Chapter 15
"Noooooooo!" she begged. "Dear God! Not this!" Her shouts of anguish reverberated inside the suite. But located far from the other and insulated walls prevents her screams from reaching the other hotel guests. So her frantic behavior was largely spent for the benefit of her captor.
Davidson was enjoying himself immensely. His patented dildo was crammed as far into her asshole as it would go, where it vibrated its tingly message to every atom of her passion soaked flesh.
Wonderful pleasure poured through Jill's cunt and with devastating effect. The dildo sucked at her strength, pulling her vitality like a magnet to the center of her rectum. She was all bitch and all cunt and most important she was all slave to the steel cock throbbing in her bunghole.
"You do love it, don't you," said Davidson, proud of the progress his young nymph was making.
"Christ No! I'm coming unglued," she gasped. "I think .. . I'm . .. coming . .. yes! . .. COM-MMMMING!" Her words again shattering the eerie stillness.
Davidson watched, amazed. Her hips moved rigidly away from the sopping wet mattress, rising as if pulled by magic strings, then suddenly coming alive, shaking and humping and gyrating their animal mating dance.
Davidson watched the girl work through her orgasm and when she fell once more to the bed, exhausted by the rigors of sex, he was ready.
"You think coming is all there is to sex, don't you?" he asked her. He unzipped his pants exposing his cock. Jill looked up drunkenly at the erect penis before her face. He's big as his fucking machine, she thought... Look at all the prick. And he's going to use it ... on me!
He stood before her and ran the cock tip around her forehead and down along her cheek. When he glided before her mouth, her tongue lashed out catching the foreskin with a quick, darting blow.
"That's the idea," Davidson howled. His gimpy friend Benny had been right on the money. This chick would do anything for sex. Under different conditions, he would stick by his plan and keep her tied down until he's finished sexing her hole. But this girl was not the ordinary run of the mill hooker, spreading reamed out cunt holes for twenty bucks a crack. She enjoyed the sexing more than the money. So Davidson unfastened her bonds around her wrists. "Who are you anyway?" she asked. David chuckled. Indeed who was he! "A scientist. A research scientist, really," he lied. "Interested in sex."
"Like a doctor," she asked. "One of those sex researchers." She never suspected that an intelligent, well educated man would be interested in doing the awful things to her body. But in the past few days Jill had witnessed her father reaming out mother's asshole, and Jeff Stevens gang fucking her in a bathroom, not to mention Benny's golden shower back at her room. She'd seen a lot of surprising things in a short time period.
But none of the men in her life had ever excited her body in the way this overweight slob did. Jamming her sex portal with his wonder stick sent her into a screaming frenzy. And he had only just begun.
"YOU must promise not to stop your experiments," she said. "I will do what you ask. I'll be your slave and will not hesitate to take your machine into my cunt or my asshole. Til suck you and fuck you and excite you!! Please, all I ask is that you not leave me!"
Davidson thought the girl foolish to think he'd leave her. Not with his cock bleating like a fucking ram! He was not surprised by her about-face, for his sex dildo had done strange things to the minds of women. Bondage and humiliation, the two prerequisites to successful brainwashing, were the key to his success in sex. She was broken in spirit, her mind and body like putty ready for his molding and structuring.
To give Jill something to keep her occupied, he decided on some dick sucking. He asked her opinion.
"Oh, can I please you!" she giggled. She grabbed his shaft and frigged the drooping skin sheathing his member. "Cocksucking is more than just sticking a prick in your mouth and eating and sucking until juice-jets out. You frig the cock good like I'm doing here. That way your nuts get hot and steamy."
The girl knew her way around a man's prick, thought Davidson. It really felt good to feel her womanhood touch his cock.
"Sucking is hard too. I tighten my lips once you're inside and lick and suck with quick tongue movements. And while licking and sucking, you pump your hips so the cock goes in and out, like you're fucking my mouth. That's how a blowjob is supposed to be given!"
Davidson liked that. And he liked the way she talked, her gutter language exciting the more repressed portions of his mind. Certainly she could frig his cock well enough!
Jill worked him to a desired level of excitement, then plunged his penis through her parted mouth.
"Whaaaa Hooooo!" he roared. He was dizzy with excitement. Spontaneously he bucked his hips to the tunnel like hole in Jill's sucking face. Her tongue coated his prick with long, lashing strokes and his balls went wild when she stroked his scrotum. In and out his prick went, hard in time with her mouth sucking.
