double bed with a wide grin on his face. The
four poster had seven foot high posts on all four corners.
He searched in her parents drawers and came out with a pair of her
mother's panty hose. Jessie watched in confusion as he ripped them
down the middle and then pulled her over against the foot of the
bed.
"Reach up and grab the poles, baby," he said. She tried, but
couldn't reach them.
"Well, just hold your arms up like that then," he said. He tied one
of the panty hose legs tightly around her right wrist, then tied the
other around her left wrist. He then tied the other ends to the
poles. He tied her arms tight so she was almost on her toes and had
to stand up very straight, otherwise she'd be hanging from her
wrists. They already ached from the way the nylon cut into them but
she knew better than to complain.
He tied her so she was facing the bed, then slapped her ass and
moved around her, getting into the bed himself.
"You can have a nice view of me in this comfy warm bed," he grinned.
"While I have a nice view of your pretty titties and cunt fur."
With that he turned off the lights and rolled onto his side,
breathing evenly as he tried to fall asleep.
Jessie stayed still for long, long minutes, until she was sure he
was asleep. Only then did she try to pull her hands free from the
tight panty hose. She quickly found that she couldn't, that the
knots were just too tight and hugged her wrists no matter how she
twisted them.
Then she tried to pull hard in hopes of snapping the panty hose.
Certainly she knew how easy it was to get a run in the elastic
stuff. She pulled as hard as she could, first with her left then
her right, but the panty hose wouldn't give, and the pulling cinched
it even tighter around her wrists.
She finally thought to try and dig holes in the panty hose with her
fingernails in hopes of shredding it. But by then her hands were
numb from lack of blood. She could hardly even move her fingers and
couldn't get enough pressure on the panty hose to cause any damage.
Jones began to snore. She had no idea how much time had passed.
She stood there in the darkness, her legs stiff and tired, her back
sore and her wrists feeling like they'd been cut. More time passed,
the only sign the shadows moving across the room as the moon
shifted.
By dawn her entire body was stiff and sore and tired and she was
exhausted. She'd taken to shifting from one foot to another long
ago, and lifting and bending her legs to ease their stiffness. Her
back felt horrible. It wasn't exactly a bad pain, just a sort of
terrible stiffness like an itch she couldn't scratch.
She finally got the idea of kneeling up on the edge of the bed, but
had to do it so carefully so as not to wake him that, though it
helped ease some of the strain on her legs, it didn't help her back
at all, nor her wrists or shoulders or hands.
She was kneeling there, her head hanging low, half asleep a couple
of hours after dawn when Jones woke up. He glanced down and saw her
and frowned, then slowly shifted his feet over and suddenly kicked
her knees back over the edge of the bed. She dropped off the bed,
all her weight coming down on her wrists, which suddenly felt like a
tight wire was slicing through them.
She cried out in shock and pain, her feet scrabbling at the floor
for several seconds before she was able to stand up and support her
weight again.
"Didn't tell you, you could get in tha bed with me, slut," he said
blearily. He scratched himself and yawned, then looked across at
her with a small smile.
"Hmmm, got myself a boner, pussy. What'dya think I should do with
it?"
She looked back tiredly, saying nothing. He grinned and crawled
tiredly out of bed, his cock sticking straight out as he went around
to the foot of the bed to stand behind her. She felt his cockhead
rubbing up and down between her buttocks, then felt it press against
her asshole.
He spit a couple of times and she felt a finger stab into her anus
and slide back and forth, then it withdrew and his cock probed her
rectal entrance again. She felt the pressure mount but could do
nothing other than try and loosen her muscles to ease the way,
hoping there would be less pain.
He wasn't at all concerned about pain as he forced his fat cock nose
up into her anus, then rocked back and forth to twist another inch,
then another into her asshole. His hands slid up and down her back,
then around in front of her to cup and then squeeze her full round
breasts.
His thumb stroked her nipples as his fingers kneaded her tit meat,
mashing and twisting the soft fleshy meat as he worked his cock yet
deeper into her rectum. His hands slid down her belly, then gripped
her thighs from in front, pulling them up and apart, letting her
entire weight come down on her wrists once again.
He pulled her legs wide and back against him as he jammed the entire
length of his boner up her asshole, grunting with pleasure as he
felt his balls rubbing against the undersides of her buttocks.
"Like that, whore?" he panted. "This is the way all you college
girls should wake up every morning, with a good hard cock up the
ass."
He grunted and thrust up harder, grinding his pelvis against her
soft round ass skin as he twisted his cock around inside her guts.
He began stroking then, tearing his cock back down her anal tube,
then forcing it back up her shitter with a hard, violent thrust.
She grunted in time to his thrusts as he used more and more of his
cockshaft, pistoning it into her with long, hard strokes that made
her tits bonce and jiggle.
He sucked on the side of her throat as he rutted his pole up her
anus, sucking and then biting at the nape of her neck, ignoring her
whimpers and moans as he used her body for his own pleasure,
intensely aroused at his total possession, total control over the
luscious young blonde woman.
His cock worked steadily up and down inside her asshole as his
breathing grew faster and harder.
He bit harder on her neck too, gripping her tits again as he used
his knees to keep her legs apart.
His fingernails found her nipples and dug in hard from either side,
then pulled the soft little buttons far out from her meaty
mammaries, distending the shape of her round melons into sharp
pointed cones.
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