Chapter 2
"Turn around, baby," Thad ordered the lust-crazed redhead, "I'm going to give you the best damned ass-reaming you've ever had!"
Chris pulled her body around so that she was laying on her stomach, her ripely succulent ass naked and defenseless to him. With one quick movement she pulled her knees up so that her smoothly rounded twin asscheeks were waving invitingly in the air. Her swollen breasts were pushed down against the disordered covers on the bed and she ground her nipples against the rough material of the blanket.
"Mmmmmmnnnn," she moaned looking over her shoulder and down her back to see Thad climbing up behind her. Her whole cuntal area was burning with a warm fiery sensation and she could hardly wait for him to shove his jerking cock deep up inside her hairless little puckered hole. "Hurry, baby, hurry ... I'm burning up!"
"Take it easy, honey," Thad replied, staring down at the luscious sight of her moistened cunt and dark-brown anal opening between her smooth white thighs. He let his hands come down on her smoothly churning buttocks and massaged the resilient flesh wantonly, stroking every inch of the ripe twin orbs. Then, with mounting excitement, he let his thumbs slip down into the crevice between her ass cheeks and felt the film of heated perspiration there. "You want me to put something on my cock' first?"
"No, just shove it in," Chris said, almost out of her mind with desire. She wiggled her ass backwards and forwards, spreading her thighs apart and contracting her cunt at the same time.
"Okay, honey, here it comes," Thad murmured, moving up into position behind her, the throbbing knob-end of his blood engorged prick pressing squarely against the tiny, jelly-wet opening of her softly puckered anus.
The lovely dancer flexed her knees, spreading herself still wider and humped back against the obscene intruder ramming against her hairless rectal opening. The cords of her neck stood out with her straining, and then, the tiny hole opened like a reluctant mouth, and she gasped with ecstasy as the sphincter miscle relaxed entirely and the blood-filled cock-head popped up inside her.
"Aah ... aaaaaah!" Chris groaned. Then she began to rotate her ass in sensuous circles as the hardened shaft of male cockflesh moved relentlessly forward.
Thad was trembling with anticipation as his lust-bloated cock slowly sank into the smooth-muscled flesh of Chris' lewdly upthrust anus. Unbelievably, the red-haired dancer was taking it without a whimper of pain, even urging him on, enjoying the immense penetration.
"All the way, baby," she pleaded. "Go deep ... deeeeeeep!"
With a sudden lunge forward, Thad buried his heated cock up inside her steaming asshole. The final lunge made Chris whine softly and her face went momentarily white with pain, and then she began to undulate back against him, her buttocks quivering wildly, screwing back against the sperm-slickened shaft which impaled her. Her features became clouded with passion and need as she slowly rotated her cock-split ass in an ever-demanding rhythm. With each brutal stroke she let her breath out noisily, and as Thad drew back, it seemed to him that her asshole was turning inside out as it gasped his retreating cock.
With a lustful cry, Thad lunged forward and buried his heated column of scalding cockflesh deep up inside her churning asshole, reveling in the tight contractions that brought madly exciting sensations to his whole body.
"Get that ass working, baby," he commanded the wildly bucking young dancer. "I'm going to drive my cock so far inside you it'll be coming out of your mouth!"
"Yeh ... fuck me ... fuck my asshole!" Chris moaned, reaching around her long lovely body and pulling her buttocks further apart, stretching them as Thad's hard-muscled body slammed into her. She felt his lust-swollen balls slap brutally into her naked, upturned cunt, bruising her pinkly glistening cuntal lips with the intensity of his movement. She was almost overwhelmed with a savage sexual excitement as his huge, hot cock traveled the length of her wetly contracting anal passage, almost but not quite coming out with each cruel stroke, then fucking forward until it rammed in again and she could feel his wiry pubic hair rasping her tender buttocks.
Chris loved the mixture of pleasure and pain that Thad was bringing her with each soul-shattering stroke of his powerful cock. She wanted him to split her apart with his huge prick, to make her scream out with agony! She wanted him to degrade her, to make her his slave, to take her as she had never been taken before. Nothing else mattered except the brutal in and out of his wildly pistoning penis in her tight, hairless asshole. She could hear him laboring over her, smell the warmly pungent aroma of his perspiration as it dripped down onto her naked back, and the sounds and odor of his naked lust aroused her even more. Accommodating her writhing body to his, the totally aroused young redhead began moving back to meet his animal-like thrusts, twisting her pelvis obscenely up and down, and grinding it against the bony base of his shuddering organ.
