Chapter 5
The beautiful young blonde shivered and burrowed deeper under the covers as the dim figure approached the bed. She had stripped off the bikini and lay there nude, her slender hands cupped over her softly swelling breasts protectively under the incredibly soft comforter.
Arnold Pearson stood by the side of the bed for a moment and then she felt his weight come down next to her. In her mind she tried to remember what he looked like. The man next ho her was powerfully built despite his age. Although his hair was silver, his handsome features were strong and attractive and, to Laura, he could have been anywhere between forty-five and sixty-five. Her eyes had become accustomed to the dark and she could see him staring down at her, his own eyes sparkling and seeming to send off little rays of light.
Suddenly he reached over to the bedside table and turned on the light. It was still dim in the room.
"Susan has been telling me about your, uh, unpleasant experience," he said slowly, savoring every word and watching intently for her reaction.
As he spoke, Laura could feel herself redden to the tips of her toes. His gaze was so frank and warm that she couldn't help it.
"I'd prefer not to talk about it," she whispered in reply.
"Come, come, my dear, it'll be better if you tell me all about it so that I'll know what to do," Arnold replied, patting her still-covered arm.
"B-but ... oh, it's so terrible ... I'm so ashamed..." Laura said, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. "They made me do such awful things!"
Her eyes were huge and round as she spoke and her scarlet lips were trembling with emotion. Her tangled long blonde hair was spread out on the pillow and he had to fight the urge to reach down and pull the covers from her luscious body and feast his eyes on the charms he knew lay hidden there.
Go slow, he told himself, go slow or you'll never get her!
"I just want to help you, dear," he said soothingly, hoping that she couldn't see the pulsating cock that begged for relief. "You see, Paul Winslow and Miss Sherwood have told me an entirely different story than the one you related to Susan. I have to know the whole truth about this!"
He seemed so earnest that Laura couldn't remotely believe that he would believe them. For the young girl who had never known a father he seemed safe and comforting to her. He would protect her! He would sse that they didn't hurt her anymore!
Before she could stop herself she was pouring out the whole story again. The words gushed out rapidly-she told him everything-how she had been duped into coming up here on the pretext of helping them with office business-how she had resisted Paul's advances at first and then begged him to not do those horrible things to her. On and on it went.
Arnold was becoming more excited by the minute. As the innocent girl talked the covers had fallen away and her arms were waving about to emphasize her story. His eyes bored into the voluptuous breast flesh of her two luscious half-moons. She seemed unaware of her nakedness and oblivious to the fact that he was licking his lips obscenely as he watched her nipples dance about invitingly. Oh Christ, he thought, I want to suck those gorgeous little orbs!
When her words had stopped, he looked directly into her eyes.
"Paul and Barbara both were very positive that you enjoyed having him have anal intercourse with you," Arnold said, a thin edge of passion in his voice now. "Is that true?"
"I didn't ... oh, I didn't. . . " Laura protested, begging him to believe her. He had to-he just had to!
"You mean to say you didn't feel any pleasure down there?" As he spoke the words his hand went under the covers and rested on her burning thigh. "None at all?"
Laura blushed wildly as she shook her head. She couldn't admit that to him! She tried to move her body away from his hand but it lay there heavily.
"Now, now, don't get excited," he cooed. "Just think of me as a ... a doctor! Or an old family friend! After all, I did study medicine before I went into the insurance business."
There was something calming and comforting about his words and Laura relaxed again. She could tell him what she had felt. He wouldn't think any less of her. He wasn't like her carping mother with her fanatic hatred of pleasure.
"I-I ... I did feel something," she confessed, avoiding his eyes.
Arnold's eyes were glazing over with lust from her lurid description of her ass-rape and the feel of her velvety flesh under his sweating hand.
"Just before it was over I felt ... oh, God, I can't describe it ... it was like an explosion inside me ... only it felt ... felt warm and wonderful and ... and satisfying!"
He smiled as his hand inched toward her waiting cunt. His fingertips could already feel the soft silk of her pubic hair and his cock was jerking wildly now.
"I think I had better examine you to see if they hurt you," he lied, gently pulling the covers away from her tensing body. There was a shocked look on her face and her lips were pursing as if she were about to scream.
