Chapter 8
Susan's juices were leaking onto the cool metal of the fender now. Hank had the head of his cock firmly planted between the white, plump lips of her pussy, his fingers digging into her hips as he thrust.
"Ahhhh!" Susan's head banged the hood, her mouth flying open. She panted, clawing at the big man's shoulders. His cock had gone into her. She was sure of it. She could feel the hot, throbbing thing making her larger inside. And her juices smacked sexily when he pulled back an inch to thrust again.
"Ohhhhh! Ohhhh you're so big!"
Susan bent her knees then straightened one out again. The tightness in her hole changed when she did that, caressing the fevered knob of Hank's cock. She wondered how it must feel to him. It had to feel good. Because he was acting crazy, kissing her mouth like a maniac, his hands tracing the youthful curves of her body.
The car dipped under the force of the big man's movements. Again Susan heard the slippery, wet sound of her body being plowed open. She was panting hard now, tense from the slow penetration. She put a hand down to feel another inch of hot cock disappear between her velvety cuntlips.
"Yeah, baby, you like it! I know you like it."
"Uhhhh," Susan moaned, not willing to admit he was right. There was no feeling quite like it in her experience. The feeling of her dainty, dripping flesh being parted and stretched by Hank's huge cock. It seemed to wedge into her like some living creature. It had a pounding movement all its own, jerking upwards as Hank tensed his ass muscles. The jerking made her body shudder. It made the muscles of her cunt squeeze down around the hot prick that rubbed and teased her. That spongy, barbed head tortured her. Tortured her with a pleasure too intense to enjoy passively. When he held her adolescent hips with his big hands and punched his cock upwards into her belly, she gurgled deep in her throat and rocked her ass. More juice spilled onto the fender of Hank's car. He was rubbing her bottom around in it as he slammed up and under, driving his cock into the wet heat he was crazy for.
"You've got a million-dollar cunt," he panted, kissing her neck. He kissed her tits too and sucked one of her nipples between his teeth. Squirming, babbling under her breath, Susan felt the tickling heat of excitement that Hank could bring to her so easily.
"God ... ohhhh God, Hank, you're gonna stretch me!"
"Every time we do this, you'll like it a little better."
"Nhhhhuuhh, ohhhhh, I'm gonna come!"
Hank stopped fucking her then. He rested his big chest against her titties and kissed her slowly, deeply. His tongue made her start groaning and she had to put her arms around his neck, the chain clinking where it dragged across the car hood. But he didn't move his hips at all. Even though she couldn't stop squirming. She could feel that enormous shape up inside her! The head was throbbing, swelling out tightly against the mouth of her womb. She whimpered weakly, begging him to finish her off. Hank just smiled and kept still. But every few seconds his prick would jump inside her and Susan would begin to squirm frantically again.
"Whhhuuuhh, ohhhh Hank, do it to me! Make me come now!"
"You've got to learn a little self-control. You don't want to have a baby do you?"
"I don't care. Not now, I don't. I just want to make it tickle more! I'm going crazy!"
"You little nymphomaniac," he whispered, kissing her ear until she squirmed furiously.
It was as if she were using Hank's motionless cock to fuck herself with. She rode it up and down, letting the tight circle of muscles at the beginning of her hole caress the quivering hardness of his entire length. Hank held himself up from her body just enough to give her room. Her ass cheeks squeaked and slipped across the fender as she tilted her hips sharply to one side and then the other. Her breathing was ragged and wild and she kept sinking her small, white teeth into Hank's shoulder, trying to urge him to do what she needed so badly.
"Ohhhh damn you, why don't you fuck me."
"You're doing a pretty good job of fucking yourself."
"But ... but I need more!"
Now her cunt's opening was stretched out around the head of Hank's cock. She could feel that this part of him was a bit softer. As she squeezed down around it, it gave. Hank groaned. Susan squeezed harder. She could feel her muscles cutting into that tender, blood-plump barb. This time Hank let out a long breath and his fingers dug into her ass cheeks again.
