Chapter 6
When Holly found that her vibrator had been taken from its hiding place, she was angry as a hornet. But she didn't have time to think about it. The wind had come up pretty good after the twins had left with the medicine for Jimmy. Nan-and she had to check all the tie-downs and throw out another anchor to keep the ship from slipping sideways into a shallow coral reef.
Yet even as she worked, she imagined how nice it had felt to slide that buzzing, hard thing in and out of her small pussy. When she'd done it, she'd imagined that her brother Jimmy had her down and was fucking her good. It wasn't hard to pretend, because she'd almost managed in getting his lovely cock all the way into her body. It had been tight, but Holly was sure it would've fit if he hadn't freaked out.
They had just finished making everything shipshape when Holly saw the man standing on the top of a big rock. He'd obviously come from the other end of the island, across the jutting piece of weathered granite that helped form the little cove they'd found. She peered at him through the rain. Nan had already gone down the steps to the cabin. The man waved and Holly waved back. Then she followed her sister into the warmth of the ship.
"There's a man on this island," she blurted, taking off her slicker. "I just saw him."
"You probably thought you saw him," Nan said, matter-of-factly. "It's easy to see all sorts of things in this weather."
"No, he was standing on a rock." Nan frowned at her. "Really, Nan, I saw!"
They got into their rain gear again and climbed onto the deck. There was no one on the rock. Holly squinted into the storm. There was no one anywhere. They went back inside and got off their wet things.
"I was sure I saw somebody...." Holly looked out the porthole but no one came into view.
"I hope this rain stops soon," Nan told her. "Then we can get up to that house and see how Jimmy's doing." When Holly thought of Jimmy all she could think of was the way his cock had looked, the way it'd felt sliding into her cunt. It hadn't gone very deep, but she could almost remember the way it was shaped inside her.
That night, Holly slept fitfully. She kept trying to imagine poor Jimmy all feverish and sick like Nan had described him. If she'd been there, she would have climbed in bed with him to keep him warm. Holly was sure Nan wouldn't think of such a thing.
Holly dreamed about the man on the big rock. She saw him waving at her and when she started his way, he took down his pants. His cock was as big as that of a horse. She awoke with a start. It'd only been a dream, but such an eerie one. As she tried to get back to sleep, she noticed that the rain had stopped. After another hour, moonlight came through the porthole near her bunk and the sea stopped tossing them around.
Near dawn, she awoke again. Nan was snoring softly. Holly dressed and went out on deck. The storm had passed, the air was clear and already beginning to warm. She looked in the direction of the big outcropping where she'd seen the man ... or thought she'd seen him. Maybe Nan had been right. Still, she couldn't shake that image from her mind. He'd been a big man, too, or at least he'd looked big standing up so high and waving down at her.
Out of curiosity, she began to wade to shore in that direction. The tide was out, so she went down the beach around the rock and further. She'd walked about a mile when she saw footprints in the sand. At first she wondered whether she should return to the boat and tell Nan. But she felt adventurous and it was a beautiful day. One thing worried her. If the man had been standing there on the rock, why hadn't he come down to help them with the boat? But maybe he thought they didn't need any help. She thought as she walked. And her thoughts strayed again to Jimmy. She was wearing only a pair of skimpy cotton shorts and a T-shirt. Her sneakers had started to fill with sand so she slipped them off and went on barefoot. She didn't see the man until his shadow crossed her line of vision.
"Oh!" She gasped as a strong hand caught her arm.
"Hey, pretty one." He was tall and shirtless. He was smiling at her through a tawny beard. His tanned chest was a writhing mass of muscle. He looked like the kind of man who could pull a small tree up by the roots. She tried to pull her arm loose but he held it firmly. She looked into his green eyes.
"You waved last night," she gasped. The.man let go of her arm but gave her the impression that if she tried to go back the way she'd come, he would cut her off.
"Yeah. It was a damned fool thing to do." He put his hands on his hips. Through the tattered stretch of his Levi's, Holly could see the shape of his cock. like in the dream she'd had, it looked absolutely huge.
