Chapter 4
Behind the two-way mirror, Representative McHugh felt his stubby penis expanding painfully while he watched the young blonde's ravishment. He quickly refilled his camera with a fresh roll of film and sighted it through the glass, saliva forming at the corners of his wrinkled mouth. If this special night film was everything it was cracked up to be, he was going to get one hell of a set of photographs! Senator Blum was in rare form tonight, and when he got like this, he could fuck a woman to death!
Vicky Martin and the Senator couldn't have been three feet away from the mirror, and McHugh had had a full, unimpeded view while she was cajoled and seduced and finally stripped naked. The camera caught the rounded white moons of her buttocks as she'd vainly fought to preserve her virtue when her dress had been brutally removed. Then McHugh had snapped pictures recklessly while her brassiere and panties had been torn from her body and while Blum had run his hands blatantly over her cringing flesh, cupping her firm, molded breasts and teasing her pink-skinned vaginal slit. And now the oil-rich politician was clicking the shutter like a madman as Blum crouched over his nakedly splayed secretary, her still-stockinged legs trapped on the thick, soft carpet. Sock it to her, Alexander! McHugh groaned inwardly, small beads of perspiration forming on his brow from the lust-inciting action he was witnessing. Holy hell, what are you waiting for?
It was all Senator Blum could do to keep from shoving his blood-raging cock deep up into Vicky's cunt right then and there, impaling her the way he might a more experienced woman. But the desire to have this sweet innocent girl completely enslaved to him tonight-and any other time he desired her-made him slow his aching torment slightly and work her into a delirious state where she'd always crave cock, more cock, ever and ever. He rolled on top of her, rotating his hips so his rigid penis brushed against her moist pubic hair, and then he raised his buttocks up slightly so he could peer down between their naked bodies and see her upturned little pussy parted to his blunt, throbbing hardness, her wet, pink cunt slit invitingly open from the pressure of his thighs pressing tightly against her inner thighs.
Eyes wide open in abject horror, young Vicky struggled to squeeze her vaginal crevice closed, but it was hopelessly impossible. She watched him hunching over her, grinning down between her proud, upstanding breasts to where his long, thrusting erection prodded her swollen pubic lips with its massive round tip, like the head of an angry snake ready to strike a defenseless victim. The moistly gleaming flesh of her unwillingly stretched cunt was presented up to his momentarily poised cock like a sacrifice of prey. Then he flexed his hips downwards, and she whimpered soulfully in despair, twisting her arms in the grip of his hands. She felt the hardness of his fleshy manhood slide up and down the full length of her cringing vaginal slit, the bloated head pulsing as it insinuated itself with a teasing sensation through her soft blonde hair and along her sensitive pink lips. The lewdly erotic taunt thrilled her against her will, and involuntarily her hips bucked upwards in an automatic search for sexual fulfillment.
"Oh God, Senator! Oh God, don't do this to me!" she mewled before his humiliatingly pleasurable torture. "Nooooo . .," Senator Blum pushed down.
Vicky groaned as the furrow around her aching vagina was cruelly widened, and she felt the first electric tingle of his penetrating cock against her resisting hymen. "Agg!" she gasped from the blunt, pushing force of his erection. Blum flexed again, driving a little harder at the entrance to her virginity, and then gave a small, urgent surge, using his cock-head like a battering ram against her elastic maidenhead. Suddenly, the thin membrane tore, giving way to the relentless pressure, and with a pain so savage that Vicky emitted a high-pitched scream, she felt the wound of her virginity gush with blood.
The Senator never paused, but shoved again and sunk his entire penis deeper into her pain-skewered vagina, pushing the tender flesh of her inner pussy in rippling waves before it. There was no stopping him now, not until with a loud groan bursting from his own lips, his large hirsute testicles smacked heavily against the upturned cheeks of her helplessly spread buttocks.
"Yeeeeeoooowwww!" the young blonde girl squealed beneath him. His massively invading erection felt as if it were shredding her belly into a thousand pieces, sinking deep into her sensitive cunt like a sword slicing through a piteous enemy's loins. She tried to screw herself down on the carpet and evade his brutal impalement, her legs jerking uncontrollably and kicking into the air. But there was no reprieve, and she could feel the Senator's pulsating cock deep down in her cunt, filling every portion of it until there wasn't one small ridge of his spearing hardness she couldn't sense rubbing tightly against the moist warm sheath of her flesh.