"What the hell are you trying to do?"
"Make you fuck me."
Susan grinned and let her eyes flutter closed. She massaged the hot plum of his tip, letting her hole muscles ride up and down it. Then she squeezed it just under the flared ridge, squeezed it so hard that Hank made a funny sound deep in his throat.
"You'd better watch out or I'll shove ... "
"Do! Do shove it in me!"
"I'll shove it in so deep, you'll feel it in your mouth, little girl!"
"Try me! I'll chew it then and see how you like that."
Again Susan tightened her cunt muscles until they cut into the streamlined shape of his pricktip. Hank grabbed her as roughly and thrust his hips forward. The juicy sound of her pussy opening ahead of him was beautiful. She smiled and plunged her hips and took him, took him to the hilt.
"Ohhhh boy! Ohhhh keep fucking me Hank! I'm gonna come for sure now!"
That one penetration had started the itchy tingles. Her dainty flesh was spasming already as waves of excitement built along the insides of her thighs and across the sweaty firmness of her tummy. But Hank held himself deep inside her, making her beg for it again. She was nearly hysterical from needing a climax.
"I'll bring you off," Hank told her, "if you'll suck me after I'm through."
"Suck you?"
"Really suck me. Like you've never sucked before."
Susan was trying to stall for time. If she could just keep squirming, she could bring herself off. Hank's hot cock was throbbing so wonderfully inside her! If she could just keep rocking her hips, plunging her mound with that stiffness do deep in her body ...
"Cool down, baby," Hank drawled, "I'm not going to let you wriggle out of it that easy."
He caught the chain and wrapped it around her waist. Pushing her knees back against her body, he gave her legs a few wraps. Now it wasn't as easy for her to move so freely. She could only rock her hips an inch or so. His cock went on throbbing, teasing her with an ecstasy that was only seconds away, yet seemed impossible.
"I'll fuck you some more if you'll suck me. That's the bargain you'll have to agree to before you get to come."
Susan chewed her lip. She felt faint from being held there on the edge of the cliff so long. She had to have her climax. It was enough to drive a person crazy.
"Yess! I'll do Whatever you want!"
Hank finished her in ten strokes. The first caused her ass cheeks to harden, lifting her up from the car fender. The second time he pulled back and slid his throbbing prick into her pussy, she squealed and writhed in the tight wrap of the chain. Hank let it loose then, let her squirm in a hungry frenzy of lust as he fucked her three times, four times, five times.
Susan gasped and whimpered. She could feel every inch of his cock! She could feel the rippling flow of her insides, squeezing and clinging to the slippery hardness of his cock. She could feel her clit pounding as it stretched its beaded head up out of the fleshy protection of her folds. Seven times his cock had gone into her, now eight!
"Yoooooooooooooeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, Hank ... darling ... coming ... fuck me ... ohhhh!"
The car bounced under her as Hank's cock thrust for the tenth time. She was coming, crying out weakly as the bewitching throes went through her. She itched all over, itched in a wondrously exciting way. And her clit was exploding with its own sexy rhythm. Hank went on fucking her, letting his cocktip press against her womb each time, letting his mouth linger against her young breasts. Then he was carrying her around to the front seat, his cock still buried inside her.
She moaned weakly as he pulled his cock from her pussy. She knew how foolish she'd been to think she could ever come out ahead. Because she'd ended up begging Hank to fuck her. And though she could still tell herself that she wanted to get away from him, what would happen after she was alone?
"I'm taking you home, baby," he said, starting the car. "I want you to suck my cock where I don't have to get up and go anywhere once it's over."
"Could I have a drink, Hank?"
Hank had just picked up the bottle and dropped ice in a glass. He dug out another glass, dropped in another cube and poured her a generous amount of booze.
"I guess you deserve this."
"Why?" She took the glass, trying not to meet his eyes. He had a way of making her feel as if she really had nothing to be angry at. But she wanted to stay angry. Until she could find a way to get out of his clutches.
