new and far from unpleasant.
Using the leverage of her doubled legs, she pushed up and down, riding the thick rail with increasing speed. Her hands reached out and firmly planted themselves on his heaving chest for support. Her breasts, glistening with perspiration, bounced and juggled and swayed in a tantalizing dance of desire from her chest. The pink, erect cherries protruding from the tips of the proud cones traced invisible figure eights and circles in the air as they jerked around wildly.
On his back, he smiled up at this girl who was such a willing student in the carnal arts. She was free and open in all her actions. She gave and accepted the way nature had designed the human body to do. There were no blocks of false morality to be found within her.
As she rode his crotch and the swollen length of cock solidly impaled in her loins, he slipped a hand between them. A probing fingertip found the throbby button of her clit. She squealed with pleasure as his finger found the sensitive target it sought.
Rolling and massaging the fleshy button, he whipped the girl's passion to a fever pitch to match the urgency that rose in his balls.
As she entered the first orgasmic contractions of her release, and came tumbling down to his chest, his testicles exploded with their own release. A seemingly impossible ocean of sperm and come forced its way up the thin tube in the centre of his cock. Outward the thick gallons of cream splashed into the heated cavern of trembling flesh.
He groaned as he gratefully emptied his balls into this open woman of Keller. He thrashed as the steamy juices of love boiled from his prick and flowed into the contracting folds of her vagina. He moaned as wave after new wave of pleasure racked his body. He quaked as spurt after spurt seared its way through his cock.
For moments that seemed like days he drained himself into the chalice of desire that lay atop him, lost in her own rapture. They clung together as they glided down to earth on the sweet winds of passion. Warmly and tenderly their mouths kissed and conveyed all the 'thank yous' that were needed and then some.
Somewhere as they held each other very, very close the relaxing veils of sleep clouded his eyes… … until he was awakened by the brush of teasing lips against his ear.
His eyelids pushed their way open. Sunlight flooded the room through the sheer draperies that lined the room.
'It's morning,' she whispered, as her lips lightly glided on his cheek, eventually possessing his lips in a long and stirring 'good morning' kiss.
'That's one hell of a nice way to wake up,' he smiled when they parted.
'Think I'll fall back asleep so you can wake me again.'
She laughed and her lips fell to his again. Her tongue flicked and twisted into his mouth, doing all sorts of warm thrilling little things.
When their lips pulled apart this time, both of them panted.
'Do I detect a hint that you would like to continue with last night's greetings?' he smiled, his fingers tenderly tracing the womanly features of her face.
'No,' she smiled. 'Last night is gone. There's nothing we can do about it. However, the morning is new and I believe it should be celebrated.'
'Why you shamefully horny wench' he answered in mock-shock. His palm slapped sharply over the perky slopes of her buttocks.
She retaliated immediately, digging her finger into his ribs and tickling. 'It's your fault, milord! You took my innocence and made me what I am today… '
'… a man-hungry bitch whose desires will never be sated,' he laughed, squirming away from her fingers. His hand jumped between her legs and squeezed the plump mound of her sex. It was already moist. 'I've created a Frankenstein's monster!'
'I know not who this Frankenstein is,' she twisted from his grip after lingering for a moment, 'but if you find me a monster, then there is no celebrating this morning!'
'You delightful bitch,' he grinned at her feigned anger, then attacked her exposed neck with a series of teasing nibbles and kisses.
Her arms were at his chest pushing him away as she struggled, not too desperately, to get away from his advances. His hands clasped her wrists, then pinned her arms to the bed as if she were being tied spread-eagle. His mouth moved upward and completely devoured her ear with loving caresses.
'Ohhhooo,' she moaned momentarily forgetting her playful fight, then she jerked away. 'No, I will not submit to the desires of a vicious rapist!'
He raised above the pinioned red-headed tease, smiling in a lustful leer. She had named the game. And he intended to give it to her! Right where she wanted it!
'You little dick-teasing, bitch, I've watched you strutting around for weeks, flashing that wiggling ass and juggling those bouncing young tits around for all to see,' he sneered taking the role she had suggested. He smiled as she squirmed with excitement and gooseflesh rippled over her trapped body. 'Now I intend to fuck the hell out of that hot cunt of yours!'
'NOOOOOOO!' she pleaded, in a voice that beckoned him to fulfill his promises. 'NOOOOOOO!'
'YESSSSS,' he hissed lewdly.
Wiggling her body between her not too tightly clamped legs, his bludgeoning rod twitched at the moist fur of her oh-so-willing pussy.
Quivery little shivers shot through her body at the intimate contact of their sexes. She squirmed and thrashed as if trying to find release from his grip, but her body never moved from the touch of his throbbing cockhead.
'Go on and fight, bitch,' he mocked. 'I like 'em to fight. It makes it all the sweeter for my cock.'
'Bastard,' she cried out in fake outrage. 'My father will have your head for this.'
'Ha!' he leered back. 'Your father sent you with me so I could get your head!'
'Oh!' she grunted with indignation. His hips lurched forward slithering his bulky prick into the humid cavern of her loins. Her feigned wounded pride turned to a pleased moan of 'Oooohhhoooo!'
'That's it, bitch,' he grunted, trying not to let the marvellous liquid warmth surrounding his shaft melt the role of rapist. 'Take it and love it!'
She squirmed and wiggled her pinned body. This time the action came not in mock-protest but in pure abandoned, wanton sensual desire. Desire for him. It was going to be one hell of a task to be a rapist to such a willing victim, he admitted to himself. But he intended to give it his best before he had to give in to the love that filled his being.
Still holding her arms spread out to her side, he wrenched his cock out from the heated, enfolding burrow of her manhole. Her legs immediately wrapped around his as if she thought he was going to leave her completely. She moaned and her pelvis jumped up in an attempt to recapture him.
But all he needed was room to drop his head to the coral blushed buds topping her breasts. Sucking, licking, and nibbling, he sampled, then ate at the first fattening button until it was stiff and erect. In turn, he moved his head to the opposing cherry of flesh and repeated his taunting oral maneuvers until it stood as hard as its twin.
'This-isn't-fair… ' she panted as he excited thrilling waves of pleasure in the sensitive crests of her tits. Her hands struggled to be free of his grip and roam his body.
'There's nothing fair about rape, my lovely bitch.' He snapped, then his teeth clamped firmly over one of the rubbery buttons.
Her eyes fluttered with the strange mixture of pain and pleasure. But she gave no indication the sensation was uncomfortable. Instead she moaned and squirmed under the body holding hers beneath its weight.
Tenderly, his tongue darted out to the throbbing, now red, nipple and licked. He washed and soothed the fleshy tit-tip with loving oral caresses. Then he pulled his mouth away and once more stretched out on his bed of womanflesh. In sensual languor, she writhed under his bulk.
The satin-covered pillows of her breasts balled against his chest as she rolled them. Their tiny stiff nipples poked at his flesh.
His hips plunged down, ramming his hard prodder toward her cervix hidden in the warm recesses of her vagina. She groaned and threw her pelvis up to embrace the meaty impact of his thrust. She squirmed and rotated her hips, washing his length in the enfolding channel of her belly.