"Ohhhhhhh! Ahhhhhggg!" she yelped, not caring who heard her so long as the searing pain which was burning her insides would cease. But Senator Blum pinned her flat with his arms and body, his rutting penis burrowing deeper with each motion, each stroke, bringing fire which rilled her belly and breasts. He was killing her! Lord above, how could any woman ever get pleasure from such outrageous hurt? She thought she was going to die from the unbearable pressure, and contorted her face from the agony of his vicious stab-bings, unconsciously flexing her cunt muscles in a futile effort to expel her unwelcomed invader.
But her defensive response only seemed to incite the older politician on, and he plowed his penis through the vainly resisting passage. He withdrew slightly and pumped downward again . . . then again. His plunging cock felt like a hammer tapping against her cervix.
"Oh," she grunted, "oh God, oh my God... stop! Stop!"
The Senator increased the rhythm of his pistoning strokes, but gradually the initial excruciating pain began to ease a little. Vicky still felt ripped and torn, but to her surprise, she discovered her vaginal muscles were starting to adjust to his lewdly skewering thrusts. Her breath quickened with the realization her cunt was relaxing a little around his punishing thickness, and strangely, beneath all the agony and mental torment, she began to feel the first tingles of masochistic arousal deep in her wildly straining loins. She found herself involuntarily undulating upwards to meet the cruel impalement, her cock-split thighs beginning to squirm of their own volition and twist around his warmly sliding penis with experimental cooperation.
"Ahhhh," she hissed through tightly clenched lips, as frightened of the new delightful sensations as she was of the old pain. She rolled her head from side to side, unwilling to believe what she was experiencing ... but with every sadistic thrust the naked man pumped into her aching pussy, the unwanted, unthinkable passions grew stronger and hotter in her belly.
"You're beginning to like it, my child!" Blum panted in mocking lust down at her, greedily enjoying the change from agony to delight as it spread unconsciously across her features. "You can't deny it-you like to be fucked!"
"Noooo," she insisted, even while panting and writhing more virulently now. Lord, her mind must have snapped from this horrid rape, even to consider liking to be fucked ibis way! Yes-and fuck was exactly the right word to use for this shameful mauling! But the jolts of delicious lewdness would not stop as Senator Blum surged his blood-hardened erection into her totally filled vagina, burgeoning and flaming until she could no longer deny the sensuous fires of arousal sweeping through her flesh. It was impossible, but she was actually reveling in the savage fucking she was getting! The Senator's cock was a hard, thick miracle raging up inside her tender loins and hurting her, but making her tingle deliciously at the same time from the tips of her curling toes to the top of her blonde head!
"You like it!" he grunted above her, his cock expanding and stretching her newly defiled pussy still more. "You know you like it, Vicky! Tell me you do! Go on-don't be afraid to admit the truth! You love being fucked, don't you?"
"Ohhhhhh, I ... I do!" came the surrendering cry. Yes! Yes, this was it! Somehow she'd never thought it would happen to her, and only last night she'd denied her boyfriend this same sweet heaven! Lord, she'd been wrong! She'd been wrong all these years when she could have been enjoying this sublime bliss! What a silly little fool she'd been! "Ohhhhh, Senator Blum, I do! I really do!"
The corrupting politician laughed with cruel contempt, feeling her wetly clinging pussy opening and closing in a pulsating beat as she tentatively undulated her hips up against him. Ahhhh ... his naive, nubile secretary now had her cherry popped, but she still had lots to learn! Love to fuck, did she? Well, she was going to love it all when he was finished with her . . . every lewd act she'd seen in those booklets, and more!
Blum initiated lengthy, savage strokes into her steaming cunt, the full hard shaft of his lust-incited penis sinking to the hilt in her insatiably welcoming belly. His shoulders pushed down against her and kept her secured in her helpless position, but it was unnecessary, for Vicky was thrusting more urgently up against him now in answering passion, her small white teeth nibbling his naked flesh as she cradled her face in the hollow of his corded neck. She sighed and moaned in straining response, the juices of her capitulating vagina flowing down between the crevice of her jerking, bucking thighs to pool with her hymen's blood on the carpet beneath her buttocks. Her flattened young body twisted and arched against him, her hands clutching hungrily at his back to pull him tighter over her, her legs widening so that the debauching Senator could plunge his evil penis lewdly between them to its fullest extent.
Representative McHugh crouched behind^ the mirror and recorded the complete corruption of the once innocent blonde on his film. He photographed breasts and cock and balls and the splayed wet slit of her wanton pussy in a series of full color shots, feeling twinges of jealousy as he watched their lust-wracked faces. He groaned to be out of there with them, his own hard cock quaking with animal desire as the two naked bodies fucked on the rug. Goddamn, but Blum's rucking her good! he wheezed as he snapped more pictures, capturing the senator's rakish penis ravishing Vicky's pinkly spasming cunt.
