"The Celtic Cross," Azubah, the gypsy woman, droned in her hushed, mesmerizing voice, "is the most useful card spread."
The gypsy woman's fingers were stubby and tobacco stained, and the candle flame flickered, casting an eerie glow on the table as Azubah slowly laid out the cards.
Sabina Truelove watched with bated breath, feeling nervously excited.
Outside, the sounds of the carnival seemed muted and far away.
Sabina tried to act rather amused and calm by this fortune telling business, but she couldn't repress a feeling of strange awe which tugged at her very soul.
Azubah was a withered old creature with piercing eyes and a dark, strange face.
Sabina's crisp five dollar bill lay on the table next to the candle.
Azubah's eyes flicked over the three cards representing Sabina's past.
"All your cards are from the Major Aracana," Azubah murmured. "Very interesting....
"In your past, we have The World, The Magician, and Temperance...."
"What does that mean?" Sabina asked saucily, but with a quaver.
"It means, you have had a rich, active life, full of good fortune and abundance.
"It means you have grown used to having things your own way.
"It means you are on a reckless road to danger and a possible fall!"
"Goodness!" gasped Sabina.
"Let us look at the cards representing the present," Azubah said slowly. "Ah! Justice reversed, The Tower, and The Emperor reversed. Hmmmm...."
"Yes?" Sabina asked breathlessly.
"Someone has been cruel in matters of love. Someone has been unfair....
"I believe it is you. You must not toy with this someone's heart, or you will face certain destruction, my dear....
"This someone is a man. A strong man, older than you. Someone very powerful...."
Sabina shivered, a strange thrill of guilt flushing through her.
Dyson Tate ... she thought.
"And now for your future," Azubah intoned throatily. "We have The Hierophant reversed, Strength, and ... The Devil...."
Azubah stared at her suspiciously.
The old gypsy woman's lips twisted into a thin, red line.
She hissed softly, "You will reach a dead end. A well of despair....
"And you will be tempted by someone strong, someone powerful....
"This someone will rescue you from chaos, but he will enslave you and humiliate you!
"You will be powerless to resist him!"
"Good grief!" Sabina gasped.
When Sabina emerged from the gypsy woman's tent, she felt a surge of relief.
"Well, what did she say?" Mariam Mills cried out curiously.
"Yes, Sabina! What did she say? That you were going to meet a tall, dark stranger?" laughed Chrisanda Hawthorne.
"She's a spooky creature, isn't she?" cried Rina Short with a shiver.
The four girl-friends were strolling through the fair grounds.
"Oh, that's all stuff and nonsense!" Sabina Truelove exclaimed with a saucy toss of her head. "Don't be such children! Surely you don't believe in such crap? That old dame's a fake if I ever saw one!"
Sabina Truelove was obviously the leader of the foursome.
Sabina was also the most beautiful.
Sabina had just turned twenty.
She was the only daughter of Tertius Truelove, the mayor of Amber Springs, Tennessee, and his wife, Jacinta.
She had been spoiled rotten.
Sabina was the prettiest coed at Madagaskilla County College.
Sabina had long, golden hair with streaks of platinum in it.
She had a delicate oval of a face with large, long-lashed, china blue eyes.
Her nose was a tiny button of a thing.
Her lips were full and strawberry red.
Sabina was a crafty little bitch who loved to use her charms to get what she wanted.
Sabina was feeling bored and restless.
While they were busy tossing bean bags at a gaping clown face, Sabina stole away from the other girls, who were beginning to irritate her a great deal.
Sabina wore a sexy blue dress with a plunging neck-line, showing off a great deal of her cleavage.
Her breasts were high, full mounds, thrusting forward magnificently.
The dress gathered at her slender waist and billowed in a bell to her knees.
She had shapely gams, and wore a sexy pair of black nylons.
Her shoes were scarlet, with pointy toes and six inch heels.
Yes, Sabina Truelove was the hottest thing going, and she knew it.
But now she was troubled.
Try as she might, Sabina couldn't forget the gypsy woman's hoarse words.
"You have been toying with someone's heart ... This someone is a man. A strong man, older than you. Someone very powerful...."
Yes....
Sabina knew who was meant by those sinister, frightening words. Dacian Tyson....
But Sabina didn't want to think about those unpleasant things now.
She wanted to have fun! She was bored with life.
Everything in Amber Springs seemed so drab and colorless.
She wanted adventure!
Sabina wandered along till she was walking in the shadows by the woods, near the edge of the fair grounds.
She shivered as a cool breeze fluttered over her bare shoulders and arms.
Her nipples were growing hard against her clinging dress.
Her pussy was growing moist ... '
Just then a shape loomed up in front of her, blocking out the lights of the carnival with a huge silhouette.
Sabina gasped and jumped back.
The large person moved forward till he was standing in a pool of light thrown by a near by concession stand.
It was a man.
One of the biggest men Sabina Truelove had ever seen....
Yes, he was big, strong, and scary looking. And he was black as the Ace of Spades! He was tall.
Six foot three, probably, tipping the scales at two hundred and sixty pounds.
Built like a brick shit house, too.
He was shirtless.
All he wore was a pair of dirty, low-slung dungarees, knotted around his waist with a length of hemp rope.
There was a big bulge in the basket of the Negro's pants.
He emanated a lusty, animalistic machismo which was palpable.
He had a bullet-shaped head, and he was bald as a billiard ball.
His deep-set eyes smoldered like chinks of burning coal.
His nose was thick and flat.
His lips were full and sensual, spreading in a leer to reveal strong white teeth.
His bull-like neck connected with incredibly broad shoulders.
His arms bulged with heavy muscles.
The man's biceps were like bowling balls sliced in half.
And what a torso!
Lats stood away from his body, framing the enormous slabs of his pecs, tapering dramatically to a lean waist and a washboard belly, giving his upper body the shape of a king cobra with its hood spread.
His ebony flesh glinted in the moonlight with a sheen of sweat.
"Hello there, little lady!" the black man boomed, grinning at her. "What you doin' wandering around by your lonesome?"
"That's none of your bee's wax!" Sabina snapped saucily, flushing with annoyance at the Negro's insolence. "Now, if you'll excuse me...."
With a toss of her pretty head, the buxom blonde brushed by the muscular buck and walked quickly down a path which led through the woods towards the town.
Sabina heard the man chuckle and quickened her steps.
She was in semi-darkness now, the branches of the trees brushing her arms, little patches of moonlight shimmering through the softly rustling overhead leaves.
Suddenly, she heard something behind her.
Sabina gasped.
She stopped and whirled around.
The black man loomed up in front of her.
"What do you want?" Sabina gasped.
"I just thought you might like some company, little lady," he muttered huskily. "The name's Wade. Wade Jefferson. And what's your name, pretty thing?"
In spite of herself, Sabina blurted out nervously, "Sabina Truelove."
"Sabina! Nice monicker! You're the cutest little dame I've seen in ages, doll!" Wade Jefferson opined huskily.
As he spoke, the shirtless black stud reached out and grabbed hold of stunned Sabina Truelove's big boobs.
Sabina gave a loud gasp.