"Why?"
"Because I'm hiding out." He watched her reaction closely. Holly tried not to have any at all. But instinctively she took a step backwards. The big man's hands pulled her against his chest. She was trembling there, panting like a frightened bunny. His strong fingers plunged into her long hair, petting it. Her face was pressed against his hairy body.
"I won't tell anybody," she whimpered, "please let me go."
"You won't tell cause I'm not gonna let you." His hands moved lower. She felt her T-shirt lifted, felt him rubbing the small of her back. "It gets lonesome on this fuckin' island. I could tell there were two chicks last night, one little one, one big one. I was hoping for the little one." He pushed hair back from her face and made her look up at him. "I lucked out pretty good, huh?"
"I ... uh...." Holly wished she'd stayed on the boat, wished she'd told Nan where she was going. She wished too that she'd put on a pair of panties that morning. But her underwear was dirty. It was so silly. Thinking of panties when her life might be at stake.
"Come on, baby...." He dragged her down the beach. "What is your name, anyway?"
"It's Holly. Where are you taking me?" She knew it was silly to resist. She was all of five-three and this guy who'd grabbed her was well over six feet tall. They went on for a long ways. Holly was so disturbed that she didn't notice where they started inland. The low-roofed shack was hidden in thick underbrush and trees. It wasn't easy to see from one hundred yards and Holly knew it would be impossible to see from the air.
When they were inside, the big man turned her around and pushed her down on the bed.
"Take 'em off!"
"Look, I don't have any idea who you are, but-"
"You can call me Roth." He grabbed a long leather strap from a hook on the wall. Holly watched him advance on her. She crawled backwards on the narrow bed. Roth grabbed her ankle and wound the strap around it twice. She could have struck at him, or kicked. She didn't dare. Scared as she was she noticed how good-looking her captor was. His arm muscles rippled as he made the knot tight at her ankle and passed the other end of the strap under the bed.
"Nooo ... please don't tie me up!" She sat there helpless, watching him wrap the leather around her other ankle. She doubled her fists but left them trembling on her thighs. Sure, she could take a swing at him. A lot of good it would do. And it might get her in more trouble than she was already in.
Now Holly found her legs pulled apart, ankles bound. She couldn't close her thighs. Roth grinned at her.
"I think I'll cut those shorts off and then eat your panties off myself...."
"Nooo ... God, nooo!"
He slipped a knife from his pocket and snapped the blade open. Holly squirmed when he leaned down to her crotch, but when she felt the blade of the knife against the inside of her thigh, she froze. There was the sound of her clothing being cut and then she felt the shorts being jerked open. Roth's eyes went wild and he licked his lips.
"Jesus, you...." He put a hand out and Holly shuddered as his touch opened her dainty slit.
"Uhhnnn...."
"Now the T-shirt...." His knife moved quickly. She didn't dare move, afraid he might cut her instead of the flimsy cotton. Roth laid the T-shirt open and looked at her small and trembling tits.
"Let me go! I won't tell anybody about your hideout."
"All my life I been looking for a really tight pussy." He lifted his fingers against her pussy and forced the slippery lips wide. She felt her insides being probed. "And you got one, baby!"
"Let me go! I'll-"
"What'll you do?" He jerked what was left of her clothing away. She writhed naked on the bed. Then he grabbed her wrists and pulled them up above her head. It took Roth only a few moments to tie her arms to the bed frame. She felt so helpless now, so completely vulnerable. A slender, small-breasted girl without any means to defend herself. She watched his pants drop. His cock swung up heavily. She almost fainted at the sight of it.
"If you try to do anything to me with that, I'll just die ... I know it!"
"You'll be begging for more before I'm through."
"Ohhhhh, God, don't ... don't get near me!" Holly threw her head violently from side to side. The big man was naked now. There wasn't an ounce of fat on his body. He lowered his mouth to her belly and began to suck at it, lick at it.
"Yuuuuuhhhh!"
