Chapter 4
Nancy Mermerstein knew that she was not going to have very long to enjoy the intense relaxation and contentment of her post-orgasmic afterglow.
Nancy could tell that her clitoral desire had been temporarily appeased, but her orgasm had done nothing to satisfy the itch of craving inside her cunt.
Nancy was pleased to discover that in spite of her savage climax her pussy needed to be fucked worse than ever. She could think of nothing but how much she wanted his stiff prick inside her.
Nancy looked down at Mr. Mumm's dick, which was once again standing at attention like a good soldier in front of his flat and heavily muscled loins.
Nancy once again found herself wondering how her inner cunt lips were going to stretch open far enough to take his bulbous purple cock head.
Nancy once again found herself wondering just how far inside her belly the tip of his cock would have to push before the penetration could be considered complete.
Nancy found that her imagination was unable to conjure such images. What was about to happen to her was going to be so different from any other experience that she had had that her fantasies could not even give her an inkling as to what it was all going to be like. Yes, she knew that it would hurt when her cherry was popped. No, she felt no fear. The pain would be just as wonderful as the pleasure.
Nancy did not want the huge man to be gentle with her just because she was a virgin. She wanted him to fuck her as hard and fast as he could.
Nancy knew that Mr. Mumm was the sort of man who would not give a shit how much he hurt her during the course of the hump and this was just fine with the virgin.
She wanted to be treated like a whore not like a piece of china. Mr. Mumm grabbed Nancy under the arms and lifted her off the desk.
The handsome man pulled the little girl tightly against him. She could feel the entire length of his cock being pinned between their bellies. She could feel his balls pressing against the outer edges of her swollen and curled back inner cunt lips.
"Your face is all wet," she said.
"Whose fault is that?" he asked.
"Mine entirely," she replied.
"Then lick my face clean," he said.
"Ooooh, kinky," she said.
Nancy offered a girlish giggle.
Nancy began to lick the man's face clean and found that her own cunt juices were delicious. Then again, Nancy figured that just about anything would have tasted delicious if she had been licking it off Mr. Mumm's handsome face.
She licked his face until it was as clean as a whistle. She knew that her virginity had only a few seconds to live. She knew that her childhood itself was about to die.
But Nancy did not look back upon her years of chastity with any nostalgia. She was sick and tired of being a virgin and the sooner the man popped her cherry the better she was going to like it.
They tongue kissed for a long time once again exploring the insides of each other's mouths. When the kiss was over the man pulled away from the little girl.
"Turn so that you are facing the desk," he said.
Nancy turned her back to him.
"Bent forward at the waist," he said.
Nancy did this. She could tell that the man was going to take her from the rear. She could feel her clitoris' role as center of her womanly desire being usurped by a new magic spot inside her cunt.
The new focal point of Nancy's womanly desires was past her cherry in a spot where she had never been touched. The new magic spot was on the upper roof of her inner cunt not far at all from the mouth of her womb. She knew that something wonderful was going to happen inside her body when Mr. Mumm touched that magic spot for the first time with the bulbous purple head of his cock.
"Move your feet as far apart as you can get them on the floor," Mr. Mumm said. It was clear from the tone of his voice that he was not in the mood to take no for an answer. That was okay with Nancy. She wasn't going to deny the man anything. She wanted it all. He had already given her pleasure above and beyond anything she would have thought possible and the little black haired virgin could tell that the best was yet to come.
She did this. Her feet were well over shoulder-width apart. She kept her knees straight. She knew that she had to keep her ass as high as possible so that the handsome man would be able to take her from the rear with a minimum of difficulty.
Nancy could feel the head of the man's cock throbbing against the top of the crack of her ass. She could feel her ass cheeks throbbing. She could tell that her buttocks were still red and swollen from the savage paddling they had earlier received.
Nancy could feel the man's hands on the insides of her thighs running upward toward her pussy. Her inner thighs were slick with sweat and cunt juice. The room reeked of sex by this time.
Anyone who entered that room would have had no trouble figuring out what was going on just by the smell. The room was starting to smell like the site of a Roman orgy.
Nancy could feel the man's fingers on her honey pot. He rubbed up and down her slash.
She pushed her arms across the desk. She leaned forward so sharply at the waist that her nipples were pressed against the man's ink blotter. Her nipples were so hypersensitive that the ink blotter felt irritatingly rough against them. She stretched her arms forward so that her elbows were locked in the straight position. She gripped the far edge of the desk so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
Mr. Mumm fondled the little girl's pussy with his left hand exclusively. He rubbed her clit. He ran his fingers in between her inner cunt lips.