"For admitting you like to fuck. For begging me to do it to you on the car hood tonight."
"That doesn't mean a thing," she said, swallowing the cold liquor. He had taken off his shirt and in the light from the bathroom she could see his huge muscles. He'd taken off the chain she usually wore outside her room. She was surprised that he wasn't keeping the door of the room closed and locked. She made a quick calculation of how fast she could run and how quickly Hank might catch up. But since she didn't have the keys to the car, it was silly to even contemplate escape just now.
Hank dropped his pants and stepped out of them. His skivvies bulged like crazy. Susan took another slug of her drink. She felt Hank touch her neck as he walked behind her. He was unbuttoning her blouse now, letting his palms slide down over her titties. She sighed, unable to bottle up the disquieting emotions each touching always started.
"You're made for sex, you know that?"
"Made for sex?"
"Yeah. Made to be made. Made for fucking." He laughed. "And sucking."
He was working at her panties now. He pulled them down and fondled her plump mound. It was still sore where his cock had penetrated her so deeply. She knew she'd never be as small as before. And now that he'd pushed his cock into her cunt, Hank wanted to push it into her throat!
Hank got onto his back and pulled Susan onto him in the sixty-nine position. She'd heard of such things, but never guessed that she would be expected to perform at such an young age.
"Muuhhhh!" she gasped, as his mouth pressed hotly against her cunt. He opened her with his tongue, gently petting each dainty fold, finding the sensitive places around her hole. Then he began to fuck her slowly with his tongue. It was an entirely different feeling than the incredible fucking she'd had with his cock. This seemed hotter and slower and more tantalizing. And throbbing against the underside of her chin was Hank's damp, hard prick. He moved his hips as if to urge her to reciprocate the licking she was getting.
Lifting the heavy shaft with trembling fingers, she gazed with shock at Hank's blood-darkened tip. His foreskin half covered it and she slid the white flesh back to expose the tip completely. It was glossy with his sex juices and the slitted opening at the very tip end was slightly open. She shivered to imagine that thing all the way inside her mouth. But Hank was licking her pussy furiously now, smearing his open mouth up and down her fevered slit. She was pulled into the frenzy of the moment. With a whimper, she tossed her head and let her parted lips slide gingerly across the hot, taut knob.
Hank groaned loudly and his ass shivered as he held it up off the bed. Grasping his cockshaft with both hands, Susan let her long fingers squeeze down as she lapped at the head of his cock like it was a lollipop. She could see how wet she was making it. Her saliva dripped down over her knuckles as she continued to wet and caress him.
"God damn ... " Hank gasped.
Despite her fear of actually sucking Hank's enormous prick, Susan's heart pounded harder when she knew that she was exciting him. Before this it had been more one-sided. She'd been the one who'd been seduced and toyed with and teased until at last she'd lost control of her pent-up lusts. Now she felt for the first time as if she had some control. When she curled her tongue against the plump lobes of Hank's barb, he trembled and panted and ate her pussy more hungrily than before.
The returning thrills made her all the more eager to make him lose his cool. She pushed her long hair out of her face and stared at the throbbing shape an inch from her face. She nuzzled it, smelled it gently as she used the tip of her nose to caress him. This too excited Hank. He started murmuring her name and thrusting his hips around. Susan smiled. She looked at the head of his cock in a different way now. Instead of being so frightened of its size and potency, she saw it as a key to using this big man.
She opened her mouth then and let her small, white teeth slide up to where the flared ridge bulged out. She began to chew him, gingerly of course, but hard enough for him to know what was happening.
"Suzy baby! Ohhhhh Christ! Christ!"
She chewed slightly harder, licking at the same time, smearing his cockflesh with hot spit until the big man was shivering with passion. And the way his cock throbbed! She had felt it doing that in her cunt. But now it was as if she held the secret of life between her lips.
"Uhh, uhhhhhh," Hank moaned, still burrowing his face against her dripping pussy.