The intensity of his fucking was painful, but that was the way she liked it. She was in control of the pain, and could temper it until she had exactly the right blend of ecstasy and torment. She knew, too, that Thad was enjoying this cruel ass-ravishing as much as she was. Oh God! she thought, flailing her head about on the pillow, on the verae of complete sexual satisfaction, don't let him stop! Don't let him STOP!"
"Oh, baby ... you ... feel sooo goooood!" she gasped, driving her body back to meet his latest lunge forward.
Gripping her smoothly churning buttocks with his fingers, Thad leaned back, relishing the way her asscheeks danced up and down in lewd rhythm with his impassioned sodomizing of her asshole. He'd never seen a woman like this, totally consumed with passion, driving herself against him in mad frenzy, her lushly voluptuous body bouncing and jiggling uninhibitedly as she strained to take more and more of his glistening cock deep into her bowels.
Shifting his position again, he forced himself forward until every inch of his massive prick had disappeared into the madly contracting hole, the lust-engorged cockhead battering far up in the warm, buttery depths of her rectal passage as though it were in soft bread dough.
Chris reveled in her luridly splayed position, using all of her strength to lift her firmly rounded buttocks even higher. It thrilled her to be taken this way by a real man! She wanted to be used like a slut, to have him master her completely!
"Oh, baby," she moaned, "that's it! Harder! Hurt me! Make me come! Shove that wonderful cock of yours deep! Farther! FARTHER! OH! OOOHHHH!"
Her incoherent babbling drove the handsome sodomist wild with excitement. He lost consciousness of everything except the burning need to hammer his mindless weapon into her wetly heated asshole until it brought them both the obscene pleasure they needed. He had conquered her, made her entirely his, and as the two fevered bodies rocked lustily back and forth, their coupling became like a contest, a battle of wills, equally matched in the intensity of their desire.
"Move it ... move it ... shake your ass!" he snarled viciously, tearing into her shuddering anal opening with all of his strength.
Deep inside his heavily swollen testicles, which slapped lewdly against her upturned cuntal slit, he felt his seed gather achingly, painfully, churning and boiling in its subterranean shelter, like a volcano about to erupt. His feverishly aroused young partner also sensed the uncontrollable spasms in her steaming depths which made her legs tremble and her loins quake wildly.
Suddenly she snaked her hand down between her legs and began to strum her meaty little clitoris, increasing the almost overwhelming sensations that were racing through her. An electric jolt of passion-inspired pleasure surged through her loins and she almost collapsed from the combined raptures of her own finger playing hungrily with her pleasure-filled clitoris and the savage cock ripping into her lust-tortured anal passage.
Suddenly they were there!
Their bodies went out of control entirely, overwhelming them with a will outside their control. The first smooth jet of white-hot come shot out of Thad's frantically jerking penis and traveled far up into Chris' wildly clasping rectum as his whole body shook uncontrollably. The thick male sperm triggered an explosive response in the lovely young dancer's warmly clasping inner flesh. She felt as though she were suddenly launched into a dream world beyond the boundaries of her mind. It was all she could do to keep from flying apart, from screaming out her ecstasy as they soared together up and out in a rapturous maelstrom of delight unlike anything either of them had ever felt before.
Their voices mingled in shrieks and gasps of pleasure and delight as their mutual coming went on and on, seemingly endlessly. Just as it seemed about to subside, new waves seized them, taking them again and again to the last threshhold of obscene pleasure, letting them float serenely on an ocean of rapture.
Gradually, their excitement began to abate, and they drifted gently back to reality, back to the disordered bed. Thad fell heavily forward on Chris' moistly trembling body and they lay there for a long time, panting with exhaustion, eyes closed and only semiconscious. Chris could feel his wonderfully powerfully cock begin to soften inside her and she moaned with frustration, unwilling to let him go. Finally, after one last stroke that bathed her in a lovely, sensual afterglow, his rapidly dwindling cock slid out, leaving a sticky trail of male come on her perspiring asscheeks.
With a last gasp of total sexual satisfaction, they fell apart and, locked in each other's arms, went to sleep.
Thad sipped his coffee slowly the next morning, watching the lithely voluptuous young dancer dress. She pulled her skimpy panties up over her flaring hips, hiding the red triangle of soft pubic hair with its cuntal cleft from his eyes.
"I don't see why we have to get out of bed and rush off to meet these friends of yours," she complained, pulling her bra on and hooking it. "I mean, what's the big deal?"
Thad eyed her nervously, some of his anxiety coming back in the clear reality of daylight. He had told her only that he was taking her to meet some friends, unable thus far to tell her about the supermarket holdup they had planned for tomorrow.
"It won't take long, honey," he replied, finishing his coffee and putting the cup on the bedside table. "Besides, this little meeting could mean some heavy bread for you too. Interested?"