He once again touched her intact hymen this time with the tip of his middle finger. He took his thick cock shaft tightly in his right fist.
Mr. Mumm gave his boner three experimental squeezes. The handsome yet cruel man wanted to make sure that his cock was as thick and .hard as possible.
Mr. Mumm had nothing to worry about. His erection was full-fledged all right. His cock had never been larger. His prick had never been harder.
Mr. Mumm used his right hand to guide the tip of his purple cock to her snatch. He ran the tip of his throbbing tool up and down the entire length of her thoroughly engorged poontang.
Mr. Mumm did this for a couple of reasons. One, he knew that it would feel very good for both of them and, two, because he wanted to cover the head of his cock with her natural lubrication.
Mr. Mumm knew that the penetration of that tight, virginal cunt would be easier on both of them although he was concerned mostly with himself if both her hole and his pole were wet and slippery.
Mr. Mumm rubbed the little girl's clit for a second or two with his piss hole. Nancy thought this felt very good but it was not what she wanted most of all any longer. She wanted to get that meat loaf into the oven pronto!
Mr. Mumm was in a hurry to find out what the inside of the little girl's cunt felt like. He moved the head of his dick to the mouth of her unused fuck hole.
The man wiggled his ass from side to side, pushing the tip of his cock in between her inner cunt lips. He lowered his ass a couple of inches, bending at the knees, so that the shaft of his prick would be at the appropriate angle for deep-vaginal violation.
Mr. Mumm tensed the muscles in his ass cheeks. He pressed his buttocks together as tightly as he could possibly get them He made his ass cheeks as hard as rocks.
Mr. Mumm pressed his buttocks together so tightly that the world's strongest man would not have been able to get them apart even if he had been allowed to use a crow bar to pry with.
Mr. Mumm asked Nancy if she was ready. "So ready I can taste it!" she replied. "Here we go!"
"Fuck me, Mr. Mumm. Fuck me DEEEEEEP!" Nancy exclaimed.
Mr. Mumm began to push.
Nancy felt the pressure on her pussy increase.
But her inner cunt lips did not start to open.
For a moment the little girl was afraid that the two of them had both bitten off a little more than they could chew. She feared that they were attempting something that was physically impossible.
She knew that one cannot put a square peg in a round hole and she feared that this, in a sense, was what they were trying to do.
Nancy feared that he was simply too large for her that her virginal pussy was too tight to take a pole of , that dimension. But Mr. Mumm was not as concerned as Nancy. He knew that it would be a struggle to get his cock inside at first. But he knew her cunt was a hell of a lot more elastic than she gave it credit for.
Mr. Mumm knew that only brute strength was going to get his awesome tool of masculinity up inside her cunt. Luckily, brute force was something that Mr. Mumm had plenty of.
Mr. Mumm took a deep breath and completely filled his lungs with air. He then let out all of the air with a loud grunt. At the same time he stabbed forward hard with his masculinely muscled lower torso.
Nancy squealed as she felt her inner cunt lips stretching open. They opened further than they had ever been asked to open before. She could feel the mucous membranes stretching taut. She thought she was going to tear, but she didn't.
Later, Nancy would figure that her pussy really would have torn wide open if the handsome man's cock had been a fraction of an inch greater in girth. She felt as if her inner cunt lips were being stretched open as far as they could possibly go. She could tell that the man's cock was going to fill her pussy to capacity both length-wise and width-wise.
She could feel the tip of the man's pulsating pecker on her hymen. Her precious maidenhead was stretched taut against his glans. Her pussy and his cock were throbbing together as if those throbs were being determined by a single heartbeat.
He inhaled again. He stabbed forward again. Her hymen tore. Her virginity died. Her womanhood was born. She heard the tearing sound between her legs. Her cherry popped like a cork out of a bottle of imported champagne. She actually heard the sound of her cherry popping a fraction of a second before she felt the pain.
" AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!" Nancy screamed. Her voice was shrill.
The little black haired girl felt as if she had just been stabbed in the cunt by a red hot poker. She could feel something warm and sticky inside her cunt mixing with her natural lubrication.
It took Nancy Mermerstein a second or two to figure out what this fluid was. Then it occurred to her and she felt her face turn pale during that moment of raw horror.
The fluid was blood--blood from her recently opened wound. The fluid was trickling, pink and frothy, from her cunt, rolling down over her clit into her black pubic patch.
Mr. Mumm knew that it was going to be no easy task getting the entire length of his cock inside the little girl's cunt in spite of the fact that her cherry was gone forever.
