Chapter 10
Mike sat sprawled on the sofa sipping coffee, looking approvingly at Cindy's long, trimly sensuous legs.
She sat a comfortable distance away from his on the sofa, a development that did not make-Mike particularly happy. As his long, inflated prick continued to dangle edgily in his trousers, he suddenly tired of the small talk that he had been engaging in with Cindy from the time that he had met her. He decided that it was time for action, and suddenly his heart pounded and he began to feel invincible, just like the super confident all-conquering beast that he had been when he had taken total charge of his sexy mother. He concluded that it was time to show Cindy just who was boss.
"What a pair of gorgeous legs you've got," he whispered suggestively, winking as he stared into Cindy's brown eyes.
"You're just like all the rest," she growled. "Just interested in my body. You can get the hell out of here, Mike, and I mean right now."
"A beautiful set of tits, too," Mike whistled.
"I mean it. Just get the hell out of here!" Cindy's voice rose dramatically with accelerating anger.
But by then Mike had his mind made up. Even if he did have a fight on his hands, he was more than willing to wage it to bring this beautiful though headstrong woman to her knees and make her his own.
Saying nothing, Mike grinned crookedly as he slid his body ever so quickly toward Cindy's.
"What are you gonna do?" she asked, her confidence diminishing in the wake of Mike's dogged persistence.
"You'll see."
"Don't take one more step toward me. I mean it. You stay where you are. I mean it. Stay where you are."
Even though Cindy was shouting angrily, Mike detected the loss of authority in her tone, which was more in the realm of fear of the unknown or desperation than anything else.
Soon he had her backed up against the far end of the sofa, and as he reached out and hurled his arms solidly around her body, she let out a painful gasp from the power of his attack. Mike practically knocked the wind out of Cindy, who trembled and gasped helplessly as he held her in his arms.
"You're hurting me," she gulped in little more than a whisper.
"Serves you right for playing so hard to get. And stop all that damned shaking."
"Please let me go."
"like hell I will. I've waited long enough to get to this point, so I'll be damned if I'll let you go."
His heart thundered like a trip hammer as Mike pushed his tongue with searing rapidity inside her gasping open mouth. He startled Cindy that much more as his hurling tongue twisted and stabbed sharply against her moist red tongue. Her body still shook, fighting her bold lover's efforts, but an undaunted Mike held on tightly, determined to get his way with Cindy.
After Mike's tingling tongue had thrust and stabbed against Cindy's for several tense moments, he released it from her mouth and began to fumble with her dress, seeking to remove it as promptly as he could.
"You're nuts, you're absolutely nuts," she gulped. "You're damned right I am. Nuts for you."
"Let me go, please, and I won't hold anything against you."
"like hell I'll let go."
Mike's determined fingers continued to twist with rapidity as they pried open the buttons of Cindy's dress. Even though her body wiggled in desperate protest and she began to sob, Mike began tugging and pulling at Cindy's dress as enthusiasm mounted within him at the prospect of seeing this statuesque bundle of combustible sex devoid of her clothes.
With one swift thrusting upward movement, Mike pulled Cindy's dress off of her, tossing it to the floor as he stared at her trembling body. She wore nothing other than a pair of bright red bikini panties and matching brassiere, and by then the flames of passion in Mike's aroused crotch had attained new heights of feverish desire as his breathing became noticeably heavier than before.
Cindy threw her head into her hands, sobbing with shame for a few seconds, after which she became angry.
"You son of a bitch, you believe in humiliating a woman," she lashed out at him verbally.
As soon as the verbal laceration had been completed, Cindy reached out with her right hand and delivered a crisp slap which caught Mike unaware on the left side of his face.
"You bitch," he erupted angrily.
Mike quickly uncorked a vicious slap of his own, which landed with thudding impact against Cindy's face. He followed up his initial slap with three more in rapid succession, which left Cindy dazed and helpless, more stunned from the mental anguish of what was happening to her than hurt from the pain of his stinging but not overpowering volley of slaps.