Vicky kicked out more wildly, delirious sensations causing cries of abandoned delight to tumble from her lips. She locked her ankles around his legs and willfully skewered her hot, moist pussy up the full length of his immense, ramming erection. Excited perspiration poured from every inch of her skin, and her fingers raked the pounding cheeks of his thrusting buttocks with her insatiable need to pull him deeper inside her belly. She rolled in heat, her sensitive vagina the inflamed center of newfound craving, wanting to experience every nuance of sex now-especially what she'd dreamed about while masturbating the night before, the delicious sensation of a man shooting his sperm up into her womb.
"Ohhh, Senator!" she whined. "You feel so good!"
"Then beg me! Beg me for what you want!"
"Ohhh, do it! Do it to me!"
"Not that way!" He choked impatiently. "Tell me you want me to fuck you!"
She moaned and whimpered at this further indignity, finally whispering hesitantly: "F-fuck me!" But then he levered again, and she screamed out in unquenchable passion: "Fuck me! Ohhh, Senator Blum, fuck me!" She was shocked to hear herself blurt such prurient words, but their very obscenity only seemed to urge her on, her drunken mind maddened by the depraved sensations boiling through her blood and sinew. "Fuck meeeee...!"
"Now, that's more like it! Yaass!" the Senator crowed, and he pistoned into her with all his strength. Vicky turned her face to one side so she could suck in the air her aching lungs required, panting with sexual frenzy while her mouth worked fish-like in gasping delight. Her eyes caught one Climax Illustrated booklet open nearby, and she stared at the thick cock pictured there fused with an eagerly hollowing cunt, and somehow she felt a new warm kinship with the unknown woman now that she'd discovered how that woman must have felt when the picture was taken. The obscene photo drove her on, and she chanted deliriously up at Blum: "Fuck, fuck, fuck me . . .oh fuck me and cum, fuck me and cum in me, Senator!"
"I will! I will!" he panted in response. "Fuck back harder! Oh, I'm almost there, my child! Fuck back harder!"
Vicky obeyed wantonly, for she was approaching her own orgasm and her body was more animal than human, twisting and contorting as she spread her thighs and bucked up crazily against the thickly battering shaft of the politician's cock.
She-eit, look at that little bitch go! McHugh thought in lascivious fascination while he stared at the lithely beautiful girl straining for her climax under the heavily fucking body of Senator Blum. He'd never seen anything so absolutely inciting in all his life! He cursed the additional time before he could sink his own angry aching cock into that hot young blonde writhing shamelessly on the floor, and his hands were shaking so badly he couldn't hold the camera steady! He was so all-fired heated up he couldn't even sight through the viewfinder and take a picture of their dimming! To hell with it! He couldn't stand this another instant! He had to join in and be a party to the ravishment of this innocent secretary, and if Blum didn't like it that was just too damned bad for him!
With a growl of insane lust, the elderly Representative stuffed his camera into the pocket of his jacket hanging on one of the hooks. Then, fingers trembling as if struck by palsy, he opened the door to the bedroom closet and staggered out in the direction of the living room, stiff-legged and gasping, his turgid erection leading the way like a wagging signpost.
"Wahoooo!" he cackled. "Ready or not, here I come ...!"
Vicky Martin was dimly aware that somebody else had entered the room, but it didn't matter to her at all. Nothing mattered except her deep, wet grotto of lust and the pistoning male flesh that was filling it. This was madness she had never dreamed about-a total surrender to the lure of the flesh, and her drunken mind reveled in her sinful debasement.
"Jumpin' jehoshaphat!" she heard a wheezy voice exclaim. "Look at little Miss Innocent climb your beanstalk!"
"I told you I'd deliver the right kind of goods, Jerome!" a Blum-like voice panted triumphantly. "I only care to send the very best, yaass!"
"You kept your word, Alexander, you sure did that! You've got my vote on the next three bills, no matter what they are! But don't fuck her to death, you goddamned goat! There's got to be some tender meat left on her bones when I take over!"
"Ha, so it got too much to just watch, eh, Jerome?"
"I was fogging up the glass so bad I couldn't see out here," came the waspish answer, though McHugh was careful not to mention the use of his camera. "For God's sake, cum, will you? Then let a man take over and show you how it's done!"