She stopped dressing suddenly, her eyes and ears giving him their full attention. If there was one thing in the world that Chris loved almost as much as fucking it was money. Just the suggestion of her-picking up any made her excited. Counting the sixty dollars that Bernie had given her last night, her entire bankroll was less than two hundred dollars, hardly enough to live for the next month, let alone pay her bills.
"Sure I'm interested," she replied, coming over to sit down next to him on the bed. "How much money are you talking about?"
Thad stared at her intently, wondering if she could be trusted. His mind was filled with dread about what he was going to tell Chico. There was no telling what the vicious ex-convict might say if he suddenly showed up with Chris instead of Mary. But, at least it was better than having to call off the job entirely. He cleared his throat nervously.
"How does five thousand sound to you?"
"Five grand? Are you kidding me or something? I'd sell my fucking mother for half that!" Chris said earnestly, her face suddenly contorted with greed.
"Well, I don't want to buy your mother, but if you help me and my friends pull a little job tomorrow you can pick up the five thousand with no sweat. With the money I get for my end you and I could both split for Frisco and live it up for months! Will you do it?"
For a moment Chris was hesitant, but her avarice soon overcame any doubts she might have. She smiled brightly and kissed Thad on the cheek.
"Lead the way, baby," she said brightly. "I guess last night was lucky for both of us, wasn't it!"
Thad glanced down at the clock and saw that it was almost ten-thirty. With a sigh of resignation, he pulled himself up out of the bed and began to dress.
In under a half an hour Thad and Chris wure driving out Sunset Boulevard toward the ocean. Chris had insisted that he put the top down on the old convertible, and her hair was blowing in the wind. The hot California sun beat down on them as loud rock music blared from the radio.
Suddenly, Chris reached over and turned the volume control knob of the radio until the music was hardly more than a faint hum.
"Don't you think you should tell me a little something about this job I'm going to do?" she asked, turning on the seat so that she was facing the handsome Thad.
Reluctantly, he began to talk as he drove.
"Well, you're going to find out soon anyway, so I might as well fill you in on the details. I met Chico and his friends about two months ago in a bar on Hollywood Boulevard. You know how it goes, we got to talking and drinking. I'd been out of work for about two months, I guess ... the company I worked for just up and folded one day. You know how bad things are now ... shit, people are begging for jobs. The girl I was living with was working but what she made hardly paid the damned rent."
"Is Chico the guy we're on our way to see now?" Chris asked, interrupting him.
"Yeh, and he's a damned tough customer, so don't act wise around him," Thad answered. "Anyway, I told Chico about being out of work and almost flat on my ass and he offered me a way to make a little money. He said he had this friend who needed somebody to run stolen cars across the border into Mexico. Fuck, I know how risky it was, but I was desperate and the job paid two hundred for about ten minutes work. I'd meet a guy in San Ysidro and he'd give me the keys to a stolen car. I'd drive it across into Tijuana and then take the bus back. It was a snap, and I'd have two or three trips a week."
"It sounds like nickle and dime shit to me," Chris said. "I mean, fuck, you were risking two or three years in prison for a measly two bills!"
"Don't you think I knew that?" Thad'said angrily. "But I needed the bread, and I could take the two hundred and buy a little coke on the other side. That way I could turn the two hundred into a grand easy. But someone in Tijuana ratted on me and the border patrol nabbed me about three weeks ago."
"You got caught?" Chris asked in amazement.
"Yen ... I mean, they caught me coming across to this side but I didn't have a damned thing on me ... zilch! They questioned me for about twelve hours and then had to let me go. But the point was that I couldn't go across again with the cars."
"What did you do then?"
"Well, Chico said not to worry because he had a big score coming up. Apparently he's been casing this supermarket in Malibu for several months. Every Friday they deliver about fifty thousand to the manager for the weekend. You know, for cashing checks and things like that. Chico's got it all planned. We slip in after the money wagon has delivered the bread. We pick it up, plus whatever they've already got, and then we split up the coast to this shack that Chicao has in one of the canyons."
"But where do I come in?" the lovely redhead asked, alarmed now at the thought of a robbery of this size.
"You wait outside in the getaway car," Thad said, laying his free hand on her naked knee and squeezing it reassuringly. "You get five thousand for your part. The whole thing shouldn't take more than an hour. And Chicao is going to give you your share as soon as we get to his shack. My car will be there, so we can count our money and be on our way to Frisco almost before the fucking pigs have been called!"
"Christ, I don't know," Chris said nervously. "I didn't think you were going to do something like that!"
