Holly loved it. She had led him on like a whore and now she was being treated like one. She wished that she could protest, explain that she didn't mean anything, but it was too late for that. His teeth were set in a clenched line as he watched her soft, red lips close around his rock-hard cock.
Her arms ached from the weight and pressure of his knees. He had her right where he wanted her. She was in his power. She felt helpless, degraded and tortured, yet it excited her and she sucked more and more hungrily on his thick, bulbous tool.
Wiley drove his hips forward, forcing his hard, pulsating prick deeper and deeper into her throat. Her eyes were closed as she licked and sucked on his meat, so he released his grip on her hair and his hands grasped the voluptuous, firm globes of her tits and squeezed them cruelly. He pinched and tickled the nipples until they stood erect and throbbing, pinpricked with wanton desire.
Her thighs were trembling and shaking as he found and stimulated every nerve center in her body. Her eyes opened and looked at him pleadingly, begging him to satisfy her needs.
He grinned cruelly down at her. 'Cunt,' he rasped as he let his rigid dick slip from between her wet lips and jerk spasmodically above her head.
'Ahhhhh,' she groaned, filling her lungs with air.
He lay down, half on top of her, so that she could feel the heat of his prick against her waist and hips as he traced a pattern with his tongue down over her tits and belly. She was shaking visibly, her whole being shattered by her animalistic desire.
'Yes, yes,' she moaned, and spread her legs wider as he moved his fingers and the palms of his hands slowly over the rise of her thighs. His fingers probed and separated the lips of her pussy as they ran fluidly over the tiny, aching slit.
His mouth was so close, so tempting, but instead he inserted two fingers deep into the well of her cunt, wiggling them, tickling her, torturing her.
'Please!' she begged him, her hands clawing at the back of his neck in an effort to force his mouth down on her cunt.
She bucked and Writhed, wriggling her hips up toward his face, but his hands held her down.
'I can't stand it… Please!' she choked.
She could feel the hardness of his throbbing cock against her legs and she spread her thighs wider so that his hips fit between hers.
'NOW!' she rasped, nearly hysterical with need. 'Oh, God, now!'
'Now what?'
'Now fuck me! Shit, your cock's driving me out of my mind!'
'No, baby, not now! Later. C'mon, get dressed. We're going to Celeste's.'
'She won't be there. Just her roommate, Hope, is there. I called just before you got here.'
'So did I. That's why we're going. C'mon!'
Hope didn't know what to do or say as Wiley told her everything. One thing she was sure of. She had to protect Celeste somehow.
'I'll tell you how,' Wiley said, leering at the blonde beauty.
Both girls got the message at once, and each of them took it quite differently.
Hope stared at Wiley with stark fear in her eyes. 'Of course you're being ridiculous. You wouldn't… '
'Why the fuck not, Hope. He had me. Now it's Celeste's turn. And she isn't here, so…'
'No! Oh, my God, No! I couldn't!'
'Wanna bet?' Wiley said, grabbing her arm and twisting it behind her back. 'Open the door to the bedroom. Holly!'
Hope moaned from the pain. 'I'll scream,' she threatened.
'I don't think so,' he said. 'You scream and the police will come. I'm sure you don't want that.'
Holly stared at them with wide eyes. 'What are you going to do?' she asked nervously.
'The bedroom,' he snarled at her. 'Get off your butt!'
Holly jumped to her feet and opened a door which led into a bedroom. Wiley steered Hope through the door.
He let go of her arm and she quickly slapped his face. He stood and grinned at her. She glared hotly at him. 'You dirty prick,' she snarled. 'I can fight like a man. I'll show you!' She advanced towards him, her fiats raised. There was pure hate in her eyes.
Wiley pulled his knee back, shot his foot out. It caught her in the pit of the stomach. Her teeth clicked, her eyes bulged and she flew backwards till the back of her knees caught the edge of the bed.
She lay sprawled on the bed, gasping for breath. She tried to get air into her lungs. Her eyes never left Wiley, hot eyes that glared their hatred.
The hate turned to fright as he shed his clothes. She tried to crawl off the bed. He slapped her face and pushed her back on the bed. Stripped bare, he approached the bed, his huge cock waving naked and hard before him.
'Oh, my God, you wouldn't!'
He ripped her dress away. She lay there in bra and panties. He straddled her. He started to pull the bra straps off her shoulders. 'You bastards,' she hissed. 'I'll fix you both!'
'What do you want from me?' Holly asked.
'You aren't stopping him!' Hope cried. 'You may as well be helping him!'
'All right,' Holly said. 'I will.'
Wiley had the bra straps down. He pulled the bra down away from her breasts, found the hooks and eyes and unclasped the garment. He threw it away. He looked down at her breasts and couldn't help but admire them. They were full and rounded with dark nipples.
Holly joined him on the bed. When Hope tried to raise her hand again, Holly grabbed the arm and kept it pinned down. Hope cursed them both.
'Lift her hip,' Holly said, 'and I'll take her panties off.'
Wiley lifted her hips and Holly pulled the panties down and threw them on the floor. He settled himself between the blonde's thighs and started to tease her by brushing against the lips of her cunt with his cockhead.
'Oh, God, please, please, don't do this.'
Wiley laughed. 'Can't stop now. My cock's too hard.'
Then Hope knew. He was really going to do it He was really going to stick that big, ugly thing inside her. Her eyes went wide with shock when she felt the bulbous head against the soft lips of her pussy. 'Celeste will kill you for this!'
'That's the idea,' Wiley jeered. 'Get ready, cunt.' He played with her tits, roughly squeezing and tweaking the soft nipples.
'Don't,' she begged. 'Please. I can't. You'll tear me up! You mustn't. Not all the way. It wasn't my fault!'
'It was Celeste's,' Wiley hissed.
'No. It was Cody's! It was all Cody Ferrain's fault!'
Wiley paused. He stared at Holly. 'Is that his name?'
Holly stared back at him, thinking. Then she shrugged. 'Yeah. Cody set it up. He likes to watch. The guy who fucked her in the cunt and ass was Emilio Vargas. He's kind of nuts. He does whatever Cody tells him to.'
'That's all I wanted to know,' Wiley said, rocking back on his heels and pulling his cock away from Hope's pussy.
'Oh, thank God,' Hope groaned, and passed out.
Wiley rolled away from her and pushed Holly onto her back. He ripped her blouse open, exposing her braless tits, and pulled her skirt up around her waist. Then he shredded her panties.
'I thought you were going to fuck Hope, split her! I wanted to watch! What the hell are you doing?'
'Finishing what we started at your place.' He pried her knees open and let his body slide down between her thighs. He ground the head of his hard dick, painfully against her clitoris.
'Easy. Oh, Christ, easy!'
'Easy shit.'
He found her spongy hole and thrust his meat inside her cunt with all his strength, filling her to the tip of her