She impulsively drew back her little arm and slapped his face.
Wade Jefferson grunted.
With a low snarl, he reached out, grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. "Bitch!" he snarled.
With his free hand, he slapped the blonde beauty back and forth across the face.
Sabina gave a little shriek.
Dots flashed before her eyes.
Her cheeks stung.
She felt dizzy and weak-knead.
Before she knew what was happening, the bald black man bent down and crushed his thick lips to her own, kissing her hard.
With a husky growl, Wade Jefferson folded the blonde girl against his burly chest, greedily sucking on her lower face.
His hot tongue slithered between her lips and roamed around in her mouth.
She tasted his spit.
She felt the strength of his manly body mashing against her own.
And Sabina felt a flurry of submissive excitement course through her.
Sabina moaned weakly, sucking his wet, swarming tongue.
The Negro's strong, calloused fingers groped Sabina's ass.
She felt something hard pressing against her tummy through his pants.
With a grunt, Wade slid his hand up to her head, grabbing a thick tress of her hair.
He wrenched back her head.
He stared down into her flushed face.
"Yeah, you need hot lovin', don't ya, Sabina, baby?" he muttered. "You're a spoiled little white bitch who needs tamin', ain't you?"
Sabina whimpered brokenly, staring up at him with enormous blue eyes.
Wade spun her around.
He jerked down the zipper of her dress and pulled the garment around her ankles.
Sabina cried out as she stood in the center of the woods, wearing only her pink panties.
Wade spun her around again.
His eyes blazed with lust as they fixed on her milk white jugs.
Her boobs were full, fleshy and high, thrusting forward like missiles.
Her nipples were bright red and the size of sand dollars.
"Nice tits!" muttered Wade appreciatively, licking his lips.
He covered her boobs with his huge hands, kneading them roughly, scraping his thumbs over her ripe nubbins.
Sabina moaned, helpless flames of pleasure licking her mammaries.
Her nips sprouted against his groping, strumming fingers and thumbs.
Jefferson stooped down and locked his thick lips around her right boob.
The black stud greedily sucked the nipple and a good deal of the surrounding white flesh into his mouth.
As he mouthed and drooled on her big, bouncy knocker, he slid his hands down Sabina's body and hooked his fingers in the elastic of the blonde girl's panties.
Sabina moaned, half-shutting her sapphire blue eyes as she felt the black stud slide her panties down around her knees.
The hot buttery triangle of her blonde-tufted twat was bared to the night air.
She gasped as the rough tips of his fingers moved over the fleshy folds of her labia, groping and stroking them as he sucked her tit.
Wade let the girl's nipple pop out of his mouth and swooped down on her other breast.
As he sucked, licked, chewed and kissed the white girl's aching titties, moving back and forth between them, Wade groped and fondled Sabina's sweet pink cunt.
"Come on, chick!" Wade growled, straightening up abruptly. "Let's take a walk!"
Gripping her around the shoulders, the burly black man pushed her forward.
He steered her through the trees till they came to a low-roofed brick building with a flickering lamp above two doors.
On one door was the word Men.
On the other door appeared the word Women.
"In here!" grunted Wade.
He pushed her through the door leading into the men's room.
A fluorescent light threw a harsh, whitish gleam through the John.
There was a broken urinal and two door-less toilet stalls.
The John smelled of ammonia and moth balls, and didn't look as if it had been used or cleaned very often in the recent past.
"Now, bitch!" Wade panted. "We're gonna get down and dirty!"
He was untying his rope belt as he spoke, and he let his pants drop.
Sabina gasped, springing back against the battered tin door.
Her blue eyes widened.
Her face flushed.
She trembled in nervous excitement as she gaped at the naked Negro.
He was big everywhere!
He was hung like a bull!
From between his long, muscular legs, a positively humongous penis erupted from a thick thatch of wiry pubes.
The man had a dick which looked like it belonged on a pony.
Eleven wrist-thick inches of purple-black, vein-corrugated manhood, with a pulpy, blunt, puce-colored knob.
Wade's heavy, blue-black testicles, like tar-dripped goose eggs, swung in a fleshy sac more than half-way to his knees.
As he stood there, panting thickly, his chest heaving, his eyes gleaming, Wade made his horse-cock throb masterfully up and down in the air, leaking a gooey bead of pre-come.
"Yeah! Wade Jefferson's got a mean-sized slab of dick-meat, don't he, girl?" the black man grinned proudly.
"Good gracious!" whispered Sabina, her eyes round with awe.
Wade was staring at her greedily.
In the harsh light, her voluptuous body was fully illuminated.
Sabina looked incredibly sexy as she stood there shivering in the deserted men's room, wearing nothing but stockings and high heels.
Sabina's pussy was a moist little "V" with puffy pink lips.
A very soft golden down crested the tip of her sex triangle.
Damn, she looked hot.
Wade's balls quivered with animalistic excitement as he perused her.
And he read in the bitch's blue eyes a nervous signal of erotic interest.
In a sudden vivid flash, Sabina remembered last summer at Aunt Meriel's.
A hot, slow, sleepy summer....
Aunt Meriel didn't have air conditioning-only slowly swirling ceiling fans.
The heat seemed to seep into your consciousness, leaving you slow and languid, so that when you move, it was like moving through water....
And Sabina spent long, lazy afternoons in the hammock in the back yard, swaying to and fro beneath the dappled shade of two fragrant, sturdy willow trees.
Sometimes, Sabina listened to the radio and sipped big cool glasses of Aunt Meriel's delicious iced tea.
Sometimes, Sabina flipped through fashion magazines, or tried to read the latest Jackie Collins novel.
Frequently, Sabina drifted into a soft and languid sleep.
And while she slept, the heat seemed to creep into her body and set it on fire....
And she dreamt....
Her dreams were hot and vivid, drawing her into forbidden places.
She remembered dreaming of a black man.
He was always big, brawny, primitive and very, very black....
Staring at her.
With eyes like flaming coals. Roughly grabbing her. Touching her. Stripping off her clothes. And making her touch him ... All over....
Sabina stood trembling against the door to the deserted John.
In the distance, the sounds of the carnival seemed to drift through her mind, like the echoes of a lost memory.
Wade's horse-meat pulsated masterfully in the air as he advanced towards the beautiful, big-breasted blonde.
Wade could hardly believe his luck.
He knew the bitch wanted him.
He'd known it the moment he first looked into her baby blue eyes.
He read the hidden lust there.
He sensed the well of female need hidden beneath her cool, saucy exterior.
She had sneered at him at first.
But that was all a game....
He knew these bitches' games.
They needed to be tamed.
They needed to be shown who was boss.
And now, she wasn't fighting back.
No sir!
The hot little tramp was staring at his big black body, her limpid blue eyes full of awe and nervous excitement.
"Yeah, bitch! You like my muscles, huh?" Wade leered, towering above her.
He lifted his arms, flexing his biceps, making his pectorals bulge.
The hot, musky aroma of his sweaty, macho body filtered through her nostrils.
She could feel his animal heat.
She moaned softly, keen desire knifing through her loins....
