thick and hard, dark colored with blue veins under the antique ivory color of the skin. The head was purplish red almost a bruised color. And it looked hyper-sensitive, as if it was ready to fuck anything anywhere.
'Well,' he said. 'Make up your mind. This or the cops.' His fingers wrapped around his cock and pointed it accusingly at her.
What choice did Sally have? None! She'd known what her answer would be the moment she heard his fantastic offer of a deal. She had to give in. There was no other way, and if that meant sucking his repulsive cock, then suck it she would and be damned.
Nervously Sally leaned forward in the bed and Ron reacted by grabbing her hair and pulling her over on her back. She wound up lying on her back staring up at his cock as he guided it down toward her sensuous full lips. Her heart was beating fast as it happened.
When the warm cock head touched her mouth, Sally gave up the struggle. She wasn't waiting any longer for a miracle to save her. She knew what had to be done. She had to do as she said she would.
Her mouth opened and his cock slid in inch by inch, thrilling him as her lips caressed it with joyful feeling. She was sucking as he pushed and the combination of forces made him giddy with sexual feeling.
Sally almost choked as it went in. She hadn't thought her mouth was deep enough to swallow it. She knew she'd gag and choke and throw up. But she didn't do any of those things. Man's pecker was just like her little sons', only a lot bigger.
Seeing that her mouth was full, Ron smiled and said, 'I didn't introduce myself. My name is Ron Thatcher.' Then he leaned forward and buried his face in the beautiful red chestnut bush between Sally's creamy thighs. His tongue lanced out and stroked her cunt and made it quiver.
Sally gasped at the sudden feel of a man's tongue invading her crotch. It was a sensation she liked, but not when it was accompanied by his cock shoved down her throat. Distastefully she sucked and stroked his cock with her tongue, making him enjoy it even if she didn't.
That, she told herself, was what has to be done to get out of this.
Ron's tongue had slid down between the thick lips of her cunt, bunching them up on either side so that he could switch his mouth from left to right and suck on one and then the other. At the same time he ground his hips down, dipping his cock in the hot well of her mouth. Slowly his hips started their regular cadence, fucking her sucking mouth with short, regular strokes.
Sally moaned around his cock. She had just felt Ron's tongue slipping into her cunt and filling her and overflowing her. His chin rubbed against her sensitive clitoris and despite herself she began to enjoy being tongue fucked while sucking in the man's dick.
It's all right, with a stranger, she admitted grudgingly to herself. But suppose Hal wanted to do it. I couldn't. It's degrading and… and I couldn't bear to touch his filthy thing. Sally shivered, imagining Hal forcing his pee cock in her mouth, forcing her to suck on it until he came and filled her lips with his seed. It was unendurable.
But at the same time she was eagerly sucking at this Ron Thatcher's cock. She had to because she faced something worse if she didn't. So she knew she might as well enjoy it as much as possible. He wanted her to enjoy it, she told herself, or he wouldn't have been doing such a good job of sucking her cunt.
Fortunately for Sally, she couldn't read Ron's mind. He sucked her cunt because it got him off, it excited him. The most exciting thing to him at the moment was that he was forcing her to do something she didn't want to, and expression of distaste or repulsion would have meant only that he would have enjoyed his pseudo-rape even more than he was, if that were possible.
Ron's face lifted and dove as his tongue wove around the sides of Sally's sensitive twat. He loved the smell of her pussy, musky and heavy like a too-strong perfume.
The sounds of his cock plunging in and out of Sally's mouth turned Ron on too. She sucked and slurped at his dick. Her lips wrapped wetly around it and when he heaved in and out she fought it, gasping for breath or moaning her own response to the things his mouth was doing to her twat.
She was heaving up and saying, 'Fuck, fuck, fuck,' around the sausage of his prick driven into her mouth.
She was tingling like a tuning fork despite her revulsion against Ron's penis. Darkly she suspected that she would have enjoyed any man's, but she fought accepting such a thought as being foul.
I'm not a fucking whore, she protested in her mind as she sucked heavily on Ron Thatcher's pistoning cock. I can't do these dirty things that men expect me to do. They're unnatural, perverted. She moaned as his tongue darted into her innermost crack and opened her up to his oral love making.
She was jerking like a guitar string. She wished she could get him to play with her breasts. That's what she wanted, she told herself, because it would turn him on and make him cum faster so they could get it over with.
For the first time, she thought of what would happen when he finally came. There would be the explosion of white cum in her mouth, flooding her throat. She'd have to swallow as fast as she could, drinking it down in unseeming haste.
Sally's mouth started salivating and she thought nothing of it while she continued to tell herself again and again how awful it was going to be to swallow Ron's icky cum.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Ron was feeling a warm glow all over. It was a danger signal that he was getting ready to cum. One that he had learned to heed because if he ignored it there was liable to be a long wait before he had another good hard-on and any more nooky.
Suddenly he scrambled backwards and pulled his hot cock out of Sally's pert mouth and left her cunt gasping for the slippery tongue that had been drilling it.
'Hey, cunt,' he said, 'your kids were telling me you do neat tricks, like fucking them both at the same time.'
Sally's heart stopped beating. For an awful moment, lying on her back staring up at his rigid cock still wet with her saliva, Sally thought she was going to die. How could the boys tell this awful man such things about me? Don't they understand that it was… our secret?
And then she realized that he had scared them. They were too young to withstand the sort of pressure he would exert. He was an awful man!
She decided she would live. She stared back at him and wouldn't answer.
'Well,' he said, 'I've got a cute little trick I want you to do for me. Something right up your line…'
'No!' Sally burst out. 'I'm not going to give in to your filthy perversions, you filthy, perverted man!'
Sally was mulling over stronger language when he growled at her, 'Yes you are, cunt, or you can explain this to your husband as well as the sheriffs office. I think we can make a case that you perverted your own kids so they couldn't help raping my girls…'
Sally suspected he was right.
'What do you want me to do?' she asked wearily.
'That's better,' Ron said. 'That's much better.'
He even smiled at her as he sat next to her on the bed and felt her tits with his hands, his fingers squeezing her already hard nipples. Then he put an arm around her and pulled her naked body against him and kissed her on the mouth, his tongue squeezing in between her lips.
At first Sally resisted. But his mouth was hot and she couldn't fight it. Her jaw muscles relaxed and she surrendered, feeling the hot tide of sexual excitement flow through her leaving her helpless. She sucked on the thick, greasy tongue he stuck in her mouth and was disappointed when he pulled it out of her mouth and broke off their kiss. She was breathless and her heart was thumping out of control.
Ron smiled at her. His thick, black eyebrows seemed to fold together as he explained, 'I just wanted you to taste what your cunt tastes like,' he said. 'How did you like it?'
'You're rotten. Really rotten,' she said between clenched teeth.
'I know.' Ron smiled again and seemed almost pleasant.
'What do you want me to do?' Sally looked down at her naked crotch and wondered at how much trouble sex was leading her into. She swore if she got out of what was happening she'd never have sex with anyone but Hal