Jill loved his penis and almost went bananas sucking him down. The dildo was wedged tightly in her cunny and her sexual thoughts center naturally upon this wonderful sex object. "Please turn it on again," she cried. "Make it buzz in my asshole ... I want to go higher than I've ever done before!"
The intensity of her excitement was clearly expressed in the way she gobbled up his penis. The crazy Texas inventor realized that if he did not remove his cock from her mouth soon, he would not have the energy, much less the come, to finish off his experiment. Reluctantly he retreated from her face.
Jill was hot for some good sexing. She tightened up her asshole around the dildo and raised her eager hips. "Oh, please! I want it... have to have it ... right away ... just give it to me hard as possible!!"
Davidson looked at the round curve of her buttocks. So beautiful and wonderful to have under my command, he thought. This urged him into action, the throbbing tip wanting to find a home within her cunt lips.
He lay his great weight on the sagging mattress and raised young Jill above his erect cock, ready to sink into her twat.
He stroked her sopping cunt, reaming her soft hole with his finger tip. This was the first time he'd fucked a girl while subjecting her asshole to his crazy dildo. He wasn't exactly sure what to expect, but his cock throbbing for fun pushed him on.
"Yesssss!!! ... Ready ... Fucking ready!" Jill lowered herself down on the standing cock. The tip probed about, then finding her juicy entrance, parted her slot and Jill brought her full weight down, jamming her cunt with hard cock.
"Ohhhhh God!" Restricted by the neckties cutting into her ankles, Jill punched her hips, her mound ground against her dick sprout, sucking his stem, searching out his manhood.
Davidson was wildly excited and his fat body shook with outrageous joy. She squirmed her thighs and tightened her inner grip while he flopped back into the mattress, letting her cunt do the work.
God she was wet! And their lovemaking had only just begun. Her ripe, sex fruit gushed its fertile reward upon his pubic mound, lathering his crotch with the sweet perfume of her hole.
Her hips were churning and she was just beginning to savor her just rewards when it came time to feel even more manly sex plowing her sex field.
His come was boiling up and he wanted to feel what really hot sexing was like before he came. Reaching between her pumping thighs into the flapping flesh of her hunching ass cheeks, Davidson located the switch and flipped it on. A terrible hot flame roared through Jill's asshole, a horrible pain so big and all consuming that it seemed she would split in half.
A AAAAA A AAIIIIIIEEEEEE!!!!!!
Down the deserted hallway, Sweeney heard the savage scream. It was loud and intense, unlike anything he'd heard before. It sounded like a jungle beast roaring about, free from human captivity. He desperately wanted to run away, and he would have except his savage desire for sex pushed him on. Somewhere on the floor was the girl Benny had promised. And he was going to find her and strip off her clothes and fuck her savagely.
Another scream. This time a man's scream! He raced to the room 402. Christ, what was going on that would cause such anguished yelling. He tried the door. Locked. Suddenly another brutal scream and this came from inside. His cock was enormously stiff and whatever was going on inside, he wanted part of. His shoulder hit the door with a crash, splintering of wood. The momentum carried him half way across the room almost careening him off the shaking bed.
His sexual and physical energy brought to a peak, Sweeney stared at the sight before him, his thoughts scrambled with lust, anger and rage.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!" Jill's body rose up, shaking, bucking and thrusting madly. Her orgasm careened about her insides like an atomic reactor gone crazy. Her eyes stared at Sweeney's disbelieving face, her nose running snot, her tender mouth drooling slime. "Fuuuuccck!" No longer a woman, Jill was an animal. A squealing, screaming, fuck crazy animal that wanted sex so badly that she'd do anything-eat, suck, fuck anything to get it.
"What is going on!" he yelled, but she did not hear him. Only sex was the only thing she answered to. He watched her cunt slamming against the wilted cock beneath her, its salty cum message splatted across her stomach and across his crotch. The fat man's face looked up at him through the bars. The wide open mouth snarled an angry warning while the thick, red tongue lolled to the side. Over thick bushy eyebrows stared his sightless blue eyes. Sweeney did not know him. But in his 10 years of college and medical school he'd never seen a deader man, than the fat, slobbering mass under Jill's pumping body.
"AAAAIIIIEEEE!!!!" She continued to hump and buck her hips caught up in her own frenzied world, oblivious to the dead man or to Sweeney.
