of pleasure somewhere deep under the pain as she had levered herself up off Jake's cock – as it had slid out of her, there had been something that had not been entirely agonizing…
'Yes,' she said. 'I – guess maybe I should… before I start thinking I can't… if they won't hurt me…
'Oh, they won't hurt you,' Doris said grimly.
A few minutes later Willy came into the room.
'Hi, teach,' he said jauntily – but she had a definite impression that his arrogance had been shaken.
Doris followed him in.
'Now,' she said brightly, like a teacher employing positive suggestions to get good results from a troublesome pupil, Sally thought, 'Willy's going to show us just how good he is at really making a woman enjoy being fucked – aren't you, Willy.'
He gave her a sidelong glance of respect. 'That what you want, teach?' he asked. She smiled up at him sweetly. He really was very good-looking, she thought.
'Yes, I'd like that, Willy,' she said. 'Why don't you – take your clothes off and come into bed with me?'
Doris smiled.
'Call if you need anything,' she said, and left the room, closing the door quietly behind her.
Willy stood looking down at Sally.
He said:
'Look – I – I'm sorry – about – you really wanna make it now, huh? I – I can do it pretty good – If you really wanna -'Yes, I do,' she assured him again.
He undid his shirt; and suddenly he relaxed, and grinned down at her, no longer playing the role of hunter toying with helpless prey.
'I always wanted you,' he said, 'but I knew it wasn't no good askin' – that's why I said they should take you when they wanted somebody to be a hostage – I figured I could make it with you that way… '
He stripped off his pants and stood at the bedside, a tan-skinned, muscular stud whose cock was pulsing into hardness at the sight of her.
And he was right, of course. It wouldn't have done him any good to ask.
She held out a hand to him.
'Make love to me,' she said.
He lowered himself to the bed, and stretched out beside her.
He said: 'It ain't so easy for a guy, wants a broad, knows she'll just turn him down flat, maybe make trouble for him – '
I'm not turning you down now,' she said, and ran her hand caressingly down his body.
He leaned over and buried his lips in the hollow of her throat, then nibbled at one of her earlobes. Pleasurable gooseflesh shuddered along her spine. He licked down the side of her neck to the throat hollow again, then with a series of tiny kisses he outlined the side of her jaw, traveling inward along her cheekbone; then his lips lightly touched her eyes.
Then his lips descended onto hers, his tongue, a warm, wet probe, coaxed insistently until her lips parted, when it slid into her mouth, and her own went to meet it. The kiss was long and languid, as with unhurried eagerness they explored each other, tasted each other. With one hand he stroked her hair, with a tenderness she found strangely moving.
Her nipples had risen into engorged little towers, and when his hand eventually left her hair and roamed on downward, the quietly rising and falling hillocks were alive and almost achingly ready for the touch of his fingers.
He lingered on the creamy mounds of her warm breasts for several minutes, cupping them, gently squeezing them, tracing with the tips of his fingers the contours of her rubbery-textured nipples and the surrounding areoles. She began to feel a sweet warm softness inside her belly, as though something there were warmly melting.
At last his hand strayed away from her breasts and moved in a still leisurely trail over the very slight mound of her belly. His fingertips spanned her abdomen, and his thumb rested for a moment at the top of her pubic triangle, then stroked the bushy curls downward, brushing the outer lips of her pussy with a maddeningly light caress.
She gave a little moan of excitement as his delicate manipulations sent a pulsing throb of sexual heat radiating through her loins, and the slick honey of her juices began to flow, saturating the tight entrance of her cunt.
The tip of his index finger moved further down, parting the swollen outer lips and spreading the moisture from her inner channel lavishly over the slick membranes. Her body jerked uncontrollably as his fingers brushed the magical nubbin of her engorged and ready clitoris.
She reached for his cock, wrapping her fingers lovingly around the pulsating diameter of his hard, silken, hot-fleshed massiveness. The thin, slightly sticky precoital fluid leaking from its inflamed tip trickled over her fingers, and she worked her grip up and down the shaft a little, spreading the lubrication lavishly as she did so.
With a moan of pleasure, he buried his face in the white valley between her breasts, nuzzling against the warm cushions of flesh, inhaling the scent of her skin. He licked his way up to one nipple peak, encircling the tiny cylider with his avid tongue. He teased it to a point of aching desire, then cruelly abandoned it, the wet heat of his tongue following the trail his fingers had already blazed, licking a path of fire down her quivering belly. His tantalizing tonguetip dipped for a moment into her navel, then brushed on down to the thick pubic nest, and homed in on the fiery ember of her aching clitoris.
Almost unconsciously reacting to the renewed jolt of pleasure, the embrace of her fingers around his prick tightened, and he whimpered his ecstasy against the moist flesh of her cunt, sending a vibration of intense delight resounding throughout her entire trembling body.
Then he was maneuvering his body into position atop hers, and she spread her thighs.
The tip of his huge, straining cock nuzzled at the dew-soaked entrance of her pussy, and for a moment she tensed.
Would it be all right?
Would that tearing agony rip through her again?
'Go on!' she gasped, and thrust her hips upwards slightly, and the rigid shaft slid inwards…
'Ahhh… ' she moaned, and she knew that It was more than all right, and always would be!
She thrust her hips towards him again. engulfing the welcome invader, sucking him into the liquid-seeming depths of her passionate heat. Her velvety Inner walls contracted to enfold him in their snug embrace, and he penetrated until every inch of his throbbing sex shaft lay nestled in the warm canal.
Her legs rose, and she clasped them firmly about his hips, and began a slow gyrating, circling motion with her pelvis to complement the slow, steady, in-and-out thrust of his potent, rock-hard piston of flesh.
'Oooohhhh,' she panted in pleasure, and the sound of her enjoyment spurred him on. The friction of their ardent fucking was generating waves of electrical excitement, and sparks of pleasure seemed to crackle between them. The rapidly accelerating movements of his slippery, sliding cock inside her was rapidly carrying her to the heights of ecstasy.
Faster and faster he pumped, and tighter and tighter her arms and legs embraced him as her first orgasm from real fucking overwhelmed her, and the clutching contractions of her cunt seemed to be trying to drag the sperm by force from his congested balls. He hung on almost desperately, his fingers clenching on the sheet, and when the first wave of her climax had passed over, he still remained hard like an indomitable breakwater inside her.
She lay gasping beneath him, and he ceased all movement, looking down at her fondly. He bent his head and kissed her on the mouth, affectionately.
Then, to her delight, his hips began their thrusting once again, and after a few moments she recommenced the circling pattern of her pelvis, sweating now, her cunt incredibly wet with the copious outpouring of lubricating juices. But its embrace around his iron cock lost none of its snugness. Indeed, she now started to discover that she could contract inner muscles, as she had during the ass-fucking sessions, and the delicious pressure forced uncontrollable gasps and grunts from Willy's lips.
Then the come was boiling up in his balls, and with a kind of desperate frenzy he speeded up the driving