Thad suddenly swerved the car and pulled over onto the shoulder of the road, leaving the engine running. His eyes were steely as he looked at the young girl.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, honey," he said, his voice cold and controlled. "What the fuck do you think this is, some sort of game? I spilled my guts to you and you're going to do exactly as I tell you. I'm not taking a chance now of you're queering this deal for me, understand?"
Chris was thoroughly frightened now. The way he was looking at her made her realize that he meant every word of what he said. Then, unpredictably, his face softened and he was smiling at her as he squeezed her knee again.
"Hey, don't look so fucking frightened," he said, laughing at the look of terror on her face. "Look, kid, we both need the bread, right?" He paused and waited for her to nod her lovely head. "Well, in about twenty-six hours we'll have a bundle between us! There's absolutely no danger for you. You just sit in the car and wait for us to come out. Then, you drive us about five miles and pick up five g's. What could be simpler?"
Chris' mind was racing, filled with dread images of herself arrested and behind bars for the next several years. Christ, she thought to herself, how did I ever get into this mess? Still, it was a hell of a lot of money-much more than she could make hustling in San Francisco. What the hell, she suddenly decided, putting all of her fears out of her mind and smiling back at her handsome companion, five thousand bucks is nothing to sneeze at!
"Don't get your ass in an uproar," she laughed. "I'll drive your car for you. It's the least I can do after that terrific time we had in bed last night!"
She reached down and turned the volume of the car radio up again as Thad pulled back out onto the boulevard. Twenty-four hours, she thought happily, already thinking of ways to spend the money, just twenty-four little hours and I'll be rich!
Thad turned right at the ocean and they drove up the crowded Coast Highway toward Malibu. Seeing all of the half-naked, deeply-tanned young girls in their bikinis along the roadway made Thad's cock swell, and he lewdly remembered the wild night of fucking the redheaded young dancer. Never before in his life had he encountered anyone who so obviously loved to fuck. And the erotic images of her nakedly twisting buttocks as he sodomized her spread a warm, sensuous glow throughout his loins. He hoped that Chico wouldn't keep them too long on the run-through for the robbery. Every nerve in his obscenely straining prick was anxious to get the voluptuous Chris back into bed and resume their wanton lovemaking.
They drove straight through Malibu and then turned off on a narrow dirt road about two miles north of the beach colony. As he navigated the rut-filled road, Thad's nervousness was coming back and he prayed that Chico would accept Chris instead of Mary as their driver. His palms were beginning to sweat and he wiped them on the thighs of his trousers.
"Christ, this place is sure secluded!" Chris complained, staring up at the towering old oak trees as they rose in altitude.
"Yeh, Chico likes a lot of privacy," Thad replied. "Besides, this spot is perfect for us to split up the money and ditch the getaway car. No one ever comes up here except a few hippies looking for a place to smoke their dope and have their orgies."
Suddenly the road turned abruptly and there was a cabin in sight a few hundred feet ahead. Chris could see a thin wisp of smoke curling up from the chimney, and a late-model car parked in front of the door.
As they pulled to a stop in front of the cabin, Chris could see how ramshackle it really was. The wood was weather beaten and rotting, and cobwebs hung like torn lace over the cracked wirf-dows. She saw a face appear at one of the windows and then disappear as the old was flung open.
"Who the fuck is this?" Chico snarled, his heavy-set frame filling the whole space just a moment ago occupied by the sagging door. A shiver of fright ran up and down Chris' spine as the savage-looking man stared at her with cold eyes. He was dressed fashionably in well-cut and expensive clothing, but the material did little to hide his stocky, hard-muscled body or to make him look less fierce. His face might have been handsome except for the stubble of beard on his chin and then deeply etched scar that ran from his nose across to his left ear.
"Well, I'm waiting for a fucking answer!" Chico repeated as Thad got out of the car and came around to the other side. "Where's your other cunt?"
"Listen, Chico," Thad began in a choked voice.
"there's been a little problem. Mary split on me and so I asked Chris here to drive for us tomorrow. She's going to...."
His words were cut off by the sudden savage blow to the side of his face. Despite his size, Chico moved like a lithe jungle cat, lashing out so quickly that Chris almost missed the movement. Thad went down heavily against the side of the car and sat there, his hand to his face, a little trail of blood oozing from his mouth.
"You asked her?" Chico said as if in disbelief. "You told her about my job and what we were going to do. I should kill you, you stupid motherfucker!"
As he talked he reached into his back pocket and brought out a snub-nosed pistol, waving it at the horrified Thad. Chris was terror-stricken, afraid to move a muscle. She would have bet everything in the world she owned that the vicious man would pull back on the hammer and shoot Thad. Suddenly she felt Chico's eyes on hers and she shivered uncontrollably again.
