down her golden belly until he reached her mons. Withdrawing his finger, he spread her legs slightly, twisted on the bed and lowered his head to her awaiting cunt.
Wendy felt the man's lips as he nibbled the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. She thought again about Gregor and his rough manner – but that seemed ages ago. Now, she sucked her breath and chilled as Paul spread the lips of her pussy and licked out with his tongue.
'Ughhhnnn… oh, Paul… Ohhhh…' she whimpered and raised her hips from the bed.
Paul smiled inwardly as the girl responded to his subtle manipulations. She was ready – but he would not deflower her for the sake of simple passion. He had far greater plans for her than that! Slowly, he began his oral stimulation of the girl's clitoris as she writhed to the touch of his hands and mouth. He felt her stroking his aching prick and he knew it would take little to bring him off.
Wendy gasped for breath as she felt 'that feeling' rising again in her loins. She knew that it was going to happen again and she knew too, she had no control over her own body. It was both frightening and confusing, for her knowledge of sex was extremely limited. She felt Paul's prick pulsing in her hand and for some unknown reason, she felt the need to do something for him.
Opening her eyes, Wendy found the man's prick just inches from her mouth. She rolled her head to one side and as he licked her pussy erotically, Wendy kissed the head of his throbbing cock.
Paul felt the girl's lips on his prick and he thrilled to think this inexperienced virgin was licking his cock of her own accord. He renewed his attack on her tilt and as she arched to him, he slipped his hand beneath her supple ass cheeks to fondle her there. As he did, his finger encountered that puckered ring of flesh so near her cunt; it was wet with her juices and his saliva. Slowly, Paul worked his middle finger into the girl's asshole and as he did, her body stiffened.
Wendy felt the intrusion of his finger and a moment of panic took her. Then, as she felt his finger stretch the muscle of her anus, she relaxed and a deep, warm feeling washed over her body. Opening her mouth, she took the head of his prick into her mouth and began to wash it lavishly with her tongue. She liked the taste and the feel of the velvety head as she squeezed it with her hand.
Paul knew he could not hold out long and he hated to waste a load in her mouth. He wanted to fuck this tender young girl, but he was torn between wanting that, and the fulfillment of his plans for her.
Without warning, Paul raised up, pulling his prick from Wendy's mouth. He turned on the bed and rolled her to her left side. He lay very still for a long moment as the girl grew used to the feel of his body next to hers. He reached around to cup her tits and as he did, she pressed her ass against his loins.
Wendy thrilled at the man's touch. She could feel his prick throbbing hotly against the backs of her thighs and somehow, she knew what was coming next.
'Try to relax, baby,' Paul whispered and kissed her neck. 'It will hurt a little at first, but I'll be gentle with you.'
Wendy went rigid, then relaxed as she felt Paul guide his prick between the cheeks of her ass. She sucked her breath as she felt him nudge her there, then she cried out as she felt a sharp pain.
'Easy… easy, baby,' he whispered and let his hand move over her supple hip to cup her dripping pussy. As his finger found her clit once more, he began a slow rhythm with his hips that worked his prick in deeper. He felt his throbbing cock as it passed the second ring of muscle and he thrilled at the thought his was the first prick to violate her asshole.
Wendy fought the desire to pull away from the man. But he was so very gentle with her and he had her aroused to the point where she didn't really care – so long as he continued playing with her pussy. She whimpered, then, as the pain subsided, she began to move her body against his.
'Does that feel good, Wendy?' Paul asked and kissed her shoulder.
Wendy chilled as she felt the warmth of his body pressing against hers. She felt her body filled with his stiff prick and she knew then what Joni had experienced in the basement. She shuddered as Paul thrust forward gently and his prick entered her asshole.
'Yessssss!' she gasped. 'Yesssss… good… feels good… Oh, God!' she cried and found his hand with hers. She held his hand against her cunt as she began to writhe sensuously and he began fucking her slowly in the ass. 'Yesssss!'