As Mike stared at the firm, creamy rich skin of the almost nude Cindy, excitingly and enticingly within touching distance, he reached out and made a quick grab for her brassiere straps. His quivering fingers moved with swift anxiety, burning in an ever swelling crescendo of undeniable desire as he undid the straps. He watched as her brassiere dropped quickly downward, thrust by the impetus of her cascading ivory breasts, which spontaneously freed themselves from the brassiere as a smile of triumph surfaced on Mike's face.
Cindy's face turned pale and her eyes widened with great humiliation as Mike ever so busily slid his nervous fingers downward toward the waistband of Cindy's panties.
"Please, oh please, not that," Cindy murmured, but by then she lacked any authority in her voice.
Mike was not about to be talked out of something that he craved as much as he did seeing Cindy's glorious body completely naked. Already his adrenaline was flowing at its highest rate from plucking Cindy's voluptuous white melons free of her brassiere, and now it would just be a matter of fleeting seconds before he would be able to stare at her smooth, captivatingly firm white buttocks as well.
He tugged sharply at the waistband of Cindy's panties as her dangling legs kicked helplessly several times, but her efforts availed her nothing as a stoutly determined Mike tugged resoundingly, pulling the silky material down her legs as Mike listened with delight to the sound of panties scraping against skin.
Mike did not cease his efforts until he had finished pulling Cindy's panties completely off of her. Her long, shapely legs kept kicking with desperation even after her panties had been removed. Mike stared anxiously at Cindy's pubic vee for the first time, licking his lips with anticipation as he stared at the lush brown valley of brown pubic hair which covered her enticing pink slit.
He stared at her for several more seconds, then reached out and delivered another slap with his right hand which caught Cindy flush on the face. This time his slap lacked much of the stinging authority that its predecessors had, but it accomplished its intended purpose, that of stilling Cindy's body.
"That's better," Mike nodded.
Cindy watched Mike fearfully as she observed him fumble for his zipper, ever anxious to pull out his hard thundering prick. When he finished unzipping and had pulled out his steaming erect member, Cindy's body began quivering with fear.
"Relax," Mike said. "I don't wanna fight you, I just wanna fuck you, but I'll do anything I have to along the way to see that I get what I've come after."
By then Cindy knew only too well that Mike definitely meant business. She nodded with slow resignation as Mike watched her lying there on the sofa, trying to silently anticipate what his next move would be. His eyes sparkled with flaming lust as Mike observed the halves of Cindy's flowingly ripe buttocks rub salaciously together like ball bearings as she squirmed on the sofa. Her bottom cheeks formed an almost perfect heart-shaped ass and Mike could almost taste the soft compliant flesh of Cindy's tender but firm buttocks as he watched her ever so obediently lie on the sofa, awaiting his next move.
Mike's body tensed as he reached down and placed his hand securely on his long, thick, blue-veined member. As he pumped up and down on its enormous length several times, Cindy's eyes widened some more, indicating her surprise over the swollen magnitude of Mike's hugely thick penis, an erection so thick and heavy and bulging with explosive phallic desire that he could barely encircle it with his own hand.
Mike ran his fingers lightly along the long hard shaft of his torrid prick and the rubbery foreskin peeled back like the skin off a banana. The mammoth blue-veined head slipped from beneath its thick fleshy sheath, glistening with the first oozings of his own semen and reddening with desire as he neared her.
He climbed onto the sofa behind her and positioned himself between her long smooth alabaster legs. Resigned to her fate, she slowly opened her legs wide for Mike and lowered her large full breasts to the cushions as her buttocks wriggled lasciviously in front of him. By then Cindy was operating from a combination of lust and fear. She kept trying to tell herself that she was cooperating only because the big horny son of a bitch in front of her would rape the hell out of her and hurt her a good deal if she failed to fully cooperate. But down deep there had been something strangely exciting and erotically alluring about everything that had happened, right down to the stinging slaps that she had received. In fact, she was downright alarmed about the slaps, since she had felt an unmistakable tingle between her legs in the course of several of them.
Mike quickly grabbed a handful of soft warm ass in each palm and spread her buttocks lewdly open so that he could see ever so deeply between them. Cindy's thighs were creamy white and warm against Mike's legs as he maneuvered the bulbous head of his mammoth erection up between them.
