into the mattress in little concentric contracting movements, as if she were losing all control. Her cunt flowered open to him, the delicate tang of her perfumed moisture like a nectar to his tongue. Then, her hands on his head were urging him up… she wanted him now, her body writhing and unstill, her full young breasts heaving and swaying to the sides.
Mark moved up over her and with still closed eyes, she drew back her thighs and reached down beneath him searchingly, until he felt her cool hand once more on his prick. The throbbing member jerked in her hand, its heavy foreskin slipping back as gently, she guided the smooth, rubbery head to the receptive, wet mouth of her vagina, until he could feel the moist, fleshy warmth seemingly nibbling at him, as if trying to draw him into her.
'Oh… oh Phillip,' she moaned passionately. 'Now, Darling, now…! Do it to me! Please, do it…!'
Mark Coleman grinned triumphantly down into her beautiful, desire-twisted face, the closed eyes, the even white teeth biting at her lower lip, the tiny furrows of need wrinkling her forehead, inciting his lust even further. He said nothing… only thrust into her with a long powerful plunge that raised a surprised grunt of shock, pain, and pleasure from deep in her throat, her moist heat clutching around his cock like warm vibrant liver. He gasped loudly, the unexpectant blissful sensation overwhelming him, and almost uncontrollably began to fuck into her with fast, unmeasured strokes that lengthened and shortened in uneven cadence as he filled her warm, moist vaginal passage to greater and greater depths.
He levered most of his weight onto her and beneath him she quivered and trembled, her berrylike nipples digging into his chest with pointed, erect pressure; her warm smooth belly snug against his while her naked thighs clamped and unclamped, holding and releasing him in an erotic rhythm.
'Oh Christ,' he groaned as he felt her tight, almost virginal cunt, squeezing along the length of his prick that was growing and expanding inside her to the point of near-bursting.
'My sweet, sweet Phillip,' she hissed over and over again as she bucked and writhed under him. 'My own darling lover… I've waited so long for this moment,' she moaned, her face beginning to move from side to side, tiny teeth marks appearing on her lower lip where she had bit it… and then her lips sought his. She sucked his tongue and forced her own into his mouth, panting warm sweet breath into his throat.
'Oh… God, I love you, my Phillip…' she moaned again and Mark could stand it no longer.
'Phillip, my ass!' he snapped down at her as he lunged and stabbed in a bludgeoning thrust, brutally tearing into the depths of her cunt. 'There's no Phillip here, Baby… just me right now. I'm the guy you seduced. Mark Coleman… remember?' Again and again he thundered his massive cudgel into her, a sadistic grimace suddenly contorting his face as he watched her expression of passion change to that of confusion, and finally, sheer horror.
'Oh… oh my God, no… No!' she half screamed, trying then to squirm and kick, to writhe herself from beneath him. 'Stop! My God, stop it!' she shrieked, getting one hand up to claw at his face.
'You little bitch!' Mark snarled, grabbing her hand before it could do any damage.
Easily, he pinned her beneath him, holding both of her hands back to the bed with his own, his heavy, sinewy body still resting securely between her widespread, defenseless thighs, his cock buried far up in her cunt to the very hilt.
Laurie stared up at him in utter disbelief. It couldn't be. It just couldn't be! But… but it was! His grinning, lust-filled face swam before her. The velvety cobwebs that clouded her brain were far from gone, and now he lay still, with his huge shaft completely filling her belly, she felt him flex its turgid head and wild little sensations that she seemed to have no control over rippled through her loins and belly.
'Ooohh…' she moaned as the electric-like shocks of unwanted pleasure burst through her. 'Please… please don't. Oh God… how… how did I get here like this?'
'Don't play coy, Laurie,' he said, giving her a salacious grin. 'You begged me to bring you up here and fuck you… and that's just what I'm doing.'
'No… no, it can't be true. You're lying… Oh my God, where is my husband?'
'Where the hell do you think? Fucking the shit out of my wife… the way he's been doing for the past dozen years or so,' Mark spat, watching her face as his words slowly registered.