"Remember, I was almost a doctor," he said reassuringly. The soft covers slipped away easily until she was completely exposed to his lustful eyes. Her wonderfully slim thighs were still locked tightly together and she naively closed her eyes.
It's all right, she told herself, it's all right! He just wants to help me. This is certainly no worse than having Paul Winslow tear my bikini off. His hands felt warm and soft as his fingers played over her flat stomach sensuously. She tried to imagine that she was in a doctor's office on an examining table and that Mr. Pearson was the family doctor-an old and trusted advisor who was just going to examine her to see if she had been hurt by the awful Paul.
Arnold Pearson was almost out of his mind with desire now but he kept himself in check. Go slow and enjoy this, he told himself as he gently pried her legs apart. Her whole crotch was open and exposed to him from the moist, pink furrow of her pussy nestled in the sparse, softly curling blonde tangle of her pubic hair to the tiny puckered little anal opening that looked bruised.
The Nordic looking young girl lay there and let his hands roam over her flesh. Her lush young body, usually so pale and cool to the touch was flushed and glistening with sweat. The sight of her so nakedly vulnerable and defenseless, her legs spread wide, made Arnold's throat tighten with passion. His eyes were wild as he gazed down at her moistly quivering cunt, which seemed to contract in fear under his eyes. Suddenly, without any warning, he brought his whole palm down on the quivering girl's pussy, covering it from the little bud of her clitoris to the clenching buttock furrow.
"Oh, don't ... don't ... please," she cried out suddenly, squirming under his gentle manual manipulation of her cunt. "You shouldn't! Don't ... oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh..."
Her voice changed from fright to pleasure as he expertly tweaked her virginal clitoris, sending the tiny bud of super-charged sexuality springing to life.
She wanted him to stop but she couldn't help the feeling of warm excitement she felt as he continued to probe and massage at her cunt. This was nothing like the brutal treatment she had been subjected to by Paul. Arnold Pearson was comforting and understanding. He was bringing her a warm glow of sensuous pleasure that she had herself experienced when she acci-dently touched herself down there!
"Just relax now, I want to check your anus," Arnold said, almost breathless with passion.
He felt her suddenly tighten her buttocks and the tiny bruised hole disappeared between her tightly clenched ass-cheeks. Gently he pried them apart as he continued to soothe her with his voice and hand.
Laura was being torn apart by the opposing feelings she was experiencing. She knew what was happening was wrong and that she shouldn't be so calmly lying there while the man examined parts of her body that even she never touched. Yet there was a gnawing hunger growing in her lower body-a feeling of frustration and unfulfillment that was driving her mad as the softly probing fingers continued to press into her defenseless pussy.
"Aaaggghhhhh ... oh, don't!" she cried out as his middle finger brushed over her anal opening. Shivers of fright shook her and she tried to wriggle away.
"I won't hurt you," Arnold replied quickly, pulling his finger away. "There, there, dear I just want to examine you!"
"It hurts so much," Laura said, opening her eyes and fixing them on his flushed face. "It feels like he tore me apart down there!"
There was no longer any need for pretense and Arnold pulled his palm away from Laura's crotch and stood up. She watched in wide-eyed alarm as he stripped off his shirt and pants.
"W-what are you doing?" she wailed.
Arnold ignored the question, stripping off his shorts and, almost unconsciously, his hand found the hairy sac of his testicles which throbbed and burned between his legs, aching for release. His penis, long and thick, was engorged with blood, making the cord-like blue veins stand out in sharp relief from the pulsing, purplish column. The look of terror on Laura's face only inflamed him the more, making him feel powerful and capable of anything. He had to shove his hard cock up into that wonderful pulsing hole between her legs.
Despite the horror she felt, Laura was strangely fascinated by what was happening, as though a part of her were standing at a distance and watching, not personally involved at all.
For the second time in just hours she had been fooled. Once again she had let her natural trust get her into a situation of obscene terror.
"I don't blame Paul," Arnold said coarsely. "It's no wonder he wanted you. Did you let him play with your cunt too? Did you let him feel your little pussy until he was half out of his mind with lust?"
