of her, but he was too quick and swiftly pinioned her shoulders and regained his position, quickly ripping her dress straight up from the waist so that it swathed her struggling arms and her muffled cries.
She struggled to free her arms so that she could push at his body, but while she struggled he reached around and pulled her flimsy brassiere away from her body.
Her large, bulbous breasts sprung free and she could hear him suck in his breath as he stared at the firm luscious mounds. She tried to cover her nakedness with her arms, but before she could muster enough strength, his mouth crushed down on her large pink nipples, sucking noisily and biting at the soft mound of flesh.
'Aaaaggghhh,' she groaned as he nibbled greedily on her soft white orbs, but he did not stop.
His other hand once again began to massage her stockinged thighs, running his fingers up to the vee of her loins and pinching her clitoris between his thumb and forefinger.
'God… god,' he murmured against her supple, porcelain like skin, taking his mouth away just long enough to catch his breath, then devouring her breasts once more.
His hands and mouth were instruments of torture to her, biting pinching, insistent and she twisted her body in a futile effort to free herself from this sex-starved maniac. She tried to think, but her mind would not function, the alcohol had taken care of that and she couldn't co- ordinate any of her muscles, so she floundered beneath him helplessly.
She was able to free one hand long enough to run her nails cruelly, harshly down the small of his back, and he let out a grunt, then slapped her face in his fury. Her cheeks stung from his blow and he forced her arms behind her back, pinioning them beneath her and his weight. She felt as though her arms would come out of their sockets; he had grabbed her so roughly and she screamed with spasms of pain and kicked her legs up at him as he snatched the elastic top of her brief bikini panties.
She wiggled her hips, trying to get away from the warm pressure of his hand, but as he tried to take her panties off, they ripped. He threw the torn silk on the floor and laughed cruelly as his hand closed hungrily over her pubic mound, his fingers tangling her soft pubic hair until it pulled.
'Uuuuuggghhh,' she gasped as his fingers worked anxiously with the soft, tender lips of her vagina pulling them apart and running his finger over her tight vaginal slit.
Her buttocks twitched and tensed, then relaxed with each manipulation of his finger. His long rod of stiff flesh ached with a lustful craving and he wanted to bury himself harshly into her, shoving as deep as he could go with the first thrust, but he didn't want her that way, he wanted her to give in to him, ask him to take her so he steeled himself against the aching throb of his monstrous organ and continued to relentlessly tantalize her with his lips and fingers.
She was screaming now, begging him to stop as she squirmed, her naked flesh writhing, completely at his mercy. Her face was wet with tears and her whole body trembled, yet she could not deny that a strange, warm sensation was beginning to stir in the juncture of her loins, a warmth that was completely foreign to her.
She fought him with her mind, but her body had a will of its own and no matter how she tried to deny it, he was beginning to stimulate her. Her chest ached from the struggles and her huge, firm breasts jiggled as her lungs filled with air and she gasped for breath. Her arms were throbbing from heir awkward position and it was difficult for her to breathe with his weight so heavily resting upon her.
His mouth closed down on her breasts again and nibbled a bit more violently this time, pulling at her nipples until she thought that they would disconnect from the rest of her body. He sucked harder and harder, stretching her full, round orbs out, holding them with his teeth and lips, then letting them slowly back again as he got ready to start again this delightfully exciting action.
His thumb rubbed over the nub of her clitoris, forcing it into stiff erection again, pushing and pulling it back and forth, teasing it, until she moaned as the fire between her legs grew hotter and hotter. Her head was so dizzy that the only thing she could think about was the gnawing hunger that was avalanching through her loins, in her belly, her breasts.
'Oooohhhh,' she whimpered, 'Ohhh!'
'That's my baby,' he chuckled, his voice thick with passion. 'Let it go!'
His finger tickled her vaginal passage until he could feel the first of her juices begin to flow, moistening her passage for his entry. Slowly, carefully, he inched his middle finger into her smooth damp channel, wiggling it sensuously, letting the warm throbbing walls close fleshily around the thickness.
She squirmed violently, feeling the thick cotton pile of the bedspread rub against her soft, white buttocks, but she writhed more to ease the tension in her loins rather than in an effort to get away from the man!
He could feel a drop of his seminal juice seep from his long, thick rod, and his pulsing organ jerked against the soft flesh of her thighs and she knew that it wouldn't be long before he took her, raped her that is!
Rape… rape… her mind screamed, but her body denied it because she knew deep down that if he didn't stop this horrible tantalizing and teasing of her erogenous zones, soon she would be demanding satisfaction, begging for it, pleading for it, if necessary!
Her breasts jutted out proudly, like two huge white pyramids and he buried his head between them, sucking one first, then the other. She didn't seem to mind the pain in her arms any longer, in fact she wished that he would free her hands. His robe was completely open and she stared at the huge length and thickness of his cock, his hairy chest and belly and found his body exciting and sensual.
The muscles in his chest rippled as he teased her in every vulnerable, sensitive spot and she wanted him… WANTED him… yet he was bigger than she had ever imagined a man could be. She knew that he would hurt her, but her belly and thighs were quivering, trembling in anticipation, excited by the nude, sexual fight and she didn't care if he tore her apart… she wanted him!
'Oohhhhhh,' she gasped, as he slipped another finger into her wet cunt, feeling her vaginal lips stretch and part from the pressure.
Her mouth was opening and closing in a fish-like movement and her eyes actually contained fear as he pushed her shoulders further into the mattress and worked his hips down between her thighs.
She bucked his hips upward, trying to unseat him, but he slumped heavily upon her until her legs were nearly spread-eagled, her ankles hanging on either side of the bed. She had never felt so open, so vulnerable and it was degrading, embarrassing, and she tried again to block her physical need from her mind.
'You want it.. you want it..' he gasped, letting the tip of his throbbing prick touch the lips of her vagina, twitching between them, then pulling away.
'Oooohhh… I can't… don't make me!' she pleaded.
'You can't what,' he barked harshly, 'Can't say it? Can't say that you want me to fuck you!'
'MMMmmmmm…' she groaned, her eyes clenched tightly closed, not able to look at the man who was doing this to her, humiliating her, degrading her, using that obscene word that way!.
'I know you want it… your body wants… SAY IT!' he commanded harshly.
'I-I can't…' she whimpered again, clenching her eyes tightly closed again.
'Say it, or I'll leave you… NOW!' he teased her cruelly. 'Say it! Say 'fuck me!' 'Noooooo!' she whimpered, and he began to pull his hips and his thick throbbing cock away from between her legs. His hands still held her shoulders firmly, but his loins were no longer touching hers.
She opened her eyes slightly to see what he was doing and he could tell that she was tortured almost beyond all caring now.
'Look at what you're missing,' he commanded. 'Look at it!'
Her eyes stared at his gigantic, jerking prick and she licked her lips and took a deep breath. Her body ached with need and she tried to raise her hips up so that they touched his once again, but he only moved further and further away from her.
Her mind spiralled out of control. Her brain was screaming, 'Please… do it to me… fuck me!'… but the words stuck in her throat. She couldn't believe that he could be so cruel, after all hadn't he plied her with liquor and brought her to his room to make love to her? Why wouldn't he do it, he had beaten her, why must he torture her so?
'Beg me. doll,' he grinned, his lips curling back over hips teeth, 'I know you want it!'
'Please… please…' she gushed. 'Don't make me say it! Don't make me say it!'
'Please what?' he teased through grinning lips. 'I want to hear it loud and clear!' 'Please… please… fuck,- me… FUCK ME!' she stammered, her voice almost a shout as the final words came tumbling helplessly from her throat.