"Oh, you like that, do you?" He pushed his tongue down along the inside of her thigh and then up again. The tension of the straps holding her made Holly feel so strange! It added to her feeling of helplessness. And though she was scared stiff, that feeling made her tight little slit hot and slick.
"Not even any hair ... God you're eating stuff for sure!"
"Uhhhhhhh!"
The big man slipped his hands under her trim ass and lifted her cunt to his mouth. She held her breath as the tip of his tongue opened the dainty, pink petals inside. Her honey dripped onto his tongue. Then with a slurpy sound, he sucked the inner lips and her clit between his teeth. His tongue jabbed up and down her quivering soft cleft. He licked the edges of her cunt so teasingly that Holly whimpered for mercy. It was all she could do to keep her ass from plunging up and down.
Then he entered her with his tongue and she broke.
"Yuuhhh ... ohhhh, shit!" Her ass squirmed in Roth's big hands. He held her up from the bed, fingers tickling the crack of her ass. His palms were so warm! His tongue so hard and long as it reached deeper and deeper!
"Ohhhhh!" She fought to control her emotions, but the way he was digging and tickling her was too arousing. She'd never been fucked with a tongue before. She'd never imagined a man could lick so deeply inside her. And Roth was really deep now!
Holly shuddered as her young, hairless mound was, penetrated again and again. When Roth pushed his tongue into her, his teeth edged against her clit and she babbled with the raging emotions that kept threatening to take control.
"Aaaahhh!"
"You taste like ambrosia, baby."
"Ohhhhh, don't eat me."
"Got to ... got to baby ... Jesus, you're so tender and hot and juicy."
"Nhhhaaaaa!"
He ground his open mouth against her dripping cunt lips. There was a slurpy, sucking sound as her parts slipped against his caresses. Her toes spread. She could feel the tight rub of the leather straps on her ankles. She gasped, jerked her arms. But they were tightly bound above her head.
Roth smeared her own juices up her belly as he kissed his way towards one, tender swell. Her pink nipple pushed out just before his teeth nibbled it. Roth washed her tit with his tongue, rubbing her so roughly that she grunted with the super-intense sensations against the immature button that grew there. no
Ripples of pleasure ran up and down her body. Her mound seemed to be glowing with a fire from deep within. And now her juices were dripping down the underside of her ass, wetting the bed underneath her body. Roth's mouth moved to her neck. His tongue darted behind her ear, tickled the lobe and finally began to push into the delicate swirls. She gasped with the rising fever his practiced mouth was bringing to her. She'd been kissed before, felt up before and even fucked the night Jimmy and she had messed around on the deck of the boat. But none of her excitement had reached this point ... nor so quickly. This strange man named Roth had a way of doing things that left her absolutely breathless.
'What are you doing?" she moaned, as he straddled her body. His big cock swung suddenly close to her face. Her eyes went wild as she saw again how really huge it was! Across the head it looked like a billy club. Roth didn't have a foreskin like her brother. The sensitive barb was a pale blue and swollen taut.
"Your turn," the man said, leaning forward, his cock in his hand. The tip brushed her lips and she turned away.
"Nooooo!"
"It's hot, isn't it?" Roth grabbed her long hair and wound his fingers in it. Then he held her mouth against his prick. Holly babbled and squirmed but she couldn't use her hands or feet. Roth tightened his grasp of her hair and the pain made her open her mouth with a moan.
"Time to suck, sweetheart."
"Uhhhhh! Ohhh, noooo."
"Suck!"
Holly remembered clearly how it had felt to have her brother's cock in her mouth. But that had been so different. She'd been the curious one. She'd been trying to get Jimmy worked up so he'd tell her more, play with her more. Now this stranger had her bound helplessly and was shoving his prick at her mouth. What made it even more exciting was that he didn't have a rubber on.
The first touch of his cockhead against her wet mouth made her feel dizzy. He forced open her jaw and suddenly the feverish, heavy meat slid over his tongue. She whined and her throat worked instinctively. As he pumped his ass and made the smooth, taut knob slide in and out, a strange feeling shivered through her body.