Now Susan found more courage. She slid her lips down around his tip completely. Then she swathed him hungrily with her tongue until he grunted weakly in his throat, his belly heaving with the excitement she gave him.
She had soft, full lips and she let them slide out around his tip as she brought her head back, then tightened her mouth as she pulled down over the pulsing, fevered swelling again. She did this slowly, counting off the seconds to keep the tempo of her loving the same. Hank stopped breathing, his face nestled between the hot outer lips of her twat. Her own cuntflesh was throbbing too, pressing against his open mouth and chin. She moved her hips slowly, rocking her mound up and down, massaging the bump of her clit against the tip of his tongue.
Then she was using her own tongue ever so teasingly. As the firm, soft circle of her lips slipped back and forth over Hank's cockhead, she fanned the underside of his shaft with soft licks.
One of her hands slipped back to cradle his balls. She sunk her long fingers into the squishy sac, searching out one orb, then the other. As she did this, she dared to take more of his cock.
Susan jerked a little when his cocktip brushed the roof of her mouth. But, though it was very close to her tonsils, she hadn't had the urge to gag. Was it possible for her to go that deep and somehow control her natural tendency to choke? She thought it worth a try.
"Susy, you're incredible. I didn't guess you knew anything about ... uhhhh ... this!"
Now she could feel it. Huge and hot and pulsing. It brushed her tonsils and for a moment she panicked and closed her throat. But she calmed her racing heart and tried again. Her tongue flicked nervously across the hardened flesh of Hank's prick. When the smoothly rounded head went between her tonsils, she let them close softly around it. The big man began to tremble like a baby.
"Ohhhhhhh honey!" he sighed, hardly able to concentrate on the tender mess of her young pussy.
Susan was amazed and excited at the way she was controlling her urge to gag. If she just relaxed and told herself not to she didn't choke! Hank's cocktip was well past her tonsils now. She felt it plowing softly into the heat of her throat. The underside of his prick was on top, of course, since they were lying upon each other, head to tail, but that made her able to rub that part better now. She tilted her chin upwards so that her neck was straight. Slowly, inching carefully forward, she let his thick prick ease deeper.
"God! Susy, how can you do it?" Hank growled and held himself still. She knew he was resisting the desire to start fucking. He wanted to feel her taking him in rather than spoiling it by making her gag. And she was taking him in! Her lips were only an inch away from his balls now. Then, less than that. Finally, his swollen cocktip stopped halfway down her throat. She swallowed slowly and carefully, letting her tongue curl around his shaft.
"More, baby! A little more!"
Susan's eyes were wide with surprise. She was surprised not only that she'd almost swallowed the head of his cock, but at the fact that she could control her instincts so easily. When she kept her mind from it, she had not the slightest urge to choke.
Gingerly she closed her fingers around one of his balls and pushed it toward her mouth. Opening her lips slowly, she took the hot orb in. Then, just as gently, she lifted the other one and let it slide behind her teeth. Now she had all of him. Ten inches of throbbing cock, half it down her throat. Her chin was pushed out as far as she could to diminish the angle. Hank was shaking like a leaf. She curled her tongue around him again, wishing she could reach his tip. But maybe her swallowing was exciting that part of him. Because every time she did, he groaned as the velvety muscles of her throat squeezed and caressed his cock.
"Baby doll," Hank panted, his body suddenly rigid, trembling violently.
The hot spurts came suddenly. Susan's eyes bugged out as she felt the cream boiling out of the big man's prick. She calmed herself, making sure she kept swallowing. Some of the hot foam boiled up into her mouth, but she didn't gag. She just kept gulping, kept driving her tongue into the softness of his ballsac. Hank wasn't plunging or raping her mouth. Maybe he was too cautious to do anything so risky. Because she had all of him, every inch. And her teeth were cutting into the base of his cock as he unloaded spurt after spurt of hot sap.
The stuff was gurgling deep in her throat now. Susan pulled her head back, letting Hank's balls flop free, then an inch or two of cock. She had his tip back in her mouth now and could use her tongue to snake and curl around his knob. She began to bob, pretending her lips were the beginning of her cunt, squeezing down tightly to make Hank think the same. A fresh gush of hot cum rushed out. She kept swallowing, swallowing the steamy, slick stuff down.