The puzzling conversation continued, the remarks becoming more lewd and gutterish. But it didn't matter to Vicky. She drove on unheedingly, almost ready to climax and unable to stop. Her secret desires, which she'd kept chained and guarded for so long, had been unlocked and set loose tonight like a pack of wild beasts, to ravage the garden of her mind and body. She wanted to exploit all of her brand-new passions, to saturate herself to the limit with the unfamflar sensations, and her now ravenously hungry cunt spiraled up the Senator's slipperfly plunging cock as she strove madly for the end. Then- "Ohhhh Lord! Lord, yes!" she screamed up at him. "This is it! I . . . I'm going to cum, Senator Blum! I'm going to cum!"
"And so am I . . . !" he chorused enthusiastically.
With a deep-throated howl, her naked body began to vibrate uncontrollably, lubricious secretions flowing from her throbbing pussy slit and drowning his impaling penis with mucous warmth. She reached frantically around under her squirming buttocks with both her hands to caress his slapping testicles as he heaved down between her wide-split thighs. She felt him spasm, sensing the muscles of his abdomen tightening against her bare skin, and she braced herself. Her first male cum inside of her! The first time a man had spurted his semen into her belly! She knew with an illogical flash that it wouldn't be her last, either.'...
And then the Senator's penis expanded and she could feel the thin tube running along the underside of his shaft bulging with his molten seed. He groaned and swore, and thick sperm splashed out deep inside her pussy, making her vaginal walls pulsate in rhythm to his surging throbs. The panting secretary shivered and blindly reacted, arching her back and clenching greedily at his ejaculating cock as her own ograsmic fluids spewed from around her nibbling cunt lips and rivuleted down over her thighs and buttocks. She felt completely void of all normal emotion as her paralyzing climax covered her like an obscene blanket, deadening her nerves and bones until she felt wrapped in miraculous joy. Her legs spasmed and then dropped from around his legs, splaying lifelessly while Senator Blum's cock trickled out the last of his cum. She sighed dreamily, lost in her just-discovered world of sensuality.
Well, she'd just been fucked for the very first time, and fucked very well, too! Her entire pubic area still throbbed with a dull continuous ache and her flesh wouldn't stop trembling from the overflow of passionate sensations which had changed her from a decent girl to a seething mass of wanton female flesh. She could never return to being a virgin, but she had to admit that she didn't seem to care that she'd lost her prized proof of innocence. In fact, as the very shamelessness of her abandoned behavior flickered hazily behind her tightly closed eyes, the mental images of her naked body craving for orgasm seemed to incite her dazed and drunken senses all over again. With subconscious desire, she began to undulate her buttocks in tiny lewd circles, squeezing her vaginal muscles against the rapidly deflating penis still nestled tight in her loins. She had milked it dry once, but spurred on by her new-found sensuality and the erotic stimulation this evening had provided, Vicky was gripped by the sudden urge to have Senator Blum's cock once more hard and long and fucking into her cunt. She lusted to feel his hot, thick sperm filling her yearning little pussy again until it flooded from her pussy lips and ran down her already smeared thighs. She wanted to wallow in lust again; wallow in her still fresh and unexplored streak of depravity.
"Again ... oh Lord, Senator, again!" she sobbed out with uncontainable frustration. But it was useless. As much as she rolled her hips around his softened penis, it would not come alive for her, its mastery lost over her unsated emotions. With a satisfied sigh of contentment, Senator Blum crawled from between her still gyrating thighs and flopped on his back beside her on the carpet.
"Please, sir! Please, fuck me again!" Vicky was writhing with unsatiated need, grinding her hips into the floor while manipulating her own fingers between her thighs. "Ohhh, please, I want to be fucked!"
"And that, toots, is why I'm here!" came a raucous, sniggering voice from close by. "Just you open your pretty blue eyes and take a gander at me, and you'll see a derrick that'll satisfy what ails you!"
"Wh-what?" Vicky gasped, and now she recalled the strange, ethereal voices she heard moments earlier while she climaxed. She leaned up on one elbow, her other hand frozen in its obscene position of masturbation, and turned her head to stare in the direction of the sound. She shook herself to clear the glaze of passion and fog of liquor which were cloaking her vision . . . and then she opened her mouth in horror, her face turning bright red in abrupt humiliation and dread at being found nakedly sprawled with Senator Blum's sperm still oozing from her pussy.
"Oh my God! Oh my God, no!" she gasped. "Oh God, it's Representative McHugh!"
"In the flesh, toots," the sixty-nine-year-old man snickered, coming toward her.