Roberta Jean had just kicked the living shit out of Mary Lynn, and now she was going to give the little cunt what she had coming to her.
Roberta Jean strapped on the big black rubber dildo and then mounted Mary Lynn.
"Please-"
"Shut up."
"I have never-"
"Never what?"
"Never fucked."
"You have a cherry?"
"Yes."
"Not for long," Roberta Jean said.
Roberta Jean then stabbed down with her femininely round hips and she drove the thick head of the fake rubber cock into Mary Lynn's cunt.
POP!
That was the sound of Mary Lynn's maidenhead as it was destroyed.
CHAPTER ONE
As Mary Lynn, the former teenaged virgin, felt the older woman's hard rubber dildo working hard and fast in and out of her cunt-and she felt the deep-vaginal orgasms ripping through her loins-she couldn't help but wonder how she had gotten there, to that submissive spot. She had started out lusting for a man, and now she was starting to think that she might be a full-fledged lesbian.
But where and when had the change occurred. It had to have been some time in the previous twenty-four hours. It seemed to Mary Lynn that just about everything that had ever happened to her had happened to her in the previous twenty-four hours.
Yes, a man.
Alexander.
What was his last name?
Alexander Woodridge, that's right. They had met at the beauty parlor where Mary Lynn worked part-time cutting hair. Alexander was Roberta Jean's boyfriend. Now Mary Lynn was nowhere to be seen, Mary Lynn was getting fucked, and Roberta Jean was the one wearing the black rubber dildo strapped around her feminine hips.
Mary Lynn's mind began to drift back.
Back into time.
Back just about twenty-four hours. Alexander and Mary Lynn had been sneaky. They had arranged to meet that night at his place, without letting Roberta Jean know anything about it.
*****
Know what?" the man said. "What's that?"
"Roberta Jean would KILL us if she caught us here," the man said.
"I do not want to think about Roberta Jean," Mary Lynn said.
"Fair enough, fair enough. Just get on your knees and give me pleasure."
"All right."
Alexander took down his own pants and whipped out his own cock.
Mary Lynn knelt before the man and she felt like drooling. His cock was dancing merrily in her precious face.
She looked at the tip of his dick bobbing up and down. She could see that his prick was damned big-bigger than expected.
Mary Lynn could tell that the man's cock was over ten inches long, maybe ten and a half inches long. Extraordinary!
Mary Lynn was hot the world's number one expert on cocks or anything like that, but she knew this cock was exceptional.
The truth of the matter was that it was not even the length of the man's cock that amazed the girl most of all.
Oh no. It was the thickness of the man's cock that really blew her mind. She was afraid she would not be able to fit it in her mouth.
She could see that the head of the man's cock was the thickest part. She thought his cock head looked like a ripe plum.
She could see that the man's dick was already thoroughly engorged with the hot blood of his masculine arousal.
She could see that his cock head resembled a grossly overgrown acorn-the kind from which mighty oak trees grow.
She could see that the skin covering the head of the man's cock was stretched tight because of the way it was swollen.
She could not remember ever seeing anything that was quite as thin and smooth as the man's bulbous cock head.
Mary Lynn could see that the head of the man's cock was a deep purple color. No, it was even darker than that.
She decided that the man's cock head was a blue-black hue. She decided she liked that color very much.
Mary Lynn found that her favorite part of the man's cock head was the little hole at the very tip of his spear.
His piss hole. Mary Lynn knew enough about masculine anatomy to know both the man's piss and come emerged here.
Mary Lynn thought the hole was very cute. The hole had little lips on either side of it, making it mouth-like.
Mary Lynn could see that the little hole was opening and closing rhythmically, so that it looked ready to speak.
Mary Lynn figured it was too bad that the man's urethra did not have tiny vocal cords at that sexy moment.
Mary Lynn figured that the man's urethra and piss hole would have most certainly sung opera if they's had a voice box.
She could see that the shaft of the man's cock was slightly skinnier than the head--but the differ-v ence was not a great one.
She could see that the stem of the man's pork pole was also a slightly lighter color than the head.
Once again, the difference was not significant. Alexander's cock shaft really was a deep purple color-and not blue-black like the head.
*****
The entire length of the man's cock shaft was bobbing up and down in front of his loins. The tip snapped upward.
The tip snapped higher and higher. Alexander's cock head snapped upward in a synchronized fashion with his heartbeat.
And the man's heart was racing. Mary Lynn could feel the wind of the flopping cock striking her in the face.
The tip appeared to be aiming for a spot that was several inches above the man's dimpled and concave bellybutton.
The tip came closer and closer to striking that spot above the man's navel, but that contact was never made.
Because of the way the man's cock was moving, the girl found herself looking predominantly at the underside.
Mary Lynn could see that the underside of the man's pork pole was lined with many dilated blue veins.
Mary Lynn could see that the veins criss-crossed as they went up and down the man's steamy pecker pole.
Mary Lynn could see that they made a pretty design on the man's pud, just like lines on an erotic roadmap.
Mary Lynn could see that there was one vein that was a good deal longer and thicker than any of the others.
Mary Lynn correctly assumed that this was the main vein, the vein that pumped blood all the way to the head.
Mary Lynn determined right then and there that she was going to use. that main vein in her oral pleasuring.
Mary Lynn decided that vein would guide her tongue tip's route from the base to the top of the shaft.
Mary Lynn then lowered her eyes and, for the first time, looked at the sack that held the man's testicles.
Mary Lynn could see right away that the man's gonads and the man's pecker pole had one major thing in common.
They were both a hell of a lot bigger than the girl thought they were going to be-and that was saying something.
Mary Lynn had thought all along that the man's cock and balls were going to be very big. But this was outrageous!
Mary Lynn smacked her lips. Alexander liked the obscene sound she made with her precious mouth when she did it.
*****
Mary Lynn could see that the man's balls were the size of golf balls. They were very big. But they were not round.
No, they were shaped more like walnuts, or maybe chicken eggs. They rested very heavily at the base of the sack.
Mary Lynn could see that the man's scrotal sack appeared to be filled to the brim with his steamy silver seed.
There was a reason for that. It was because the man's scrotal sack really was filled with his hump jelly.
Alexander felt as if his balls were swollen to twice their normal size. She felt as heavy as they appeared.
Alexander stood with his feet about shoulder-width on the floor. Mary Lynn was just about ready to get started.
Mary Lynn, before she started, she realized immediately, was going to have to do something about that bobbing cock.
Mary Lynn was going to have to do something to immobilize the man's tool of masculinity. She thought about this.
She did not have to think very hard, or for very long. A figurative light bulb went on above the girl's head.
Mary Lynn reached up with her right hand and placed her fingertips on the underside of the man's cock.
Mary Lynn pushed-and she did not stop pushing until she had pinned the man's cock head to his tummy.
Mary Lynn pinned the tip of the man's pecker to that spot several inches above his concave bellybutton.
Mary Lynn loved the way the man's cock felt as it throbbed against her fingertips. She rubbed up and down his cock.
Mary Lynn rubbed the sexually sensitized tips of her feminine digits up and down the man's mammoth member.
Mary Lynn then stopped. She decided that it was time that she got busy with her mouth. Her lips were tingling.
Mary Lynn ran the tip of her tongue back and forth across her sensuous lips, even though they were already wet.
Mary Lynn nibbled her lower lip with a pearly white tooth as she pondered the task ahead of her a moment.
Then she went to work. Mary Lynn began to kiss and lick and nibble at the man's inner thighs. He loved it.
Mary Lynn started her oral pleasuring program down by the man's slightly bent knees, and she worked upward.
Switching from thigh to thigh, the girl worked her mouth closer and closer to the base of the sack holding his balls.
Mary Lynn took her time about it. She showed great patience. She was in no hurry. Alexander began to moan.
Mary Lynn took her time about it but she eventually got to the point where her mouth was close to his nuts.
Mary Lynn's lips were so close to the man's dangling scrotal sack that he could feel her hot breath.
Then the girl parted her lips and she stuck her tongue out as far as she could get it. Her tongue tip was pointy.
Mary Lynn placed the tip of her tongue on the man's nuts for the first time. Alexander felt the wave of joy.
*****
Mary Lynn touched the man's balls tentatively at first with the tip of her tongue. Then she gained confidence.
Mary Lynn could see that there was a thick patch of short and curly pubic hair growing all around the cock's base.
Mary Lynn could see that there were even short and curly hairs growing from the man's scrotum, where her tongue touched.
Mary Lynn began to flick the tip of her tongue back and forth lightly and quickly. Alexander moaned loudly.
Mary Lynn could hear the man's breaths getting shorter and closer together. Alexander was beginning to pant.
Alexander could tell that his breaths were going to get shorter and closer together before they lengthened and separated.
Alexander had a feeling that soon he was going to look and feel as if he were trying to hyperventilate himself.
Mary Lynn licked with the tip of her tongue and with the tip of her tongue exclusively during the early stages.
Then she began to lick at the man's nuts with the flat part of her tongue-with the coated part of her taster.
Mary Lynn used the flat part of her tongue to lift and lower the man's balls as she laved them sensuously.
Mary Lynn did not stop licking at the man's scrotal sack until she had covered the whole bag with spittle.
Mary Lynn even became bold and went so far as to lick right up under the man's dangling scrotal sack. Wow!
Mary Lynn licked at the hypersensitive patch of skin in between the base of the man's balls and his asshole.
Then the man spoke.
"Suck," he said.
"Your cock?" she asked.
"No, my balls."
"Okay."
"Suck gently."
"I will."
"You could hurt me severely if you sucked too hard," the man said.
"Hurting you is the very last thing that I want to do."
"I know."
Mary Lynn concentrated on making her mouth cottony soft. She curled her lips over her pearly white teeth.
Mary Lynn did this to make sure that she would not inadvertantly bite one of the man's balls as she sucked.
Mary Lynn concentrated on breathing exclusively through her nose. She could feel her nostrils starting to flare.
Mary Lynn could hear herself making animalistic snorting noises with her flaring nostrils. Alexander heard too.
Mary Lynn then wrapped her lips around the man's left testicle and she began to suck. Alexander just loved it.
Mary Lynn did not suck anywhere near as hard as she could have if she wanted to. She sucked in a cute way.
Mary Lynn sucked in a subtle fashion. Mary Lynn created a subtle vacuum inside her oral cavity. Alexander moaned.
Mary Lynn hollowed her cheeks in a shallow fashion and kept the tip of her pink tongue busy at all times.
Mary Lynn was licking and sucking at the man's gland of masculinity simultaneously, much to the man's delight.
Mary Lynn licked and sucked at the left nut for a very long time before she pulled her mouth away to catch her breath.
She did this quickly and then wrapped her lips around the right nut. Alexander let out yet another baritone moan.
Mary Lynn sucked the right nut every bit as long as she had sucked the left. She sucked just as sensuously too.
Mary Lynn then pulled her mouth away from the man's scrotal sack for the second, and final time. He relaxed.
A little. Sure, the girl was through sucking his balls-but that just meant she was going to play with his nuts with her fingers.
*****
Mary Lynn had to use her left hand to play with the man's balls. Her right hand was still busy holding his cock in place.
Mary Lynn turned her left palm upward and slipped her feminine fingertips under the man's wrinkled scrotal sack.
Mary Lynn wiggled her fingers and she pleasured the man's balls in this manner. Then she bobbed his balls up and down.
Mary Lynn bobbed the man's glands of masculinity up and down at the same time-as if trying to determine their weight.
They were heavy.
Very heavy.
Then the girl decided to see if she could fit the entire scrotal sack in the palm of her hand at once. She opened her dainty fingers as far apart as she could get them. She stretched her palm.
She tried-to hold the whole sack but quickly discovered that it was impossible. Her hand was too small.
Alexander's nuts were too big. No matter how large the girl made her hand some of that sack drooped over the sides of her palm.
She could not hold it all, but she held what she could-and she squeezed what she held in a rhythmic fashion.
Mary Lynn squeezed in sync with the man's racing heartbeat-and in this manner simulated the natural throbbing he was feeling down there.
*****
Mary Lynn knew it was time to start licking the man's cock. She once again parted those puffy, sensuous lips.
She again licked her lips in spite of the fact that they did not need licking. Then she stuck her tongue out far.
Mary Lynn stuck her pink taster pout of her mouth so far that she felt an uncomfortable stretching at the roots.
Mary Lynn could feel a little of her spittle dribbling over her lower lip, then rolling down onto her chin.
Mary Lynn placed the tip of her tongue on the underside of the man's cock, at the base of the thick shaft.
Mary Lynn touched the place where the man's cock and the man's balls came together. Alexander moaned loudly.
Mary Lynn did not know it but she was touching a very important spot as far as the man was concerned, just then.
That was the spot where he could feel a growing tickle of manly anticipation. He knew what caused that tickle.
The tickle was being caused by the silver seed priming the pump, moving from his scrotum to his cock's base.
Alexander was smart enough and sexually experienced enough to know that the tickle could only grow.
It could only grow more intense, the man knew, as long as the girl continued to go down on him so sweetly.
Mary Lynn flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth across that spot at the base of his cock lightly and quickly.
She allowed her tongue to linger there and then she began to straighten her back. She licked up the shaft.
Toward the head.
She licked patiently and slowly, a millimeter at a time. "So good," he said.
He could tell that the tickle at the base of his cock was going to grow until it was no longer a tickle at all.
It was going to grow until it was a fireball of sexual anticipation, burning horniness. Ummmmmmm, he couldn't wait.
By the time his lust became that intense, the man knew, his cock would already be inside the girl's mouth.
That would be the sexual saturation point. That would be the point of no return. That would be the point of orgasmic inevitability.
Mary Lynn licked up the shaft of his cock, following the longest and thickest dilated blue vein, just as she had earlier planned.
She licked upward steadily until she got all the way to the top of the shaft. It was there that she licked the magic spot.
She could tell that it was a magic spot by the way the man's entire body jerked with pleasure when she licked him there.
The spot was on the underside of the cock shaft, at the top of the stem, below the groove in the underside of the man's cock head.
The magic spot was below the split in the man's glans, the split that made that dick crown look like a ripe plum.
She could tell by the man's disproportionate reaction to the oral caress that his nerve-endings were clustered densely there.
He was hypersensitive.
Supererogenous.
Mary Lynn knew there was a damned good chance that-at that deliciously sexy moment-she was licking the most hypersensitive and supererogenous spot on the man's entire body.
*****
Then the girl continued to lick upward. She didn't stop licking up until she was licking the cock's tip.
Mary Lynn flicked the tip of her tongue back and forth across the swollen lips on either side of the man's piss hole.
Alexander could feel various muscles in his body tensing up on turn involuntarily. This condition, he knew, would worsen.
He knew that it wouldn't be long before all of his muscles would be tensed. She could hear him breathing as if ready to hyperventilate.
Mary Lynn stopped flicking her tongue tip back and forth across his piss hole and began to sensuously lave at the skin covering the head of the man's blue-black cock.
Mary Lynn was pleased to find that this super-stretched skin felt every bit as smooth on her sexually aroused tastebuds as it originally looked like it would.
Mary Lynn did not stop licking at the head of his cock until the entire thing was wet with her sweet spittle.
Mary Lynn could not remember ever touching anything with her tongue that was quite as smooth as the head of the man's cock.