She had felt the come jangle in her cunt box like brass bells, and she liked the sound, wanted more. Had to have more sex. Her lips churned their ancient rhythm and her piercing screams were directed now at Sweeney.
"FUUUUUUCK MEEEEE!! FUCK ME GOOOOD!"
Sweeney could not see the hell of the dildo protruding from her ass channel. But if he had known about the buzzing intruder, it would have made little difference in his actions.
The little, innocent girl who had tantalized his fantasies for most of the school year lay naked before him, her legs tied to an ancient bed and her supple body screaming for the very thing he so much wanted to give her.
He unzipped his fly. Her mouth lunged up at his cock like a giant fish taking bait. The zipper parted, his penis shot forward.
"In the mouth, cunt!" he screamed. "Once I've come in your mouth, then we go to other places."
A still hush came over them. He hunched his prick and Jill sucked. Her lips felt so good around his fiery cock. He thrust again, more cock churning into her throat. Oh, her sweet tongue was nice lapping and sucking, he thought. His prick advanced with a jerking roll of his hips, the soaking wet shaft half way home.
Jill performed by instinct. She did not recognize Sweeney, but the long meat tube jerking in and out of her face tasted good. And her easy pulsating went well with the buzzing in her ass channel. Her mouth was moving rapidly baring down on the prick, sucking deep for the juices laying within.
Sweeney groaned. His nuts felt like boiled eggs. He wanted to come badly, he wanted to shoot his weeping dick into her face and catch the residue drippings of his hands
His days in Vietnam were coming back. The wonderful B-girls in their tiny skirts, eager for Yankee greenbacks. Tiny, doll like creatures with small, inviting cunts that never seem to quit. He loved Orientals. They did everything asked of them and then some.
He felt the same way about the nymph hosing his cock. He loved her too, loved her mouth, loved the way she went for his come fluid. And he was fucking hard, very hard. His dick pounded her sopping mouth with savage insistence. He lunged and heaved and bucked his hips a thousand ways corkscrewing his throbbing dick into every soft crevice.
And Jill didn't quit. Exhausted from her vigors, drained of her juice and her sex, she rose to the occasion. The dildo prodded her asshole as her mouth reached out-hot and wet-to suckle Sweeney's shaft.
"COMMING!" Sweeney was on fire. He stoked her gobbling lips and her drool only excited him to greater heights.
"COMMING!!"
Jill's cunt came alive. Her whole face roared with sex. Her asshole smeared with blood set the pace while her mouth sucked and her cunt constricted.
"COMMING COMMMING! AAAHIEEE!" Hips reared back, prick hard and erect, muscle tight as piano wire, Sweeney sank into her mouth in final, jolting thrusts.
The hot come swelled and burst into a flowing, hot running bath inside Jill's mouth. She gulped and swallowed and still the semen flowed.
Hips arched forward, Sweeney let her eat his dick. It rippled with the explosion of juice and the sucking of mouth coming together in one place.
Through the broken door came Kevin, Jill and Jeff, following the grunts and screams echoing through the hallway.
"Hey, what the fuck is this," said Kevin. Sweeney, only half back in reality could not explain it.
Sweeney pulled his limp dick from Jill's mouth. Kevin watched as a spindle of come dribbled down, soon followed by another. The terrible pain suddenly came alive in her asshole.
"Aaaiiieee!!!" her body convulsed as another orgasm spread through her body. Kevin ran to the bed and took the whole, ghastly sight in: the blood, the death, the whirring machine in her asshole, the come and the sweat befouling her body. He glared murderously at Sweeney, blaming him for the entire deed.
"Now wait a minute, kid," Sweeney pleaded backing up. "This is not my doing."
"Comming!" said Jill weakly from the bed. She coughed on the semen trapped in her windpipe. "Comming again."
There was only one thing to do. And that was to kill Sweeney. Kevin backed him against the window, his blood boiling in his veins.
"Let me make one thing perfectly clear," said Sweeney. Then before Kevin could touch him, a funny thing happened. Sweeney's wiry little body lifted suddenly in the air. All eyes were transfixed as the slow motion morality play reached its fitful conclusion. Sweeney screamed once. His body slumped, jerked as if shaken by an enormous arm, then fell backward, crashing once as he fell through the glass window and again when he smashed into the cement pavement six stories below.