"Mmmmmmm!"
"Lots of chicks beg for this." Roth let go of her hair. His strong hands smoothed the sides of her face, tickled under her chin. Holly writhed, her legs jerking uselessly against the leather that wound around her ankles. Her heart pounded. The air whistled through her nose. She felt as if she was floating.
"I ain't gonna hurt you, baby. You just wandered the right way, that's all. Right into Roth's little trap." He moaned as her tongue flicked convulsively along the tender underside of his shaft.
Holly wasn't trying to excite him. But as he fucked her mouth, the heat arrd fullness of that monster prick made her tongue work. As if it were a small, soft animal eagerly examining the bulging shape of the invader. And though she was frightened half out of her wits, she couldn't deny that her body was responding. The shape of Roth's prick was fantastic to her. And without even thinking about it, her tongue began to search the streamlined shape of the tip. She searched in the delicate hollows and petted the bulging veins along the shaft.
"Yeah, baby, now you're doing it!"
"Mmmmm!"
"Ohhh, baby, I didn't know I'd found such a hungry little rabbit." He eased his cock back until only the throbbing tip rested on her bottom Up. HoUy panted her hot breath over it. Her eyes were wide with excitement and fear.
"You want it, don't you? You want to suck?"
"I ... Ohhhhh ... I...."
Roth leaned forward and untied her wrists. She was Ump as he Ufted her up so that she was sitting on the bed with him kneeling in front of her.
"Now I can slip it a little deeper? Wouldn't you like that?"
Holly looked up at him with a slack expression. She felt drugged. Her tits glowed and her cunt tingled with a fire she'd never experienced. What was happening to her? Why was she so hot? Even though this guy was good-looking, he was mistreating her. Wasn't he? It wasn't nice to tie people up and make them suck a cock.
Her legs were still tightly bound and pulled apart. But she was sitting upright with Roth's knees straddling her thighs. His cock bumped under her chin as he caressed her shoulders.
"I couldn't hurt somebody like you, little girl. You oughta know that by now. You're like a little doll." He shook his head slowly. "God, I wish you were mine to keep. I could stay on this island till hell freezes over."
Roth's words made shivers run through her body. Holly didn't know what to think now. This guy seemed half crazy, the way he'd taken her and tied her up. But the tone of his words now soothed her fears some while exciting her in other ways. She really believed that he wasn't some kind of pervert who might do her in after he was finished satisfying his lust.
She put a hand out against his thigh. It felt hard with muscle. She swallowed and looked at the bulging prick that swayed there an inch from her mouth. She was still panting very hard. She had the weirdest desire to touch that thing. And she let her hands come up until they cradled his shaft lightly.
"You're so big. I got scared when I saw...." She felt she had to talk to him. To make him feel sorry for her. And the warmth of that huge cock against her palms was making her feel sorry for him, too. It was like she knew how long this guy had waited for a woman to happen along. His thick and feverish cock seemed almost to have a magnetic pull for her lips. She could see her spit still drying on the bluish surface.
Roth eased his body forward slightly as if hinting for her to do something. Holly hesitated. She knew that since he'd pulled her up like this, the angle would be better for him. It was possible now for his prick to slide yet deeper into her mouth. Would Roth take advantage of her? She almost laughed from the helplessness she felt. What in hell could she do about it anyway?
Holly swallowed nervously and pursed her lips. Then she pressed them over the slit at the very end of the big man's cocktip. Roth didn't grab her or try to ram his meat deep into her throat, but just let her kiss him there.
She gained a little courage now. Her heart pounded. Maybe he was surprised at her willingness. How many girls her age would even think about such things as she was doing? She kissed the smooth crown gently, letting her spit flood out over the pounding, taut surface. Her delicate caresses excited her as much as they did Roth.
Roth grunted with pleasure and petted the sides of her head as gently as if he were holding a baby kitten. The musky aroma of his cock excited her. The heat, the spongy hardness. That was a kind of miracle. How a man's cock could be so rigid and yet so soft at the tip.