"Touch me, bitch!" Wade muttered. "C'mon! You know you want to! Ain't nobody gonna see! Go for it, baby!"
With a little whimper, Sabina held out her little hands, a shock of forbidden heat rushing through her as she curled her fingers around the huge slabs of his man-tits.
She felt his iron-hard pecs flex aggressively against her palms.
She moaned, slowly sliding her hands over his hot, sweat-slickened chest.
His skin felt like taut velvet, stretched over huge, solid bulges and slabs of muscle.
She could feel his animal strength.
It made her dizzy.
It made her pussy hot....
"Lick my body, girl!" Wade Jefferson growled, pushing his hands against the door on either side of her head.
Sabina pressed her hot, ruby-red lips against his right shoulder.
She shuddered as she kissed his flesh.
Her tongue shot out.
She began to tentatively lick and kiss Wade's muscular chest.
Her tongue glided down his huge right pec and lapped at his nipple.
Wade grunted in pleasure as her soft, wet mouth roved and nibbled over his body.
"Yeah! Suck that man-tit, slut! Suck it!" Wade Jefferson grunted as Sabina milked on his left pap, making it sprout outward, hard as a rubber rivet.
Sabina was trembling with wild, whorish desires which made her head spin.
The pretty blonde slut choked back a sob, slowly sliding her wet pink tongue up his lat, plunging her flushed face in the black man's deep, sweaty armpit.
"MMMM, yeah, bitch! Get down and dirty! Suck my nigger sweat, slut! Lick it up!" Wade grinned toothily as the blonde girl licked his sweat-slickened armpit hollow.
Sabina slid her tongue through the woolly tangle of hairs there, the hot, acrid tang of Wade Jefferson's body sweat burning on her flicking taster like smoke.
Wade was getting really fucking turned on by Sabina's tongue job.
His big cock sawed the air in front of him, slapping up against his muscular belly, swollen with stud-heat.
With a low growl, the muscle-bound brute slid his fingers around the back of the white girl's head, gripping her hard.
He pushed her head down towards his naked black crotch.
"C'mon, doll face!" Wade panted hoarsely. "You know you want that big fat dick of mine! Yeah! Get down there and suck it, slut! Suck on Wade's big, juicy black meat!"
Sabina gave a low sob, falling to her knees on the dirty tiled floor.
Her heart was thumping wildly.
She felt light-headed and strangely, almost hysterically, excited.
Her flesh felt as if it were on fire.
She was gasping for breath.
She had trouble focusing.
But the hot, pungent scent of the black man's crotch tore through her, making her gasp in shocked female excitement. Her eyes widened.
She stared at the thing in front of her. God, it was huge!
like a big, meaty, purple-black salami, waving in front of her eyes.
"Suck it!" Wade panted. Sabina moaned.
Her trembling fingers crept up the Negro's brawny legs.
Tentatively, she cupped the huge, heavy nuggets of his balls.
They felt hot and weighed down her little, groping hands.
She gave a low cry and bent down, pressing her rosy lips against Wade's scrotum.
Hungrily, the spoiled white girl began to slurp on the black man's balls....
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"Suck my nilts!" Wade Jefferson panted hoarsely. "Yeah, babe! Suck on those big fuckin' BALLS! AAAAAH!"
The big black man groaned in pleasure, leaning against the door to the John.
His powerful legs were planted wide apart.
He was slowly stroking his big black fist up and down the sturdy, eleven inch log of bull-meat which erupted from between his legs.
Gorgeous coed, Sabina Truelove, knelt on the dirty tile floor.
Her golden hair spilled down her bare back, and her high, rose-tipped breasts swayed and quivered as she squirmed between Wade's legs.
She was making choked mewling sounds.
She was gripping Jefferson's legs just above the knees.
Her mouth was wide open.
And her mouth was stuffed full with his huge, fleshy ball sac.
The little bitch was greedily sucking the Negro's testicles.
She couldn't quite fit each goose egg-sized nugget into her hungry little mouth, but she sure gave it the old college try!
She worked her tongue greedily.
She swiped her hot little licker all over his greasy nut sac.
She painted his balls with spit.
Sabina felt Wade Jefferson's nuts quiver and tighten, bloating with pleasure as she licked them all over.
Greedily, Sabina tilted back her head, letting Jefferson's huge nuts drape down over her upturned face.
Hungrily, she started to sweep her hot pink tongue back and forth, lapping the slimy underside of his scrotum.
Wade's eyes rounded.
His lips twisted into a sloppy grin.
He gave a hoarse groan, shuddering and gasping as he jacked his big dick.
"Awwww, BABY, y-yeah! Lick my fuckin' BALLS, you fuckin' SLUT!"
The fires were enveloping Sabina's shapely body from within.
She slid her right hand between her hot, silky thighs, gurgling in delight as she started to fondle her puffy pussy.
She felt all itchy and hot inside.
And as she plucked and rubbed her labia and brushed the heel of her hand over her swollen little clit, flurries and stabs of exquisite pleasure tore through her.
Slowly, Sabina swiped her tongue from the underside of his balls up to Wade Jefferson's frizzy pubes.
She sluttishly lapped at his muscular, sweaty inner thighs.
Her tongue strummed back and forth against the wrist-thick, swollen root of the black man's king-sized dong.
"Yeah! Lick it!" Wade panted, lifting his arms and folding his hands over his woolly head, staring down at her with glittering brown eyes. "Lick my meat!"
Sabina stared up at him with whorish excitement as she slowly swept her hot pink tongue up and down his eleven inch whang.
She painted the black man's bull-meat with hot bitch spit.
She hungrily nibbled and sucked at the iron-hard shaft of his huge meat.
She whimpered in delight as she came up to the fat, juicy knob.
It was big and purplish, like a ripe plum, greasy with pre-spunk.
Eagerly, the little slut curled both hands around the spit-imbued shaft of Jefferson's blue black tube steak.
She pulled his dick-head against her fluttering pink lips.
Mewling in delight, Sabina kissed and licked at his big meat.
She savored the salt tang of pre-come.
Slowly, she wreathed her taster in wider and wider circles all over the pulpy knob of the black man's cock.
Shuddering in delight, feeling his huge meat pulsate masterfully against her soft, squeezing fingers, Sabina opened her mouth.
Her jaws strained apart till she was afraid they would snap.
With some difficulty, she circled her hot, soft lips around his huge dick, sucking Wade's pulpy cock-crown into her mouth.
It was a tight fit!
She started to suck.
Tears burned in her eyes as her hungry mouth swarmed slowly down on his dong.
She felt his heavy meat flatten her hot, curling tongue and scrape along the roof of her mouth towards her throat.
"AAAAAAAH!" Wade groaned, his eyes widened and a look of mingled delight and disbelief twisting his Nubian features. "Damn, girl! Suck on it! Yeah! Suck my MEAT!"
Wade Jefferson lowered his arms, curling his black fingers around the blonde girl's head, gripping her tightly.
Sabina's cheeks hollowed.
She was making choked whimpering and suckling sounds, and little bubbles of spit frothed at the corners of her pink lips.