'I-I don't know what you're talking about. You're lying…' she groaned beneath him, trying weakly to twist from beneath his all impaling body.
'Am I? Listen to me, Baby, Dianne and Phillip were childhood sweethearts in Concord, New Hampshire,' he said, sparing her no mercy. 'It's a long story, but you can take my word for it… they've been in love for years… I thought you knew, and that was why you asked me to fuck you…'
'No! God, no, I never…!'
'Of course, you did, Baby,' he insisted, his attitude softening a little. 'Oh, you were a little drunk, but you knew what you were doing when you led me up here and undressed. Don't you remember? Fuck me, Mark darling, you kept saying. Please, fuck me… and that's just what I'm doing, Honey… and going to keep on doing until both of us are so beat we can't walk.'
'Dear God!' Laurie gasped as he flexed the swollen head of his prick deep inside her tingling vagina once more, causing forbidden and unwanted pleasurable fermentations to trickle through her and she rolled her face away from him in abject humiliation. Dear God, how could it be that her body was enjoying his horrible assault when her mind was filled with repugnance and wretched horror? What had he done to her…?
Mark began to throb his deeply imbedded member again and again, watching her beautiful face once more go through a metamorphic change.
'Ooohhh,' she, whimpered through clenched teeth, her, tightly clenched teeth finally falling limply open, but her tear wet eyes once more clenched tightly shut. 'Ooohhh… ooohhh… oooohhhh,' she moaned, her nostrils beginning a slow hesitant splaying in tempo with his throbbing cock… until unrestrained little mewling sounds of delight erupted involuntarily from her throat and he knew he had finally, and completely, subjugated her.
'Ooohhh, Dear God… I can't help it,' she whined pitifully. 'It-it's so good… so good…'
Her urgent answering nibbles began around the head of his cock. The wet, clasping cunt flesh responded with a soft opening and closing, almost sucking at his pulsating shaft. He said: 'You want me to fuck you now, don't you, Laurie?'
She wanted not to answer him… oh God, she wanted not to so badly! But the wild sensations his huge throbbing cock shot through her set her whole naked body to jerking and writhing beneath him, tiny moans of helpless passion emitting from deep in her chest.
'Don't you?' he persisted.
'Oh… Oh… yes, yes… do it to me! Please, do it…'
'Do what, Laurie darling? What do you want me to do?'
'Ooohhh… you know, you know!'
'Say it! If you want it, say it, Baby!' 'Oooohhh… yes, please… fuck me, Mark… Yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! I need it… want it so bad!' she hissed, and he freed her hands that immediately encircled his neck, pulling his lips down to hers as she thrust her tongue with wanton acceptance half into his throat. She continued to moan up into his mouth in servile resignation, her beautiful face twisting in her bliss, her mouth laboring, the cords in her swanlike neck taut, her nostrils flared, a sudden thin film of perspiration beginning to form on her forehead and upper-lip, her long reddish-gold hair a mass of interwoven entanglements.
All logical reasoning had deserted her; there was nothing that mattered except the insane craving that filled her belly and loins, and the erotic ecstasy of his huge cock pulsating in the deep warm sanctuary of her cunt. To the world, she closed her eyes and reveled in her own private bliss.
Mark Coleman gaped lustfully down at her as her head began to roll helplessly from side to side and her hips began a slow, almost involuntary rocking motion beneath his impaling cock. He had to clench his own teeth tightly as he felt her excited nibbling cunt screwing itself up tighter against his hair-covered pelvis. He remained immobile and watched fascinated as she rotated her hips from side to side around his rod of lust thickened flesh, her vagina clasping in time to its rhythmic beating. She began to screw upward onto the length of it, the tiny contracting muscles inside her cunt biting hungrily at the blood inflamed head he had slowly withdrawn until no more than an inch of it remained inside her. The dilating lips between her tight, hairlined cunt pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down the glistening shaft, then worked its way slowly back up until her soft, down-covered mound ground tightly against his pelvis and his balls swung snugly into the crevice of her desperately clenched buttocks… his cock imbedded the full length of it deep into her warm, white belly.