"No! It wasn't that way! He raped me!" Laura screamed out, trying desperately to pull the covers up over her cringing body.
Grinning obscenely, his eyes glazed with lust, he came toward the bed, still stroking the long, blue-veined column of his prick and massaging the heavy, sperm-filled testicles that swung lewdly down between his muscular legs. He leaned over the bed and seized her hand with an iron grip. Shoving it down between his legs, he forced her to touch his hotly pulsing flesh. Her nostrils caught a faint musky aroma of pungent masculinity as he manipulated her hand up and down over the hard rubbery surface.
The touch of her small hand around the heavily throbbing hardness of his cock aroused gentler feelings in Arnold. Closing his eyes for a moment he let himself savor the tingling flashes of pleasure that surged through him, making him tremble with excitement. This was even better than he had imagined it would be. Susan and the other girls and woman he had had were good but it was too much a customer/client relationship. This girl was something else!
He collapsed on the bed next to her writhing body.
"Oh, honey," he moaned into the soft sensuous curve of her neck, "you won't regret this. You'll see! I won't hurt you like Paul did!"
As though she had not even heard his words, Laura was seized by a sudden flash of anger. Her mother was right-men were all the same!
Sensing her resistance, he grabbed her roughly by the buttocks as he rolled on top of her lovely body, fitting his lust-swollen cock against her tight little cuntal opening and, with one hard, ramming motion, shoved his pulsating length deep up into her belly.
His swollen rod was so thick that she felt as though the heavy end of a huge pole had been shoved inside her naked vagina, tearing her flesh apart as it rammed toward her belly.
"Aaaaiiieeee!" she screamed, struggling fiercely to get away. But every body movement only forced the tortuous invading cudgel deeper up into her frantically resisting cuntal sheath.
"I'll be good to you, you'll see ... you'll see..." Arnold moaned, savoring every moment of her jerking body against his aging flesh. Then, he lowered his head and began sucking wildly on her heaving breasts, drawing the succulent hardened nipples into his slobbering mouth and slavering obscenely over them with his tongue.
Oh God, he'll kill me! Laura moaned. He'll rip me apart with his disgusting penis. It was no longer just her sanity that she was fighting to save-now it was her life! With every deep thrust of his throbbing cock into her savagely brutalized vagina, she screamed.
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" she wailed aloud. "STOP IT! I CAN'T STAND ANY MORE! OH GOD, I CAN'T STAND IT!"
"Oh, it's so tight ... it feels so good!" Arnold retorted, pulling his mouth from her tortured breasts he buried his face in her neck, kissing her so hard he raised a welt on her nakedly sensitive skin. He wanted to fuck her forever-to shoot his sperm from his aching loins deep into the contracting cunt. He had to subjugate her entirely until she could resist no longer. Almost sadistically he drove his lust-thickened hardness into her even harder and twisted his pelvis cruelly up against her own hair-covered pubic mound until he could feel the hard bone underneath her sweet flesh.
"Fuck your cunt back at my cock," he growled, digging the fingers of his hand harder into the soft half-moons of her buttocks. "Oh, you beautiful little piece of ass you, fuck back!"
On and on the wild pummeling of her helpless body went. The more she tried to contract her ravaged pussy and keep him out the more brutal were his mighty thrusts. His hairy testicles banged into her upturned ass-cheeks every time he thrust forward and buried his pulsing prick into her belly.
The more she screamed and wailed the harder he pumped in and out until she was covered from head to toe with a mixture of both their heated perspiration.
"You're killing me ... oh, don't ... unnnnnggghhhhh!" she rasped, her voice dry and pleading.
But he was like an obscene animal that could understand nothing but the tremendous pressure in his balls and the wildly exciting knowledge that he was fucking into a cunt where no male rod had ever been. Everything else was forgotten. It no longer mattered that he was the respected head of a large corporation or that he was brutally raping a young employee. He had, at all cost, to have this delicious piece of ass and he would have given up everything for it!
Laura had stopped struggling, her mind almost unconscious from what she had been through since leaving the city and coming to this isolated and obscene house. The tension had gone from her willowy limbs and she lay there like a corpse while he labored over her, his thick prick pummeling her at will. Her mind was filled with the image of her dead mother screaming at her: "Animals-they're all animals!"