He knew that her internal pussy tissues were all shriveled and closed from lack of use. He would have to pry those tissues gaping open using the blunt tip of his prick as his only tool.
Mr. Mumm began to push forward with the head of his dick as hard as he could and, in spite of this, he was only penetrating a fraction of an inch at a time.
Mr. Mumm could tell that the tip of his prick was getting steadily closer to Nancy's dimpled cervix.
Nancy was pleased to discover that the worst of the pain in her pussy was over in a matter of a few seconds.
The sharp pain in her cunt numbed into a dull ache after a time an ache that blended remarkably well with her desire. She felt the tip of his dick smack the magic spot very close to the mouth of her womb.
"Yes," she screamed. At that point she forgot all about the pain of having her cherry popped. She knew that the worst was over.
The pain of her virginity's loss was behind her. She had nothing to look forward to but the pleasure of being a woman. Deeper and deeper he pushed into her. She could feel her inner cunt lips pushing up the shaft of his cock toward the base. She could tell that the handsome man had no intention of stopping the forward pressure of his masculine lower torso until each and every inch of his pulsating prick meat was inside her pungent poontang.
Nancy could feel the tip of the man's cock touching the back wall of her pussy. This thrilled her because she knew there were still several inches of cock meat at the base of his stalk remaining to be inserted.
Nancy knew at this point precisely how far her cunt was going to have to stretch to take him and she knew she could do it. Mr. Mumm removed his right hand from the base of his cock shaft.
The handsome man placed both of his hands on the sides of Nancy's round ass. He pulled at her ass as he pushed forward with his own.
He used the little girl's shapely lower torso as leverage to aid the penetration effort. Nancy was helping herself by this time, pushing back with her ass cheeks.
She could feel the man's thick pubic patch pressing against her asshole. She could feel the man's scrotal sack on her clit and her mound. He pushed the last inch of cock meat inside her. Her inner cunt lips were gripping his spear at the very hilt!! !
Nancy could not believe how stuffed full of cock meat she was. She could feel his loins pressing hard against her reddened ass cheeks.
She could feel the tip of his cock throbbing against the core of her womanhood. His cock head was indeed throbbing against a spot Nancy would not have thought could be reached from the outside.
Her pussy was filled to the brim. She felt as if his cock were pushing all the way through her. She half expected his cock head to come popping out of her mouth.
Nancy wanted to man to start his in and out fucking motion right away but Mr. Mumm had other ideas on this subject. He continued to press forward.
This gave the little girl the illusion that the tip of his dick was pushing even deeper inside her cunt. She felt impaled like a butterfly on a pin.
Mr. Mumm began to gyrate his hips. He used the shaft of his prick to stretch her inner cunt lips and the inner walls of her pussy in every possible direction.
Mr. Mumm waited until she begged him to fuck and only then did he start to pull back with the tensed muscles in his pressed together ass cheeks.
Nancy could tell that his cock was plenty thick enough to directly massage her clit as he worked in and out. She knew that her clit was going to be battered back and forth by the underside of his cock shaft.
Nancy could feel her inner cunt lips being stretched outward away from the rest of her crotch. He didn't stop pulling back until only the head of his cock was inside her.
He withdrew just as slowly as he had originally penetrated and he didn't stop until her inner cunt lips were desperately gripping at the ring of scar tissue at the base of his bulbous purple cock head.
He paused and took a deep breath. He then stabbed forward with his ass as hard as he could. He drove the entire length of his cock into her bleeding pussy in one fell swoop.
Nancy could hear her poontang making a wet bubbling farting noise as gas was forced from the passageway by the rapid, violent violation.
Nancy could feel her eyes bugging out. She could feel her cunt going from completely empty to completely full in less than a second.
Again the girl felt the tip of his dick smack her internal magic spot. She could tell that he was going to have no trouble making her come in this manner.
Nancy could already tell that her orgasm was going to be different from the orgasm he had given her earlier by licking and sucking at her clit.
Nancy could tell it had been a clitoral come.
Nancy considered her first orgasm just a little girl come. The climax she was about to have she felt was to be her first womanly release. Mr. Mumm began to fuck her cunt with a slow, easy motion. She could feel him moving his ass cheeks from side to side almost as much as in and out.
Mr. Mumm used the entire length of his cock with each stroke always pulling almost all the way out before stabbing back inside once again.
He steadily increased his fuck motion as he proceeded and he only had to stab into that bleeding pussy about five times before Nancy hollered with pleasure.
"COMING! COMING SO FUCKING HARD!" Nancy screamed. She found that her deep-vaginal come was shorter and sharper than her clitoral release.