Mary Lynn began to lick at the shaft of the man's dick. Mary Lynn licked enthusiastically with the flat part of her tongue.
Mary Lynn laved up and down the stem of the man's pork pole eagerly, like a little girl working over an all-day sucker.
She covered the whole cock with spit.
Then she stopped licking.
"You know what time it is now, right?" the man said.
"Yes."
"Tell me."
"It is time for me to suck your cock now, isn't it?" the girl said. "That's right."
"I am frightened."
"Why?"
"I am still afraid that it will not fit inside my mouth."
"It will fit if you want it to fit badly enough," the man said.
"I want it to fit in my mouth very badly," the girl said.
"In that case I don't think you are going to have any problem."
"Where there is a will there is a way, is that it?" the girl asked.
"That's right."
"What should I do?"
"Concentrate on relaxing the muscles at the sides of your jaw."
"Okay."
"Remember, the more you are able to relax the easier it will be."
"Right."
"Perhaps you might want to wiggle your jaw from side to side."
"Why?"
"Sometimes that functions to get the kinks out of the hinges."
"Oh."
-"Of course you are going to want to breathe through your nose exclusively."
"Right."
"After all, it won't be long before your mouth will be full!"
Mary Lynn removed her fingertips from the underside of the man's cock shaft and the dick came snapping down from his belly.
Mary Lynn jerked backward with her head and shoulders as she released his cock, so that it would not smack her.
Mary Lynn then reached up with her right hand and made a fist around the stem of the man's cock. She squeezed his dick.
Mary Lynn squeezed the man's balls with her left hand and the man's cock with her right hand simultaneously.
Mary Lynn did all of these things and then she dropped her jaw. Mary Lynn could feel her mouth falling gaping open.
*****
Mary Lynn opened her mouth so far that she could feel the skin at the corners of her lips stretching taut.
Mary Lynn could feel her jaw dropping so low that she could feel it threatening to lock in the open position.
Mary Lynn could feel an ache developing in her jaw, and she could tell that this was an ache that would worsen.
One thing was for sure, the ache in her jaw was going to get a hell of a lot worse before it got any better.
Mary Lynn tried to push the ache in her jaw into the back of her head, as far from her conciousness as possible.
. Mary Lynn tried to push her personal discomfort into the deep recesses of her brain, so she could better concentrate on the oral pleasure she was attempting to administer.
Mary Lynn then pushed forward with her face. She didn't stop pushing forward until the entire head of his cock was inside her mouth.
She began to suck. There was nothing cute or , subtle about the way she sucked his cock head, as there had been earlier when she was sucking his balls.
Mary Lynn had hoped to suck and lick at the head of the man's cock simultaneously-but she discovered quickly enough that this was impossible.
Mary Lynn found that, because of the extraordinary girth of the head of Alexander's cock, her tongue was pinned helplessly and hopelessly to the bottom of her mouth, pinned over her continuously hyperactive salivary gland.
Mary Lynn reached up with her right hand and made a fist around the stem of his dick more tightly than before. This time Mary Lynn began to pump up and down on the man's meat. Mary Lynn was sucking of and jerking off the man's pecker at the same time.
Mary Lynn could tell mat she was not going to have to suck Alexander's cock very long. Mary Lynn could tell that the man was already very, very close to the sexual saturation point.
Then she felt the stem of his cock getting a little bit thicker than before. Alexander's cock began so thick that the girl's fingers could not make it all the way around, even with the help of her middle fingernail.
Mary Lynn could feel the head of the man's cock getting a little bit bigger than before inside her mouth, against the roof and the insides of her cheeks. Mary Lynn could feel the additional swelling in the man's cock head against the coated part of her tongue.
Mary Lynn then heard him scream.
Alexander sounded like a wounded animal.
Then the first gush of come entered Mary Lynn's mouth, and it did not take the girl very long at all to realize that Alexander was going to shoot a hell of a lot more jism than she had been counting on. She found herself thinking at that wonderfully sexy moment that the man was about to shoot a quart of silver seed into her mouth. Mary Lynn felt an almost unnatural need to hold all of the jism inside her mouth. To help herself accomplish this, since she had decided to give it the old college try in spite of the fact that she suspected her attempt was going to be futile, she puffed out her cheeks. In this manner, Mary Lynn made herself look as if she had suddenly developed a severe case of the mumps. There was so much come that there was no way the girl could hold all of the jism. There was simply too much fuck jelly, and the girl's oral cavity was too diminutive to hold it all. In spite of her fantastic effort, Mary Lynn could feel some of the man's silver seed oozing from the stretched comers of her mouth. The come rolled hotly and thickly down onto her chin where it instantly began to cool and coagulate with its exposure to the fresh air. The substance on Mary Lynn's chin coagulated itself into something that the man thought resembled gray jelly. Mary Lynn managed to keep ninety-five percent of the jism in her mouth, Mary Lynn and Alexander silently agreed that this was an excellent accomplishment all by itself on the teenaged virgin's part. She did the best she could-there could be no doubt about that. It also did not take Mary Lynn long to figure out that the jism was a hell of a lot hotter than she thought it was going to be. She feared, for a frightening moment or two, that the inside of her mouth was being scalded by the jism. She found that she had to wait for the jism to cool down in her mouth a little bit before her tastebuds could appropriately register the flavor. It was worth the weight. Mary Lynn found that the man's come was delicious. She found that the hump jelly tasted even better than she thought it would-and that was saying something because Mary Lynn thought Alexander's jism was going to be damned yummy.
*****
She thought that the jism tasted fishy and salty and ever-so-refreshing. She vowed to herself that she was not going to stop sucking until Alexander's come was complete-and she kept that vow to herself. She was pleased to find that she had no trouble keeping all of the man's jism inside her mouth after the first squirt. Mary Lynn found that the quantity of jism in each of the man's squirts diminished pretty rapidly after that humongous first blast. Mary Lynn thought that the man's jism tasted better than the world's most expensive caviar. She had never actually tasted the world's most expensive caviar, of course-but Mary Lynn's feminine instincts told her that this HAD to be true.
CHAPTER TWO
Mary Lynn was pleased to find that she liked the texture of Alexander's jism every bit as much as she loved the flavor.
She found that the man's silver seed felt like so much raw egg white as it slithered down the entire length of her throat.
She liked the way it felt, slithering down her gullet heading toward the pit of her tummy where a warm spot was forming.
She could feel the warm spot forming because of her tummy's contentment. The come awaited the arrival of Mary Lynn's digestive juices.
She kept her promise to herself and she kept sucking until the man's come was through. She could tell when his come was over.
Not only did the jism stop squirting from the tip of his prick, but all of his muscles relaxed simultaneously as well.
She could feel his cock starting to lose its urgent erection almost right away. The cock began to shrink.
Mary Lynn could feel Alexander's dick head getting a little smaller inside her mouth. She was pleased about this.
She was happy because this gave her aching jaw a chance to relax for the first time in what felt like an eternity.
Her jaw couldn't relax all the way-but it least it could relax a little bit for the first time in what felt to the girl like ages.
She left her mouth on the head of Alexander's cock. Mary Lynn was in no hurry to remove her mouth from his dick.
Alexander's cock felt at home inside her mouth, she thought.
Mary Lynn kept her hands on his cock and balls too. Mary Lynn's left hand was under the man's balls still.
Her right hand was still wrapped around the shaft of his cock.
Mary Lynn loosened her grip with both hands however, out of respect for his unadulterated sexual appeasement.
Mary Lynn finally got around to pulling her mouth off of the head of the man's cock, but she didn't pull it off very far.
She stopped pulling backward with her preciously cute head and shoulders when her upper lip was still only a fraction of an inch away from the tip of his dick.
Mary Lynn crossed her eyes and looked down past her button nose. She could see that there was something connecting his cock to her lip.
It took the beautiful virgin a moment or two to figure out what this was, but then it occurred to her. It was come.
A string of come.
A bridge of come!
*****
Mary Lynn pulled back with her face three more inches. The string of come stretched, drooped and then broke.
Half of that string fell on the man's cock head and the other half fell across Mary Lynn's pearly white teeth.
Mary Lynn licked the jism away from her teeth with a single stroke of her tongue. She pumped the man's cock shaft.
An instinct within the girl told her that she should check and see if any come was trapped uncomfortably inside the stem.
She was pleased to see three droplets of jism oozing from between the swollen lips on either side of the girl's urethra.
Mary Lynn saw to it that those droplets were not allowed to stay at the tip of the man's deflating cock for very long.
Mary Lynn flicked outward instantly with the pointy and slightly curled tip of her tongue. Mary Lynn laved the droplets of watery post-orgasmic goo from the tip of the man's too with a single swipe. Mary Lynn then could see that the entire head of his cock was covered with a thin film of jism. She began to lick his cock head clean. She licked the flat part of her tongue and she licked until the only thing making the head of the man's cock wet and shiny was the sweet spittle that dribbled from her preciously cute teenaged mouth. "Mary Lynn?"
"Yes."
"You have come on your chin."
"Let me wipe it off," the girl said. "No, let me do that for you."
"Okie-dokie!"
He licked her face clean.
*****
"It feels so good to be completely naked with you," she said.
"I think I should return the favor now," the man said.
"How so?"
"You gave me pleasure so-"
"Oh!" Mary Lynn said, her breath caught.
"Come," the man said.
"Where?"
"Sit here on the edge of the bed."
"I love this."
"Do you?"
"Ummmmmmmm."
"In that case, we must get started. Lie back," the man said.
Alexander pushed the virgin onto the bed so she was on her back.
"Now, I am going to make love to you completely," he said.
Alexander rubbed his rough hands over the virgin's smooth shoulders.
"Ummmmmmmm, I can't believe how hot I am," the virgin said.
"I am glad. I am going to give you SO much pleasure!"
"Yes, please," the virgin said with unexpected politeness.
Mary Lynn could feel her cunt getting hotter and hotter.
"I feel the hot blood pumping downward in my hot body, oh!"
Both the virgin's inner and outer cunt lips were getting swollen.
"Soon your cunt lips will be as swollen as they can get." '
"Yes, they are well on their way toward being thoroughly engorged."
"I can feel my inner cunt getting moist with my lust, oh!"
"Tell me a little bit more about the way that feels," the man said.
"It feels as if the inner walls of my pussy were sweating, I guess."
Mary Lynn could feel the lubrication gathering at the mouth of her cunt.
"It looks to me like your cunt is about to drool, baby."
"Uh huh, the nectar from that split peach is about to flow."
"It is going to look like melted pearls as it tracks your ass crack."
"Pretty soon I will be making a wet spot beneath my ass."
"I don't mind. No, I do not mind in the slightest," he said.
"What do you mean when you say you are going to make love to me?"
"I mean I am going to kiss and lick every square inch of you."
"EVERY square inch of my body?" the virgin questioned curiously.
"That's right," the man responded quickly, raising a single eyebrow.
"Even, even, even the FUNKY little spots?" the girl said.
"You bet!" the man asked, his eyes temporarily opening wide.
"Where are you going to start this oral pleasuring procedure?"
"I am going to start at those sweet cherry lips of yours."
Alexander was referring to the lips positioned below her nose.
"And where are you going to finish this process?" she asked.
"At your cunt-at your clitoris, to be more specific," he said.
"Oh God, you take my breath away when you talk like that."
Alexander lowered his face over the virgin's head-very slowly. He moved as if he were in slow motion.
He paused when his lips were very close to hers.
She moistened her lips with a quick flick of her tongue tip.
Her lips were tingling, and they felt puffy. Then they kissed, for the first time. The kiss was gingerly at first.
That didn't last for long. Soon the man was kissing the virgin very hard, so hard mat she felt stifled.
Mary Lynn could feel her lips crushed against her teeth.
They writhed their lips together, like two pairs of sensuous pillows. Each set of lips began to kiss wet and slippery.
Alexander and the virgin kissed with their lips and with their lips alone at first-but that did not last for very long, either.
As if the pair had rehearsed this act of mutual oral gratification a thousand times, they offered their tongues together.
Alexander and the virgin touched their tongue tips together lightly at first, but the French nature of the kiss became more enthusiastic.
They rolled their tongues together. They began to explore the insides of each other's mouths. The man licked at the roof of the virgin's mouth.
Alexander licked at the insides of her cheeks. The girl pushed the tip of her tongue under the man's tongue.
Alexander could feel his salivary gland being stimulated in this manner by the tip of the virgin's tongue.
The kiss lasted for a long time, and they were both breathless with passion by the time it was through. They were panting.
When the man and the virgin pulled their mouths apart there were several strings of spittle connecting them.
They kissed again-and things were really getting sloppy from the plethora of spittle by the time it was through.
Mary Lynn could feel the man showering her face with peck kisses. Alexander made a smacking sound with each smooch.
Then he moved his mouth to the side of the girl's neck.
"Ummmmmmmm," the virgin said. Alexander felt her purring.
There was something genuinely feline about the way she purred. She turned her face to one side at that moment.
Mary Lynn wanted to make it as easy as possible for the man to get his mouth at her supererogenous neck.
"Yesssssss," the virgin said. Alexander heard her hiss like a snake.
Alexander began to kiss and lick and nibble his way slowly, oh so very slowly, up and down the side of her neck.
Mary Lynn could feel the man concentrating his oral attention almost exclusively on her protruding jugular.
Alexander was increasingly using the edges of his teeth to give the virgin sensuous love bites on the side of her neck.
Mary Lynn could feel the man biting so hard at times that it hurt a little bit-but she rather liked the pain.
The pain was very sharp-and brief. It woke up the senses. There was pleasure remaining when the pain faded.
Yes, the man used his pearly white teeth to give the virgin tender love bites on the side of her swan-like neck.
But the man did not allow his teeth to linger in one place for long enough to risk leaving a lasting mark.
Alexander did not want to give the virgin a hickey on the side of her neck. No way. That would be extremely uncool.
Then the virgin sensed the man parting his lips. She wasn't looking at him. She felt his breath grow stronger, perhaps.
Alexander then stuck his tongue out of his mouth as far as he could-and he made it pointy at the very tip.
Alexander then began to flick the tip of his pink tongue lightly and quickly back and forth across her ear lobe.
"Umirunmmmm."
"Like that?"
"Yes," the virgin said.
Alexander then used the pointy tip of his tongue to explore the outer shell of her ear. Then he did something unexpected.
Alexander jammed the tip of his tongue right up inside her ear canal. She reacted violently to the caress.
She shivered as if she were attempting to shake herself right out of her skin, like a snake might shed her skin.
She squealed with her joy-and she could feel the entire surface area of her body becoming covered with gooseflesh.
The goose pimples started beneath her arms and then spread outward from there until she was covered with the stuff.
Mary Lynn could even feel the little hairs at the nape of her neck standing on end.
Alexander pushed his tongue into the virgin's ear until he could taste the bitterness of ear wax. Then he wiggled his tongue.
"Ohhhhhhhh," the virgin said.
Alexander then withdrew and he began to kiss the front of her throat.
"Turn your face the other way?"
"Why?"
"Just do it."
Mary Lynn did it.
"I am going to repeat the process with the other side of your neck."
"And my other ear."
"Yes.""
"Are you going to stick your tongue in my ear again?"
"Yes."
"Oh, I don't think I can handle the intensity again," the virgin said.
"Girl, this is nothing compared to what is coming up!"