Holly kissed around the flared ridge. Now her lips had opened slightly and the tip of her tongue brushed behind her kisses. She knew how worked up she was. And her fear was dissolving with each passing second.
"Holly ... Jesus, fuck!"
"Ooooohhh," she cooed, letting her tongue become bolder now. She kissed and then licked. When she got to the two swollen lobes at the underside of the mushroomed tip, a shudder rippled through Roth's muscular body.
It surprised her that his cock had gotten even larger. She watched the cockhead swell and recede with every beat of the big man's heart. His hands touched her neck, her shoulders, slipped down to caress her small, tits. But they stayed gentle on her skin. And they had begun to tremble. She felt his male passion as if she were inside him. She could almost imagine what it was like to have his sensitive, rigid prick swathed with her hot spit. She knew it had to feel wonderful. Her tongue was so soft, so slippery. And she was petting at his swollen cock with loving, gentle strokes.
"Ohhh ... you're so hot. It's stretched ... your skin." She smoothed the crown as if to show him what she meant. Roth shuddered again and his head fell back a little. He was panting raggedly. His fingers tightened slightly on her shoulders.
Holly moved her head forward until the bulging lobes of his cock were resting there. She moved her lip, rubbing the tender spots. She smiled slightly, let her upper lip cover the top of his streamlined tip. Then with gentle suction, she pulled him deeper. His shaft slipped between her teeth. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth as his meat took more room. "Damn!"
"Mmmmmmnnnn!"
"Holly ... baby, you ... you...."
It excited her to hear her own name on his lips. She made a deep trough with her tongue and pumped it back and forth along the bottom of his cockshaft. Roth gasped momentarily. He only touched her with his fingertips. Just behind her ears. Holly's nostrils flared and she closed her eyes. Her brother's prick hadn't felt like this at all ... or tasted the same. She realized she was only beginning to discover the excitement of sex. She pumped her tongue like when Roth had shoved his cock in between her teeth the first time. But now she was more relaxed, more excited. She wanted to feel his reaction to the light and slippery friction she gave. She wanted to taste him, to sense the velvety smoothness of his cock.
"Baby ... you're blowing my mind!"
"Mmmmmm."
"Yeah ... nobody ... no chick has ever done it like that!"
Roth's voice thrilled her. Did he mean it, really mean it? She felt that he did. Holly put her damp fingers against the sac that held his balls. They slipped away from her touch in their slippery hiding place. She caught one and studied its shape carefully, gingerly. She could feel the little tube that ran up from the slick egg and wound into his groin. She knew that tiny duct was connected to the larger tube that ended at the tip of his cock. A thrill went through her as she discovered these male secrets. She gave the large egg a gentle squeeze. It was packed with sperm. And when Roth's cockhead had been excited enough something magical happened up inside him. Some kind of pump began to throb and...
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned, pushing her tongue back further along his shaft. She cradled both balls now, squeezing and caressing them as she sucked. Roth had not tried once to ram his prick deeper like he had at first when her hands had been tied. But Holly could sense an urgency ... he moved in a way that made her know what he wanted. v
She popped her lips free of the swollen, pounding prick and looked at it. Her spit dripped from the end. And more than half its length was glossy slick from her sucking. Could she take more of it? She turned her big eyes up at him. Her chin glistened with spit, but she didn't bother to wipe if off. Then she opened her mouth again and took him deeper than ever before. She could almost reach the hilt of his body with her tongue. A gagging sensation made her stop and slide back the other way. She bobbed her head now, forward and back, forward and back. And as she plunged like this, her tongue danced and teased against the super-sensitive bumps she'd already discovered.
"Ahhhhh! Yaaahhhhh!" Roth gasped, petting her head frantically.
