savoringly from deep in her throat.
Her arms, which had been wrapped tightly around his neck, slithered down now over his back, and her hands dug demoniacally into his muscular thrusting buttocks as they pounded down into her open unprotected loins, tearing at the material of his trousers with her nails as though she wanted to rip them off and fling them away. The zipper of his pants caught and pinched at the tender skin of her upturned pussy and she jerked wildly under him from the pain, then caught up the rhythm again and surged once more into the race for completion. Wet sluicing noises resounded through the room with each cruel driving lunge he made into her, blending with the soul- shattering groans coming from her throat.
Penny felt his hands run from the smooth hollowing cheeks of her buttocks down to her inner thighs and between them to the moisture soaked pubic hair surrounding her cunt. He rubbed his fingers into the soft fleshy flanges which clung and throbbed around his plunging cock-shaft like a rubbery wet mouth, and the maddening sensations it caused to quiver through her bucking thrashing body drove her closer to the brink of madness. Her body was slippery from the sweat of her invitingly untamed gyrations, and her head flailed uncontrollably back and forth on the mattress, her long blonde hair lashing and whipping like a cat-o-nine-tails. She opened her mouth gasping for breath in her wanton passionate abandon. She had become something crazed and inhuman, twisting and jerking, spreading her legs wide apart and wriggling them against his down-pressing shoulders, urging him on.
'Oh, oh, deeper, harder, fuck me, fuck me,' she begged in words she had never used before, grunting as if she were slaving with her body to punish his endlessly pumping loins. She was on the very verge of her orgasm, and she swung her feet straight up at the ceiling behind his head, her toes curling into tight little balls as she strained toward the final release that had been building in her for so long. Her ass-cheeks were undulating and waving uncontrollably from side to side under him as she spiraled her cunt wantonly up and down on his moistly plunging cock.
'I'm cumming!' the drugged young blonde suddenly squealed as if in surprise. 'I'M CUMMMMMING!' With a high-pitched gasp of intense passion she locked her ankles in a death grip high up behind his laboring back. Her body arched up at his and her arms snaked tightly around his neck, her mouth pressing smotheringly over his lips to suck and lick at them in devouring hunger.
Suddenly she was locking her whole body against his like a leech, not moving but quivering and quaking against him in a pulsating hula rhythm as she spewed her cum-fluids out around his still hard-driving cock and down the wide-split crevice of her buttocks.
'Fuck, fuck, fuck,' Nisli repeated over and over again, into her hot moist mouth, picking up the lewd words he had heard spouting from her lips and using them to spur her on. He felt the warm juices seeping around his teasing fingers on her cuntal lips, and he suddenly darted out with his moisture-soaked middle finger, thrusting it without warning into the tiny puckered ring of her anus. She moaned up at him, bucking painfully from the sudden unexpected entry, at the same moment as he felt a slow aching pressure soaring deep within his heavy balls. Gripping the cheeks of her insanely rotating buttocks hard with his outspread fingers, he squeezed the firmly molded flesh tight around his finger extended deep up into her anus, feeling her cringe and vainly attempt to jerk away from the invading pressure in her rectum.
Then, suddenly, as though great tidal waves of heat were surging through his veins, he felt himself cumming and increased the tempo of his fucking strokes to a machine-gun pace, grinding with each thrust as far up into her open and yielding cunt as he could go, bringing groans of post-climactic passion from her lust-wracked chest. He moaned like a death-rattle into the wet cavern of her mouth, felt the bursting in his loins, heard her whimpering cry and the tightening of her arms around his neck, and then, with a deep mind-shaking gasp that went on and on into her mouth, he exploded hotly inside her, shooting his thickly spewing sperm in endless streams up into her receptive cunt. He felt it spurting again and again, each pulsing gush wracking his whole body as if it would tear it apart, the hot cum ricocheting inside her clasping vagina filling her belly and mingling lewdly with her own flooding juices around his ejaculating cock.
They lay still then, their tightly embracing bodies locked together, throbbing and quivering like animals huddled tightly in a ball after a furious mating in the untamed wilds. After what seemed an eternity, the drug- controlled blonde suddenly collapsed away from him down onto the mattress, her arms and legs flung limply out to the sides.
Her hungering need had at last been fed, and she fell into the deep exhausted sleep of contentment that follows the satiation of all bodily needs.
Nisli felt his depleted penis slip wetly out of her relaxed moist cunt, and reluctantly lifted himself away from her spread-eagled young body. He would have liked to have brought her to life again and taken a great deal more pleasure from her obviously newly awakened passion, but he knew that he had to make his move fast. He had already stayed longer than he had intended to, but luckily Osman and Afet had not finished what they were doing. Moving with quick, cat-like speed, he left Penny alone and went to his car. He told his driver Mahmet to go back, wrap her up in the bedspread and carry her to the limousine.
There will be plenty of time to enjoy her at my mansion in Istanbul, he smiled to himself. And there I can dally with her at my leisure without any danger of being surprised in the act. He looked forward to teaching her all the things he would want her to do, and he congratulated himself for getting such a prize without paying one kurush for her.
Robert ran from the hotel into the noisy streets of Istanbul, cursing himself under his breath for his senseless inconsiderate treatment of his young bride earlier in the evening. He had been needlessly brutal and unfeeling toward her, and now she had run away from him in this foreign, sinister-looking place. If he had it to do over again, it would have been different, he told himself, but now it was too late.
He had returned to the hotel to find her gone, and after questioning the night porter and bribing him well, Robert had finally learned that Penny had taken a taxi. The porter said he had overheard her telling the driver to take her to a motel on the Dardanelles out in the country, and Robert was determined to follow her there and plead with her to give him another chance.
He was sure that she loved him, and if only he could find her she would let him try to make up for his mistake.
It seemed to take forever for the ferry to get them to the other side of the water that divided the huge city into two parts, but they were finally speeding through the night along the rough roads toward his abused runaway bride. They passed very few cars as they wound into the country, but once they nearly crashed head-on into a long black limousine at a dangerously narrow curve. He caught a brief glimpse of the well-dressed man sitting in the back seat calmly smoking and stroking the head of a woman sleeping against his shoulder. Robert shouted incoherently at him, shaking his fist in anger at the careless way the man let his chauffeur drive. But the face only smiled insolently at him as the limousine sped on toward Istanbul.
Robert's driver had indicated that it would take at least an hour to get to the motel once they were free of the city traffic, and he settled back nervously into the seat, smoking one cigarette after another.
At first Osman found it hard to believe that the American girl was not in the cabin where he had left her. Then he spotted the half-smoked oval cigarette Nisli had inadvertently left in the gravel outside the door, and he knew what had happened. He decided that Nisli must have seen Afet's car waiting outside the office, and angry that the double-dealing Osman was trying to get away with something, had kidnapped the girl while Osman was screwing Afet. He wondered if Nisli would ever pay for the young beauty.
When he told Madame Afet that the girl was missing, she became furious at her blackmailing lover, suspecting that he had planned the whole thing. After having his way with her, she thought, he had gone ahead and permitted the wealthier Nisli to take the young woman away to Istanbul.
It wasn't true, but there was no way to prove it to Madame Afet, and she left saying that he would have to find someone else to deal with in the future. She then slapped his face, promising to get even with him in some way, and left the motel in a fury.