Alexander kissed at the front of the virgin's throat down toward her creamy breasts. "You are making my tits feel so hot."
"Good."
"They feel swollen."
"They are not, though. They are the same size," the man said.
"Why do they feel swollen?"
"It is a sensual hyperbole created by your libido, baby."
"Oh."
Alexander began to kiss her left tit. He started at the base of the mountain and he worked his way upward. He kissed the tit in a series of constantly diminishing concentric circles, arranging his oral caresses so that each kiss was a little bit closer to the nipple than the one before.
Alexander took his time about it but he finally got to her nipple.
He kissed the. rosebud.
He licked the feminine erection.
*****
"My nipple!"
"Ummmmmmmm."
"It is so hard."
"Yes."
"So erect."
"Uh huh."
"It is so big."
"Nope."
"No?"
"No way it is big."
"How can you say that?"
"It is nowhere as big as it will be by the time I am through with it."
"What are you going to do to make it grow so big?" the virgin said.
"That is for me to know and for you to find out," he said.
Alexander rolled his tongue rather lazily over the nipple, and he didn't stop until he covered the rosebud with saliva.
Alexander then flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth across the feminine erection. The nipple grew.
Big.
Bigger.
Still bigger!
"Ohhhhhhhh," the virgin said.
"Tell me what you want."
"It, it is what my nipple wants."
"What does your nipple want, baby?"
"My nipple wants to be sucked."
"Okay."
Alexander wrapped his lips around the nipple and he began to suck. There was nothing subtle about the way the man sucked the virgin's nipple. Alexander sucked every bit as hard as he could at that feminine erection, so that the skin all around the nipple was stretched taut. Alexander sucked so hard that the whole breast was made to look pointier than usual-and that was saying something because the virgin's tits were damned pointy to begin with.
Alexander kept the tip of his tongue busy at all times.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes," the virgin said over and over again.
Alexander licked and sucked the feminine erection simultaneously. "I can feel my nipple growing bigger, ohhhhhhhh," she said.
Alexander could feel his mouth getting tired from the exertion.
"You are making it feel so good, so hot, so good, ohhhh."
Then the man decided once again to give the virgin something unexpected.
"My nipple-my GOD-my nipple is on FIRE with my fucking DESIRE!"
Alexander got his teeth on her nipple, and he began to bite her.
"Do it, I know what you want to do, do it, do it, please, please."
Alexander did it. He bit down hard on the virgin's feminine erection.
"You are hurting me, you are hurting me so motherfucking good."
Alexander began to tug at the virgin's nipple with his straight teeth.
"You are turning into a fucking animal-such a fucking BEAST!"
Alexander made animalistic growling noises deep inside his gullet.
"Hair is about to spout out of your forehead, I can tell, ohhhhh!"
Alexander tugged her nipple so hard that it frightened and hurt her.
"You are going to rip my fucking nipple right off, ohhhhhhhh!"
Alexander could help but notice the virgin's new vulgar vocabulary.
"Please, no more, no more, I cannot take any more!" she said.
Alexander could hear her voice becoming shrill with near-hysteria.
"I cannot take it any more, I cannot take it anymore," she begged.
"Grrrrrrrr, grrrrrrrr, gimiiii," the man growled animalistically.
"Please, let go of my nipple, let go of my nipple, owwwwwwww."
At that moment the man did release the grip his choppers held.
"I can hear the nipple snapping back into place," she exclaimed.
She did not see the nipple snap back. Her eyes were tightly closed.
"Ummmmmmmmmm, that was some kind of magic fun, huh?" the man asked.
"I guess," the virgin said-and then she opened her eyes. Curious.
Alexander watched the virgin's eyes go wide as she looked at the nipple.
"I have to blink some tears out of my eyes," the virgin whispered.
Mary Lynn was astonished and flabbergasted by what she saw then.
"You have made my nipple grow to be fully an inch long," she said.
"That's right, baby. I told you that it was little before, baby."
"The right nipple looks so tiny, and before I thought it was erect."
"It only goes to show you how silly a little girl can be sometimes."
"I have a feeling that I know already what you're doing next."
"Tell me," the man said, turning up one corner of his mouth.
In this manner he created a half-smile of complete self-amusement.
"You are going to repeat the process with the other rosebud, huh?"
"That's right," the man exclaimed, chuckling softly to himself.
Alexander began to kiss and lick at the virgin's right knocker flesh.
"Ohhhhhhhh, I can feel the baking of lust in the other one now."
Alexander again took his time getting to the virgin's feminine erection.
"I don't think I can take the intensity," the virgin exclaimed shrilly.
"I do not think you have any choice in the matter," the man replied.
"Ohhhhhhhh," the virgin sighed as the man began to kiss and lick.
"Suck that nipple, ummmmmmmm, suck that nipple so good now, yes."
Alexander did suck the nipple. Then he sucked and licked together.
"Yes, I can feel it getting bigger now, I can feel it, oh yes, yes."
Alexander then bit the nipple and almost pulled it off with his jaw.
"Owwwwwwww, owwwwwwww, owwwwwwww," the virgin exclaimed berserkly.
Mary Lynn tossed her head wildly from side to side just then.
"Noooooooo, noooooooo, I cannot take it, I CANNOT TAKE IT!"
Alexander released the second nipple and it snapped back into place.
"There we go, that wasn't so bad, was it now?" the man queried.
"Ohhhhhhhh, I cannot believe the sensations, ohhhhhhhh," she said.
Mary Lynn was only barely going to get a chance to catch her breath.
"Now, both of your nipples are once again the same size," he said.
"That's right. Now they are both HUMONGOUS!" the virgin replied.
"Now, I am going to play with your tits using my hands, baby."
"Ummmmmmmm, that certainly sounds like a refreshing change of pace."
Alexander placed his hands over the virgin's jugs and gave them a squeeze.
"I can feel your nipples against my palms' precise centers, baby."
"I can feel the tips of your blunt fingers puckering my tit flesh."
"Now I am going to move your jugs around on your chest, baby."
"In what manner are you going to move them?" the virgin questioned.
"I am going to move them around in slow and sensuous circles."
"All right! I got to admit that I sure do like the sound of that."
Alexander pushed her tits upward, in the direction of her shoulders.
"I love the way your manly grip feels on my fucking boobs, ohhhh!"
"I love the way your boobs feel against my palms," he responded.
Alexander's palms were slightly cupped as he held those fine melons.
"Now I am going to push your tits downward on your chest," he said.
"See how close you can get them to the base of my rib cage, okay?"
"All right," and this was precisely what the man did just then.
Then he pulled the virgin's boobs apart as was physically possible.
"I feel the skin in the cleavage between my tits stretching taut."
Alexander then pushed the virgin's melons together with a firm pressure.
"Your globes are now flattened on their insides," the man said.
"The cleavage between them had become extraordinarily long!"
"That cleavage is extraordinarily deep, to boot, kitten," he said.
Alexander released his palms from the virgin's bosom at that moment.
"Your nipples are starting to shrink a little bit," the man said.
"You are just going to have to do something about that, huh?"
"I guess so," he said, getting his thumbs and forefingers ready.
Alexander pinched both of the virgin's feminine erections simultaneously.
"Oh God, pull, pull, pull and pinch at the same time," she squealed.
That was what the man did and her nipples again grew larger.
"I am not going to stop pulling until they are as big as they get."
"Ohhhhhhhhh, it feels so good, so fucking good," she whimpered.
Alexander released his grip on both nipples contemporaneously.
"Now I am going to concentrate on other parts of your body, baby."
"Yes, please," she said, having trouble staying still on the bed.
"I see the wet spot on the bed is getting quite large," he said.
"My pretty poontang has been drooling for some time now, I guess."
Alexander began to cover the virgin's flat tummy with tiny peck kisses.
"I feel the ache of desire baking hotter and hotter in my loins."
As if experimenting, the man brushed his lips across her loins.
"I can feel the heat. Your loins are hot to the touch," he said.
Alexander stuck out his tongue and made a circle around her navel.
"I think you must have the sexiest tongue in the whole wide world."
"I was just thinking the same exact thing about your bellybutton."
Alexander pushed the tip of his tongue right into the virgin's navel.
"OH MY GOD! THAT FEELS INCREDIBLE!" the virgin said hysterically.
She added this to her list of things that felt better than expected.
"Ummmmmmm, your bellybutton is a tasty morsel, baby," he exclaimed.
"Are you going to, going to eat my cunt now?" the virgin stammered.
"Oh no-we have a long way to go before I eat out your poontang."
"Oh," the virgin said, sounding simultaneously frustrated and impatient.
Mary Lynn was shifting her weight from one ass cheek to the other.
"I am going to move all the way down to your feet, baby," he said.
"What do you plan to do with my feet?" the virgin asked with concern.
"I am going to lick and kiss them-just like the rest of you, baby."
"I am afraid that you are wasting your time if you want to do that."
"What makes you say a ridiculous thing like that?" the man asked.
"Because I have the world's most ticklish feet, that's why."
"Your feet will not be ticklish now," the man said confidently.
"How can you say that? How can you possibly know?" she questioned. "It is impossible for your nervous system to be ticklish AND hot."
"I didn't know that," she said as he sat on the foot of the bed.
Alexander lowered his head and began to suck at the virgin's big toe.
"Tickle?" the man asked, raising a single eyebrow into an arch.
"No way, it feels good, better than I would have thought by far."
"Stick with me kid and you just might learn something," he said.
"I have learned so very, very much already," the virgin responded.
Alexander took the time to suck all ten of the virgin's chubby toes.
"Ummmmmmm, the sensations are rolling up my legs," the virgin said.
"How far up those shapely gams of yours are the sensations going?"
"All the way up to the very tops where my legs come together!"
"The sensations, you mean, are heading up all the way to your cunt?"
"Not just to my cunt," the virgin said, sounding extremely breathless.
"Where jelse?" the man asked, with the utmost curiosity in his voice.
"I can feel the sensations traveling to my ass as well," she replied.
Alexander pulled her toes apart and flicked his tongue between them.
"Ummmmmmmm, you sure do have a knack for this love-making stuff."
He kissed the tops of her feet, her ankles and her flat shins.
"Kiss my calves," she said, and the man kissed the calves also.
"I want you to lift your legs one at a time," the man said.
"Why?" she asked, rocking back and forth with her hips rhythmically.
Every once in a while her loins jerked upward toward the ceiling.
"I want to lick the hypersensitive skin behind your knees, baby."
"All right, sounds good to me," the virgin said, offering a giggle.
He flicked his tongue at the backs of her knees lightly.
"I want you to put your head between my legs, ohhhhhhh," she said.
"I want you to lift both of your legs at the same time, very high."
"How high."
"Point your toes at the ceiling."
"All right."
As she did this she rocked back onto the small of her back.
"I can feel my ass and cunt lifting away from the bed," she said.
"That is the whole idea, baby," the man replied in a gruff voice.
"What are you going to do to me? What are you going to do to me?"
"I am going to give you a rim job that you will never forget, baby."
"Rim job? I am afraid that I do not know what that means!"
"It means that I am going to lick your asshole, baby," he said.
"I cannot believe that you are going to lick me THERE!"
"How does that make you feel?"
"Dirty."
"Do you like that feeling?"
"Yes, very much."
"Excellent."
"But my legs are getting tired."
"Tuck your knees down to your chest." Mary Lynn rolled herself into a ball. "This is still pretty uncomfortable."
"Reach up and clutch your ankles." Mary Lynn did as the man told her to do. "Better?" the man said. "Yes," the virgin said.
Alexander, with that, began to kiss and lick at the backs of her thighs, working his mouth slowly downward toward the cheeks of her ass.
Alexander began to bite at the cheeks of her ass. He then pulled his mouth away from her sweet buttocks.
Alexander allowed his hands to do the work. He placed one hand on either of Mary Lynn's ass cheeks. He began to caress gingerly.
Alexander scratched lightly with the squared off edges of his fingernails at first, then he caressed lightly with his fingertips.
Then the man began to massage her ass cheeks with stronger fingers.
Alexander began to knead Mary Lynn's ass flesh as if he were preparing a pare of loaves for a stint in the baker's oven.
Then he turned his fingertips inward. He pushed his elbows outward so that they were pointing at opposite walls of his bedroom.
He pushed his fingertips inward so that they were creeping deeper and deeper into the cleavage between his ass cheeks.
Alexander pushed the tips of his middle fingers closer and closer to Mary Lynn's asshole. He stopped when the tips of those opposite fingers were only a fraction of an inch away from the girl's sweet little bung.
He then curled his fingers at the knuckles and used the tip of his fingers to pucker her ass flesh. He then began to pull her ass cheeks apart.
He opened them slowly.
Patiently.
Ceremoniously.
Alexander opened Mary Lynn's tender ass cheeks as if he were opening pairs of a ripe and sacred fruit. He did not stop pulling her ass cheeks open until they had been opened as far as they could go.
He opened her buns until the skin in the crack of her ass was stretched taut.
Even some of the puckers in the girl's asshole were smoothed by the pressure the man was exerting just then.
Alexander then parted his lips and stuck his tongue out as far as he could get it. Alexander could see that Mary Lynn's natural lubrication was continuing to drip out of the base of her cunt in a steady flow.
Alexander could see that the wet spot Mary Lynn was making on the bed with her juice was getting larger all the time.
Alexander placed his chin in the center of that wet spot and placed the tip of his tongue at the very top of the crack of her ass, right at the y-shaped cleft there near the small of her back directly between the twin dimples that indicated the location of Mary Lynn's kidneys. Alexander began to flick the tip of his tongue back and forth lightly and quickly. He lifted his chin from the wet spot. Mary Lynn knew that the man could already taste the juice from her cunt. Alexander discovered that die girl's cunt was going to be delicious long before he licked that pussy. Alexander licked upward a millimeter at a time making each flick just a tad closer to Mary Lynn's asshole than the flick before. He took his time about it but he finally got the tip of his tongue to her bung hole and just about all of the girl's muscles tensed up on her simultaneously and involuntarily. She could feel her hips jerk. Alexander licked at her asshole somewhat tentatively at first, but that sis not last for very long. Soon he was licking at the girl's asshole boldly and enthusiastically. Alexander licked at the girl's asshole with the flat part of his tongue-and he did not stop licking until all of her delicious anal flavor had been licked away.
*****
It was at that moment that the man did something that the girl did not expect (again), he stiffened his tongue and made it pointy at the tip. Alexander placed the tip of his tongue at the precise center of her pink asterisk of an asshole. He began to push. Mary Lynn could tell what the man was trying to do and she communicated orally to let him know that she approved of his notion one-hundred percent. She screamed that she wanted him to shove the stiffened tongue as deep up inside her asshole as he possibly could-and that was precisely what the man set out to do. Mary Lynn concentrated her attention on relaxing the all-important ring of muscle at the mouth of her rectum.