Holly knew she was doing something right. She made her tongue flick faster than ever. Her sucking made the spit pop at the corner of her lips. Some of it dripped onto her arms. She let go Roth's balls and slipped her hands around his ass until she could squeeze each muscled cheek. He was a beautiful, big man ... she realized it now. And he wasn't half so mean and macho as he made himself out to be. Using her hands to pull him forward she tried to take more of his cock into her mouth.
"Uhhhhh!" Roth gasped as she felt his cocktip brush her tonsils. Holly tried to resist her instinct to choke. She swallowed rapidly and pulled his hips forward again. Her fingers slipped between the crack of his ass. Roth grunted with obvious pleasure. Her tongue went crazy against his smoldering tip and then it slid forward along the trough she'd made, forward until again it touched her throat. Her flat belly bucked with the gagging spasms but Holly kept his cock in that position until the violent urge had passed.
"Holly ... sonofabitch I can't believe you!"
It had surprised her too. His cocktip rested there at the beginning of her throat and she wasn't gagging anymore. She dared to bury her shaking fingers deeper in the crack of his ass and pull him yet deeper. Now his glans was completely in her throat. Instinctively, she swallowed. The velvety membranes choked down around Roth's prick, swathing him with heat and saliva. He choked with hungry gasps. His whole body shivered.
Holly swallowed again and again, making her throat close down on him, tighten against those bumps and hollows that were so sensitive. Then she felt the urge to choke too strongly and pulled her head away. Her tongue lapped furiously against
Roth's cock as she swallowed with excitement. The size of his shaft bulged huge. Spit dripped from her chin in strings now and her eyes were closed in concentration. Instinctively she grasped his balls as her small, soft mouth rode back and forth.
"Baby ... you're gonna take it all ... you're gonna suck me dry in a second!"
"Mmmmm." Holly knew he was close to coming. But she wasn't afraid. Even though it would mean tasting a man's jizz for the very first time in her life. She didn't care at all. In fact she was even a little curious.
But no sooner had this thought flicked through her mind than she did feel an uncertainty. What if Roth's cream was so horrible-tasting that it made her sick? What if it choked her?
And Roth's fingers had spread gently but firmly against the back of her head. As if he were making certain she wouldn't try and pull her mouth away at the last moment. This scared Holly a little. But her mouth worked with increasing fury against the big man's cock. She too was caught up in his passion. She had almost become a willing part of his own body. She felt his ecstatic pleasure swelling as his cocktip swelled. And she couldn't resist setting off those powerful forces inside him.
"Yaaahhhh," he gasped, jerking with the fury of his rising passion. Now his hands held her head firmly and his muscled belly heaved. She whimpered, feeling his pleasure, sensitive to the dripping state of her tight pussy. The downy lips of her cunt were glossy with her own flooding butter.
Then deep inside Roth something tightened and convulsed. She felt the rippling spasm as it ran along the underside of his cock. It was a small bulge, a swelling that pushed her tongue back. His cocktip grew and she tasted something sour and slightly flat. Then a fountain of cum streamed onto her tongue. Instinctively she pulled back, but Roth held her there, his cock halfway in her mouth, his balls unloading.
"Nhhhaaaa," she whined, twisting sideways. But he pumped his cock in and out, the jizz bubbling from the tiny slit. A powerful jet drenched the roof of her mouth, dripped into her throat. Only then did Holly begin to move her tongue rapidly against his shaft and cockhead.
And as she sucked, the cum-spurted and dripped. Her mouth filled with the sticky, odd-tasting stuff. A slick string of white dripped from the corner of her mouth and plopped hotly against her thigh.
"Baby ... Holly ... Jesus!"
She guessed he would push his cock deeper and she was right. As the rigid shaft slipped deeper between her teeth, Holly tried to keep herself from gagging. The head of his cock was so big now that it would barely fit. But it did. And as soon as she felt the steamy jizz hitting the back of her throat, she swallowed with furious convulsions, her fingers clutching tightly into the muscled halves of his ass. She knew he was feeling her fingernails now. She couldn't help but squeeze him like that. She was caught between terror and lust. But his jizz was coming so fast that she couldn't get it down quick enough. It began to crackle in her nose and then she felt a hot string explode from one nostril and drip down her lip. .