Wade Jefferson's dick was so huge, so hard, so heavy, so hot....
It filled Sabina's mouth, and it just kept on going....
She gagged as the blunt, spongy knob jammed her tonsils.
Tears filled her baby blues.
She couldn't breathe....
But she wanted that big black cock.
God, she wanted it so badly!
She shuddered, pulling back a little and inhaling air through her nose.
Then, Sabina closed her eyes, and plunged her head down, gulping hard.
Slowly, Wade's beefy bull-cock wedged down the white girl's hot tight throat.
God, it was huge....
Her throat stretched unbearably, and burning heat sliced through her gullet.
But pleasure exploded through her trembling young body as she felt inch after inch of that pulsating black dick slowly slide down her gurgling throat.
Finally, after a small eternity, Sabina's little upturned nose mashed into Wade's crinkly pubes, and Wade's slimy black nuts slapped up against her chin.
Sabina felt all eleven inches of the Negro's pecker throbbing in her mouth and in her deep, humming throat!
"Awwwww, baby! Yeah! Suck my COCK, slut! DAMN! Swallow that mother-fucker, you little bitch! YEAH! AAAAWWWW!" Wade groaned happily, making his dong pulsate deep in her throat, raking his fingers through her platinum locks.
Slowly, Sabina munched her way back up his hefty fuck-pole.
She inhaled oxygen through her nose when his dick-knob popped out of her throat.
Then, shivering in delight, the little bitch gulped down his cock again, taking it deep in her hungry little throat.
God, she loved sucking that huge black cock! It tasted so good!
It felt so incredibly exciting as it pumped in and out of her tight, aching gullet!
Wade was grunting with bestial delight.
He was gripping her head tightly and hunching with his hips.
He was fucking her flushed face, his hairy balls slapping rhythmically against her chin.
Sabina's rosy, rounded lips made noisy suckling sounds as they swarmed up and down his iron-hard slab of man-meat.
"Oh, honey, you really suck good COCK!" Wade moaned hoarsely, grimacing in delight, guiding her head up and down on his enormous pecker. "Yeah! Slurp on it, slut!"
Sabina began playing with his heavy, spit-imbued balls while she deep-throated the black man's gigantic sex-meat.
She went into a cocksucking frenzy.
Her brain to film over.
Everything, every fiber of her being, was concentrated on the urgent' need to suck on that black, thick meat.
She gorged herself on it.
She made choked gurgling, whimpering sounds, spit dribbling down her chin. She sucked like a leech.
Her fingers massaged and tickled and stroked his huge nuts.
Wade gave choked gasps of shocked delight, shuddering and grabbing frantically at her dipping, bobbing head.
"Lord Almighty, girl! You'se gonna suck me DRY!" Jefferson panted hoarsely, grimacing and tossing his head. "Yeah, SUCK IT! AAWWWW SHIT! I'M GONNA FUCKIN' SHOOT!"
He gave a loud roar, his fingers twisting in her tousled blonde hair.
His muscles bulged.
A convulsion seemed to wrack his six foot three inch, brawny body.
He slam-dunked the blonde bitch's head between his legs and started to squirt hot, thick strands of sperm right down her throat.
Sabina choked and shuddered.
She dragged back her head, slurping greedily, till his pulpy cock-knob rested on her hot, squirming tongue.
She hummed in satisfaction as heavy gushes of salty sweet man-scum pumped from his dick-log, filling out her cheeks, rolling in steamy rivers down her gulping gullet, trickling from the corners of her lips.
She sucked the black man dry, his hot, heavy load burning in her tummy.
"Yeah, baby! You needed that big fuckin' load in your mouth, didn't ya?" Wade Jefferson grinned, panting hard as he pulled his dong out of the girl's gasping mouth.
He twisted back her head, his fingers tangling in her hair.
Gripping the saliva-soaked shaft of his black cock in his free hand, Wade swung it back and forth, slapping Sabina's rose-pink cheeks with it, smearing them with spit and semen.
"Like that black meat, girl?" Wade Jefferson demanded hoarsely. .
"Ooooh, G-God, yes ... " Sabina gasped brokenly, kissing and licking his dong as he rubbed and slapped it all over her face.
The hot taste of his spunk filled her mouth, and her throat ached from the deep-fucking the black man had given it.
Wade jerked on her hair.
"Stand up!" he muttered gruffly.
Trembling and mewling, the blonde girl staggered to her feet.
Her knees felt like jello.
She whimpered as his huge, strong hands roved restlessly over her tingling body, groping her big, aching jugs, crushing them till she winced in pain and pleasure.
"Yeah, baby! Gets me hot all over again touching your sexy body...."
He pinched her ripe nipples between his fingers and thumbs, twisting on them, making them ass and quiver with bitch delight.
He crushed his lips to hers, sucking greedily on her lower face as he swiped his hot, drooling tongue around in her mouth.
He bent down and licked and sucked each of her bouncy titties.
He sank to his knees in front of her.
"Hot little pussy ... " the black man muttered, licking his lips.
He bent forward, growling in excitement as he pressed his lips against the puffy pink triangle of the young blonde's cunny.
Sabina gave a broken cry, her blue eyes fluttering wide open as the Negro's hot tongue swiped over her pussy.
"Ooooooh Y-YEEEES!" she squealed, clutching his broad shoulders and nearly losing her balance as Wade Jefferson's hot tongue ferreted out the burning bud of her clitoris and started to strum at it expertly.
Jefferson grunted, sucking and licking her soft, juicy snatch all over.
The black man's long, greedy tongue stabbed up into the moist, clenching hole of her sex and wiggled around.
Sabina sobbed in joy, burning heat knotting deep in her loins as her hungry little pussy squeezed around his probing tongue.
Wade masturbated his huge, slimy meat as he lapped and sucked at the big-breasted blonde's hot, spread snatch, her honeyed love juices trickling down his cheeks.
He ran his hands up and down her luscious, shapely, stockinged legs.
He slid one hand around her body, and slapped and squeezed her high, pert ass cheeks as he licked her cunt.
He played with her butt with one hand, sucked her snatch, and jacked his huge, pulsing dick-log with his other hand.
Hell, the dude was in hog heaven....
And so was Sabina.
The little blonde bitch was gasping and squealing in delight, clutching frantically at the black man's woolly head.
She tottered unsteadily on her six inch heels, rolling her hips, frantically mashing her spread, steamy snatch against the black man's hungrily lapping face.
"Oooooh, y-yes, yes, Y-YEEEES!" Sabina sobbed breathlessly, arching her back and closing her eyes, her golden hair spilling over her alabaster shoulders.
Molten pleasure gushed through Sabina Truelove's loins.
Each wiggly movement of his tongue, each greedy suckle of his lips, sent jolts of sheer ecstasy ricocheting through her body.
"Oooooooh G-GOD!" Sabina Truelove sobbed suddenly. "I'M GOING TO ... I'M C-CUUUUUMMMMIIIIING! A A A A A A I I I I I EEEE!"
She nearly lost her balance.
Lights and rockets seemed to scorch and sizzle all through her, erupting behind Sabina's eyes in dazzling showers.