At last the trembling man relaxed and sank down into the mattress. He was breathing hard and his eyes were closed. Susan eased her mouth from him and swung her long legs off the bed, her cunt coming free of his mouth with a slippery sound. But still Hank didn't budge.
Was he sleeping? Was he just passed out from the pleasure of it all? Susan fished in his pants pocket and found his car keys easily. Still Hank didn't stir. Susan picked up her clothes and tiptoed from the room. She was sure that he'd jump up at any second and drag her back. But he didn't. Was he playing a trick on her?
"Oh God, just let me get out of here without him waking up."
Susan pulled out of the yard and drove to the stop sign at the country road before she dared to start breathing regularly again. A dribble of warm cum was beginning to dry on her chin and she rubbed it off with the back of her hand and swung south towards town. She couldn't dare take his car out of the state. It would be better to get a bus with the money she'd kept aside for such emergencies.
"He'll never suspect I'm gone until I'm on the bus. How could he catch up with me now anyway?" Susan started laughing. But her mood didn't last long. By the time she saw the lights of town, she was feeling strangely depressed. Her cunt ached for the climax she hadn't quite reached. And the taste of Hank's cum in her mouth made her remember how he'd trembled and moaned when she'd taken his cockhead down her throat.
"I don't need him. I don't need any man. All they want to do is stick their big old cocks into a girl!"
Just the thought of this made her shiver. And her cunt throbbed harder than before. Susan clenched her teeth and drove on. But her heart was beating faster. She was thinking of that enormous staff of rigid flesh that was Hank's cock. She remembered how incredible it had been to lick him, to let her mouth ride up and down over the bulging tip. Then she let the reverie complete itself as Hank threw her onto her back, held her knees apart and sank his throbbing hard-on into her young cunt.
"Ohhhhh shit!" she whimpered, putting a hand down under her dress. She dug at the swollen wetness of her pussy, getting under her panties so that she could bring herself off quickly. But whenever she thought she might be getting close, she remembered how much better it was when Hank's cock was firmly planted in her tight, young hole.
"What's wrong with me? I can't go back. I can't admit that I want the very man who held me captive for one whole week," she whispered. But her cunt ached and her nipples tingled as she thought of Hank sucking them.
At the city limits sign, Susan cursed again and pulled over. She was shaking like a leaf. She gunned the car, made a screeching u-turn and headed back toward Hank's place. She drove fast, talking to herself all the way. She jerked the car to a stop in front of the house and ran inside. She took the stairs three at a time, her legs working hard. Down the hall and into his room. Hank was on his back in the middle of the bed, looking just like she'd left him.
"Hank," she moaned, tearing off her clothes, "Oh Hank, I want to fuck you!"
He opened his eyes, a smile breaking slowly across his face. "I figured you'd be back. But I didn't want to stop you if you really wanted to go."
"Oh Hank, darling!" Susan pressed her open mouth over his, her tongue flitting in and out between his teeth. She was on top of his huge, muscled body. Her thin fingers fumbled at his cock, felt it coming to life. As it stiffened, she rubbed it excitedly against her steamy, slick cunt. Her muscles parted around the tip. She bucked her hips once, twice. With the third plunging movement, she skewered herself and a shivery thrill went up her spine. She brushed her small tits back and forth across Hank's chest as she rocked her hips, backing down upon the rigid shaft of his prick. It was going into her so wonderfully!
"I want to stay with you! I want to give you what Elaine never did."
"You've already done that, sweetheart." Hank covered her asscheeks with his big hands and moved his hips in a slow circle under her. Happy and babbling, Susan arched her back, her bottom dancing and plunging as she fucked herself into a breathless frenzy on the big man's cock. As she came, their tongues fought and she moaned his name again and knew, for the first time in her life, that she was going to be happy for a long, long time.