steaming wet valley of her loins. He wanted her begging for it when he was ready to ram it to her – and she was almost there. He had never seen anything like it, never seen anyone so hot for it, even with the potion. She obviously needed fucking really bad, and she would get exactly what she wanted – this was just the beginning.
The incredulous Turk knew the drugged young bride was too far gone now to fight anything he wanted to do to her and his mind began to form weird erotic pictures of the positions he could put her in and the things he could do at will to her thrashing desire-wracked young body.
He chuckled lewdly as he felt her hands begin desperately clawing at his greasy black head of hair, guiding his face tighter against the palpitating opening of her cunt. Again and again, he ran his tongue into the soft hair- rimmed furrow, flicking at the hungrily clutching cuntal mouth for a moment, and then quickly withdrawing to tease again around the hot throbbing edges of her pussy-slit.
He let her force his mouth down still more firmly over the tight little opening to her wetly clasping vagina. As his eagerly sucking lips rounded and covered the clasping viscous opening, he thrust his tongue deep up into it, bringing a low guttural groan from the defenseless young woman as her soft warm thighs closed convulsively around the sides of his bobbing face. He could feel the wet cuntal flesh slip moistly around his hotly extended tongue as the walls of her vagina opened and closed in a greedy clutching motion attempting to pull the invading instrument in deeper and deeper. It felt as though the nibbling voracious mouth would pull his tongue out by the roots, devouring it alive.
She snaked her legs around his body and pushed her heels down against his back, pressing his face into the velvety trap until he could barely breathe, his nose smashed tight against the tiny hard clitoris above. He breathed in the sweet pungent odor of her vaginal secretions, now flowing in abundance from her cunt, the aroma inciting his penis to a hardness he could no longer control. He had to fuck this little bitch soon or he would explode his load of cum all over the mattress!
The only half-conscious Penny was lost in the fire of the moment. Every muscle in her body was tensed as she strained her hips desperately upward toward that maddening probe between her legs. Robert had become like a God to her. She had never expected it could be like this, that her husband could bring such glorious sensual feelings to her inexperienced body.
Her love for him incited her further as her up-drawn legs opened and closed around the tormenting head that was gluttonously licking at her flame-seared pussy below. The tendons of her neck stood out as she pulled with all her strength against the tangled hair of his bobbing head.
'Ohhhhh! Ohhh, gooood!' she moaned, splaying her legs out wider and wider to give him easier access to her wildly throbbing loins.
The lust-crazed Turk could stand it no longer. He grabbed the hallucinating bride's flailing legs behind the knees and shoved them roughly back against her shoulders, slithering up over her sweat-soaked body at the same time. His rigidly jerking cock brushed against her wet prickling pubic hair as he planted his hands on either side of her shoulders, her ankles locking tightly behind his neck. He could look down between their bodies and see her upturned ass-cheeks and expanded cuntal slit, visibly fluttering just inches from his painfully throbbing cock.
Osman grinned obscenely above her as he edged his quivering penis slowly forward, watching its broad tip nuzzle into the pink moist flower of her eagerly waiting cunt. He stopped when the tip was firmly set in place, ready to slip forward and impale her at the first lunge he would make with his hips. He could feel her straining upward to take it in her, her hotly palpitating cuntal flanges writhing against him, sending waves of unbearable pleasure all the way from his bloated glans down the rigid cock-shaft into his aching balls hanging heavily below. He let her beg with her cunt a moment longer, poised above her like a bird of prey just waiting for the right instant to swoop down and spear her – then he drew back slightly for the first thrusting drive up into her quaking white belly.
At that moment, he heard the unmistakable sound of tires crunching in the gravel of the driveway outside the cabins.
'Damn!' he cursed out loud.
He had put off the exquisite moment he had been waiting for one minute too long. It didn't seem possible that so much time had passed, but it must have. He hovered above her a little longer, considering going ahead and shoving forward into the squirming hot cunt clutching at his pulsating shaft – but he wanted to carry it to full humiliating completion when he did.
Cursing again under his breath as he gazed from above down at the uncomprehending young wife, he disentangled himself from her encircling arms and legs and climbed hurriedly down off the bed.
'Don't worry, little hot bitch. I'll fuck you later till you can't walk,' he growled down at her undulating, unsatiated body. It only took him a split second to slip his clothes back on again, and then he let himself out of the room, taking care to lock the door securely from the outside so that the desperate blonde wife would not be able to get away. He left the key in the lock, hoping to return quickly and finish what he had started.
Penny thrashed and moaned on the bed, unable to comprehend what was happening. Had she somehow made Robert angry with her again? Didn't he understand that this time she was ready for whatever he wanted to do to her? She moaned out her frustration, clamping her thighs tightly together. She was willing to give him any kind of pleasure, if only he would put his exciting hardness into her now and drown the gnawing fire that raged out of control in her vagina.
The hopelessly confused young wife opened her drug-fogged eyes and glanced searchingly around the dim moonlit room, groaning again in unsatisfied passion, when she found no sign of her husband. Finally, in desperation, she thrust her hands back down into the steaming hotness of her loins, slipping her fingers lewdly along the moist pussy-slit. It relieved the aching urgency a little, and she began to stroke her extended fingers back and forth along the quivering vaginal mouth, driving her excitement to even greater heights. She found her hard-nubbed clitoris with the fingers of one hand and massaged the throbbing little bud in frenzied need, the other hand becoming soaking wet as it plunged into her moistly expanded cunt and established a wild fucking rhythm. She groaned again and again, in frustrated memory of the hard fleshy rod that had been so near to quenching the fires of love 'Robert' had ignited inside her.
CHAPTER THREE
Outside in the cool night air, Osman raced up the narrow path to head off whoever had arrived at the motel office. As soon as he had rounded the last row of bushes surrounding the cabins, he could see it was Madame Afet. She met him as he ran panting up to the tiny porch outside.
'Good evening, Osman,' she greeted him with a winning smile. 'Where's the fabulous little prize you promised me?' She could tell that he was excited to a fever pitch, and automatically her eyes dropped to the swollen bulge in his trousers. The slimy little bastard has been up to something already, she thought to herself. If she really was as lovely and appealing as he had indicated to her on the phone, she hoped he hadn't marred or disfigured her body.
'As usual, she's in cabin number fourteen,' Osman replied, not missing the interested glance Afet had thrown at the still throbbing cock in his trousers. You can have some of this too, he thought obscenely. He had long wanted to fuck Madame Afet. He knew she had been one of the most famous courtesans in Turkey when she was a few years younger, and he would like to give her a sample of what a real man could make her feel. He had an idea tonight might be the night, and his cock jerked violently at the thought. He let his eyes wander greedily over the swelling breasts filling the front of her tight dress. He looked on down to the gracefully flaring hips and full rounded thighs encased in the clinging material below.
His lewdly forward glances were not lost on Afet, and she involuntarily shuddered at the thought that he might run his hands over her body if he ever had the chance. She had never been a woman to turn down a good fuck, but this Osman was just too repulsive. Still, if it had to be done someday, she reflected, she supposed she could do it. He did seem to have a monstrously huge cock. She pushed these unnecessary thoughts to the back of her mind and got down to business again.
'Let's see this fabulous Goddess you've found,' she said with obvious disdain for Osman's cock-sure attitude. 'I haven't got much time, as you know. My services are in constant demand in Istanbul. I may be losing thousands of lira just by being here.'
'Of course,' Osman answered in a mocking voice. You phony bitch, he added to himself. You know that most