"Get out of the car, cunt!" she commanded her, stepping back so that she could open the door. Her legs were shaking as she obeyed him. "Okay, get into the shack, I'll deal with you in a minute, after I have a little talk with your friend here."
He reached down and pulled Thad to his feet as Chris moved quickly into the foul-smelling shack. Inside it was like a pig-pen, and Chris couldn't believe the squalor and state of total disrepair that the cabin was in. The only furnishings were a large wooden table in the middle of the room, a potbellied stove with a huge hole in the tin chimney, and two old iron beds covered by dirty blankets. She could see another door on the far side of the room that looked as though it might be another bedroom.
Chico hadn't closed the outside door and she could hear the two men shouting at each other.
"I never figured you for any fucking brain," Chico snarled, "but I didn't peg you as completely stupid!"
"You gotta listen, Chico," Thad pleaded, edging away from the enraged ex-convict. "Christ, what was I supposed to do? Mary split on me yesterday and I thought you'd be happy I found someone to drive for us."
Chico cocked his fist again but didn't strike Thad. Instead, his eyes went back and forth between the cowering man and the door through which Chris had just disappeared. Then, slowly and deliberately, he put the gun back into his back pocket.
"What about that pig Mary?" he asked softly. "Is she going to run to the cops?"
"Shit no, Chico, honest," Thad replied quickly. "Besides, she doesn't know where we're going to hit or anything about this place. All she knows is that the market is on the coast somewhere! She won't open her mouth, I promise you!"
"And where did you get this one?" Chico asked, the disgust in his voice barely concealed as he waved toward the cabin. "She somebody you been holding out on us?"
"No! I mean, yeah ... that is, we're friends ... good friends!" Thad said, nursing his loose front tooth with his tongue. "Believe me, Chico, you can trust her ... I'd stake my life on it!"
"That's what you are staking, creep!" Chico said coldly, patting his back pocket where he had put his gun. "If you or that cunt of yours screws up this job I'll kill you both ... slowly and painfully!" He paused for a moment to let the words sink in and then pointed toward the road. "Okay, you get your ass down the road about a mile and wait for Wally and Joe. Let them come on up, but you stay there for about thirty minutes to make sure they weren't followed, understand?"
Thad nodded, suddenly overwhelmed with relief. It was going to be alright. He turned toward the road, then stopped and looked back at Chico.
"What about her?"
A coldly obscene look came into the ex-convict's eyes and he chuckled softly to himself. "Don't worry about her, I'm going to talk to her and see if she can do it. Now get your ass going before I change my mind and kick the shit out of you for fucking everything up!"
He watched Thad scramble down the road swiftly before turning and going into the cabin. The lovely young dancer was standing in the middle of the disordered room, a look of shock on her face. For a moment Chico just stared at her, making her even more terrified. Then, he went to one of the beds and sat down, patting the space next to him.
He watched Thad scramble down the road swiftly before turning and going into the cabin. The lovely soung dancer was standing in the middle of the disordered room, a look of shock on her face. For a moment Chico just stared at her, making her even more terrified. Then, he went to one of the beds and sat down, patting the space next to him.
"Come on over here, bitch!" he ordered the trembling girl. "What's your name?"
Chris wanted to refuse, to turn and run out of the cabin and try to escape. But she knew that the powerfully built man would catch her before she got to the door. There seemed to be nothing to do except to obey him. Slowly and reluctantly she went to the bed and sat down, carefully to keep several inches between their bodies.
"I understand your stupid friend told you all about me and the little job lam planning for tomorrow, is that right?"
"Y-yes," Chris whispered. There seemed to be no point in lying to him. "He asked me to help you by driving the getaway car. He said you'd pay me five thousand dollars. You will, won't you? I mean give me the five thousand."
Chico let his eyes sweep up and down the ripely luscious body for a few moments before replying. He had no intention of paying her or Thad one fucking dime from the holdup money. Once the job was completed they would find themselves with a bullet in their heads, their twisted bodies dumped into the open pit that had already been dug beyond the cabin in the woods. His cock was jerking sensuously from the sight of all her gorgeous young flesh and Chico had no intention, either, of letting her ripe body go to waste before doing what he had planned.
"Sure, kid, I'll see to it that you get the five Gs if you do what you're told. Think you can pull it off? There might be some fireworks and we need somebody behind the wheel who can keep cool."
More than anything else in the world, Chris wanted that money. To hell with Thad and everybody else, she thought to herself. As soon as this is over I'm putting lots of miles between myself and these two creeps! She nodded, trying to hide her worry and anxiety.
