Chapter 8
Jeannie tried to run, but she stumbled, and Craig was on her in a second, like a panther getting ready for the kill.
"Now, honey," he grinned. "You don't want to go try and run away like that! After all, you might get real lost and then, no one would find you!
The tears welled up in the blond's pretty blue eyes as she was utterly at the mercy of this swarthy youth.
Craig pressed his face close against the soft girlishness of Jeannie's pretty features and hotly snaked his long, hot tongue down her throat.
Jeannie recoiled in repulsion at the thought of this stranger so rudely frenching her.
But what was she to do? There was not a chance in hell that she could escape him! If she didn't give him what he wanted, then he would surely abandon her to the terrifying wilds of this hilly countryside!
Jeannie tried to summon up the courage to go through with what she was faced with. She told herself that she would put on a good act for her own self preservation, but nothing would ever make her behave in such an outlandish and shameful manner as Patty did!
Suddenly Craig's hand pawed maulingly at her utility suit and unzipped the nylon garment, exposing her jeans and flannel shirt.
"Come on, honey, let's have a look at those big tits!" Craig chortled lewdly.
"Please, no!" Jeannie protested. "Please!"
Jeannie's protestations were useless; Craig had already began to unbutton her shirt and the silky blackness of her bra was peaking shamefully through the slit in her shirt.
In one swift tug, Craig freed the blonde beauty from her shirt and tossed it to the ground.
Craig had to stand back in utter amazement as he gazed at Jeannie's flawless, milk-white flesh. There was something wickedly appealing about that ivory-smooth flesh set off in stark relief against the silky darkness of her brassiere and Craig felt his dick bulge as the thought of fucking this gorgeous blonde to screaming orgasm raced through his mind.
Craig's hand rudely mauled the warm heat of Jeannie's fully exposed belly and his stiff fingers snaked lewdly beneath her tight jeans and pinched frantically at her glistening, hidden tufts of silky pubic hair.
"Please, please! Leave my pussy alone!" Jeannie uselessly protested.
"Not a chance, honey," Craig said as his nostrils flared at the thought of getting a forbidden glimpse of Jeannie's forbidden cunt.
He pulled savagely and wickedly at her jeans, forcing them to the ground and revealing every inch of Jeannie's long, exquisite, tapering thighs and milk-white legs.
"Now! Let's see what's so special about that little twat of yours!" he roared as he lewdly humiliated the trembling wife by clawing her panties and brassiere off of her in one deft, strong move.
"Wowie!" Craig bellowed in obscene anticipation as he greedily eyed the tender, nude body of the nakedly splayed teenager.
Her long, light hair trailed delectably over the graceful slopes of her perfect shoulders and the alabaster orbs of her pink-tipped tits stood high, pert and proud in front of her, while her feminine swells and curves merged into the seductive graciousness of her wasp-waist and the blatant, flaring femininity of her thighs and hips. Craig could barely see the pouting pink lips of her pussy-flesh hiding behind the fleecy tuft of her pubic vee.
Once again, Jeannie began to run, and she had a better start this time.
She was about ten feet ahead of Craig. The beautiful, naked girl fled through the brush like a primal animal being stalked by an overpowering and merciless hunter. Craig knew he had her at his utter mercy, and that he could catch her anytime. But there was something intensely stimulating about this cat and mouse game, and he felt a wicked passion pound in his sperm laden balls as he watched all of the firm, supple muscles in the lithe teenager's body tense and strain as she attempted her hopeless escape. He salaciously eyed her tight, round buttocks, the fleshy, white cheeks bouncing and jiggling as the frantic girl tried desperately to put some distance between herself and her adamant pursuer.
He watched the sweat stream down her smooth, ivory-like back and the blonde halo of her hair dance wildly about her head.
In one strong, firm leap, Craig bounded upon the hunted girl like a panther!
He didn't even give her time to think or protest, but grabbed her by her thighs and raised her before him, like a pig speared on a pike as she whimpered at the overwhelming shock of her sudden and unexpected capture.
He twisted and revolved her sweating, nude body so that the hair-fringed fissure of her teenage pussy was flush against his snorting face and her full ripe thighs were jack-knifed over his broad shoulders.
"No! No!" Jeannie pleaded.
Both of Craig's hands burrowed into the deep cleft of Jeannie's ass as his tongue voraciously worked the hairless moist folds of her pouting labia.
