and jerking with desire for her. She looked in his eyes, then stared boldly at the swollen, gristly hump of his crotch.
'Sure,' he grinned, stepping back, letting the still-untied cord go slack around her extended wrists. Quickly he removed his shirt, and she devoured his powerful, athletic torso with her eyes, relishing the thick curly mats of black hair on his chest and stomach, and the thinner fur on the backs of his shoulders. He unbuckled his belt and stripped his pants and briefs down his strong legs in one motion. His huge red prick sprang up, swelling and bobbing and jumping, and Fawn gasped as she stared at it, because if anything it was even bigger than Eric's, fatter and longer by at least an inch, it's shiny purplish head an angry pulsing balloon of hot flesh. Half-terrified, but also halfstarved with hunger for it, she stared at the massive thundering cock and knew suddenly that she had got more than she had bargained for, but that there was no way to turn back now. What she had had in mind would have been excruciating enough without this immense fucktool giving it to her, but now… now…
He saw both the terror and the hunger in her eves, and he stepped close to her again, letting his gigantic prick pulse and jerk only inches from her nose.
'Oh my god!' she murmured, 'oh my god!' She stroked its fiercely ridged stalk with her shaking fingers, then bent forward and took the bulbous, flaring head of it into her mouth and sucked it, first softly, then more urgently, even maniacally. And he allowed himself a few moments of the pleasure her mouth gave him, and gently pitched his hips upward, fucking up into her soft palate. But then he pulled back, pulled his prick free of her slurping, clasping lips.
Again he caressed her soft cheek with his rough knuckles, then pulled her wrists up again and began cinching them tight with the extension cord. Fawn felt all of her flesh turn instantly to hot jelly, and she trembled so hard that she could barely-stay seated on the edge of the mattress. She whimpered with fear, unable to take her eyes off his surging stiff penis, the ballooning purple head of it still wet with her own spittle.
Gently he pushed her back on the mattress, drawing her bound wrists up to the brass bars of the headboard. As he looped the cord through the bars and tied it, she squirmed over onto her stomach, nestling her head between her arms, shutting her eyes and biting her lip. Oh god, oh god! she moaned to herself, it's happening, it's happening! I can't wait!
I've never felt anything like this in my life! I can't stop shaking!
Just do it to me, quick, quick!
Before moving to the foot of the bed to tie her ankles, he gently scooped his hand beneath her chin and lifted her face up from between her arms. 'Don't you want to?' he hinted with his head, indicating that she should roll over onto her back.
Again the contrast of his rough, chapped, almost brutal hand gently cupping her chin made her shiver with excitement. She shook her head, shook it rapidly, nervously, but with determination. 'I want it this way,' she whispered hoarsely. 'I want you to fuck me in the ass. Oh god, do it to me, do it to me, I'm dying, I want it, I want it!'
He smiled and shrugged, glancing down the smooth bronze expanse of her naked back to the high, upcurving globes of her quivering buttocks, still half-concealed by the gauzy fabric of her panties. 'Whatever you say, little darling,' he said. 'Whatever you want, you can have.'
Quickly he moved down to her feet. He caressed and stroked each foot with his harsh lips and rasping fingers, kissing her, rubbing her ankles and insteps, even her soles, sending spurting hot showers of sparks traveling up both of her legs, and making her wet pussy wince and flame with wild spasms. He made love to each foot and drove her crazy, before looping one securely with the twisted pantyhose, the other with the second extension cord, then splaying her legs widely and tying each ankle to the opposite corner of the bed.
By this time Fawn was simply a writhing, wriggling, squirming mass of hot voluptuous jellied flesh. Whimpering and moaning with fear and desire, she pushed her face into the sheet and mashed her throbbing breasts into the mattress, feeling the linen scrape across her sensitive pointed nipples. Her cunt steamed and simmered and flowed with juice, and she ground down her hips, gyrating them, pushing her aching pussy into the bed, feeling the lacy cloth of her thin panties chafe against her soupy blossoming cuntlip.
Her legs completely spread-eagled and fastened securely to the foot of the bed, her wrists tightly bound together and cinched to the brass headboard, she was more vulnerable than she had ever been in her life.
She was crazy both with terror and with lust, and she felt her body growing totally pliant and yielding. She felt him crouching between her legs on the bed, felt his gargantuan, hot, throbbing cock against the bare back of her left thigh as he leaned down over her back and whispered hotly in her ear. 'You're serious? You want it in the ass?'