"I-I think so."
"Good. Whent the rest of them get back we'll go over the plans for you and take a little drive down to the market and run through the route so you'll have it all down pat," His voice was smooth and soothing now as he continued to stare lewdly at her succulent breasts. "While we wait I think you and I should get to be better friends, right?"
Chris nodded again involuntarily, thoroughly terrified of the brutish ex-convict. She could feel his eyes on her, undressing her, and the thought made her skin crawl. She had had her share of men like Chico-animal-like men who delighted in abusing her physically before taking what they wanted from her.
"How about a drink to get us started?'" he said suddenly, getting up and going to the table where a half-filled bottle of bourbon stood. "Here, take a drink."
Chris tried to shove the bottle away and some of it spilled down on Chico's pants. He scowled down at her, and then lifted the bottle to his lips and drank deeply.
"Suit yourself, cunt," he sneered as he set the bottle on the table again and sat down beside her, this time leaving no room between their two bodies.
Suddenly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, he reached over and ripped her blouse and bra off her, tossing them onto the floor. Chris tried to pull away, but he folded his fist again and shook it at her, smiling obscenely in silent warning for her to remain still.
"You've got great tits," he said, cupping his thick hands around them, and pushing them upwards. "Man, look at those nipples, they look good enough to eat!" He rubbed his fingertips cruelly over the nipples, until their soft flaccidity changed to hard rubbery little nubs despite the revulsion Chris felt for the man.
"What do you want from me?" Chris whispered, knowing full well what Chico intended. Her only hope was for Thad or one of the other men to come back before he forced her down onto the bed. She knew that if he continued to maul and caress her she would lose all control of herself. It had always been that way for her. No matter how much she hated the man, her traitorous body would respond until she was begging for cock.
"First I want you to get out of that skirt and your panties," he ordered. "I want to see what you've got down between those long gorgeous legs. Then ... well, we'll see what happens."
Shaking badly, Chris stood up and pulled her skirt down over her legs, her eyes staring at Chico. She could see the excitement mount in him as she removed her panties and tossed them onto the bed beside her bra and blouse. Before she could move away, Chico reached up and grabbed her brutally by the arm and pulled her down beside him.
"Don't fight it, baby," he said softly.
As he spoke he began running his hands down over her back and buttocks, moving them slowly around until he was caressing her breasts and stomach obscenely. She knew she should fight him, but his cruel hands were strangely pleasurable. Chris forced herself to relax under Chico's heavy touch.
The sneering man could feel the subtle changes in her body.
"Spread those fucking legs and let me get a look at that cunt," he demanded, his eyes widening with excitement as her hair-covered little pussy slit came into view. He pushed her backwards on the bed until her legs were open and dangling down the side. Then, with obvious relish, he let his hand drop down into her crotch and his fingers dug into the tender cuntal flesh, spreading the pinkly glistening lips and exposing her moist inner channel. She could feel her meaty little clitoris spring to life as his thumb grazed the tiny bud, and she shivered involuntarily at his probing fingers.
"Don't," she protested with any sincerity in her voice.
Chico laughed aloud, digging his fingers further up between her glistening pussy lips. "Shit, baby, you think I don't know you like it?"
"I ... I ... what about Thad?" Chris said weakly, feeling the familiar excitement that made her heart beat faster. "What if someone comes and sees us?"
Chico smiled and his eyes narrowed. Chris had never seen anyone who looked so completely evil. "So what?" he asked. "Do you think I give a fuck about Thad or those other creeps? I do what I want and screw anybody who doesn't like it!"
His voice was low, but there was a sense of compelling authority that she found hard to resist. Her mind was reeling with confusion and excitement, and she didn't honestly know what she wanted to do. She sighed and relaxed her body, letting her legs fall apart to give him complete access to her pulsating pussy. There seemednlittle use of fighting it-he was going to fuck her and nothing she could say would make any difference.
"Okay, let's get it over with," she said with an air of resignation. "You want to fuck me ... well, come on, I'm ready!"
She closed her eyes and waited for the assault she expected to come. Instead, she heard him laugh again as he pulled his fingers away from her cunt.
"Fuck you? Who said anything about fucking you?"
"What is it you want then?" she asked, opening herneyes and staring up at the evil-looking man.
Suddenly Chico grabbed her hair and pulled her completely off the bed. She landed on the floor at his feet, her knees smarting on the board floor, his fingers still wrapped in her hair. Wild-eyed, she looked up at him, silently pleading for mercy.
"Suck my cock," he said evenly. "I want you to suck me off right now!"