But it still spread to envelope her. The best thing about it was that it did nothing to stifle her urge to fuck. It enhanced her horniness.
Nancy discovered that she needed that plunging cock meat even more after her come than before it. She knew that she was going to come more than once.
Nancy discovered that she could use the muscles inside her cunt to pleasure the handsome man's cock. Nancy found that the muscles instinctively wanted to do this.
She found that her inner cunt muscles were contracting each time Mr. Mumm withdrew with his dong. She clamped down on his awesome dick.
She tugged that tube steak at the root. Mr. Mumm felt as if the come were being sucked by her cunt right up out of his scrotal sack.
Just as he had when his cock was in her mouth, he could feel the steamy jism gathering in a ball of anxiety at the base of his working lance.
Mr. Mumm could feel his horniness becoming more intense each time he withdrew and Nancy felt the pleasure get greater every time he stabbed downward.
They were moaning in turn, rhythmically. He moaned in a deep voice each time his ass rose and she moaned in a high-pitched voice each time his buttocks lowered.
Nancy could feel herself coming a second time and with these spasms Mr. Mumm rapidly picked up the pace of his humping motion.
His face was the picture of concentration. He was trying to think of anything but what he was doing. He was trying to stifle the urge to shoot his seed.
Nancy had her third orgasm and then she stopped counting. She began to snap off deep-vaginal comes at a frightening rate. The comes blended together.
"I CAN'T! I CAN'T! I CAN'T STOP COMING!! ! " Nancy screamed.
"You are so tight. You are a fist gripping my dick," he said.
"You are a sword pumping raw pleasure into my loins," she said.
Nancy could feel her clit being battered with great authority. Mr. Mumm rode her pussy low as he pumped into her from the rear. He wanted the shaft of his cock to give the little girl's bleeding hole maximum pleasure. Nancy's clitoral foreskin was sliding back and forth across the pink erection.
Mr. Mumm curled his fingers around to the softness of her underbelly, still clutching her hips, pulling each time he stabbed forward. His loins slapped her reddened ass cheeks beating out the savage, wet tempo of the fuck.
Other than their vocal exclamations the only other sound was that of Nancy's pussy itself as the moistened tissues opened and closed.
Her pussy went squish-squash, squish-squash, squish-squash. Nancy found that she loved that sound. She felt once again as if she were going to pass out from the rawness of her ecstasy.
"YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME DIE! OH GOD! PLEASE HAVE MERCY ON ME! NO! NO! NO! YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME DIE, GODDAMMIT!" Nancy hollered.
"It shall only be a small death, my pet," Mr. Mumm said.
Mr. Mumm could tell that he wasn't going to be able to hold back for much longer. He could feel his horniness reaching the saturation point. He could think about baseball all he wanted and it wasn't going to make any difference. He had reached the point of no return. There was nothing to do but shift his hips into overdrive. He gave it everything he had and fucked Nancy Mermerstein's spasming poontang with reckless abandon.
Nancy could feel each orgasm becoming a little bit longer and a little bit more intense than the one before it. Her ecstasy was mounting.
She was being launched into outer space by the handsome man's missile-shaped cock. She was going on a long trek through the universe.
The pretty little black haired girl was losing touch with reality. She opened her eyes for a moment and her vision was blurred. Her eyes were filled with tears. They were partly tears of pleasure and they were partly tears of pain.
Then the handsome man stabbed his cock all the way into the girl's cunt. He stuffed her to the brim. He once again impaled her. She could feel his cock's erection gaining urgency.
Nancy could feel the inner walls of her pussy, and her inner labia, being forced to stretch a little further to take him. She thought she was going to burst open.
Nancy thought she was going to burst open with delight! He kept his cock inside her and she felt him spasm. He arched his back. He lifted his head.
He turned his face toward the ceiling. His balls rested on her mound. She had her back arched also, and there was a graceful curve from the small of her back upward to her buttocks.
She lifted her chest from the ink blotter and, noting this, Mr. Mumm immediately ran his hands under her body and took her tits into his palms.
He squeezed them roughly, hurting them, bruising them, and Nancy could feel herself snapping off her final orgasm of the fuck. She was pleased to find that it was by far her longest and most intense come of the fuck. She had gotten off so many times that there was no way she could have counted them all.
He squirted his jism into her. He filled her cunt with his cream. They were orgasming simultaneously. They felt as if there were one come and they were sharing its pleasures equally.
Then the moment of joy was over and reality filtered back into their brains. Her pussy was as bruised as her ass. The man's cock dwindled within her, and she could feel the inner walls of her pussy getting a chance to relax in the first time in ages.