Pleasure exploded through the honeycomb of her senses, saturating her from head to toe, flashing again and again.
Her pussy quivered and pulsed, gushing with succulent slut honey around Wade Jefferson's long, licking tongue.
"Yeah!" mumbled the black man as he sucked her hot, gushing cunt, loving the sweet, heavy juices of her orgasm.
He slapped and squeezed her lily white buttocks as he slowly ran his tongue all over the buttery folds of her twat.
Then, Wade Jefferson shuffled back on his knees, panting hard, his horse-meat sticking straight up in the air.
"Get down on all fours, bitch!" Wade Jefferson snarled thickly.
Sabina could hardly see.
Her body was still trembling voluptuously from the orgasm which had wracked her.
She felt light-headed and strangely drunk.
With a low sob, she obeyed his command. The black man seemed to have total control over her now.
Sabina felt herself melting whenever Wade Jefferson spoke.
Sabina felt herself burning whenever Jefferson touched her.
She was losing her will....
She was becoming a slut slave....
And she needed to be a slut slave....
God, she needed it badly....
Gasping whorishly, she scrambled on the cold, dirty tiles, on her hands and knees, staring at him with pleading eyes.
Sabina's big, slick breasts swung down till the pointy nipples nearly touched the dirty bathroom floor.
Her face was a hot, red-cheeked mask of whorish enthusiasm.
Lust knifed through the black guy's crotch as he stared at her.
His dick was iron-hard and ready for action, slapping up against his belly.
He scrambled up behind her.
With a grunt, Wade slapped his black hands down hard across her upturned buns.
Sabina gave a little yelp, pain stinging through her derriere.
Wade aggressively squeezed her tender buns, his black ringers kneading into her lily white flesh like dough.
Wade Jefferson slapped her ass again, and Sabina moaned, tossing her mane of golden hair, rosy imprints of his fingers erupting on her tormented ass flesh.
"Yeah, bitch! You need this black stud to tell you what to do, don't ya."
"YYeeesss ... " she sobbed.
"You need Wade's big black cock shoved up your wet pussy, don't ya."
"YYEEEEEES."
"Beg for it, cunt!"
"P-Please," she gasped brokenly. "Please give it to me, sir!"
"You got it, doll face!"
Grinning toothily, Wade clamped one hand around her slender waist.
He fisted his spit-lubricated bull-dong in his right hand, close to the root.
Wade Jefferson leaned forward, slapping and rubbing his heavy cock all over her creamy upturned ass cheeks.
Sliding his knees farther apart and squatting low, the muscular buck steered his heavy sex-meat up between her legs.
Sabina gave a low sob of nervous anticipation as she felt the bulbous knob of Jefferson's meat punch her cunt.
God, it felt big ... She was trembling uncontrollably. Her fingers curled convulsively against the dusty tiles.
She arched her back. She closed her eyes. She bit her rosy lower lip. "Yeah, baby. Take it ... " Wade Jefferson muttered hoarsely.
His strong hands gripped Sabina's slender waist tightly.
Tensing his buttocks, the black brute grunted as he leaned into her.
The hot, buttery folds of the blonde girl's twat slowly sucked around the greasy knob of Jefferson's bull-meat.
Slowly, he wedged his dong up her hot, wet, suctioning pussy.
"Yeah!" Wade groaned as he felt the oven hot sleeve of bitch-flesh start to suck its way down his dick-log.
Sabina gave a strangled scream.
Sabina threw back her head, sobbing and gasping as she tossed her mane of platinum hair from side to side.
"OOOOOOOOH G-GOD!" Sabina screamed, her eyes widening and filling with tears.
She felt her tender little cunt stretch wider and wider.
Intense heat scorched through her pussy, so intense it was almost excruciating....
As his horse-cock stuffed its way deeper and deeper in her cunny, a fire-ball of blinding passion ripped through her, and Sabina nearly passed out.
So big....
So incredibly big....
She couldn't believe she was taking it ... Every thick, heavy inch of it ... But she did. Oh, yes.
She felt the blunt knob of Wade's cock slam up hard against her cervix.
She felt him punch even deeper, dragging her back against his loins with his strong hands, his big meat stretching her love pocket more than it had ever before been stretched.
"YEAH! Hot tight fuckin' PUSSY!" Wade panted huskily, rolling his hips and making his horse-cock throb masterfully in the hot sleeve of Sabina's sex.
Wade growled with bestial passion and started to hump back and forth.
His muscular ass rolled in a savage arc, hunching vigorously as he stroked his dick-log fast and hard, in and out of Sabina Truelove's wet, tight snatch.
Hot sucking sounds came from the point where Sabina's pussy gripped and squirmed around Jefferson's love-log.
Broken screams and sobs of whorish ecstasy flew from the white girl's ruby lips as Sabina Truelove got her cunt stuffed with nigger cock again and again.
"Awwwww, m-man, baby, you got a nice fuckin' PUSSY!" Wade groaned hoarsely.
His muscle-bound body glistened in the light, soaked in sweat as though well-oiled.
The hot sound of naked flesh clapping together echoed through the dirty public John as the naked Negro pounded the white girl's pussy with his eleven inch cock.
Sabina was screaming wildly, tossing her hair and clawing at the floor.
Her bent over body jerked forward violently each time he stroked his whang deep in her tight, sucking pussy.
Her big tits swayed back and forth, jiggling like water balloons.
His hairy balls whipped up and smacked her tummy each time Wade Jefferson sliced his dong to the thick root deep in her cunt.
"Yeah, bitch! Take it! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" the black man grunted through clenched teeth, riding her good and hard.
He lifted his big hands and brought them down hard across her upturned buns, slapping and squeezing them savagely.
He kept slapping her hot little butt as he hammered his thickening dick-meat in and out of her love-glove.
Sabina screamed with joy, her aching buns turning rosy red.
She felt the fires building with her.
Reaching an unbearable pitch....
Stars flashed behind her tear-dazzled eyes.
She heard bells go off, and everything seemed to swim in a sea of lava....
She was cumming!
God, was she ever cumming!
Her climax seemed to begin in every nerve ending, spreading and blossoming, bursting again and again through her cock-stuffed loins, driving her wild....
"A A A A A AI I I I IEEEEE!" Sabina sobbed, her hot, tight pussy gushing and squirming as it sucked around Wade's stiff, pumping tool. "FUCK MEEEE! Y-YEEEEES...."
"Yeah, bitch! Awwwww, yeah, FUCK!" Wade gasped hoarsely, feeling her greedy snatch cum around his stroking meat.
He leaned forward, sliding his burly arms around her waist.
His powerful hands crushed around Sabina's big, quivering knockers, squeezing them hard, catching her nipples between his fingers.
He mangled the white girl's tits as his sweaty ass hammered vigorously up and down.
His pecker sliced into her faster and faster, harder and harder.
And Sabina kept right on cumming....
One orgasm blended right into another, until Sabina Truelove didn't know if she were cumming or going....
"Awwwww, baby, I'm gonna fuckin' SHOOT!" Wade Jefferson roared.