Alexander had not been pushing with his tongue for very long when the girl's asshole opened to let him inside. Alexander did not stop pushing until the tip of his tongue had pushed right up past her tight tubular sphincter muscle-right on up into her colon. Alexander wiggled the tip of his tongue around inside her colon. Alexander worked his tongue in and out of her asshole. Alexander could feel Mary Lynn's ass, inside and out, trying to suck his tongue even deeper up into her colon. The girl whimpered and moaned with her pleasure as the man reamed her with his tongue. Then Alexander pulled his tongue all the way out of her asshole. Alexander pulled the tip of his taster out of her bung slowly so that her asshole would not be forced to slam shut on her. Alexander told her at that moment that it was okay for her to release her tight grip on her ankles. She lowered her ankles onto his broad shoulders and rolled the weight of her lower torso from the small of her back onto the cheeks of her ass. Mary Lynn's ass cheeks rolled back onto the bed and her cunt rolled right down into the man's handsome face.
*****
Alexander placed the tips of his fingers along the thoroughly swollen outer lips of her pussy and his elbows were pointing at opposite walls of his bedroom, just as they had been before he yanked opened her ass cheeks. Alexander began to open her cunt lips. His eyes opened wide when he looked at the folds of flesh separating. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen a cunt that was as beautiful as die girl's cunt. Mary Lynn's cunt was certainly more beautiful than Roberta Jean's cunt.
Mary Lynn could feel her pussy lips being opened as far as they could go. The cunt opened until it more greatly resembled a slab of raw meat than a girl's virginal genitalia. The man once again parted his lips and stuck his tongue out of his mouth as far as he could get it. Alexander placed the tip of his tongue on the inch-long patch of mucous membrane that separated the base of the girl's cunt from Mary Lynn's asshole. Alexander was pleased to discover that the natural lubrication from Mary Lynn's oozing cooze was gathered thickly on that spot. He licked and sucked the juice away. Alexander then began to flick the tip of his tongue back and forth up and down the outermost portions of die girl's vulva.
He licked from die base of the cunt to the top of the cunt. Alexander decided that he was going to lick every nook and cranny of her cunt before he-allowed himself to make direct contact with the fiery throbbing love button at the top of the girl's poon-tang that was the focal point of her libidinous urges. Alexander allowed the tip of his tongue to come very, very close to her clit. He licked at either side of the clit and then above Mary Lynn's love button at her clitoral foreskin, Mary Lynn could feel the man's tongue tip coming within a millimeter of her little man in the boat without making direct contact with her fiery bulb. Alexander then licked up and down the entire length of her cunt once again, this time keeping the tip of his tongue in between her inner and outer cunt lips. Alexander nicked the tip of his tongue lightly and quickly back and forth across the outermost edges of Mary Lynn's protruding and slightly curled back inner cunt lips. Alexander used the tip of his tongue to push Mary Lynn's inner cunt lips further apart than they were resting already. Alexander pushed the tip of his tongue between Mary Lynn's inner cunt lips. Alexander could feel his tongue touching the girl's piss hole, which was directly below and less than an inch away from her clit. She yearned for him to lick upward and he licked downward instead. Alexander hooked the tip of his probing tongue up under the base of Mary Lynn's pubic bone. Alexander tried to push a stiffened tongue as deep up inside her cunt as he could-just as he had done to her asshole-but he did not get very far.
His tongue tip struck an obstacle.
It was her cherry.
Her intact maidenhead. He realized how pure she was. He ached to fuck her. He could feel his own afterglow wearing off. He could feel that sensation being replaced by a new sensation. Alexander could feel his post-orgasmic afterglow being replaced by the ache of rekindled lust.
*****
Alexander pulled his tongue out of her cunt and placed the top of his right forefinger at the very top of her gash.
Alexander used the tip of that finger to gingerly peel her clitoral foreskin up and away from her clit.
In this manner Alexander managed to render the girl's clitoris completely naked and vulnerable to his oral caress.
Alexander then flicked out with the tip of his tongue and he made direct contact with her clit for the first time.
Alexander was smart enough and sexually educated enough to know that he did not have to touch her clit very hard.
Mary Lynn's sensational reaction was going to be disproportionately intense no matter how hard he licked her clit.
Alexander knew, after all, that he was licking the place that was-by far-the most hypersensitive lace on her body.
Mary Lynn could feel a tightening bolt of pleasure shooting through her body, up her spine toward her brain.
She could feel the pleasure getting as far as the base of her skull where it paused and retreaded, rather than exploding into her brain as it would have had it been orgasmic in intensity.
She knew that the man was not going to have to licked her clit for very long at all to make her come. She could feel him dabbing his tongue at her clit, lashing her right down to the bitter end.
Then he placed his tongue on her clit and he kept it there, he touched her very lightly and he kept his tongue still at first.
Then Alexander began to alternate the pressure he was exerting on Mary Lynn's super-swollen little man in the boat.
Alexander pressed against the fiery bulb firmly and then gingerly and then firmly once again. Then he rolled her clit.
He moved her clitoris in slow and sensuous circles as if her were rolling a ball bearing in gelatin. Boiling gelatin!
He began to flick the tip of his tongue back and forth across her clit. he started out licking her love button very slowly and very gently-but the man steadily increased the pressure and the speed of his tongue's movements as he went along.
She screamed. "COMING!" the girl said
*****
Alexander could feel a little squirt of liquid coming from the little hole just beneath Mary Lynn's hot clit.
He knew that there had been a time when he would have thought this was just piss getting on his lips and in his mouth.
But now Alexander knew better. This was not piss. He knew this had nothing whatsoever to do with the bladder.
He knew that this was the girl's feminine ejaculation. It was proof positive of her orgasm's force and authenticity.
Of course, it would not have occurred to the man in a million years that the girl might fake her orgasm. She simply was not THAT good of an actress. Mary Lynn, it was obvious just then, was having a VERY good time.
"OHHHHHHHHH!" she said.
Alexander started out licking her clit slowly and lightly-but soon he was lapping at the focal point of her feminine arousal every bit as hard and fast as he could.
She could feel the explosions of pleasure starting as one might imagine, in her clit. The waves rolled over her, with increasing force. They spread out from there.
The pleasure spread outward from that pink focal point.
The feminine joy spread inside her virginal cunt, into tissues where she had never before been touched-into tissues where she suddenly yearned to be fucked.
She could feel, the pleasure spreading up into her loins and down into the heat of her inner thighs. She could feel the pleasure spreading in a series of constantly growing concentric circles-just like ripples on a smooth pond interrupted by the falling of a tossed pebble. She could feel the pleasure spreading outward from her love button just like lines on a radar screen. She could tell that those waves were not going to stop spreading until she was completely enveloped by them. She could tell that it was not going to be very long at all until each and every one of her nerve-endings were ecstatic with her joy. Mary Lynn could tell that she was going to soon feel her come in the tips of her fingers. Mary Lynn could tell that it wouldn't be very long at all before she would be able to feel her climax in her toes. Mary Lynn's toes were desperately curled under at that moment-as if they wanted to clutch the balls of her feet. She was tossing her head from side to side and she was making animalistic noises.
Just when the girl figured the intensity of her orgasm was bound to diminish she felt the man once again-for the umpteenth time-doing something she did not expect.
This time he puckered his lips as if he were about to whistle a happy tune and he wrapped his lips around her clit and around the surrounding tissue.
He began to suck.
He kept his tongue busy.
He sucked and licked at her clit at the same time, and he didn't stop until her come was through. Then he pulled his mouth away from her love button immediately. Alexander knew that the girl's clit would be too sensitive to even be touched during those precious first few moments following her very first orgasm.
"Your face is wet," the girl said.
Mary Lynn giggled.
"Whose fault is that?"
"I'll take full responsibility."
"You had better."
"Let me lick you clean."
"All right."
Mary Lynn did this.
"Like the taste of your cunt juice?"
"Very much," the girl said.
*****
At that moment Roberta Jean was driving in her car along the two-lane highway approaching Alexander's house.
"Hope he's home, I'm in the mood for a fucking," she said to herself.
As Roberta Jean drove along she began to think about her past. She had not always been a lady barber, of course.
Once upon a time Roberta Jean had been the nastiest cat fighter in the United States. She wrestled in mud, chocolate pudding, naked, in a g-string, whatever. She took on all comers and she kicked some ass, too!
Roberta Jean found herself thinking, as she drove along, about the time she almost killed a woman in the ring.
It served the bitch right. The bitch called her a stupid cunt and Roberta Jean didn't cotton to fucking insults.
Roberta Jean had busted her face with solid fists and then had practically drowned her right there in the mud.
Too bad the bouncers at that dive had jumped in and pulled her off.
Roberta Jean had always wanted to know what it felt like to have a woman die in her hands. Made her feel horny to just think about it.
Roberta Jean would have just HATED it if she had driven all the way out to Alexander's house only to find that he wasn't there.
"Wish that bastard would get a motherfucking telephone," Roberta Jean said.
*****
"Alexander?"
"Yes?"
"Get up off your belly."
"Okay. Why?"
"I want to see something."
"What?"
"Your cock."
"Oh," Alexander said. He got onto his hands and knees.
Naturally, the first thing she did was look under his belly. "Like that?" he asked. "Very much," she said. Alexander was hard. "What now?" he asked. "Fuck me," she said.
He mounted her and was about to pop her cherry when they heard the pounding knock at Alexander's front door.
Roberta Jean had arrived.
CHAPTER THREE
"Holy shit," the man said.
"Who is that?" the girl said.
"That is Roberta Jean," the man said.
"OH NO!" the girl said.
"We'd better get out of here."
"How?" Mary Lynn inquired.
"Out the window," the man said.
"OPEN UP!" Roberta Jean said.
She pounded on the door with a big fist.
"What about our clothes?"
"Gather them up-I don't think we have time to put them on."
"I KNOW YOU GOT SOME CUNT IN THERE! OPEN UP!" Roberta Jean said.
"What do we do after we get out the window?" the girl said.
"Climb down the tree to the ground and run toward the car."
"Okay, but we will have to run right behind her to get to the car."
"That's a chance we are going to have to take," the man said.
"True. We can't run naked through the woods for very long naked."
They gathered up their clothes. Alexander opened the window.
"You had better say your motherfucking prayers," Roberta Jean said.
Alexander and Mary Lynn climbed out the window and into the tree. Roberta Jean heard the window, but pretended she didn't.
Mary Lynn could tell right away that it was going to be no easy trick to get down the tree while holding her clothes.
She thought about tossing her clothes down and then picking them up when she got down there-but she was afraid that her things would get caught in the branches on the way down.
They climbed slowly and when they got to the bottom of that tree they were horrified to find that Roberta Jean was standing there with her arms folded on her chest, waiting for them.
"What have we here?"
"Ohhhhhhhh," the man said.
"Ohhhhhhhh," the girl said.
"You gonna die," Roberta Jean said.
*****
Alexander could tell that Mary Lynn was too frightened to run, and that Roberta Jean was going to come after him first.
Roberta Jean kicked out viciously with her right boot. Roberta Jean kicked Alexander, her "boyfriend", right in the balls.
"If you ain't going to fuck me, you ain't going to fuck anybody."
"Owwwwwwww!" Alexander said as he folded up at the middle.
Alexander crumpled into a ball and began to writhe on the ground.
"Take that, and that, and that," Roberta Jean said.
Roberta Jean kicked Alexander in the ribs again and again.
"Owwwwwwww, owwwwwwwww, owwwwwwwww, owwwwwwww," the man said. "Stop it, stop it!" Mary Lynn said. Roberta Jean did stop. "Now you," Roberta Jean said. "Please, no-"
"I am going to kick the shit out of you," the woman said.
Roberta Jean then pinched Mary Lynn right in the face. Mary Lynn decided that she was going to fight back. She was much smaller and naked to boot. Mary Lynn found herself imagining that they were both naked, Roberta Jean and she, rolling around on the floor of the barber shop where they had worked side by side for so long. In Mary Lynn's short-lived fantasy they were both holding scissors and they were trying to poke out each other's eyes with them. Mary Lynn, in real life, tried to scratch Roberta Jean's eyes with her fingernails.
She did not get far.
Roberta Jean delivered a combination of punches directly into Mary Lynn's precious face, until the virgin looked swollen.
Mary Lynn quickly grabbed the man by the wrist and turned her so that her arm was behind her back.
"How do you like that?"
"Owwwwwww."
"Want some more, baby?"
"Nooooooo."
"Want me to stop?"
"Yesssssss," the girl said.
"Make me stop," Roberta Jean said.
"I don't understand." '"Jell me what happens if I stop."
"I'll do anything if you stop!"
"I think I'll take you up on that." Roberta Jean stopped threatening to break Mary Lynn's arm. "Thank you," die girl said. "Let's go, get in my car," Roberta Jean said. "Okay."
"First thing we are going to do is take you to the barber shop."
"Whyr
"You are going to get a haircut."
"Please-no!"
"Oh yes. You are my slave, remember?"
"Yes," the girl said, her voice no louder than a whisper.
"Then you are going to get a haircut."
"Short?"
"I am going to make you my little scum girl-you should look the part."
"Oh God-"
"Now put on your clothes. There is plenty of time for you to be naked later."
Mary Lynn began to cry.
"Stupid cunt," Roberta Jean said, and she slapped the girl around a little bit more-just for the fun of it.
*****
Alexander puked.
Mary Lynn got her clothes on and got into Roberta Jean's car.
"So long sucker, I faked all my comes," Roberta Jean said to Alexander as they left.
Roberta Jean drove Mary Lynn to the barber shop directly.
"Get in my chair, you no longer work here," Roberta Jean said.
"Ohhhhhhhh," Mary Lynn moaned, tears staining her face.
Roberta Jean went to work quickly with the scissors and cut off all of the virgin's hair.
"Now we are ready to go."
"You have made me look like a boy."
"I want you to look like a dyke so that men will no longer be attracted to you."
Mary Lynn was shocked by something. Mary Lynn was shocked by how attracted she was to Roberta Jean. This abuse, physical and mental, was turning Mary Lynn on.
"Let's go."
"Where are we going?"
"Back to the car."
"Then where?"
"My place."
"What happens there?"
"You'll find out!"
And so this new twosome, who were enjoying this strange s and m relationship better than either would have expected, got into Roberta Jean's car and went directly to Roberta Jean's apartment where they began to get it on.
CHAPTER FOUR
Mary Lynn stood naked at the foot of the woman's bed.
Right there in the woman's bedroom, the girl was going to be her sex slave. She tried to mentally prepare herself for the abuse she was about to receive. It wasn't easy. Mary Lynn knew that the woman was going to be quite cruel with her. The younger one could feel her heart pounding. She could feel herself starting to sweat. It was the cold sweat of her fear that she felt oozing from each and every one of her pores.
"I want you to stretch out on the bed," the woman said.
"Okay. Shall I get on my belly or my back?" the girl asked.
"i want you on your belly. You are going to be bound, baby."
"Bound? But why?" the girl asked, tilting her head to one side.
"Because sex slaves should learn to love their helplessness. That is why I am going to render you helpless," the woman said.
"The way you put it, you make it sound like it's going to be kind of fun."
"there is going to be nothing fun about it, I can tell you that."
Mary Lynn stretched out on her belly with her arms back at her sides, her legs were stretched back behind her toward the foot of the bed. The girl's knees were straight.
Her knees and ankles were close together.
"In what manner am I to be bound?" the girl asked, a little uncertainly.
"You are going to be bound to the bed's bedposts, baby."
"You mean, you mean I am to be spread-eagled?" the girl asked.
"that is correct. You are going to be bound to the bed stringently."
"Oh my. What are you going to use to tie me to the bed?"
"I am going to use thick pieces of rough rope. I will show you...."