"God! What are you doing?" Jeannie felt Craig's hot, relentless breath steaming between the sensitive, nerve-laden flesh of her forbidden orifice and her entire naked body trembled as the thick, wet surface of his wildly flapping tongue wiggled its frenetic way into ...
... the sizzling cleft of her married twat!
Never in her entire life had Jeannie dreamed that she would end up in such a wanton situation of shame and despair ...
... having her private pussy savagely tongues by a total stranger!
Craig sniffed the forbidden scent of her married pussy and his nostrils flared violently in an effort to suck every delicious whiff of her pungent, feminine musk into his heated olfactory nerves.
The trembling of Jeannie's thighs around the sides of his head and ears filled his studly body with a wild and insane desire to fuck the daylights out of Jeannie!
She struggled valiantly to get free; but her resistance was absolutely useless. Craig had her strapped around his face as tight and immovable as a straight jacket!
The incessant, lingual lavings were driving her insane!
She knew that she was being forced to suffer this incredible humiliation and despair, but there was one other fact which welled up in her mind and began to bother her: she could not stop this overwhelming and constant stimulation to the most sensitive and nerve-naked area of her body! The raw, physical fact was insurmountable. Craig was assailing her sexual organs with an overpowering crescendo of sensation. It was a fact of science that all stimulation delivered to the body was registered in the brain.
How long could she hold out before her body began to clamor for control, before the ancient impulses of nature begged for release?
Suddenly, in complete surprise to Jeannie, a low, throaty moan issued from her lungs and she hissed an unmistakable whimper of ...
... AROUSAL!
No! she screamed mentally to herself. I'm not like Patty! No man can make me act like that!
Then a bizarre thing happened ...
Jeannie felt the strong, lithe muscles in her long, tapering legs convulse involuntarily around Craig's face as if she were trying to force his tongue even deeper into her pussy!
And then ...
Craig's hotly darting tongue lashed home on the most vulnerable and sensitive organ in the naked teenager's body ...
... the nerve-packed bud of her glistening clitoris!
"Ahhhhhhh! You've found my clit!" Jeannie moaned in astonishment.
Jeannie felt her eyes roll back in her head as she gritted her teeth and struggled to suppress the scream of heated passion bubbling up in her steaming lungs like the primitive power of an exploding geyser!
Could this be really happening? Could her body actually be responding to the savage, sexual bombardment of a total stranger? What was wrong with her? Was she crazy? Immoral? Wicked?
No, Jeannie's body was simply responding to the oldest dance in the history of man ...
... the irresistible dance of pure, undaunted sex!
Jeannie felt an oozing wetness flow from the pink fissure of her hairless cleft, and a pulsing, agonizing desire began to rage uncontrollably in her adulterous, married cunt.
Craig increased his lingual attack on the naked wife's unguarded clitoris and tantalizingly worked the tiny, raw-nerved tendril of sexual energy between a crack in his teeth!
"Aw! God!" Jeannie said.
Craig felt a triumphant surge of power swill into his powerful and masculine loins. For Craig was not like Rick. Rick would fuck anything, but Craig liked to dominate his feminine prey; he took extreme pleasure in turning each of his female conquests into jiggling mass of molten flesh!
And the hapless girl with her milk-white thighs now wrapped tightly around his neck would be no exception!
Jeannie tried to convince herself that the myriad of painful and pleasurable sensations racing through her dizzied brain were just a "put on" that she was "acting" the entire thing ...
... but she would never convince her body that the gradually increasing rhythm undulating through her hips and pelvis was an act!
Wasn't there something wicked, forbidden, and intensely exciting about being practically raped by a total stranger?
Jeannie tried to erase this obscene and lewd thought from her mind, but it came back to haunt her, and the more she thought about it, the more inflamed and boiling her tongue-filled cunt became!
The sweat was rolling down the pearl-smooth expanse of her back, rolling down the shamefully exposed crack of her ass and finally mingling with the balm-like flow of her own cuntal juices which were smeared flagrantly over Craig's entire face as the hapless wife, suddenly caught in the passionate throes of her own unexplored desires fervently began grinding the insides of her hot, wet legs against Craig's lips and mouth.
Then Jeannie performed an act of arousal so wanton that it amazed even Craig ...
... She unwrapped her beautiful white legs from around Craig's swarthy neck, in a wicked attempt to fully expose her cuntal flesh to the delicious lavings of his tongue! As the voluptuous, naked wife clamped her legs ever the more tightly around Craig's neck, the pressure was so great that the fleshy cleft of her ass was pulled painfully apart and the puckered ring of her anus exposed!