Then, Arnold pulled her harshly against him, pulling her buttocks apart with the palms of his hands. Powerless to resist, she cringed as his fingers began to teasingly explore the full length of her moistened ass-furrow.
"Oh God, no ... not that too!" she screamed, as the sharp tip of his middle finger began to probe the tiny entrance to her anal passage. But the older man stopped her protests by jamming his mouth against hers so hard that she thought she would faint from the intensity of it. His thick tongue forced her scarlet lips apart and he began to thrust the wet oral member against hers. She had to fight down the urge to gag as the triple assault on her orifices continued.
Amazingly, the feel of his hand back there had a strange and overwhelming effect on the girl. Instead of pain she began to feel the same lewd and wanton warmth spread out through her lower limbs as she realized that he was about to shove his finger into her anus.
With a cruel thrust he pressed it past the puckered sphincter and into her churning nether opening. It hurt terribly but he thrust again and the pain and agony was suddenly mixed with pleasure. She had to make an effort to keep from grinding her buttock cheeks obscenely back in time to the piston-like rhythm of his finger, which moved relentless up and down the warm buttery passage of her bruised anal canal.
Oh God, what's happening to me? Laura's mind screamed. I mustn't let this happen-I can't let this happen! Digging her nails into his shoulders, she struggled with all her might to fight down the quivering, tickling sensations that spiraled through the lower part of her naked body. Arnold's massively thick penis was ramming her like a burning sword, widening her tender little cuntal channel against her will, ripping along the interior and slamming like a sledge hammer against the sensitive tip of her cervix. At the same time he was shoving his middle finger brutally all the way up into her tightly clenched little rectal sheath.
The impaled young blonde's body was being convulsed with a wild, searing sensation of delicious rapture-a feeling so overwhelming that she almost fainted. How could thin be happening? she wondered. Before he had pressed his finger into her rectum she had been in agony. Now, just seconds later she was beginning to grind and twist her smoothly churning young buttocks against the twin impalement. It was as though he had released a long-submerged demon in her.
Laura felt every area of her body suddenly assaulted with a curious mixture of pleasure and pain. From somewhere in the desperately clenching anal passage, wildly exciting waves of pleasure began to wash over her, slowly at first, then with increasing intensity until her whole naked body was trembling and writhing, out of control. She had never felt anything so excruciatingly intense in her entire life, and she began to moan softly, involuntarily.
"Ooooooohhhhh ... don't ... stop ... oh God," she babbled incoherently, her hands trembling in futile gestures to keep him away. She couldn't let her body betray her again as it had when Paul Winslow had ravaged her. This time she had to be strong. It was terribly wrong to take pleasure from the finger snaking in and out of her anus while Arnold's penis ravaged her vagina.
"You like it, don't you?" Arnold cooed, delirious with erotic joy at having aroused the young girl to such passion. As he spoke he rammed his finger even further into her back passage and was rewarded with a cry of ecstasy from her lovely mouth.
"Yes ... yessss..." she moaned, twisting her body wantonly against his. She too was a demon consumed with only one desire-to take his finger as far up in her hungrily working ass-hole as she could and force him to release the long suppressed passion that until that very moment she had not known existed.
Never before in his sixty years of life had Arnold Pearson ever felt so powerful. This was no hundred dollar hooker simulating passion to please a customer! This was a young and beautiful girl of no experience who he-Arnold Pearson-had brought to the very heights of sexual abandonment with his rampaging cock. He felt as if he were capable of anything-everything! His male ego soared as Laura strained her pussy and ass-hole against his finger and throbbing prick. Instead of resistance, he found her pulling her long gorgeous legs even further apart so as to take more and more of his body into her lust-charged orifices.
"Harder ... do it harder!" she cried out, overcome with the intensity of her new-found lust. "Oh, yes ... do it ... make me feel good again!"
Suddenly he went rigid, his blazing eyes staring down at her. He wanted more ... much more! "Tell me what you really want!"
Laura couldn't stand it and she pressed her heated flesh up against him and wriggled her buttocks provocatively down against his invading finger.