Roberta Jean pulled the four evenly cut pieces of rope from a dresser drawer.
"But won't those ropes rub the skin off my ankles and wrists?"
"Yes."
"Oh ... you don't care about that...?"
"No ... I am your dominatrix, bitch, and you, you are my slave."
"Ohhh...."
"Now, if you will excuse me, I am going to change costume. I am going to don the attire of a dominatrix bitch."
"Before you bind me?"
"Yes. Right now, I want you to lie still and imagine what it will feel like to be bound. In a few minutes you are going to be in great pain, little girl."
"Ohhhh...."
Roberta Jean was smart enough about the ways of sado-masochism to know that dread was an important feature of any torture.
Mary Lynn could not see what the woman was doing behind her as the woman changed clothes. Roberta Jean put on a black leather corset that fit tightly around her middle.
The corset fit the woman's midsection so tightly that it enhanced her hourglass figure. There were half-cups at the top of the corset.
Those half cups fit underneath the woman's tits and pushed them up higher on her chest than they would have rested normally.
Roberta Jean put on a black garter belt and black stockings. She wore black high heels. Roberta Jean wore no panties.
Roberta Jean wore an outfit that was designed to leave her ass and cunt and tits exposed. She believed in a convenient outfit.
Then the woman moved so that the girl could see what she was wearing.
"What do you think?"
"Very sexy."
"Thanks."
Roberta Jean stood with her hands on her hips, her hips cocked to one side. Mary Lynn could tell that it was time to be bound.
Roberta Jean picked up the four pieces of rope with her right hand.
With her left hand, the woman grabbed the girl's left wrist. Roberta Jean dug her fingernails into the girl's flesh.
"Owwwwwwww," the girl said.
"Hurt?"
"Yes."
"Good."
Roberta Jean pulled the girl's left arm up over her head and then down in the direction of the appropriate bedpost.
Roberta Jean pulled on the girl's slender wing so hard that the girl thought her arm was about to be broken.
Roberta Jean pulled so hard that there was a frightening moment or two when the girl expected a compound fracture.
Mary Lynn did not know if her arm was going to break at the wrist or at the elbow-and decided it made no difference.
It would have hurt like hell either way. But it didn't happen. There was a moment when the girl thought her shoulder was about to be ripped right out of its socket, but that did not happen, either.
Roberta Jean did, however, pull the girl's arm so hard that the elbow became locked in the straight position.
Roberta Jean then wrapped one of the thick pieces of hemp rope around the wooden bedpost and the girl's slender wrist at the same time.
Roberta Jean began to tie the wrist in place and the girl began to whimper. Then the girl began to whine a bit.
"You are making it too tight, too tight," the girl said.
"Silly sex slave," the dominatrix bitch said with a laugh.
"Too tight-"
"There is no such thing as too tight," the woman said.
*****
Roberta Jean tied the knot so tightly that the rope completely cut off the circulation of blood to the girl's hand.
Mary Lynn could feel the rope burning a ring into the flesh around her wrist. She could tell' that this was a ring that was going to take many days to fade, even after the bondage was removed. If the bondage was removed. For all the girl knew the woman was going to murder her right there on her bed while she was bound. For all the girl knew she had already experienced her last moments of freedom.
Mary Lynn could tell without looking that the tips of her fingers were turning a deep purple color. The tips of the girl's southpaw digit tips were turning the same color as the head of a man's cock when he had a full-fledged boner. Roberta Jean could see the darkness of the girl's fingertips, and that sight pleased her very much.
Mary Lynn could feel pins and needles in the tips of her fingers. Mary Lynn figured out on her own that .she was not going to be able to feel those pins and needles for very long. Mary Lynn could tell that soon she was not going to be able to feel anything at all in the tips of her fingers.
Soon, the girl could tell, she was not going to be able to feel anything at all in her fingers in general-or in her entire left hand, for that matter. Mary Lynn tried to wiggle her fingers at the knuckles and discovered to her dismay that she could only do this with an increasing amount of difficulty. Mary Lynn's knuckles were getting suffer and suffer. She could tell that soon her fingers were going to be immobile. Soon, the girl could tell, her digits were going to be rendered both unadulterated feelingless and motionless by the stringent hemp rope bondage the dominatrix bitch was so cruelly administering at that deliciously sexy moment. Since the head of the bed was pushed flush against the wall, the woman had to circle all the way around the foot to get to the other side so she could repeat the bondage process with the other arm. Roberta Jean once again pulled the girl's arm so hard that she heard the girl.
"Owwwwwwww," the girl said.
"Know what?"
"What?"
"I love hurting you."
"But why?"
"I am a sadist."
"Oh."
Roberta Jean, naturally enough, tied the second knot every bit as tight as the first. It was not long before the girl was unable to wiggle all ten of her fingers. Soon the girt could not feel anything in either one of her hands.
"Now I am going to bind you feet," the woman said.
"Please, please, I will not struggle, I will not struggle," the girl said.
"This bondage has nothing to do with that," the woman said.
"You just want to render me helpless?" the girl said.
"That's right."
"I am so frightened, I am so frightened," the girl said.
"Take my word for it, you have every right to be," the woman said.
*****
Mary Lynn still had her legs kicked back behind her toward the foot of the bed with her knees straight and her knees and ankles close together.
Roberta Jean stood at the foot of the bed. The woman had her spiked high heels on the floor about shoulder-width apart.
Roberta Jean then jack-knifed at the waist and reached down with straightened arms so she could take the girl's ankles in her fists.
Roberta Jean squeezed the girl's finely-turned ankles very hard. Roberta Jean had her own elbows locked in the straight position, just like the girl's elbows. Roberta Jean then, with a single outward swoop of her straightened arms, pulled the girl's gams open. Roberta Jean opened up the girl's legs so far that her ass cheeks opened up a little bit with her inner thighs. Mary Lynn's inner and outer cunt lips opened a little bit. Roberta Jean opened the girl's inner thighs up past a perfect ninety degree angle to an obtuse angle.
"Stay like that."
"Okay."
Mary Lynn was not about to move.
Roberta Jean got busy and began to bind the girl's ankles to the bedposts at the foot of the bed. Soon the girl's toes were purple and she could no longer wiggle them. It was not very long at all before the girl's feet were as feelingless and motionless as her hands. Mary Lynn's knees were locked as straight as her elbows. Mary Lynn discovered what being stringently bound was all about. She found that she could tense and relax her muscles but she could not move any of them. She could lift her face from the bed and she could turn her preciously beautiful kisser from side to side a little bit, but she decided to keep her head still. It too a hell of a lot of energy to move her head, she discovered. More energy than it was worth. Mary Lynn correctly assumed that she was going to need all of the pooled energy she could muster before the sado-masochistic sex session with the leather-clad dominatrix bitch was complete.
*****
"Now you are going to get the whip," the woman said.
"The what?" the girl asked with a note of horror in her voice.
"I think you heard me."
"Please, not the whip."
"Yes, I'm afraid so. The whip."
"What, what sort of a whip are you going to use on me?"
"What kind would you like?"
"I have a choicer'
"Certainly."
"What are my choices?"
"Bullwhip, cat of nine tails or riding crop," Roberta Jean said.
"Which is the smallest, Roberta Jean?" the girl said.
"The riding crop."
"I want that one."
"It is also, Some have said, the most painful," the woman said. "I should have known."
"Don't worry, you would have experienced agony no matter which of the three you had chosen," the woman said.
"What is a riding crop?"
"It is a horse whip."
"Like jockeys use?"
"Precisely," the woman said. "What is it made of?"
"The outside if black leather."
"What is inside, make makes it crack?" the girl said.
"That is a shoot of fine imported bamboo," the woman said.
"From where is the bamboo imported?" the girl asked.
"Are you really interested or are you stalling?" the woman said. "I am interested."
"The bamboo, if I'm not mistaken, is imported from India."
"Oh."
Roberta Jean had the riding crop in her right fist tightly.
"I love this whip. It is so handy, so compact," the woman said.
Roberta Jean stood beside the bed above Mary Lynn's hips.
"Get ready for agony."
"I am ready."
Roberta Jean raised her right arm high over her head and cocked the whip back behind her neck a bit-just as if she were cocking the hammer of an old-fashioned pistol.
Then the whip came down.
Mary Lynn could hear a whistling sound as the leather and bamboo horse whip displaced air during its downward path.
Then there was that noise.
CRACK!
It sounded as if a gun had been discharged in the room.
The truth of the matter was that Mary Lynn heard the sound of the whip on her body before she felt the pain.
It took Mary Lynn's nervous system that long to get the awful message from her ass to her brain. Then the pain arrived.
"OWWWWWWWW!"
"Hurt?"
"YES!"
"Good."
Roberta Jean raised the whip a second time. It came down again.
CRACK!
"OWWWWWWWW!"
Roberta Jean was careful not to strike the girl twice in the same place. She knew that would be a bloody Waste of time.
Roberta Jean knew that Mary Lynn's nerve-endings were being deadened and numbed by the trauma of each blow.
Roberta Jean certainly could not see the point in striking Mary Lynn in a place where she could no longer feel it.
Roberta Jean wanted Mary Lynn's pain to be fresh and new with each blow.
CRACK!
SMACK!
WHACK!
CRACK!
"OWWWWWWWW!"
*****
Roberta Jean did not stop whipping until Mary Lynn's ass cheeks were covered with angry welts. Mary Lynn could feel the pain spreading outward from the cheeks of her ass to affect each and every one of her nerve-endings, with the exception, of course, of those in her hands and feet where she could not feel anything at all.
CHAPTER FIVE
Roberta Jean continued to whip Mary Lynn in the ass until she became bored of this form of abuse. Her arm became tired.
Roberta Jean then tossed the riding crop to one side.
"Roll on your back.".
"I cannot move."
"ROLL!"
Mary Lynn rolled.
"Open those legs!"
"Please-"
"I said open them!"
Mary Lynn opened.
Roberta Jean fingered Mary Lynn's cunt and was pleased to find she was a virgin.
"Now I am going to fuck you. I am going to pop your cherry, baby," Roberta Jean said.
"But how?"
"What do you mean?"
"How are you going to pop my cherry? You are a woman."
"So?"
"You have no cock."
"Ah, that is where you are wrong," Roberta Jean said.
Roberta Jean produced a brown paper bag. In it was a dildo. "This is Mr. Jojo," Roberta Jean said. "Oh my God," the girl said, looking at the dildo. "Like him?"
"He is bigger than I would have thought he would be. It looks like it is over ten inches long," the girl said.
"It is."
"It is very thick. Are you sure that it is going to fit in my cunt."
"No sweat."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Your pussy is a hell of a lot more elastic than you give it credit for."
"Oh."
Mary Lynn stretched out on her back on the bed and she opened her legs. She could feel fresh juice dribbling from the base of her gash.
Her pussy was swollen to thorough engorgement.' She could feel the tissues writhing.
Mary Lynn could feel the focal point of her feminine desire shifting away from her clitoris, moving inward.
Her clitoris's role as the focal point of her feminine pleasure was usurped by a new magic spot.
The new magic spot was on the upper roof of her inner passageway, very close to her cervix, very close to the mouth of her womb.
"As you can see, the dildo has elastic straps attached to the base."
"Yes," said the girl.
"That is so I can put it on around my hips," the woman said. "You are going to wear it as if it were a real cock?"
"Correct."
"Wow-but how do you get any pleasure out of this?" the girl asked.
"That's easy. The base presses against my clit. See, there are little rubber bumps there that massage me when I fuck you with it."
"I see."
Roberta Jean put the dildo on. She then adjusted it so that the base was pressing the top of her pussy gash, just die way she wanted it to.
Mary Lynn was frightened. She knew that having her cherry popped was going to hurt-but she did not know how much.
*****
Roberta Jean mounted the girl and pressed their tits together. There was a moment when Roberta Jean weight on the girl's chest was so great that die girl could not breathe properly. Mary Lynn found that it was impossible to completely fill her lungs with air. Roberta Jean figured this out soon enough and pressed down against the bed with the palms of her hands. Roberta Jean had her palms on the head on either side of the girl's head. Roberta Jean lifted her upper torso until only their nipples were touching. Roberta Jean sucked at the girl's pouting lower lip. Roberta Jean and the girl touched the tips of their tongues together for a moment.
Then Roberta Jean kicked her legs out straight behind her and got up on her toes. Her knees were straight. Roberta Jean's knees and ankles were close together.
She then supported the weight of her upper body with her left hand exclusively. Roberta Jean did this because she was right-handed. She reached back with her right hand and she made a right fist around the stem of Mr. Jojo. She squeezed the rubber pole. Roberta Jean then used her right hand to guide the tip of the ersatz pecker toward its target. Roberta Jean touched the girl's clitoris with the tip of the dildo and the girl moaned. She thought this felt good-but it was no longer what she wanted most of all, in her heart of hearts.
Mary Lynn wanted to be touched most of all inside her cunt, up past her cherry, where she had never in her life been touched before. She was at a point where her desire and her fear were battling with one another, it occurred to the girl that this battle of fear and desire was what virginity was all about.
She decided that she was sick of being a virgin. She wanted to be fucked so badly that she could taste it. Roberta Jean used the tip of the dildo to jab the girl's swollen clitoris in a series of slow and sensuous circles. Mary Lynn could feel her clit being moved in a figure-eight.
Then Roberta Jean worked the tip of the dildo up and down the entire length of the pink gash. She did this for several reasons.
For one thing, it felt very good for both of them. They could feel the little ripples of pleasure that were rolling up and down their spines. For another thing, Roberta Jean wanted to cover the molded head of the plastic cock with a liberal dose of the girl's juices.
Roberta Jean was smart enough to know that the initial penetration of the girl's poontang would be easier, easier for both of them, if both the pole and the girl's hole were wet and slippery.
Roberta Jean then moved the head of the dildo down to the base of the gash.
Roberta jean wiggled her ass cheeks from side to side a little bit and worked the blunt tip of the thick ebony pole in between the protruding and slightly curled back outer edges of the girl's inner cunt lips. Roberta Jean tensed the muscles in the cheeks of her ass and pressed her buttocks together jus as tightly as she could possibly get them. Roberta Jean made her ass cheeks as hard as rocks and pressed them together so tightly that the world's strongest man would not have been able to pry them apart even if he were allowed to use a crow bar.
Roberta Jean then moved her hips back about three inches, adjusting her lower torso so that the stem of the dildo was at the appropriate angle for deep-vaginal penetration.
"Ready?"
"No."
"How comer' "I am scared."
"Relax."
"I'm trying."
Mary Lynn was trying to relax-but she was not doing a very good job of it.
She found that she was so nervous that she was having trouble relaxing any part of her body-and she was having the least luck of all attempting to relax the part of her that was directly under attack.
Her cunt!
*****
Roberta Jean took a deep breath and completely filled her lungs with air. She then began to let the air out slowly. At the same time Roberta Jean began to press downward with her hips. She pressed downward with a smooth and steady pressure. The girl could feel the pressure increasing on the mouth of her untucked fuck hole. Yes, the pressure was increasing but the girl's pussy did not open. Mary Lynn's pussy did not even begin to open.
"Open up!"
"I can't."
"Open!"
"I can't."
"Yes, you can."
"The dildo is too thick."
"No!"
"My cunt is too right."
"Nonsense."
"My cherry is too thick."