'Yessssss! Yessssss!' she hissed. 'Please! Pleeeease!'
'Where's the Vaseline?' he whispered.
'In the medicine cabinet. Oh hurry, please, hurry!'
She felt the bed sink and rise as he left it, and while he was gone she tried to control her feverish panting, tried to let her body relax, tried to give herself over completely to the feelings of surrender she felt sweeping through her. She had yielded to this man so totally that it horrified her. She wriggled on the bed, feeling her stiff nipples flare and ache as the sheet scraped across them, feeling the cords bite into her wrists and ankles. There was no way to get free, she was at his mercy. God, let him be gentle! she groaned to herself, god, let him be gentle! But she knew that what she had invited him to do could not be done gently, and the mere thought of it made her body blaze and pulse with new fears and hotter fires.
She felt the bed sink again as he returned. Again he crawled up between her splayed knees, and she immediately felt his rough raspy hands on her lower back, caressing the smooth curve of her sacrum, grasping her supple waist, his thick-fingers digging into the trembling flesh of her stomach. He held her twisting hips steady, his chapped, sandpapery lips burrowing in the wide shallow dimples above each of her buttocks. Fawn moaned with low husky delight as she felt the ripples of warm pleasure flow up and down her back. 'Ohhhnnn… ohhnnnnn,' she moaned dreamily, twisting languidly in his firm grasp.
'Oh, you like that, do you?' he murmured. His hands slid down her waist to her thighs, and squeezed the resilient outside muscles, then dipped inside to stroke the silky sensitive inner skin.
She felt his tongue exploring the creases of flesh where her thighs met the bulging flesh of her buttocks. He nipped at her panties with his teeth. She shuddered and squirmed and whimpered, now realizing why he had told her to leave her panties on. His strong teeth nipped at the quivery flesh of her ass through the thin gauzy cloth. Fawn went wild with delight. She felt him biting, chewing, tearing at her flimsy panties with his teeth, his firm fingers digging into her hips as he grew more aroused and passionate. Her cunt burned and ached and flowed, and she couldn't keep her body still. Her ass bucked and undulated up into his attacking teeth, she mewled and gasped, feeling his urgent teeth and fingers tearing at her panties. Ohhhh! Get them off, get them off! she groaned to herself. Chew them off me, ohhhh yessss!
He managed to rip a hole in them, and he slipped his tongue through it deep into the crack of her ass, making her yelp and shudder with surprise. 'Oh! Unneeee!' she gasped with shock, her wildly flipping ass suddenly flying out of his grasp as she writhed helplessly with unexpected pleasures.
Her uncontrollable wriggling and squirming apparently drove him crazy with passion, for he wasted no more time tearing at the tough elastic with his teeth. Instead he grasped it with his strong hands and tore it viciously apart, yanking it so hard that the thin strip of it bit into her belly and the skin of her quaking hips as it gave way. Her panties disintegrated into shreds of cloth, and he clawed at them with his rough raspy fingers, baring her ass cheeks and the puffy wet blossom of her runny cunt below them. She felt his breath on her buttocks, his tongue stabbing the hard nub of her smooth tailbone. Then his tongue went lower, lower, down into the long secret crack of her ass, and she squealed as it tickled the tightly shut ring of her rectum, then sank and slithered lower again. She squealed again as it reached her achy, squirmy, soupy quim, and she felt his chapped eager lips on her greasy vulva, felt him suck her cuntlips into his mouth, and jab his long tongue up the slimy tingling slit of her pussy.
Moaning and whinnying softly and going half-insane from the madly hot and sweet sensations, Fawn scrunched her face into the sheet and uptilted her ass to his invading mouth and hands, making her wet, desire- flashing pussy more available to his mauling lips, shrieking with delight as his harsh tongue scraped against the raw, flaming nerve-bundle of her erect clitoris. 'Aannngghhh!' she gagged with joy, feeling spurts of honeyfire bathe her feverish dripping cunt. 'Unnnn … unnnn,' she moaned deliriously.
His fierce, clawing fingers were sunk brutally in the flesh of her thighs, and he drew them up to her quivering buttocks and dug apart the firm creamy moons, raising his mouth up from her cunt and wriggling his tongue into her