Paul sucked his breath as the girl's asshole clenched tightly and he felt his prick jerk. He eased his prick out until only the head remained, then he thrust forward slowly with his hips until the girl's hot ass cheeks were pressed tightly against his belly.
'Ughhhnnn… God, you're gonna make me cum!' she sobbed and ground her ass against his body. 'I'm gonna cum! Fuck me! Fuck me in the ass… God, fuck me!' she wailed and her young body quivered as she squirmed in sensual pleasure against his hand.
'Yes! Oh, yes, baby!' he said huskily as his prick jerked in her tight asshole and his cum boiled forth. His hot cum spurted deeply into the girl's asshole and he sobbed loudly as the girl writhed in his arms. One hand closed about her tit as the other fingerfucked her lewdly. He shivered in the throes of passion as he heard her cry out.
Wendy felt his prick jerk and gush its hot load into her body and she thrilled as her orgasm took her. Then, she felt his contractions pass and she sighed deeply as she moved her hand away from his. A sudden flood of shame overcame her as she realized she had actually enjoyed the obscene act and she could not help but wonder what her parents would think if they knew.
Suddenly, the door of the room opened and both Paul and Wendy looked toward the unexpected light from the hallway. 'That's one you owe me, Wendy…' Stella said without anger. 'I had him all primed for a good fucking… now I'll have to sleep with Gino or one of the girls!' But there was no malice in her voice and she smiled as she winked at Paul and told him, 'Sleep tight, kiddies…' and closed the door tightly.
Paul sighed and lay with his arms about Wendy's soft young body. Her hand had strayed to his leg and he felt her rubbing him gently as his hand waved up from her cunt to her belly.
'Sleep tight, little lady… I think I may just keep you for myself,' he said and kissed the nape of her neck.
'Paul…' she whispered softly. 'Please don ever hurt me.'
He nuzzled her neck and said, 'Go to sleep, Wendy… go to sleep.'
Wendy sighed deeply and closed her eyes. She felt warm and secure in the shelter of Paul's arms despite the fact he was the man responsible for her plight. She knew somehow, that she had submitted far too easily to the entire situation and that bothered her. Just a few hours before, she had been an innocent young virgin. Now – though her virginity remained intact – she had experienced and seen more than she might have conjured up in her wildest imagination. She knew what lay in store for her, bait somehow that didn't bother her as she felt Paul's prick soften, then slip out of her asshole.
Again, she sighed and pressed her body against Paul's warmth. Tomorrow, she decided, tomorrow I'll try to run away!
And with that thought, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep of exhaustion.
Wendy's dreams were scattered. She'd dreamed of being at home in her own bed. And in the dream her beloved father came to her. He climbed into bed with her and did the same thing Paul had done. But with him, she was not ashamed, and she snuggled to him as his hands caressed her body. Stella was in her dream too, but it was not actually Stella – it was her mother. Then, the dreams passed and she slept.
Wendy awoke slowly. Her first awareness was that she was not in her own room in her parents' home. A chill went through her body as bits and pieces of memory came to her and she recalled snatches of the previous day's experience. She squeezed her, eyes tightly shut and tried desperately to cut off the images that forced their way into her mind's eye, but she could not. Too much had happened to her, too many things had changed. And as a sob welled up in her throat, she realized that she had changed.
Beneath the covers, a hand touched Wendy's thigh and ran upwards to her hip. It lay there warmly and she choked back a sob as she turned to see who the person was.
'Thought you were gonna sleep all day,' Trudy remarked and smiled as Wendy looked at her.
Immediately, Wendy thought of her younger sister Sandy, and the many times they had awakened in the same bed to cuddle warmly. The tears welled up in her eyes and she shook her head slowly as Trudy reached out and gathered her into her arms. The dam of her emotions broke and Wendy cried openly as the girl held her and soothed her with words of solace.