He threw back his head, grimacing with bestial pleasure, hoarse grunts spraying between his clenched teeth as he rammed into from behind with pile-driver fury.
He shuddered and gasped, hunching forward hard, his fingers clutching convulsively around her big, bruised boobs.
He moaned hoarsely as he stuffed all eleven inches of whang up her wet, tight snatch and held himself there.
His bull-meat thickened inside of her and started to jerk like a repeating rifle.
Big hot jets of sperm blasted from his balls, erupting up his dick-shaft, pumping in steamy bullets deep in her cunt.
Sabina sobbed weakly, a fresh flood of ecstasy strobing through her as she felt the black man's dong spray her belly full with stud-seed....
3
When Sabina rejoined her girl friends on the fair grounds, it was getting late and people were starting to leave.
Sabina seemed subdued and strangely taciturn, avoiding her friends' questions with evasive, off-putting answers.
"I'm tired," she said irritably. "I'm going to go home now."
She left her friends abruptly.
She felt dirty and hot and tired.
Every inch of her body ached.
And yet, inside her, there was a dark, voluptuous glowing sensation.
A guilty heat which made her feel womanly and sexual and sluttish....
Her cunt burned, and she could feel the sticky sperm chafing her pussy inside of her tight, soaking panties.
The memory of the hot sexual encounter with big, black, bald Wade Jefferson was etched in fire in her brain.
She could still feel his hands on her.
She could hear his deep, mocking voice.
She could feel his huge cock, slicing her wide open, stuffing her full.
And these incessant, guilty memories made her shudder with burning need.
Need she couldn't control.
She was angry with herself.
How could she be so bestial?
How could she allow herself to grovel for a big, dumb Negro?
It was repulsive!
It was degrading!
But she couldn't help it....
That need was there....
There was no denying it....
In the past, she had concealed it from herself, avoiding the truth.
Hiding from the truth in a furtive, half-realized fantasy life which she tried not to think about too much....
Treating guys like dirt.
Being a cock-tease.
But Wade Jefferson knew what Sabina Truelove really needed.
He had sensed what she needed with a kind of animal instinct.
And he had given her what she needed, for the first time in her life.
Oh, Sabina had lost her virginity a long, long time ago....
Sabina Truelove was no chaste virgin, that was for sure.
But she wasn't the class whore, either.
She messed around, but usually, only with one steady boy-friend at a time.
But boy-friends didn't last long in Sabina Truelove's life.
She got bored with them quickly.
They irritated her.
She was so beautiful and sexy, that guys turned into puppy dogs around her.
They let her treat them like dirt, because they were blinded by her beauty.
But all those boys made a miscalculation.
They all worshipped Sabina and treated her like a goddess.
And this treatment bored Sabina to tears. She needed to find a real man. A man who could see through her bull-shit and give her the discipline she needed ... A man to tame her....
As Sabina drove home in her salmon pink Porsche, she wondered for one wild minute if she should go back to the carnival tomorrow and search for Wade Jefferson.
Was he the man she was looking for?
But she shook her head, grimacing angrily to herself.
"Don't be an utter fool! How could I possibly be seen around town with a black man? I'd be tarred and feathered!"
The full impact of what had happened to her at the carnival struck her. She flushed deeply. This was the South.
Here, things were cut and dry as far as race relations were concerned.
A white girl who got laid by a black man was the worst kind of harlot.
A Jezebel....
And somehow, knowing that she had just had hot, steamy sexual intercourse with a black buck made Sabina almost dizzy with shocked delight.
She nervously lit a cigarette.
She turned on the radio.
Ten minutes later, the beautiful blonde coed pulled up in the drive-way of her father's large, sumptuous home on Oleander Lane, in the hills to the west of Amber Springs, where all the wealthiest families dwelled.
It was spring break, and Sabina was home from Madagaskilla County College, where she was a sophomore, majoring in Health.
Her grades weren't too good.
But Sabina didn't care.
She only went to college in the first place because her friends were going.
She planned to move to California after graduation, and perhaps pursue a career in the motion picture industry.
That was her biggest fantasy....
She acted in the college drama society's plays and had done some modeling for a few local clothing outlets.
And she had been primly avoiding going steady with any of the guys at the college.
"I don't want to get tied down to some dumb country yokel!" she would sniff with a toss of her golden hair. "I'm saving myself for some rich Hollywood fellow! Someone cultured and powerful, with a lot to offer!"
Sabina was thinking about these half-baked ideas as she got out of her clothes and stepped into a warm shower.
She washed all traces of the raunchy encounter with Wade Jefferson off of her voluptuous, shapely body.
With a sigh, she sank back on her crisp bed sheets and turned off the lights.
Night sounds drifted in through the opened window, and she felt herself beginning to drift into a slumber.
It had been quite a day....
"This someone is a man. A strong man, older than you. Someone very powerful...."
The gypsy woman's deep, smoky voice suddenly seemed to creep through Sabina Truelove's mind, and Azubah's prophetic words gripped at the blonde girl's heart.
Dyson Tate....
And she thought of him, in spite of herself, as she drifted off to sleep ... Dyson Tate.
He had been a constant thorn in Sabina's side for the past six weeks.
The plot of land next to the one owned by Sabina's father, Tertius, had recently been sold to a wealthy banker.
For the past six weeks, construction had been underway on the banker's house, which was going to be almost as big and as lavish as the one next door owned by Tertius Truelove, wealthy mayor of
Amber Springs.
There was a big, heart-shaped swimming pool in the Truelove's back yard, near to the hedge fence separating the two properties.
Sabina liked to take a dip in the afternoons and then sun bathe on the deck by the pool.
She was peeved to find, however, that these days, her privacy was invaded by the construction crew next door.
These big, sweaty studs had a clear view of the Trueloves' back yard, and she had to deal with catcalls and whistles until she complained, and then with grins and stares.
And the most brazen of all the construction workers was Dyson Tate.
Sabina would never forget her first encounter with Dyson.
It was a sultry afternoon, six weeks before Sabina's sizzling sex tryst with big black Wade Jefferson.
Sabina wore a skimpy leopard patterned bikini which did little to cover her big, thrusting titties.
She knew she looked good in that outfit, and though she pretended to be indignant and disgusted by the looks and whistles of the construction workers next door, the little bitch was secretly delighted by the fact that she was such an enticing creature.
Now, with her long golden hair pulled back and a pair of blue sunglasses shading her eyes, Sabina
Truelove strolled along towards the pool, studiously ignoring the construction work next door.
A deep, bold voice arrested her movements unexpectedly.
"You certainly think a lot of yourself, don't ya, honey?"
Sabina slowly turned and stared in astonishment at the speaker.
She was already prepared with a caustic comment, but she froze for a moment, confused by the intensity of those hot gray eyes.
He stood on the other side of the hedge fence, staring at her boldly.
The sun's slanting rays beat down on his broad shoulders and sweat-polished chest.
He emanated a bold, arrogant machismo which was palpable.
He was a powerfully built man.
Six feet three inches tall.
Two hundred and fifty pounds of rock-hard, well-distributed muscle.
His skin was burned a deep copper tone by much exposure to the Tennessee sun.