"Bullshit!"
"Please, what we are attempting is physically impossible."
"NO!"
Roberta Jean pressed a little harder and still the girl's cunt didn't open.
"I can tell that there is only one thing that is going to get Mr. Jojo inside your pussy."
"Whatr
"Brute force."
"Oh."
"Luckily for the both of us, brute force is something of which I have plenty," Roberta Jean said.
Roberta Jean once again took a deep breath and completely filled her lungs with air. This time, however, she did not let the air out of her lungs slowly. On the contrary, Roberta Jean grunted out all of the air from her lungs simultaneously. At the same time, Roberta Jean stabbed downward with her femininely round lower torso as hard as she could.
The pressure on the mouth of the girl's fuck hole was incredible.
Mary Lynn's cunt opened, all right.
In fact, the girl's cunt opened further than she would have thought physically possible. The flesh was stretched taut. Her pink slit was turned into a gaping mouth. The molded head of the latex cock pushed in between the lips. Mary Lynn began to holler.
"Owwwww."
"Easy."
"Owwwwwww."
"Relax."
"Owwwwwww."
Mary Lynn could feel the tip of the dildo touching her cherry-pressing against the thin wall of membrane that was the sole guardian of her chastity.
Then Roberta Jean stabbed again.
POP!
That was the sound the girl's cherry made as it tore forever away from the inner walls of the girl's pussy.
*****
The truth of the matter was that the girl heard the sound of her cherry popping a fraction of a second before she felt the pain. It took her central nervous-system that long to get the dreadful message from her cunt to her brain through its complicated network of nerve-endings. Then the pain did arrive in the girl's brain.
"OWWWWWWW!"
It hurt like hell.
Mary Lynn found that her pussy felt as if it had just been stabbed by a red-hot poker. "Easy, baby."
"OWWWWWWWW!"
Mary Lynn was pleased to find that the pain did not last long. Just when the pain in the girl's cunt got so bad that she didn't think she would be able to handle it anymore, the discomfort began to diminish.
She could feel the sharpness of the pain fading into a dull ache. Mary Lynn could feel the ache blending with the ache of desire that had been there all along.
"Ohhhh," the girl said.
"Better now?"
"Yes-much."
"Good."
"I feel pleasure."
"Excellent."
"My desire is growing."
"You want the dildo deeper."
"Oh yes."
"You want the dildo all the way in?" Roberta Jean said. "Yes, please."
Mary Lynn could feel something wet and sticky inside her cunt, something that was blending with her natural lubrication.
It took the girl a moment or two to figure put what this substance was, and then it occurred to her.
It was blood.
Blood from her recently opened wound.
Mary Lynn could tell that there was blood mixing and blending with her natural lubrication so much so that the liquid dripping from the base of her quivering quim was now pink. Mary Lynn could tell that the stain on the bed was going to be pink.
Roberta Jean found that-in spite of the fact that she was pressing down with her hips very hard-the tip of Mr. Jojo was only pressing deeper inside the girl's cunt a fraction of an inch at a time.
This was because the girl's inner cunt tissues were all shriveled and closed from lack of use.
Those tissues had to be pried open-using the tip of the bogus boner as the only tool.
Mary Lynn knew that she was going to have to be patient, because each millimeter of penetration brought the tip of the dildo a millimeter closer to the new focal point near the girl's cervix. The girl correctly assumed that something simply splendid was going to happen when the dildo touched that magic internal spot for the first time.
*****
Roberta Jean stabbed down hard.
The tip of the dildo smacked hard against the girl's cervix. Yes, the girl had been right. It felt great.
"SO GOOD!" the girl exclaimed.
Mary Lynn could feel a thunderbolt of pleasure shooting from her spine up toward her brain. That pleasure for as far as the base of her skull where it paused and then retreated back down toward her cunt. The pain did not explode directly into the reeling gray matter of the girl's brain as it would have if it had been orgasmic in intensity. The pleasure pulled up just short of being climactic in intensity. Still, the girl could tell that Roberta Jean was not going to have to fuck her for long to make her come. Mary Lynn was already starting to suspect that he was going to come more than once before Roberta Jean was through fucking her. Mary Lynn had a sneaking suspicion that she was going to come more times than she could possibly count. Mary Lynn had a sneaking suspicion that Roberta Jean was going to teach her what multiple orgasms were all about. Mary Lynn knew that her comes were going to be different from those she had experienced in the past. All of the girl's previous comes had been clitoral in nature. Mary Lynn could tell that she was about to experience her very first deep-vaginal orgasm!
*****
Then the girl felt the tip of the dildo touching the rear wall of her inner cunt. Her pussy was completely full for the very first time in her life.
This sensation was both thrilling and frightening for the girl. It was thrilling because she had waited for what seemed like an eternity to experience this sensation. It was frightening because she could look down between their bodies and see that there were still several inches at the base of the dildo remaining to be inserted. Mary Lynn had no idea where Roberta Jean was going to put those extra inches. For the first time, really, the girl realized that her inner cunt was going to have to stretch as far as it could go in every possible direction to accommodate the length and girth of Mr. Jojo.
Roberta Jean pushed the rest of the fake cock inside.
"I cannot believe how deep inside me you are pushing," the girl said. "Easy."
"You are pushing the tip of the dildo right into the core of my womanhood."
"Yes."
"I need it."
"What do you need?"
"Fucking."
"Do you want to be fucked softly?"
"No."
"Do you want to be fucked hard?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to be fucked slowly?"
"No."
"Fast?"
"YES!"
"Fast as I can?"
"YES! YES!"
"So, I will fuck you slowly."
"But why?"
"I will hurt you if I fuck you too hard right now," Roberta Jean said. "Oh."
"Your inner cunt tissues are not yet ready for that kind of abuse," Roberta Jean said. "But-"
"But what?"
"My inner cunt FEELS like it needs to be fucked hard," the girl said. "Still, it doesn't hurt to be careful, at least at first."
"I guess not."
"If everything goes okay, we will pick up the pace of the fuck," Roberta Jean said.
"Oh, good," the girl said.
Mary Lynn could feel her inner cunt muscles gripping and tugging at the dildo. Her inner cunt muscles worked at that pole as if it were attempting to suck it up even deeper inside.
Mary Lynn thought that Roberta Jean was going to start her in and out fucking motion right away, but this did not turn out to be the case. The woman continued to press downward with her femininely round hips in spite of the fact that Mr. Jojo was already all the way inside the girl's cunt.
This created the illusion within the girl's pussy that the tip of the dildo was sinking even deeper inside. Roberta Jean then began to move her hips in a series of slow and sensuous circles.
She used die head and die shaft of the dildo to stretch Mary Lynn's inner cunt lips and die girl's inner cunt walls in every possible direction.
-Please-"
"Please what?"
"Please fuck."
"Oh, all right-Roberta Jean began to withdraw.
Just as Roberta Jean had earlier said she would, she began to withdraw every bit as slowly as she had originally penetrated.
She withdrew a fraction of an inch at a time. Mary Lynn felt her inner cunt lips being stretched up and away from the rest of her cunt.
*****
Mary Lynn could tell that the dildo was so thick that the top of the shaft was going to rub directly against her clit when she got around to her in and .out fucking motion. Mary Lynn correctly assumed that it was not going to be very long at all before her clitoris was getting battered back and forth by Mr. Jojo's shaft. Mary Lynn's clit was going to be rhythmically battered like a small punching bag being worked over by a particularly talented boxer. Roberta Jean withdrew until only the very tip of the fake cock was inside the girl's cunt. Roberta Jean looked down between their bodies at that point.
Roberta Jean could see that there was blood on the dildo. Red and black. Those colors went together very nicely, Roberta Jean thought silently to herself. The older woman paused when there was just enough rubber in between the girls inner cunt lips to keep the poontang from slamming shut.
Roberta Jean took a deep breath.
She held her breath a moment.
She grunted the air back out.
She slammed down with her hips.
Roberta Jean drove the entire length of the dildo into the girl's cunt in one fell swoop. Mary Lynn could hear her pussy making a wet farting noise as the sudden and violent violation of her vagina forced gas and juice and blood from the internal passageway. Mary Lynn's eyes opened so wide that die whites were visible all the way around her pupils. She could feel her eyes bulging outward. She could feel her eyes bugging. There was a great pressure behind her eyes. There was a frightening moment or two when she thought her eyeballs were going to come popping right out of their bone sockets.
This, of course, did not happen.
In retrospect, the girl realized that she was more shocked and stunned by this violent penetration than injured.
Mary Lynn had simply been unaware of the fact that it was possible for her cunt to go from being completely empty to being completely full with that kind of incredible rapidity.
"Ohhhhhh," the girl said.
Mary Lynn could feel another thunderbolt of pleasure shooting up her spine toward her brain. This thunderbolt was even more intense than the first, but the pleasure still pulled up short of being orgasmic in intensity.
Then Roberta Jean began to fuck, really fuck. In and out. In and out. At first Roberta Jean moved her round feminine hips from side to side every bit as much as she moved them up and down. Roberta Jean used the tip of the dildo to explore all of the nooks and crannies of the girl's inner cunt. Roberta Jean steadily straightened out her fucking motion as she went along, so that it became more up and down. Eventually Roberta Jean's fucking motion was exclusively up and down. Roberta Jean started out fucking the girl with short strokes, pulling the dildo only part of the way out of the girl's cunt before pushing it inside. But Roberta Jean then steadily lengthened her strokes until she was withdrawing almost all the way before re-entering. Roberta Jean began to SLAP her loins against the girl's loins. Mary Lynn lifted her feet from the bed, and pointed her toes upward toward the ceiling. Mary Lynn had her thighs parted to a perfect ninety-degree angle as she did this. She straightened her knees. She made a perfect vee with her legs. Then the girl turned her toes inward. She crossed her ankles. She lowered her feet. Mary Lynn placed her heels on the dimples on the small of Roberta Jean's back, above and to the sides of the top of the crack of Roberta Jean's ass, and continued to hug at the sides of the woman's hips with the insides of her finely tapered thighs. Mary Lynn then draped her arms over Roberta Jean's shoulders and scratched at the plane between Roberta Jean's pointy shoulder blades with the tips of her fingernails. In this manner, the girl clutched at Roberta Jean's body with all four of her limbs simultaneously. Roberta Jean fucked faster and faster. Then it happened. Mary Lynn's cunt exploded.
*****
"COMING!"
Mary Lynn could tell immediately that her very first deep-vaginal come was shorter and sharper than any of the clitoral comes she had known in the past. The best thing about the new kind of come, however, as far as the girl was concerned, was that, when it was over, it had down nothing to appease her horniness. Mary Lynn found that, if anything, she wanted to get fucked more after her first deep-vaginal come than she did before it. There was no appeasement. No satisfaction. No afterglow. In fact, the girl could feel her arousal rising toward the saturation point a second time die instant her first come was through.
Then she was SURE she was going to come more than once..
"So big, the dildo is so big," the girl said.
"Your cunt is so tight, so very tight," the woman said.
"Fuck me," the girl said.
Roberta Jean steadily increased the tempo of the fucking. This was the sound that Roberta Jean's and the girl's loins made as they slapped together:
Thwack.
Thwack.
Thwack.
This was the sound that the girl's inner cunt made as the dildo worked in and out of it: Squish. Squash. Squish. Squash.
*****
Then the girl came a second time.
"YOU ARE MAKING ME COME AGAIN, YOU ARE MAKING ME COME AGAIN, OHHHHHHHH, OWWWWWWW, THE SECOND COME IS EVEN STRONGER AND LONGER THAN THE FIRST!" the girl said.
Roberta Jean was fucking very hard now, really pumping that dildo into the girl's tunnel of lust.
Mary Lynn came a third time-and then she stopped counting. Numbers no longer mattered to the girl after the third come.
In retrospect, the girl realized that she probably would not have been able to count all of her deep-vaginal orgasms even if she had been in the mood to try.
Her comes began to snap off inside her pussy and up into her loins at an extraordinary rate. It became harder and harder for the girl to tell her orgasms apart. It got to the point where her deep-vaginal climaxes were all but indistinguishable.
*****
Soon the final spasm of one come was coinciding with the initial convulsion of the following come.
"I can't stop coming!" the girl said.
Mary Lynn knew she wouldn't stop coming until the woman stopped fucking. Roberta Jean wasn't going to stop fucking until she had her own orgasm by rubbing against the base of the dildo.
Roberta Jean once again found herself thinking about that incident in the mud wrestling catfighting ring, the incident during which she had almost killed a woman.
Roberta Jean remembered how good it felt to have her hands around that other wrestler's neck. What was that woman's name? Who the fuck could remember?
Roberta Jean remembered that the woman's name had been said again and again when the ambulance came to get the mud out of her lungs-but, as Roberta jean fucked the girl's cunt inside out with Mr. Jojo, the dominatrix could not remember the name of the woman they had put in that ambulance. It was all a blank. Maybe she didn't want to remember, Roberta Jean considered.
"I cannot stop coming," the girl screamed. roberta jean then plunged the entire length of the dildo into Mary Lynn's cunt and this time she kept it there.
Roberta Jean ground her clit against Mr. Jojo's base very hard. They came together.
CHAPTER SIX
Roberta Jean once again had Mary Lynn bound on her back. This was a new day, and a new sadomasochistic sex session.
Roberta Jean said, "Now I am going to give you a serious fucking. I am going to give you a fucking that you are never going to forget."
Mary Lynn could hear something threatening in the woman's voice.
"Are, are you going to fuck me with Mr. Jojo again?" the girl said.
"No."
"Then, what, what are you going to do?" Mary Lynn stammered.
"I am going to fuck you with my fist," the woman said.
"But there is no way your fist is going to fit inside me.
"I am just going to have to make it fit, babycakes," Roberta Jean said.
*****
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IN THE CORNER CLOSEST TO THE SOUTH SIDE OF THE ARENA, ROBERTA JEAN MUMM! IN THE CORNER CLOSEST TO THE NORTH SIDE OF THE ARENA, BAD BERTHA BUTT.
The crowd always cheered Bertha Butt, and they booed Roberta Jean. The two women met in the center of the ring, knee deep in chocolate pudding.
"Bitch."
"Cunt."
"Fart face."
"Asshole."
"Scum."
"Whore."
"Cocksucker."
"Motherfucker."
Those sitting near the ring were lucky enough to hear the verbal exchange between Roberta Jean and Bertha. Then Roberta Jean got Bertha in a head lock.
"Say uncle."
"Fuck you."
"Say uncle!"
"FUCK YOU!"
Roberta Jean kicked out of the hold and threw a quick right hand that struck Roberta Jean in the cheekbone. Roberta Jean reeled backwards from the blow, into the ropes. Roberta Jean would have gone down if it hadn't been for the ropes and the crowd began to cheer. The crowd was on their feet. Bertha continued on the offensive.
Roberta Jean regained her composure and managed to give Bertha a head butt, opening a gash in Bertha's forehead.
Blood.
A lot of blood.
Roberta Jean liked that. Roberta Jean was one of those women who, like sharks, went in for the kill when she saw blood.
Roberta Jean threw a series of right hands and then a big left hook. Bertha was down. Dazed. Roberta Jean leaped on top of her and began to pummel Bertha's face with a series of punches.