Craig felt the delicious, nude swells of Jeannie's breasts crushing against him, and he had to feel that warm, blood-filled flesh against his chest ... he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it to the ground.
Jeannie felt Craig's swirling, thick chest-hairs grind wildly into the tender tips of her blue-veined nipples, and somehow the steel-wool sensation sent a ripple of animalish frenzy racing through her writhing body!
Craig opened his eyes and caught a close-up glimpse of Jeannie's pink cuntal flesh and sparse pubic hairs less than an inch from his amazed eyes! His view was so close that he could almost see the blood flowing behind the most secretive and hidden skin on this voluptuous wife's body. Her flesh was so closely crowded around his face and nose that he felt an intense and delightful heat being generated by the hapless girl's throbbing, tongue-lashed pussy!
Her naked buttocks were quaking in throbbing ecstasy as Craig increased his savage and delicious lingual assault on her cunt.
Jeannie was rapidly losing control of her reasoning powers, and the dark, rampant demon of unbridled sex was rising relentlessly to the fore to dominate the ravished girl.
Jeannie's mind was rapidly being drained of all memories, all moral strictures, and soon the only thing she could concentrate on was the warm, wet, deep, and delightful shaft of Craig's tongue wriggling deep into her pussy!
My God! His tongue's so long! she said to herself. It's so thick and deep in me, it feels like a cock! God! It feels like it's in my belly! Good God! What's wrong with me! But I, I ... can't help it! Oh, Jesus Christ! It FEELS SO GOOD!
Jeannie was fast discovering a side of her, that, up until now, she didn't even know existed. It was a dark and powerful side of her, and the thought of seeing her repressed sexual hunger at its full peak, scared the hell out of her!
She squeezed her lithe, supple legs around Craig's neck with the full tensile strength of a boa constrictor and hissed a savage demand of lust through her flaring nostrils ... the inexorable demand for an orgasm!
Yes! Yes! That was suddenly all that mattered to her now! She had to CUM! She had to feel every pore of her being shake and quiver with the ultimate release, the agonizing, electric shivers of a climax!
Yes, from this moment on, every muscle, every fiber of her being would work towards bringing her cunt to the ultimate sensation of this wild and wicked act of cunnilingus!
Jeannie was working like a wild animal now. She had wrapped her arms around Craig's back so that she could freely grind the liquid heating of her steaming twat against Craig's deep-skewering and frenetic tongue.
She pushed her head so that her face was flush against the washer-board-like corrugated muscles of Craig's hairy stomach.
Suddenly, an insane and wicked thrill shot through the viciously twisting body of the hapless Jeannie as she felt the tight muscles in Craig's abdomen contracting and expanding and sniff the powerfully masculine scent of his sweat as it rolled off his expansive chest!
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned as she opened her hot, wet mouth and began encircling Craig's stomach with her wildly flailing tongue!
Her teeth gnashed! Her eyes rolled! Her thighs quaked.
"Ah! Oh! Ah! Oh! Oh!" she screamed.
And then ...
... a powerfully agonizing surge of atomic sensation sizzled across the raw bud of her pearly clitoris and seemed to arc over her body like electricity sparking from an overworked dynamo!
"Haaaaaaaaaaaa! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!" She hissed as her tightly-tensed pelvis became a heated, blurred machine of adulterous passion and ...
"Oh! God! I'm getting off! Damn you! Oh! I'm CUMMING! Argh! Nhh!"
The hapless wife was completely engulfed by the seismic, rampant quakings of her own savage and wicked orgasm!
Craig held tightly onto the wild girl's buttocks, his steel-strong fingers grinding powerfully into the soft, sensuous flesh of her ass, lest her savage bucking and writhing should knock him to the ground.
Craig opened his eyes and he was sure that he could see the ripe, pinkness of her twat opening and closing like it was screaming in the deliciously agonizing throes of its own nerve-shattering sensations!
When it was finally over, when the amazed Jeannie had milked every ounce of her lust from the hair-fringed fissure of her married cunt, she dangled loosely from Craig's neck, like a limp flower.
Slowly, Craig eased the rapidly panting girl into a bed of soft pine needles and she lay helpless at his feet, her eyes staring wide into his.
"Hope you get real good and rested, honey," Craig snorted. "Cause I got a long stiff cock in my pants and I aim to shoot my cum all over you!"