His hair was black and silky, raked by carelessly on his head.
Thick brows met at the bridge of his nose, shading his deep-set, storm gray eyes.
He had insolent, ruggedly handsome features.
His strong jaw-line jutted forward belligerently, and his cheeks were lean and hungry.
His chin was cleft.
His lower face was dark with a five o'clock shadow.
He had thin, cruel lips which stretched back to reveal strong white teeth.
He had taken off his tee shirt and tucked it in the back pocket of his jeans.
What a chest he had!
His pecs were solid hills of bulging, beefy man-muscle, framed by flaring lats.
A thick mat of silky black hairs encrusted his muscle-bound man-tits and formed a beard down his rippling stomach.
His biceps were huge, like melons rippling beneath his sun-bronzed skin.
Purple tattoos danced on his arms as he laconically flexed his muscles.
His thumbs were hooked in the waist of his low-slung jeans.
His booted feet were planted wide apart and he was leaning his hips forward, pushing out his big basket arrogantly.
A yellow hard-hat was pushed back rakishly on his handsome head, shading those deep-set, stormy gray eyes.
A smoldering cigarette dangled from his grinning lips.
"What did you say?" Sabina demanded icily, frowning at him, more irritated by her confusion than by his comment.
"I said, you think you're awfully hot stuff prancing around in that itty bitty polka dot bikini, don't ya?" he drawled, blowing a cloud of bluish smoke over the hedge.
"You have a lot of nerve talking to me like that!" Sabina snapped. "I could have you fired! My Daddy's the mayor, you know!"
"No shit!" he grunted. "Well, ain't that grand? You sure think you're fine, don't you?"
"Well, you obviously think so!" Sabina exclaimed angrily.
"I like real women," he drawled. "Not spoiled little brats who think they own the world. What you need is a good paddling!"
"You are really the limit!" Sabina gasped in anger, swinging around and marching away from the bold construction worker.
His rich, mocking laugh rang in her ears, and Sabina nearly screamed in rage.
But she couldn't keep from looking over at him every few minutes or so.
He ignored her for the rest of the afternoon, and she realized that he was the foreman on the construction site.
The other men instantly obeyed his crisp, authoritative commands, and obviously viewed him with respect.
Over the next couple of weeks, Sabina found out more about him.
His name was Dyson Tate.
He was thirty-two years old, an ex-Marine, who lived in the heart of town.
She couldn't stop thinking about him.
But whenever he spoke to her, there was that amused, mocking gleam in his eyes, and he treated her like a naughty child.
This infuriated Sabina.
A couple of days before she went to the carnival with her girl friends, Dyson Tate spoke to Sabina again over the hedge.
"You need it bad, baby. Real bad."
"You seem to know everything about me, don't you?" Sabina said icily.
"I can read you like a book, doll," Dyson drawled. "And, believe me, what you need is a real man to teach you who's boss!"
"You must a throw back to caveman days!" Sabina cried, stamping her foot. "This is the eighties, you creep! Grow up!"
She stalked away, again hearing his mocking laughter in her burning ears....
*****
Sabina woke with a start. The sun was streaming in through the curtains, and Sabina heard birds cheeping merrily in the branches of the mimosa tree outside her bedroom window.
She was trembling.
Her heart was beating fast.
Her filmy negligee chafed against her erect, burning nipples.
Her pussy lips were puffy and hot. She had been dreaming about him ... About Dyson....
Angrily, Sabina sat up, throwing the covers off of her.
"I must stop this nonsense!" she muttered sullenly as she went into the bathroom and took a long, cool shower.
It was Saturday morning.
Tertius and Jacinta Truelove were away for the week-end, visiting relatives in near by Potter's Bluff, so Sabina had the house all to herself, which was nice.
She felt a twinge of malicious delight when she realized that, since it was Saturday, the construction next door would not be underway, and she was certain of privacy.
But perhaps, she also felt deep down a little flurry of regret....
Humming to herself, Sabina fixed breakfast and after eating it, climbed into her tiny polka dot bikini.
Sabina got a towel, some sun tan lotion, a portable radio and a dog-earred copy of Hollywood Husbands and trotted out the kitchen door into the back yard.
It was a fine, sunny day.
After putting her things down on the lounge chair and turning up the radio, Sabina plunged into the pool.
The water was cool and inviting and she splashed around in it gaily.
Inadvertently, when she dived in a second time, her bikini top popped right off.
Sabina giggled as her big, creamy tits bobbed on the surface of the pool.
She was about to wiggle back into the wet bikini top when Sabina realized that she was absolutely alone that morning.
Why not skinny dip?
She giggled again.
She reached underwater and wiggled impishly out of her bikini bottoms. '
She felt voluptuously naughty as she splashed around nakedly in the heart-shaped pool.
After a while, she climbed out.
The sun's warm rays caressed her hour glass figure, making her smooth, supple limbs and silky flesh glisten deliciously.
Stretching languidly, her wet golden hair clinging to her shoulders and back, the gorgeous coed walked over to the lawn chair and lay down on it luxuriantly.
She perched her sun glasses on her saucy little nose and began to flick through the pages of the steamy Jackie Collins novel.
Idly, flurries of erotic desire fanned through her naked body.
Absently, she ran the fingers of her free hand down her smooth tummy.
A thrill of pleasure rippled through her as she began to gently stroke and rub the puffy pink lips of her labia.
She moaned softly, chewing her lower lip as she strummed her aching clitoris with the ball of her thumb.
Pleasure scorched through her.
And aching need knifed through her loins, like a fistful of coals....
A husky laugh rang out behind her.
"What!? " Sabina gasped, springing bolt upright and whirling around.
She was aghast and flustered.
Standing on the other side of the hedge were two grinning guys.
One she recognized immediately.
Yes, it was none other than Dyson Tate, the foreman on the construction project.
As usual, the arrogant stud was bare-chested and wore a yellow hard hat, low-slung Levi's and an insolent grin.
The other guy was a young, boyishly handsome construction worker, only a couple of years older than Sabina.
He was a lean, rugged dude with a smooth, sun-bronzed body.
He was blonde and blue-eyed, and his tank top tee shirt clung to his copper-toned torso like a second skin.
"Don't mind us, honey!" the younger guy grinned. "We're just admiring the scenery!"
"How DARE you?" Sabina cried indignantly, springing to her feet.
Angrily, she grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her body.
"You dirty perverts!" she snapped, her eyes flashing as she stared at them.
Dyson grinned and lit a cigarette.
"Baby," he drawled. "In my experience, a dame who trots around butt naked in her back yard is looking for action!"
"Well, I wasn't expecting any of you uncouth creatures to be around today!" Sabina Truelove exclaimed angrily. "Can't a girl have any privacy around here?"
"Seems to me you're all hot and bothered, doll," Dyson said.
"So, what's it to you?" Sabina demanded.
Dyson grinned and slid a sly glance at his youthful companion.
"Come on, baby, let's stop playing around. You know you've had the hots for me for six weeks now," he drawled.
"Oh, I dunno," he said. "I just know a bitch in heat when I see one."