"Lick harder," Roth groaned, letting his hands fall away from her. "Bite me ... eat me!"
Holly was free to move on her own now. She grabbed the shaft of his cock and pulled her mouth back until just the mushroom tip was between her teeth. Then she chewed with feverish excitement. She felt a furious need to bite and chew that unbelievable organ! She let her teeth go deep into the velvety crown.
Roth growled savagely. His belly heaved, his leg muscles twitched. His hands moved lightly over Holly's body. And as she gnawed on that spongy thing, its juice continued to jet in spurts. It was like she was eating a big chunk of candy and each bite squeezed the creamy filling onto her tongue.
"Sh-sh-shit!" the big man cried. He fell forward, taking her with him. His cock slapped wetly between her tits as she went down on her back. Cum dribbled out between the youthful swells and trickled down her side. She lay there, lips coated with Roth's cum. Her throat was a mess and she could feel the splatters drying on her tits and thighs. Against her heart that swollen organ continued to pulse, though it was out of jizz. She could feel his big balls, too, and the tight cheeks of his ass still working.
After a minute or so, Roth scooted down so that he could look into her eyes.
"Guess I owe you something.
"What?" She said shyly.
"Don't you want to come too?"
"I don't know." Holly licked the thick wads of cum from her lips.
"like hell. You must be hot now. Doesn't that get a girl hot? When she sucks a man's cock?"
Holly wasn't going to say anything, but Roth was smiling at her. She nodded, her face blushing. His hand was already petting her belly. She started panting. She opened and shut her eyes. Roth began fondling the delicate folds of her cunt. She writhed around his deep touch. She could hear the slick smack of her pussy clasping down tightly.
"What if I got another hard-on in a few minutes?" he whispered. "What if I fucked you real good?"
"Noooooo!"
"I know you're afraid of how big I am. I saw you looking. I know you're scared."
"I ... Ohhh ... don't ... fuck ... me!"
"Look, honey, it's still soft now. If I could just poke it in like this then...."
"Ohhhh what if it got real hard again?"
"Your pretty little pussy would just have to do some quick growing."
'Ohhh, God, that scares me!"
Roth kissed her cummy mouth. The kiss surprised and shocked her. But she was pulled into his passion quickly. Her slender arms circled his neck and she opened her mouth to his tongue.
"Relax," he breathed into her mouth. "I'm going to shove this old piece of pork in your lovely little cunt."
"Oh ... ohhh, I'm afraid, Roth ... really afraid!"
But it didn't hurt. His cock wasn't very hard now, just firm enough for him to poke the head into the taut entrance to her cunt. She let herself relax. Roth pumped his hips. He was just rigid enough to slide deeper. The shaft wasn't nearly so big as it had been. And it was wiggly and soft. If they hadn't both been slick, Roth with spit and cum and she with her flooding juices, it would have been impossible.
"Come on ... wiggle a little ... don't be afraid."
Holly did what Roth told her. She felt the wilting shaft slip up into her. But his cock was too soft for her to feel much. She just had the vague sensation of being fuller than before. She couldn't feel the shape of his beautiful tip.
When he'd slipped himself as deep as he could, Roth rested his head on her shoulder and talked. He talked about how he'd come to the island, how he'd jumped ship. He'd gotten in trouble on a merchant marine freighter. To avoid a trial at sea, he'd managed to slip away in a lifeboat one night. He'd known exactly what he'd been doing. He knew of the island and how to take care of himself once he got there.
Holly listened until Roth's voice grew tired. His eyes closed. Inside her she could feel his cock smaller than ever. Her tight pussy could squeeze down on it easily, pinch it smaller around the base.
She realized that Roth had fallen asleep. Holly petted his big head, touched the bristly curls of his beard. He wasn't such a bad guy. And the warmth of his body against hers was something she was beginning to enjoy. Enjoy more than she'd ever dreamed.