He yanked her hair as if to emphasize his words. Chris yelped in pain and shook her head. No, by God! she thought wildly, I won't do it. What kind of a damned slut does he thing I am?
"No! I'm choosy about who fucks my mouth!" she spat out at him.
He cupped his hand and slapped her brutally across the face, bringing salty tears to her eyes and an unbearable pain to her whole head. "Nobody tells me what they'll do or won't do cunt! Get that straight right now! Now, get my cock out of my pants nice and easy and start sucking!"
She struggled to free herself, but he yanked her hair harder. She knew now that he would hurt her-really hurt her if she didn't do as he asked. She tried to tell herself that it didn't make any difference-that she had sucked dozens of cocks already. Tears were still welling up in her eyes as she reached down and unzipped his fly. Her fingers were trembling as she felt his massive heated cock jerk out at her, the rubbery knobhead purplish and angry looking.
"That's it, bitch, get it out and play with it a minute before you start sucking," Chico snarled, leaning back on his elbows, his legs dangling over the side of the bed.
Steeling herself, Chris clasped the huge throbbing shaft in her slim hand. It was so thick that she could just barely encompass its bulk. She milked it back and forth for a few minutes, nervously watching the still-open door out of the corner of her eye. After a few moments he sat up and wrapped his fingers around her slender neck.
"Okay, bitch, that's enough hand work," he hissed, pulling her reluctant head down toward his waiting cock. "Come on, bitch, suck it! I'm so fucking hot I could come all over your face right now," he continued, shifting his legs so that she could slide between them. "But that's not what I want. I want to come in your pretty little mouth, so start sucking!"
Fighting down a wave of hatred at his coarse, cruel words and the treatment he was giving her, Chris grasped the heavy, blue-veined cock in both hands. Despite herself, she was fascinated by the long thick penis. Little droplets of come were already oozing out of the dilated tip and it gave a little jerk as she squeezed it, waving blindly in the air, as if it had a life of its own. Recovering her composure, she groaned softly to herself and began licking the wetly glistening length of the shaft, feeling the velvety texture and the deep ridges of the veins against her tongue.
"That's more like it," Chico said. Then, with one hand he reached down and seized the heavily throbbing cock, pulling her head toward it with the other. "Get it in your mouth all the way ... all the fucking way!"
Chris recoiled involuntarily as she felt the huge, lust-swollen tip of his hotly pulsating cock press against her lips, trying to force an entry into her mouth.
"Don't hurt me!" she yelped, trying to back away from the massive shaft.
Chico gave a vicious wrench with his cruel fingers which caused her to cry out in pain. Immediately, he plunged his thick, bludgeoning shaft into the warm wetness of her mouth, forcing it all the way to the back of her throat so that she gagged helplessly on its fullness. For a moment she contemplated biting down with all of her might, but Chico seemed to anticipate her design.
"Don't try any funny shit," he hissed, twisting her head backwards, "or you'll regret it! Now suck me off nice and slow! You do a good job and I might even fuck you afterwards!"
With tremendous agility for a man of his size, Chico suddenly swung up from the bed until he was towering over her, his massively pulsating cock still lodged securely in her young mouth. Powerless to resist, Chris cowered in fear.
"SUCK MY COCK, BITCH!"
Chris shuddered slightly, tears still streaming down her face from the brutal slap. Slowly she allowed her wetly ovaled lips to slide down the length of his long heavy organ. Then, without effort, she began to suck as he commanded.
Chico growled with satisfaction as he felt his eagerly pulsating cock slide wetly around in the soft yielding mouth of the lovely young woman. He watched with gleaming eyes as the girl, glistening with sweat, took the hard swollen length all the way up to the hilt in her throat.
Enjoying his power, he moved his hips and fucked his heavily pulsing cockhead in and out deeply and slowly, savoring the delicious feeling of her warm young lips nibbling and licking at the smooth bulbous hardness and then clasping wetly around the thickly skewering pole. He loved the feeling of his cock rubbing tantalizingly against her teeth, and her tongue swirling hotly against the sensitive underside. In and out he went, increasing his tempo with undisguised glee as his passion mounted. He rammed his huge prick in and out of the warmly working oral cavity, twisting his pelvis lasciviously about in rhythm to her hungry sucking.