From the front row the owner nodded at the bouncers, who removed their shoes and socks, rolled up their trousers, and climbed into the chocolate pudding to pull Roberta Jean off of the bleeding Bertha. Roberta Jean remembered it well.
*****
"Please don't do this to me, please," the girl said. "Why not?"
"It will cause me a tremendous amount of pain," the woman said.
"You'll get into it after a while, you know," the woman said.
"I don't think so, no I don't think that is the case at all."
"I am going to give you ultimate pleasure with my fist."
"No."
"I am going to give you the world's largest orgasm," the woman said. "I don't-"
"I am going to fuck your pussy inside out with my fist."
"I fear that this might be the literal truth," the girl said.
"First I am going to make you come. You know how?"
"No, Roberta Jean," Mary Lynn said, sounding subservient.
"I am going to make you come by rubbing your clit with my nipple."
"Unwnmmmmm, that is a most sensuous notion, mistress," the girl said.
"Think nothing of it, slave. I will enjoy it too," the woman said.
Roberta Jean rubbed her whole tit against Mary Lynn's whole cunt.
"Yes, you are going to make me come, yessssss," the girl said.
Roberta Jean rubbed the clit with her nipple until Mary Lynn had the fleshquake.
"Now it is time got the fist fucking," the woman said.
"Please-"
"Hush."
*****
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IN THE RED CORNER OF THE RING, KNEE DEEP IN THE MUD, THE CHAMPION OF THE WORLD, ROBERTA JEAN MUMM!
The crowd booed.
IN THE BLUE CORNER, THE NUMBER ONE CHALLENGER IN THE WORLD ACCORDING TO MUD MAGAZINE, TINA MILLER!
The crowd went nuts.
The women met at the center of the ring and clamped onto each other's shoulders. They circled. Slowly. Slowly.
Then Roberta Jean got the action started and she threw a stiff left hand that broke Tina's nose. Blood began to flow.
. Tina unexpectedly threw herself backward against the ropes and leaped. It was a flying drop kick, and it had caught Roberta Jean by surprise. Bad news.
Both feet struck Roberta Jean in the side of the face. She was groggy.
She saw stars. The crowd went nuts. They thought Roberta Jean was beaten. Roberta Jean was wondering at that stunned moment if she were about to complete this bout with a busted jaw.
One side of Roberta Jean's face was swollen for two weeks after the bout with Tina Miller in the mud.
Roberta Jean would never quite know where she summoned up the courage, but she rose from the mud with a wound up tight roundhouse left that struck Tina Miller on the point of her chin, knocking her out cold. Roberta Jean rose slowly to her feet and stood for the photographers with her foot on Tina's tummy. Tina landed face up so nobody worried about her drowning in the mud.
*****
Roberta Jean put a black leather glove on her right hand..
"What, what are you doing that for, mistress?" the girl said.
"I do not want my hand to get any blood on it," the woman said.
Mary Lynn, upon hearing the response, was sorry she asked.
"Can you feel that orgasm relaxing the muscles at the sides of your vulva?"
"Yes."
"Good."
Roberta Jean adjusted the leather glove so that it was on as snugly as possible. She adjusted the glove both at the wrist and between the fingers.
Roberta Jean then rubbed the tips of her leather clad fingers up and down the entire length of the girl's pink gash.
Then Roberta Jean worked the tip of her middle finger in between Mary Lynn's inner cunt lips. Roberta Jean inserted that finger.
"Ummmmmmm," the girl said.
"Like that?"
"Yes."
"There is more."
"I know. I am trying not to think about that part," the girl said.
"Just relax. Let your cunt stretch. It is like childbirth only in reverse."
"That is not a very pleasant image either, Roberta Jean."
"Perhaps I am only pretending that I am trying to calm your nerves."
"Perhaps," the girl said.
Roberta Jean wiggled her finger around inside Mary Lynn's cunt. Roberta Jean then worked her finger in and out. Roberta Jean pushed her forefinger up inside Mary Lynn's pink poontang along with her middle finger, and the dominatrix bitch finger-fucked Mary Lynn's cunt with both fingers at the same time.
CHAPTER SEVEN
If you were going to be a mud wrestler you had to figure on losing a few teeth every now and again. It was a lot like roller derby in that regard, Roberta Jean always figured-and Roberta Jean lost two teeth in her bout against Marlene Lorraine, the redhead. That was the fight that had paid more than all of the previous fights put together. It was with that money that Roberta Jean had bought the barber shop, where Roberta Jean had hired on Mary Lynn to work the chair next to hers inside the little shop. Outside their barber shop they had one of those candy cane barber poles that went around and around. Next door were the three keys of a pawn shop. Yeah, Roberta Jean remembered that last fight against Marlene. It was a humdinger, all right. They made a video tape of it, and Roberta Jean had always been grateful for that.
She liked die fact that she could see herself kicking die living shit out of Marlene Lorraine again and again.
Of course, there were parts of that tape which were painful to watch.
It had not been an easy bout. Marlene Lorraine had spent a lot of time beating the living shit out of Roberta Jean as well.
That was the reason that there were those who called the Lorraine-Mumm match-up the best in mud wrestling history.
The fight had lasted for over forty five minutes. Between the two of them they had thrown every kind of punch and had administered every type of hold. Both were covered with teethmarks, and there were patches of scalp exposes where they had literally torn out each other's hair. After the fight it was sadly revealed that because of an injury caused by a Roberta Jean Mumm thumb, Marlene had lost sight in one eye.
*****
Roberta Jean pushed her third finger up inside Mary Lynn's cunt with the other two. Roberta Jean kept her leather-covered fingers clenched tightly together, so that the tips formed the corners of a small triangle. Roberta Jean then twisted those three fingers around inside Mary Lynn's cunt as she worked them in and out. Roberta Jean pushed her pinky up inside the walls of Mary Lynn's cunt. Now Roberta Jean had the tips of her fingers clutched together so that they formed the comers of a small square. Roberta Jean continued to twist her fingers as she worked them in and out of Mary Lynn's sweet pussy. Roberta Jean stood at die foot of the bed with her feet a little more than shoulder-width apart. Roberta Jean kept one foot in front of the other a little bit to make sure that she kept her balance as she administered the fist. Roberta Jean straightened her right arm, locking it straight at the elbow. Roberta Jean raised her right shoulder. She was arranging herself so that she could get the full weight of her upper torso behind die seemingly impossible penetration. Mary Lynn tried to imagine what her cunt was going to look like when it opened far enough to take the woman's fist, and she found that she was unable to conjure such an image. Roberta Jean hollowed her thumb and placed the tip of her thumb against the precise center of her palm. Then she began to push. She pushed gently at first, just to judge and see what kind of resistance there was going to be.
Roberta Jean could tell right away that there was going to be a great deal of resistance. Roberta Jean began to push harder and the girl tried desperately to relax the all-important muscles at the sides of her cunt. Roberta Jean pushed harder still-and it was then that Mary Lynn's poontang began to open.
"Owwwwwwww, owwwwwwwww, owwwwwwwww," the girl said.
Mary Lynn could feel her cunt opening further than ever before.
"There we go," the woman said.
"Please-"
"So wide."
"No-"
"So gaping!"
Roberta Jean did not stop pushing until the entire fist was inside. The truth of the matter was that Mary Lynn's inner cunt lips had to open the furthest to allow the woman's knuckles inside. Mary Lynn's inner cunt lips were actually allowed to close around Roberta Jean's slender wrist.
Roberta Jean still had her fingers straight inside Mary Lynn's cunt-but that did not last for very long.
The second that Roberta Jean's hand disappeared inside the girl's gaping cooze, the woman began to close her fingers.
Roberta Jean did not stop closing her fingers until she was making a tight fist inside her cunt.
"Oh God, now I have felt you stretch me as far as I can go inside and out," the girl said.
It was then that Roberta Jean did something so cruel that she was even a little shocked by it herself. Roberta Jean had her hand clenched so tightly inside her black leather gloves that each and every one of her knuckles had whitened. Without loosening her fist, Roberta Jean pulled her entire hand back out of the girl's cunt.
"Owwwwwwww, owwwwwwww, owwwwwwww," the girl said.
Roberta Jean then punched her fist back into Mary Lynn's cunt.
"Please-"
"Hush."
Roberta Jean twisted her clenched fist around inside the girl's cunt. "No-"
"Shut up."
Roberta Jean once again pulled her fist from Mary Lynn's poontang. "God-"
"God isn't here, as I believe I have observed," the woman said.
Roberta Jean then punched her whole fist back inside the cunt again.
"I cannot take any more of the extreme pain," the girl said.
"You are not going to have any choice baby," the woman said.
She pulled out.
Punched in.
Twisted.
Pulled out.
Punched in.
Twisted.
Roberta Jean stopped the fist fuck. Mary Lynn had passed out from the intensity of the sensations caused by the fist fucking.
Roberta Jean thought Mary Lynn was no longer any fun to play with now that she had lost consciousness and was no longer able to feel the pain. No fun at all!
Roberta Jean pulled her glove out of Mary Lynn's cunt and she kept it out. Roberta Jean peeled her glove off of her hand. If she had thrown that glove at the wall at that moment it probably would have stuck.
*****
LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, A NEWCOMER THIS EVENING, ROBERTA MUMM!
The announcer forgot the Jean. Roberta Jean remembered it well. It had been her very first bout.
Professional bout, that is. Nobody had expected anything out of her.
IN THE OTHER CORNER, MEAN MOLLY MCGUIRE!
Roberta Jean wasn't scared, in spite of Molly's reputation as a kick-ass type of broad. "I am going to turn you out, cunt," Molly said. "You and what army."
"I think I might have heard that one before."
"Ask me if I give a flying fuck."
"I am in the mood to rumble."
"Come on then, cunt, let's beat the shit out of each other."
And they did, for fourteen minutes. Roberta Jean then slapped an expertly toe hold on Molly. "Say it."
"No."
"Say it!"
"Owwwwwww."
"Say it!"
"UNCLE!"
"Good."
The champion could tell that there was going to be a new contender from that point on, and her name was Roberta Jean Mumm. No announcer ever got Roberta Jean's name wrong again.
*****
Mary Lynn awoke and felt herself covered with a soft blanket. Roberta Jean was there looking at her, sitting at her side, stroking her forehead.
"Now we are going to bathe you, sex slave, and get you ready for your lesson in deep anal enjoyment," the woman said.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Roberta Jean gave the girl's hands and feet a massage to get the circulation back into Mary Lynn's fingers and toes.
Roberta Jean had taken the ropes off of Mary Lynn's wrists and ankles while the girl was unconscious following her fist-fucking.
Roberta Jean then said, "Come, we are going into the John now."
"All right," Mary Lynn said, sounding intrinsically submissive.
Roberta Jean thought Mary Lynn was sounding more subservient all the time.
They marched, hand-in-hand, into Roberta Jean's tiled bathroom.
"Get in the tub."
"What are you going to do to me?" the girl said.
"You will find out the answer to that question soon enough."
"Do you want me to lie down in the tub?" the girl said.
"No, I want you to remain standing. Face the shower nozzle."
"All right."
"Good, now move your feet further apart in die tub," the woman said. "Okay."
"That's it. Press your ankles bones against the sides of the tub."
"Like this?"
"Perfect. Now jack-knife at the waist and place our hands on the wall before you," the woman said.
Mary Lynn did as she was told without a peep of protest.
Roberta Jean could see Mary Lynn's tits growing larger as they hung beneath her chest. Mary Lynn's head lowered also.
Mary Lynn placed her palms flat on the tiled wall in front of her, above the faucets and below the shower nozzle.
Mary Lynn's hands were against the wall at shoulder level. The young girl had her fingers parted evenly.
Mary Lynn was pressing her fingertips against the tiled wall hard enough to make her knuckles whiten.
"You understand, Mary Lynn, that you are about to be buggered."
"Yes, Roberta Jean."
"I liked it before when you were calling me mistress."
"Yes, mistress," Mary Lynn said with an ache in her cunt.
"You are going to be reamed with Mr. Jojo," the woman said.
"I thought you were going to ream me with your fist, mistress."
"No, I don't think you are ready for that penetration-yet."
"Someday?"
"Perhaps."
"I hope so."
"You liked my fist, huh?"
"It made me faint!"
"But with pain," Roberta Jean commented. "Still, it was a rush," the girl said.
*****
"Because you are getting buggered you must be prepared, girl."
"What sort of preparations must be made, mistress?" Mary Lynn asked.
"You are going to have to be purged and lubricated for the reaming."
"I am afraid that I do not understand what you mean, mistress."
"That is why I am the mistress and you are just the slave."
"Please explain it to me, mistress," Mary Lynn said pathetically.
"Purging means you are going to be flushed out inside," the woman said.
"You mean you are going to wash out the inside of my ass."
"Correct."
"That's called an enema, right-like they give folks in hospitals."
"Right."
"But why?"
"It will help to relax your ass for one thing," the woman said.
"I get the impression that this isn't the main reason."
"The main reason is I don't want to get shit on Mr. Jojo."
"I see," Mary Lynn said, feeling a blush of deep embarrassment.
"Now stay in that position while I fetch my purging tool."
"Okay."
Roberta Jean pulled the latex enema bag out of the towel closet.
"This is what I am going to use," Roberta Jean said, nonchalantly.
Roberta Jean showed the girl, who craned her neck to see.
"As you can see, Mary Lynn, it is a large pink rubber bag."
"It reminds me of the hot water bottle I used as a child."
"Yes, to stay warm on cold winter nights, I suppose."
"That's right."
"Of course, the hot water bottle was smaller than this bag."
"Almost all of them are."
"And my hot water bottle didn't have that Jong hose dangling from it."
"I can see that you can't take your eyes off the bag," the woman said.
Mary Lynn was staring at the purging tool with wide eyes.
"I guess it is bigger than I thought it was going to be."
"Like Alexander's cock and balls, I'll bet," the woman said, wisely.
"Yes, something like that, mistress," the girl said.
This purging tool holds many quarts of water," the woman said.
"How many quarts does it hold?"
"Four."
"that's a gallon."
"Yes, slave."
"How much water are you going to put into the bagr
"I am going to fill the bag all the way to the brim."
"And how much of that water will I be expected to taker
"You are going to be expected to take all of it, of course."
"But there is no way my bowels will hold that much water."
"I dunk you are wrong. You will stretch and take die water."
"I guess I should know by now to believe you," the girl said.
"You didn't think your cunt could take my fist, tidier."
It almost didn't," Mary Lynn said, shivering as she remembered.
Mary Lynn could tell her cunt was never going to be quite the same after that fisting.
*****
"Why is that metallic clamp on the enema bag's hose, mistress?'
"It is there to keep the water from dripping out prematurely."
"The plastic enema nozzle at the end of the hose sure is long."
"You think so?"
"The nozzle seems to be longer than it has to be," the girl said.
"No, the dp has to push past your sphincter muscle, baby."
"Oh. Well, it certainly is shaped funny," the girl said.
"Funny? I think the nozzle is quite appropriately shaped."
"Why?"
"It is flared at the tip, thickest at die tip and skinniest at the base."
"Why is it shaped that way, mistress, it doesn't make sense."
"Sure it does."
"Well, the nozzle certainly wasn't designed for easy penetration."
"No, it was designed to double as a butt plug, baby."
"Huh?"