Cindy shuddered as the mushroom-shaped knob pressed ardently into the fervent pinkness of her ripe upturned pussy, which sent ripling waves of enchanting excitement gushing into Mike's rock hard prick and his lust-bloated balls, which contained a spewing load of thick white sperm.
Mike pushed relentlessly forward as the head of his piercing bulbous prick slipped into the clasping, lust-heated lips of her quivering twat. By then it was only too obvious to Mike that Cindy actually wanted some bristling sex activity as much as he did. All he had to do was push the forces of fear from her midst.
He could feel the inviting liquid heat of her cunt beckoning as he ground steadily forward, sinking his prick piercingly into the clinging depths of her fleshy pussy sheath while her sleek alabaster legs began to dramatically sway under the sturdy flood-tide of determined activity that Mike was setting into motion.
"I'm gonna stick it in you all the way," he sighed with an air of captivating joy. "You're so tight, so good, such a great fuck. What a body, just keep twisting it."
Cindy squirmed her behind excitedly, grinding her hips backward into the impaling thickness of his erection until it slapped home with brutal thudding impact as it wantonly tore its way into her with a lewd smack that sent his heavy leathery balls swinging up between the sexy brunette's widely-splayed thighs.
Mike reached around Cindy's dazzling hips, leaning over her, and his sturdy fingers coursed over the firm youthfulness of her belly until they found the jewel of her clitoris, warm and pulsing with pent-up exuberance. Mike felt that this beautiful, lusty woman had been holding back her true emotions all too long, and he was determined to bring every ounce of unmitigated passion out of her with his thoroughly dominant approach to sex.
He kept working his thick steady cock into the innermost depth of Cindy's hair-fringed fissure as his hands reached back and delivered stiff decisive slaps which caught the beautiful and thoroughly helpless young girl flush on her smooth white ass cheeks, which began to redden under the sudden pressure of his slaps.
"I want you," Mike gulped lasciviously, "and I'm gonna dominate you along the way anyway that I can."
She responded to his message by grinding her busy hips back harder with each and every movement that much more insistent than its predecessor as she wailed and mewled, actually basking in the enjoyment of her own imprisoned fate as her lover kept tearing into her moist slit with his stiff, bludgeoning strokes.
Mike hunched over his panting, thoroughly dominated victim, working feverishly with his rapaciously slashing cock, which kept on impaling her with every decisive thrust inside the squishy, squirming confines of her twisting velvety twat.
She groaned and squirmed, her warm ass globes moving in tight concentric circles around the thick cudgel-like intrusion of Mike's thoroughly dominating prick.
Her nostrils flared and her burning hips ground even more rapidly than before under the steady onslaught of Mike's skewering thickness, which kept ripping into her like a knife, imbedding its way ever deeper into the wet tightness of her womb.
Mike let out a loud sigh and Cindy could feel the spurting heaviness of his thickly spewing cum pouring ever so deeply and searingly into the innermost depths of her hot belly, sloshing in all its viscous heat as it sprayed and splashed into the pores of her spewing overwhelmed flesh, filling her until the excess oozed around the softening thickness of his ever stinging prick.
He let her go and she eased forward on the sofa, her flesh still quivering and her legs opening and closing with undiminished enthusiasm for what her dominant lover had done to her.
"You wanted it all the time," Mike said, looking down at the brunette's sensuous form.
"How can you say that? I fought you every way that I could, you big bully. You had to practically rape me to screw me."
"You used the word practically," Mike nodded. "You wanted it. I know you did."
Cindy did not desire to argue the point with Mike. She knew only too well that a certain part of her had wanted to go all the way with him, to be thoroughly imprisoned by him even to the point of being slapped, and she had thrilled to Mike, pain and all, even though she still felt a seething hatred for him at the same time.
What bothered Cindy most of all was the fact that she was unsure of her own emotions. The only thing she had had to fall back on lately as a sustaining force was her presumed unattainability, but Mike had punctured that in no uncertain terms.