Chapter 13
Overheated with wild sensations, Don could hardly wait to launch into the act of sex.
He looked down at his hard, swollen cock, then slid his body downward onto the towel that Joyce had been lying on.
She immediately slid her body over, stretching out on the sand as she looked over at Don, who lay there on his back with his fingers dangling over the tip of his blood-engorged cock. He moved his fingers with spirited zest up and down his lengthy phallic tool. The quicker that his fingers glided as he exercised them against his hard, blood-engorged member, the more overpowering his desires became. He knew that he just had to get his rocks off, and it made him feel even better to know that this beautiful woman was reluctant about the idea of having sex with him. This way he would teach her a lesson, force her to enjoy it.
"Come on over here," Don said. "You don't have to lie ten feet away. Come on, get over here and start massaging my balls. Move your fingers around. Play with my nuts."
Don impatiently pointed toward his swollen testicles, looking forward to the moment when Joyce would reach out and let her fingers glide against his seething nuts.
Her fingers reached down and ever so cautiously began to glide against his hairy scrotum. Her fingers worked slowly as the intensity within his blazing nuts quickly increased.
"That's the way to do it," he laughed. "We can start out slow. No problem there at all. Just as long as we build into bigger and better things."
By then Harold had handed the machine gun back to his trusted subordinate Orlando. Harold stood just a few feet away from the activity, watching in the manner of a clinically detached professional as he observed Joyce moving her fingers slowly against Don's bloated scrotum.
"Move your fingers a little faster," Don said. "That was good in the beginning. You teased me real nice that way. But let's start getting into it some more. Come on, move your fingers against my balls. Really dig them in. Come on, dig them real nice. Push those fingers. Ahhh, really let them dig. Really let them slide against my balls."
His legs began to twist and slide as she moved her steady fingers back and forth, allowing them to grind ever deeper as she planted them against his scorching nuts. The faster that her fingers manipulated against his seething balls, the louder his gasps became as he commanded more of the same kind of action.
"Now you're starting to learn how to do it," he said. "You're learning just the right pace. Come on, step it up. Slide your fingers over my hot nuts. I want that action. I want you to really fly with those fingers."
Her warm, sturdy fingers ever so accommodatingly picked up the cue. Joyce was afraid to do anything but exactly what was requested of her. If she in any way let on she knew just what she could expect to receive from this terrible beast of a man. He would slap her and beat her without question in the same manner as would the others. She was a captive and there was no question about it.
Don felt the tugging waves of anxiety in his intense cock and balls as his lover kept on manipulating with her quick fingers, allowing them to slide dazzlingly as she twisted them against his explosive nuts. All the while he could feel that much more in the way of swelling intensity as her fingers kept up their sharp, unswerving attack on his testicles.
"They're getting bloated with passion," he laughed. "That I like. Come on, faster. Faster. Faster."
Her commanding finger strokes continued at the same sharp, sturdy fashion. The more quickly that her fingers charged as she let them glide against his searing nuts, the closer that Don recognized he was being moved toward that ultimate moment when he would have to have his penis sucked to a fateful conclusion. He liked her swift, burning finger stabs, and by then his bloated balls had been pushed to their ultimate level of passion.
"Okay, now you can start sucking," he said.
As a means of showing her just how much he needed it, Don reached down with both hands and let his fingers glide over her fleshy buttocks. His fingers pressed sharply against her ass flesh. The tighter that he squeezed with both hands, the louder his gasping sounds became as he started to anticipate the juices splashing from the end of his hard, excited organ.
"Come on, suck me," he said. "Just let yourself go."
As Don lay back and extended his legs, he watched as his obedient lover sliced her tongue hungrily, letting it grind as it made twisting contact with his sweltering testicles. The quicker that her tongue charged as she moved it against his flowing nuts, the wider the smile that surfaced on his excited lips.
"You're all right," he said. "Okay, bitch, keep suck-mg.
As a means of instilling that much more desire in Joyce to please him, Don reached out and started to grab hold of her hair. He pulled and tugged at it, and all the while he stressed the importance of the rapidity of her tongue movements.
"Keep going," he commanded. "Come on, just suck my balls. Keep your tongue going. Ohhh, let it glide. Come on, slide it over my nuts."
Her blistering tongue kept up its captivating movements as she drove it back and forth, letting it glide against his hot balls as the saliva became that much more deeply imbedded on his sweaty testicles.