"The thick tip plugs up the hole. It doesn't just pump the water in, it holds the water in as well," the woman said. "Far out."
"You can see, of course, that the tip is multiply perforated."
"Why is that?'
"So die water continued to flow even if some get, ahem, clogged."
"Oh."
"Now, let us get things started," Roberta Jean said, moving to the sink so that Mary Lynn could no longer see her.
"I don't understand how I am supposed to hold all this water."
"It is really quite simple."
"Please explain."
"You have to tense your asshole and relax your colon together."
"It sounds impossible."
"It is not."
*****
Roberta Jean turned on the water in the sink and adjusted the temperature. She wanted to make sure the temperature was just right.
"How hot are you going to make the water for the enema, mistress."
"Very hot."
"Steamy?"
"Yes."
"Scalding?"
"No, the water should be just shy of scalding," the woman said. "Thank you."
"The object here is not to burn out your guts," the woman said.
The woman filled the enema bag to the brim with steamy water.
"There we go," the dominatrix bitch said with a cruel smile.
The bag was so heavy Roberta Jean had trouble lifting it.
"I am going to attach the bag to this pole," the woman said.
Roberta Jean was referring to the pole that held the shower curtain.
"The bag is so heavy the pole is bowing with the weight."
Mary Lynn once again had to crane her neck to see hat she was looking at.
"I see that. I think the pole is strong enough to hold the weight."
"I do not think that I am strong enough to hold the weight."
"Once again, my precious, you are underestimating yourself."
"I hope so, ohhhhhhhh, I hope so," the subservient said.
Roberta Jean began to caress the smooth cheeks of Mary Lynn's ass.
"I have to admit that my asshole is starting to feel horny."
"Do you get the impression that anal horniness is going to grow?"
"Yes, it is going to get more intense before it slacks off."
Roberta Jean dug her left fingertips into the crack of Mary Lynn's ass.
"Ummmmmmmm," Mary Lynn said as the woman's finger touched her asshole-briefly.
Roberta Jean then pulled Mary Lynn's ass cheeks all the way open.
"I am going to put the nozzle up your asshole now," the bitch said.
Roberta Jean grabbed the base of the nozzle, where the nozzle and the hose came together.
"Ohhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh," the girl said.
Roberta Jean rubbed the tip of the nozzle up and down the ass crack. "Like that?"
"It's yummy."
Mary Lynn whimpered each time the nozzle tip touched her asshole.
"Your asshole is getting hypersensitive and supererogenous."
"I can feel my asshole throbbing harder and harder now," the girl said.
"I can see that your nether eye is opening and closing a bit."
"What does my nether eye look like when it does that?"
"It looks to me like the nether eye is winking at me," the woman said.
Roberta Jean stopped moving the blunt tip of the plastic enema nozzle up and down until she came to a stop with the tip poised at the pink asterisk of Mary Lynn's throbbing anus.
Roberta Jean paused and then snapped her wrist. Roberta Jean drove the nozzle deep, deeper, deepest into Mary Lynn's ass.
Mary Lynn could feel the tip of the plastic enema syringe pushing right up past her tight tubular sphincter muscle, right up into the softer and infinitely more elastic flesh of her colon.
Mary Lynn could feel her asshole almost involuntarily gripping at the skinny base of the plastic enema nozzle.
That held the tip inside. Roberta Jean gave the hose a little tug just to make sure the nozzle was locked inside the asshole the way it was supposed to be-and it was.
"Now we get started," the woman said.
Roberta Jean removed the metal clamp from the rubber hose and allowed the water to start flowing into Mary Lynn's ass.
"OWWWWWWWW!"
"What's the matter?"
"Too hot."
"No, no, no."
"Scalding!"
"It just feels that way at first, you will get used to it."
Roberta Jean, as it turned out, was telling Mary Lynn the truth. Mary Lynn, however, was drenched with sweat by the time she found that out, and her heart felt as if it were going to come pounding right out of her chest.
*****
Mary Lynn's first instinct was to shit the water right back out-but she knew this would be a big mistake. Mary Lynn knew that Roberta Jean would only repeat the purging process if she had an accident. Roberta Jean would make Mary Lynn repeat the purging process, the girl knew, until she got it right.
CHAPTER NINE
Mary Lynn never figured out how she did it but somehow she did it-she managed to keep her asshole tensed while completely relaxing her colon.
Her ass began to fill with water. She could feel her sexual arousal growing along with the water pressure in her ass.
She began to think that something wild and wonderful was happening to her. She began to think that the woman was going to make her come and shit at the same time.
Mary Lynn looked down at her belly and was shocked to see that her abdomen was starting to visibly bloat outward.
Mary Lynn could-feel horrible cramps ripping through her mid-section. She felt so dirty and so good.
Roberta Jean figured that this had to be very close to the ultimate humiliation. To be forced to shit before another.
There was something about the pure degradation of this act, and the act to follow, that pleased both Mary Lynn and Roberta Jean.
"It is starting to hurt."
"That is perfectly natural."
"I can feel the pain growing."
"Yes, yes, yes," the woman said.
"It is becoming agony."
"Good, feel the inner stretching."
"I couldn't stand up straight if I tried," the girl said.
"I wouldn't allow you to stand up straight even if you were able."
"I feel like I am going to both come and shit," the girl said.
"I will do my best to help you come when the time arrives."
"I can feel the muscles in my legs getting weaker and weaker."
"Don't give up."
"I can feel my knees getting increasingly shaky, mistress."
"Hang in there."
"I can feel my leg muscles transforming into stale ginger ale."
"Easy does it."
"I don't know how much longer I am going to be able to stand."
"Courage, slave."
"How much water is there left inside the enema bag?" the girl said.
"You are about seven eighths of the way home, slave," the woman said.
"Ohhhhhhhh, it is getting to be so fucking painful," the girl said.
"Tell me what it feels like, Mary Lynn," the woman said.
"It feels like I am going to fucking explode!" the girl exclaimed.
*****
Then the bag was empty. "Good girl, good slave."
"Ohhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh."
"Feel urgent?"
"YES!"
Roberta Jean laughed.
"Okay, hang on." Roberta Jean grabbed the base of the rubber hose-where the hose and the nozzle came together, right up snug at Mary Lynn's asshole.
Roberta Jean then pulled very hard. Mary Lynn could feel her asshole stretching outward, away from her ass.
Mary Lynn, because of the shape of the nozzle, was having her rectum tugged from the cleavage between her buttocks.
Then the tip of the variously perforated nozzle popped free from the grip of Mary Lynn's sweet virginal nether eye.
There was an audible sound as the syringe came free. And then there was a pause, an agonizing pause for the girl.
She was ready to shit.
She was ready to come.
"All right, Mary Lynn, you may release the water now."
Mary Lynn thought those were the sweetest words she had ever heard.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you," the girl said.
Mary Lynn wasted no time whatsoever complying with the woman's instructions.
FFFFRAAP
That was the sound as the girl clamped down on the muscles that were surrounding her bloated colon. She then relaxed her asshole for the first time in what felt like ages, her asshole opened into a gaping mouth for a moment as she cut loose with the loudest farting noise she had ever heard.
Then, the water began to gush out of Mary Lynn's asshole.
There was great water pressure behind her blast, and the water got all over the wall above the far end of the tub. Then the water pressure died down a bit and the water remained inside the porcelain basin.
The room instantly began to reek with the scent of the girl's inner bowels.
The water looked very dark against the white of the porcelain basin-as well as against the tiles on the wall above the far end of the tub. At that moment, Roberta Jean reached between Mary Lynn's legs and began to diddle the girl's clit.
Lightly.
Softly.
Softer than soft. Whisper soft.
Mary Lynn really needed it too.
She was starting to roll her hips now, pushing against Roberta Jean's fingers, trying to make the contact more forceful. Roberta Jean kept up the steady massage.
She pressed against it.
She rolled it in her fingers.
She pulled it.
And then, something strange happened. Mary Lynn was coming and shitting at the same time. It was too good, too good to be true. Mary Lynn thought maybe she had died and gone to heaven.
Roberta Jean diddled Mary Lynn's clit until the girl's come was through.
"IT FEELS SO GOOD, IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD," the girl said.
Roberta Jean then pulled her hand away. The water came out of Mary Lynn's ass more slowly now-and the substance oozing out was thicker. The stuff was running down the backs of Mary Lynn's legs. Then she collapsed. Her knees gave out. She began to roll around in the tub, in the smelly water.
The ultimate humiliation.
The ultimate degradation.
The ultimate debasement.
"Good slave," Roberta Jean said.
When Mary Lynn heard that she felt very, very . proud.
*****
It was a new day. Roberta Jean and Mary Lynn were fully clothed, at the woman's place.
"I think I am going to broaden your sexual horizons, slave."
"How, mistress?"
"I am going to write down an address on a piece of paper."
"Okay."
"This Friday night, do not come here, but rather go there."
"What will happen to me there?"
"You will find out."
Mary Lynn went to that address that Friday night and found an orgy going on. "Hi, who are you?"
"Mary Lynn Charles."
"Who sent you?"
"Roberta Jean Mumm."
"Come on in."
"Who are you?"
"Alexander, your host."
"Pleased to meet you."
"Likewise."
"Since I am host, may I have first dibs on your body?"
"Sure thing," Mary Lynn said. She thought Alexander was handsome.
Mary Lynn didn't feel like being a lesbian anymore somehow.
"You are the only one with any clothes on," the man aid.
"I feel as if I am sticking out like a sore thumb," the girl said.
"No, that is my cock that's sticking out in that fashion," Alexander said with a laugh.
"Where do I put my clothes when I take them off?" the girl said. "Come. I'll assign you a locker."
"Thanks."
Alexander watched as Mary Lynn stripped and put her clothes in the locker.
"What are you in the mood for, Alexander?" the girl said.
"I think I want some of that sweet head of yours," he said. "Know what?"
"What?"
"I never been fucked by a real cock before," the girl said.
"I still want your head. What have you been fucked by?"
"One fist and a dildo named Jojo."
"That's sick."
"It turns you on to think about it though, doesn't it?"
"I dread things that make me feel like a pervert," the man aid.
"In that case, I don't think you should hang around me."
"Why not?"
"I have a way of making everything seem perverse to the bone."
Mary Lynn knelt before Alexander and began to give him pleasure.
"Do my balls."
"Like this?"
"Yes, more."
"Like this?"
"God, yes,"
She licked and then sucked the host's nuts, to Alexander's delight. "Now my cock," the man aid. "Right."
She licked his cock and then took it into her mouth.
"Suck that thing," the man aid.
Mary Lynn sucked hard.
"Make it squirt," the man aid.
And the girl did make it squirt. It ended up popping out of her mouth at die last moment so that it squirted all over her face.
*****
Later, in the main orgy room, Mary Lynn was so hot she could die. The inside of her cunt yearned to feel real cock meat.
She didn't have to wait for long to get what she wanted.
"Hi," the handsome man said. "Who are your "Robert."
"Friend of Alexander's?"
"Not particularly. Want to fuck?"
"Yes!"
"What position?"
"Take me doggie."
"Get down!" Robert said.
Mary Lynn got down-on all fours, that is. They were going to do it like animals right there on the floor where everyone could see.
CHAPTER TEN
Robert knelt at Mary Lynn's rear and made a fist around his cock.
"The thought of fucking you has got me so fucking hard."
"The last time I was in this position, something bizarre happened."
"What?"
"I ended up going out the window and climbing down a tree naked."
"Sounds kinky."
"It was. At the bottom of the tree I got the shit kicked out of me by a mud wrestler."
"Wow."
"Who became my lover," the girl said. "You are putting me on," the man said. "Nope."
"I want to fuck you worse than ever," the man said. The man used his right hand to guide the tip of his cock up to her cunt. He rubbed the tip of his prick up and down the entire length of her cunt gash, covering his cock head with moisture. Then he pushed the tip of his dick into the mouth of her fuck hole. Mary Lynn's cunt was not sore at all anymore. Mary Lynn's cunt had completely healed following the fist fucking Roberta Jean had administered upon it. Mary Lynn's poontang was pink and well and healthy and ready to be fucked. Mary Lynn's poontang, as a matter-of-fact, felt like it wanted to suck the handsome man's cock right up inside her.
*****
In the meantime, on the other side of town a big woman placed a call. "Wonderful World of Mud, may I help you?"
"Charlie?"
"That you, Bobby Jean?'
"Uh huh."
"Ready to come back?"
"I think so."
"I told you that you wouldn't be able to stay away," Roberta Jean said.
"You just got the meanness in you, I think," the man at the other end of the line said.
"If I don't get it out in the ring I get it out in other ways," Roberta Jean said.
*****
Robert tensed the muscles in the cheeks of his ass and then pushed. His cock head forced her inner cunt lips to open. Robert did not stop pushing until the entire length of his cock was up inside her. She could feel the throbbing head and shaft of his dick against the stretched inner walls of her pussy. Mary Lynn could feel the entire length of the handsome man's mammoth member throbbing within her. Mary Lynn thought that this felt a hell of a lot better than getting fucked by the rubber pole. Mary Lynn to moan. Robert began to fuck. He fucked pretty hard right from the first stroke. His loins and the tops of his thighs slapped at her buttocks. His cock was all wet and slippery. As he fucked harder and harder and harder the tip of his cock felt as if it were plunging deeper and deeper and deeper into her cunt.
Robert was drilling for oil.
"Oh, you are going to give me a deep-vaginal orgasm," she said.
She moved her hips so that she was fucking also-though he still did most of the work.
Her cunt was empty and then full and then empty and then full.
"YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME COME INSIDE MY CUNT!" the girl said.
Mary Lynn could feel him ram his cock into her particularly hard and that did the trick. She felt herself explode into bliss.
"Coming!"
"Go, baby."
"Coming so hard!"
"Do it."
Robert fucked until the come was over. Then he pulled his cock out.
"What are you going to do now?"
"I am going to fuck you in the asshole. My cock is already wet and slippery."
"Oh my."
"Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Mary Lynn?" Robert asked.
"Yes, once, by a dildo named Jojo."
"Right. Well, I hope you enjoy this."
Robert pressed his cock head against her anus and shoved that glans inside."
"Ummmmmmmm," she said.
"Like that?"
"Yes."
"Want more?"
"Much more."
"How much?"
"The whole cock."
"All right!"
Mary Lynn could feel the handsome man's entire dick pushing up her ass. "Fuck me!"
He did fuck her and he made her bowels convulse with pleasure, just as Roberta Jean had done with the rubber pole after the enema.
Robert could feel the spasms in Mary Lynn's colon sucking at his cock, sucking the jism right out of his dong.
EPILOGUE
After getting the taste of blood back into her mouth when she beat up Mary Lynn, Roberta Jean decided to quit the barber business.
Roberta Jean decided that there was only one place for her in this wacky world, and that was in the ring.
Roberta Jean had been born to kick ass. As long as she was on this Earth, Roberta Jean wanted to be a catfighter.
On the other hand, Mary Lynn had been unadulteratedly wimped out by her experiences first with Alexander and then with Roberta Jean.
Mary Lynn became convinced that she had been born to be a bisexual sex slave, and spent the rest of her limited days in this world submitting to every whim of every lover who chose her.
Naturally, hundreds chose Mary Lynn because of her great beauty. She had a well-fucked cunt and ass within weeks of her sexual initiation.