"Don't stop ... please don't stop now!"
"You want me to fuck your cunt and your ass-hole, don't you?"
"Oh yes!"
"Then say it!" he ordered, his body still poised over her, just the head of his cock resting inside her desperately clenching pussy. "Say the right words ... say fuck and cunt!"
This was too much for her. She couldn't say those words. It would be too degrading. But she knew that she had to have more of the wonderful male cock pounding into her vagina and rectum until she was completely satisfied.
"Say it!" he repeated.
"Oh God, yes, I want you ... isn't that enough?"
"No! Tell me exactly what you want me to do!"
His obscene voice was taunting her.
She had to have more. Had to feel the terrible hardness of him impaling her fiery, lust-incited orifices. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and tried.
"F-f-fuck my c-cunt," she begged. "Don't stop fucking my cunt!"
"What else?" he asked slyly, ramming his cock forward brutally and burying it deep up inside her grateful pussy.
"Do it to my a-ass..." her tiny voice faltered over the strange word.
"SAY IT!"
"My ass-hole ... oh God, fuck my ass-hole ... shove your finger in further ... hurt me ... oh, it feels sooooo good ... soooooo good ... do it harder ... harder ... HARDERRRRRRR!"
Once the words were out she was like a wild animal. Arnold resumed the savage thrusts of his heated cock and finger into her with an enthusiasm that surprised them both. His whole body shook again and again as he pumped the torrid column of meat into her clasping cunt.
"AAAAHHHHHH! OOOHHHHHHH ... MMMMNNNNNNN!" the quivering young blonde groaned, rapturous from the intense pleasure-filled thrusts of his penis and finger. "FUCK ME ... FUCK MEEEEEEEEEE!"
She brought her long lovely legs up and clasped them around his back, digging her heels into his perspiring flesh. She was pumping up to meet every downward thrust now, moaning and groaning with the exquisite sensations that flooded through her body. Nothing in the world had ever felt so good and she wanted it to continue forever.
The change in the young girl charged Arnold's body with an entirely new level of excitement. His sperm-bloated balls shook and bounced beneath his wildly hammering cock and began to inflate and swell with male juices.
"I can't wait much longer," he shouted. "Oh Christ, I'm going to come ... I'm going to come!"
Hot male sperm gushed through his balls with an incredible flood of aching release and spurted up the length of his suddenly wildly jerking penis, spewing into her hot, wet pussy. Explosion after explosion of creamy liquid shot up into Laura's now frenzied, eagerly clasping cuntal sheath and madly contracting ass-hole.
"UUUUUUUNNNNGGGGHHHHHHH!" she screamed, digging her nails into his shoulders as she tried to force more and more of the wonderful cock and finger into her She was coming too! Coming with a vengeance! Her wetly pulsating pussy convulsed with uncontrollable spasms as she felt the orgasm overwhelm her. She was completely decimated by the extraordinary sensations of ecstasy that consumed her and carried her up, floating softly for a long moment, then brought her gently back to earth.
After what seemed like an eternity, Arnold slipped his finger and his gradually softening cock out of her sperm-flooded rectum and vagina and looked at her. Her eyes were closed, and with the flush of passion still on her face, he thought she looked beautiful. Spontaneously, he clasped her close to him, his arms, indeed his whole body, still trembling from their exertions.
"Oh, baby, you're fantastic," he murmured into her hair, suddenly filled with tenderness for the young blonde typist.
She let him hold her like that for long moments, still confused by the depths of her newfound passion. His now limp cock lay against her damply pulsating pussy and the glow remained in her violated anus. She wanted to cry out for him to fuck her again-to shove the cock back into her while his finger manipulated her rectum and brought back the wonderful sensations. In her ignorance she thought he could get his limp prick hard at will.
"Did you like that, baby?" Arnold asked finally, feeling her pelvis move about sensuously under him. "Did you like the way I fucked you?"
The young girl was torn between hatred for man and the overwhelming need to have the blazing fire inside her quenched again. Without opening her eyes, she nodded. Now that she had tasted the forbidden fruits of sex she knew that she never again could do without it. But it puzzled her that she had felt nothing but pain until he had used his finger in her burning rectal opening. Only then she experienced the wild delights of orgasm.