After she had sucked his balls for a few more minutes, Don decided that he was ready to be ass sucked. That would be the next step in receiving the ultimate in sensual joy and satisfaction.
"Come on, start eating out my ass," he ordered.
"You're really sounding savage," Orlando laughed. "You're getting as bad as me, Don."
"I've been around your enlightened example for long enough, Orlando," Don told him.
"I guess that's it."
"Of course it is," Harold chuckled. "Don has been influenced by Orlando."
Don extended his trembling legs, watching as his lover Joyce pifshed her determined tongue forward. He wanted to receive her spirited, crisp, twisting tongue strokes inside of his asshole.
Her piercing tongue pushed forward and she registered her movements in a sea of blissful desire. Joyce kept on moving her sliding tongue back and forth, driving it crisply as it worked its way deep inside of his smoldering anus. His ass cheeks kept sharply twisting as he responded to those hot, firm strokes. Suddenly his anal passage became like a blast furnace as he could feel the waves of vigorous intensity brought about by her wild sucking.
"Reach out and grab my balls," he sighed. "Go ahead, play with my balls while you're sucking my ass.
He loved the prospect of the double sensations, and as her tongue flowingly pushed with intensity, sliding with torpedo impact as she blasted it into his asshole, her fingers moved carefully as she gripped against his hot nuts.
"That's the way to do it," he said. 'The double sensations are great. Ooooh, suck me."
Her slashing tongue continued to maintain swift and solid momentum as she drove it with a surge of passion inside of his sensation-ridden anus. She squeezed sharply against his warm balls, and then, finally, she released her tongue altogether from his asshole. By then Don was ready for the main course. He would be sucked off, and he was looking forward to having this subservient sex slave drive her tongue up and down his bulging, flowing cock until the juices all spurted from out of the end of his wild and captivated organ.
"All right, start sucking me," he commanded. "Up and down my long cock. Do it and do it right now."
Don had fire in his eyes. It was obvious to Joyce that if she in any way failed to please him that he would not be the least bit reluctant to revert to violence.
And so she pushed her wet red tongue forward, letting it slide slowly as she moved it against the nud end of his solid, erect cock. Her churning tongue moved slowly at first, and as she kept up her pace, she kept grinding it against the full length of his bulging, fervent organ.
"You're showing some promise," he told her.
He watched as her tongue ever so smoothly worked up and down the base of his commanding organ. As she sucked his burning cock, Joyce reached down and grabbed hold of his sweltering testicles. Her fingers eased ever so slowly against them, then grabbed hold of them with great tightness as she kept on sucking his swelling cock, her tongue moving up and down the full length of it as she propelled him ever closer to that glorious moment when all of the juices would start to explode from the end of his blistering shaft.
"Hold onto my balls tighter," he gasped. "Go ahead, nice and tight. Ooooh, I love those finger movements. Keep sucking my cock. Drive your tongue. Come on, drive it."
Her tongue worked with searing precision as she rode it up and down his wild, inflated penis. The more rapidly that she kept up her commanding pace, the closer that he was driven to the blistering moment when the juices would have to be freed from the end of his hot prick.
By then he could feel the blazing intensity as it swelled within his sizzling nuts. Her steady finger efforts made it only that much more exciting a need for him to explode the droplets of his flowing cock juice from the end of his blistering, sperm-filled dagger.
"Keep it up," he said. "Your tongue's really blasting away. Just keep it up."
As she worked her pulsating tongue against his hard cock in the blistering sun, Don reached out with his trembling hands and moved his fingers up and down the small of her back. Joyce could tell from the manner in which he was ever so loudly panting just how close to the eruption point he had arrived.
His legs kicked back and forth and finally the sea of sperm started to descend from the end of his hard, ever-aware cock.
Don's hips and ass cheeks twisted assertively and he heaved loud, deep gasps as the flowing flood tide of his phallic fluid shot from the end of his inflamed organ and into her mouth.
He watched ever so closely, observing every movement that Joyce sent forth. A few droplets of his scintillating penis sauce rolled down the left side of her face.
"Stay with it," he said. "I expect you to take in every drop."
As a means of encouraging her, Don reached down and slapped at her firm ripe buttocks. All the while her tongue kept moving as she swallowed the final few drops of his passionate fluid.
"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Don grinned sadistically when it was all over.