Chris almost gagged again as the massive pole of rigid male cockflesh throbbed against the back of her throat. She couldn't remember ever having a prick this huge in her mouth before. But it seemed the more she resisted the worse it was for her. Jesus, I've got to get this over before he strangles me with this thing, she thought to herself. Strangely, as soon as she accepted the obvious, a great deal of tension seemed to disappear. Her body began to relax, and she was gratified to feel a warm excited moistness seeping from between her legs, and to realize for the first time that she had been unconsciously rubbing her thighs together, squeezing her clitoris between her cuntal lips, and creating a mounting throbbing in her cunt. What the fuck, she thought obscenely, I might as well enjoy this too! Still sucking hungrily on the huge prick, she let her fingers of one hand slide down between her legs until they touched her clitoris, which was already hard and achingly erect. Hardly aware of what she was doing, she began to flick the tip of her finger back and forth over the throbbing little bud of flesh in rhythm with the warm wet sucking motions of Chico's cock plowing in and out of her mouth.
"Mmmmnnn," she mewled as stinging flashes of pleasure surged upward from her wetly steaming cunt. Hungrily, her warm mouth pulled on Chico's shaft of swollen flesh as her fingers worked feverishly, straining to reach more of her hotly pulsing pussy.
"That's it, cunt," Chico growled, "keep sucking!"
Swept away in an erotic torrent stronger than her own willpower, Chris did as she was told. Her whole pelvis rotated wildly as her teasing fingers massaged her quivering little clitoris in time to the lascivious sucking she was giving the ex-convict.
Chico could feel his desire-heated sperm beginning to gather and surge in the heavy balls which bobbed and slapped lewdly down against the redhead's chin with every brutal stroke up into her greedily working lips.
"Uuuuunnnggghhhh," he moaned, feeling the approach of his orgasm. He was suddenly afraid that she was going to pull away at the last moment. To prevent such an awful possibility, he seized her head in both hands, holding her in position as he continued his increasingly wild in and out movements.
His grip was unnecessary now. Chris was so swept up in the brutal cock-sucking that she sucked even harder, anxious for the explosion of scalding juice she knew would be coming soon. Her fingers continued to strum her clitoris and dig up into her steaming cunt, bringing her the first spasms of her won orgasm.
Suddenly Chico's pelvic gyrations became more intense. She felt as if he was going to shove his wildly throbbing cock all the way down her throat with each stroke. His head was thrown back and a grimace of ecstasy contorted his face. His breathing came in short, guttural grunts.
"Uh ... uh ... oh ... baby, I'm coming," he shouted. "Suck me good, you bitch! Suck every fucking drop out!"
Within seconds Chris felt a hot spurt of thick wetness shoot into her throat, the first of a series that seemed like massive explosions.
At first the thick, creamy liquid nearly made her gag, so much was flooding into her, but hen her own fevered orgasm, triggered by her lewd finger-fucking, suddenly reached its peak. Her nakedly impaled body shook with waves of hot throbbing pleasure, and her loins exploded with burning rapture as the spasming walls of her tight young pussy gushed out their own moist female essence that cascaded hotly down her openly quivering young cuntal slit and caused her nearly to faint in ecstasy. In the galvanic release that shook her with deep animal intensity, the gushing white come that continued to pump furiously into her mouth thrilled her as nothing ever had before. Abandoning herself completely to the shattering orgasm, she swallowed the burly man's spruting seed with eagerly sucking lips, while her own climax continued to mount to unbelievable heights as her fingers continued to probe furiously against her blitoris and cunt.
"Mmmmnnnn!" she moaned in erotic frenzy as she voraciously gulped down Chico's white-hot semen.
"Drink my juice, bitch!" Chico shrieked, his body bucking obscenely in the throes of his lurid climax. He drove his still-spurting cockhead deeply into Chris' throat, and the lovely girl slavered without question over his rapidly draining hardness.
Just then a car pulled up in front of the cabin and braked to a stop. Shocked, Chris tried to pull her mouth away from the scalding prick, but Chico grabbed her head and held it tightly against the massive pole, almost strangling her with the intensity of his grip.
"Nnnnnnn!" Chris gulped, fighting to pull away. She could hear the sound of footsteps coming toward the cabin and then gasps of obscene surprise as a shadow fell across the room.
"What in the fuck is going on?" A lewd male voice asked in amazement.
"Jesus, Wally, look at that broad suck cock," another voice joined in. "Hey, Chico, how about us? Do we get a little cunt too?
"Man, this broad can really give a first class blow-job," Chico laughed, still holding Chris' head tightly to his rapidly deflating cock. "Come on in, boys, I want you to meet the little cunt who's going to drive the car for us tomorrow." He paused for a moment and then released his grip, shoving Chris back on her haunches. She fell on the floor with a thud, her legs splaying wide apart and her glistening little cuntal furrow naked and exposed to the eyes of the two leering strangers. "Wally and Joe ... meet Chris!"
Chris scrambled to her feet and ran for her clothing on the bed as the obscene laughter rang in her ears.