Suddenly Arnold rolled off her and onto his back, his legs spread wide apart and his limp cock lying against his thigh like an exhausted snake.
"That was the best little piece of ass I've had for forty years," he said with a smug, satisfied look on his face. His hand came over to rest in the wetly pulsing crotch of Laura.
"Mmmmmmnnnnnnnn," she moaned with pleasure as his fingers found the hardened little shaft of her clitoris and began to tenderly massage it.
There was no question in his mind that she wanted more of his cock and he wondered it he could fuck again so soon. Despite the weariness he felt, he knew that his prick was throbbing again. Christ, he thought, she's like a nymphomaniac when she gets going. How in the hell did she ever save her cherry for so long?
"Want me to make you feel good again?" he asked gently, already knowing what the answer would be.
"Mmmmmmnnnn ... yes ... yessss..." she murmured, blushing from the admission of her own wantonness.
Before she knew what was happening, Laura felt his hands wandering over her soft, full breasts, and squeezing them tenderly, affectionately. She felt a twinge of her old guilt, but was completely unable to resist as though the man had woven some strange hypnotic spell over her.
"You have a beautiful body, my dear," he said softly, his breath close to Laura's face as he bent over and kissed her wetly on the lips.
As the man's lips closed down on hers, gently at first so that she could feel the full, warm softness of his mouth, she tried to keep her mouth rigid. But slowly, under his insistent pressure, she could feel his tongue forcing its way between her tightly clenched teeth and delving into the depths of her throat.
"Mmmmmmmnnnnnnn," she muttered, trying to force her mouth away from his, but he was holding her securely now.
"My lovely, sweet little girl," he said, taking her more firmly into his arms. "I know I can make you feel good, I can help you to be happy!"
Laura suddenly wanted to be sick, but strangely enough she could feel herself reacting to the tenderness of this older man. It wasn't like the cruel, rough treatment she had endured before. It was a patient tenderness that was arousing her and not a cold, hard animalistic instinct.
She was unable to speak under his gentle, exciting caresses.
His hands caressed her breasts with an expert knowledge, and ran down her sides and her back while their bodies were locked together. She was getting more and more excited under his gentle hands and she could feel her damp pussy coming to life again. Instinctively, she reached down between their bodies until her hands found his half-hard cock. Slowly and lovingly, she encircled the dread prick with her fingers and began to pump back and forth on it. It gave her a tremendous sense of joy when the throbbing instrument began to swell and jerk.
Laura could scarcely believe what she was doing. She was actually fondling a man's cock and wishing to have it inside her again. She knew it was beyond all moral decency, but somehow she didn't care because she was beginning to feel so good-just as he had promised she would. She surrendered to the delightful new thrills that were engulfing her bewildered senses. She kissed Arnold's face and her kisses were returned eagerly, hungrily.
They were deeply engrossed in exploring each other's bodies, covering each other with hot kisses, when Arnold finally pulled away. Laura tried to protest but he calmed her.
"I'm going to make you feel better than you've ever felt in your life! Just relax and let me do all the work."
She hated it when he pulled his mammoth, lust-engorged cock out of her hand and slid down further on the bed until his head was poised over her breasts.
"Yes ... yes ... " Laura agreed spontaneously. She was past all sense of right and wrong now, all she wanted was to have him bring back the rapture of orgasm to her.
The silver-haired executive leaned over the eagerly trembling young blonde and began to lick every inch of that luscious body with his expert, hot tongue. He made a warm trail from the tip of her straining, hardened nipples slowly down over her flat stomach. She was completely enchanted and she relaxed as tingling tremors ran through her entire body from the man's incredible oral activity. Soon the darting tongue found its way to the sparse, softly curling patch of pubic hair that curved like a protective bush around the golden slit of Laura's come-soaked cunt.
"Ooooooohhhhhhhhh ... that feels wonderful ... " the passive, lovely girl moaned ecstatically as the man's moistened tongue touched her delicate petal-like folds of cuntal flesh. "Wonderful ... so goooooodddddddd!"
"Just relax, dear," he murmured passionately, "I'm going to suck your pussy for you!"