Sabina let out a harsh, rather shrill and mirthless laugh.
"You know, Mr. Tate, I think you're one of those fellows who-likes to talk big, but sure as hell doesn't deliver!" she cried heatedly.
"So you know my name, huh?"
Those gray eyes blazed with mockery and lazy triumph, infuriating her even more.
"How could I help but know your name? I hear all you guys yelling at one another from morning to night all week long!"
"I'm glad I've made an impression!"
"Not much of one!"
"Oh, so that we all know each other, my friend here's named Parker Emerson. I'm afraid I don't know your name, ma'am!"
"My name is Sabina Truelove," she snapped. "As you well know!"
Dyson chuckled and flicked his cigarette butt onto the pavement behind him.
"What about inviting us over for a dip in that pool, Sabina, honey?" Dyson drawled. "Parker and me just dropped by to check on the cement, and we got all day to kill."
Sabina's eyes narrowed into slits.
A malicious smile creased the buxom beauty's full red lips.
She turned her smoldering turquoise gaze on handsome young Emerson.
The blonde guy was a little startled by Sabina's bold stare.
"You know, Parker, I think you're a very attractive fellow," Sabina smiled angelically. "You look a little more cultivated than your ... associate."
Dyson chuckled again.
"Looks like you've made a conquest, Emerson, buddy!" Dyson drawled.
"Why don't you come over and take a dip, Parker?" Sabina continued, ignoring Dyson. "Just you and me?"
"Go for it, buddy!" Dyson grinned, giving his stunned friend a shove.
"Uh, O.K., s-sure!" Parker gasped, unable to believe his ears.
He swung his strong legs over the low hedge fence and stood awkwardly in the Trueloves' back yard, facing Sabina.
Sabina smiled at him and strode over to her lounge chair.
She sat on it and crossed her legs, looking at him over her sunglasses.
"Come on, Parker!" she cooed. "Strip off those sweaty clothes and take a dip! Now it's my turn to watch!"
Parker hesitated and said hoarsely, "Uh, I don't have no underpants on."
Sabina gave a silvery laugh.
"Neither do I!" she chirped. "Come on, handsome! I've seen guys naked before! Don't worry, I'm all alone today!"
"O.K.! " Parker grinned.
He peeled off his tank top and struggled with his fly.
He kicked off his work boots and tore his Levi's down and off.
He was a hot-looking youth with a lean, smooth, copper-toned body.
A creamy triangle of white flesh traced Parker's tan line.
From a soft tangle of honey blonde pubes, his heavy sex dangled low between his legs.
Blushing as he felt the girl's scrutiny on his privates, the young man darted forward and plunged into the pool.
He came up with a whoop and swam back and forth across the pool a couple of times before hauling his upper body out of the water and grinning at Sabina.
"Why don't you come in and join me?" Parker gasped eagerly.
Sabina shot a sly glance at Dyson.
The burly dude was leaning against the trunk of a tree, smoking a cigarette and grinning at her over the hedge fence.
"No thanks," she purred. "I've already taken my dip for the day. Why don't you get out and come over here? I need someone to put suntan lotion on my body, before I ass!"
Parker clambered out of the pool and strode towards her.
His boyish face was flushed.
He was panting.
Pool water dripped and glistened all over his tall, strong body.
His cock was rapidly getting hard....
Sabina stood up, facing him.
With a bold flourish, she tugged on her towel and it tumbled around her ankles.
Parker gasped, coming to a stop in front of her, staring down at Sabina, his green eyes wide with wonder and nervous excitement.
Sabina's lips curled in mingled contempt and triumph.
Highly aware that on the other side of the fence, Dyson was watching her every movement with smoldering gray eyes, Sabina Truelove reached out and ran her fingers slowly over Parker Emerson's strong shoulders.
"On the other hand," she we forget the suntan lotion?"
4
"Awwww, m-man, Y-YEEEAH...."
Parker Emerson gasped hoarsely.
The handsome young construction worker stood naked on the lawn, staring down at pretty Sabina Truelove with helpless delight.
The beautiful blonde slut was on her knees on the grass.
Her fingers fluttered up the young man's strong, blonde-tufted legs.
He felt her warm breath on his belly.
His throbbing dick stood straight up in the air, stiff" as a poker.
Sabina bent forward, puckering her lips and brushing them along the inside of Parker Emerson's thigh.
Parker's crinkly blonde pubes tickled the slut's nose.
Parker moaned as Sabina closed the fingers of her right hand around his throbbing ten inch dick shaft.
Sabina's cheeks hollowed as she created a wet, greedy vacuum in her mouth.
Her tongue curled in a vibrating trench under his heavy meat.
She slowly, luxuriantly, moved her pretty head up and down, suckling hungrily, gulping more and more of his pecker into her mouth.
She ran her hands up the backs of Parker's strong legs.
She cupped his compact butt cheeks, squeezing and stroking them.
She tilted back her head. She gulped hard.
Gagging only slightly, the big-breasted blonde took the young construction worker's throbbing whang deep in her hot throat.
Her lips and nose mashed into Parker Emerson's blonde pubes.
The young man gave a strangled yelp of astonished delight.
He nearly lost his balance, and clutched frantically at her long, damp hair, his big dick throbbing in her hot, humming throat.
"S-Suck it, doll! Awwwww, f-fuck, you do that GOOD!" Emerson gasped.
Slowly, expertly, Sabina munched her way back up to the rosy head of his dick.
Then, she stroked right down to the root on his whang once more.
Sabina knew her way around a big juicy dick, and she was proud of her cocksucking ability.
Young Parker Emerson wasn't all that sexually experienced, and he was like putty in Sabina's hands (or rather, mouth!)
The girl played him like a violin, and he moaned and gasped in helpless delight, mounting pleasure searing through his balls and dick.
"Awwwww, J-Jesus! You're gonna make me fuckin' SQUIRT!" the handsome construction worker gasped hoarsely.
Sabina redoubled her efforts, sucking like a leech, bobbing her pretty head vigorously up and down, taking his thickening, throbbing dick deep in her hot wet throat.
She cupped and tickled Emerson's big, swollen nuts, brushing her fingers back and forth under his ball sac.
Parker gave a strangled groan.
He threw back his head, grimacing in helpless pleasure.
He rose up on his tip toes.
His fingers curled convulsively around the back of Sabina's head.
"NNNNNNNNGGGGH!" he screamed hoarsely through clenched teeth.
Sabina jerked back her head till his rosy dick-knob rested on her squirming tongue.
She hummed in satisfaction as hot, salty squirts of sperm blasted lustily from Emerson's dick-hole, filling up her mouth.
Her cheeks expanded as her mouth filled with spunk, and Sabina swallowed hungrily, savoring the healthy flood of stud-jizz which kept shooting from Emerson's balls.
She hummed in satisfaction as she swallowed his heavy load, dribbles of semen running down her cheeks as it overflowed from her greedily suckling mouth.
"H-Holy shit!" Parker Emerson gasped brokenly, staggering back as Sabina let his heavy dong flop out of her warm mouth.
Sabina rose to her feet, smiling at him voluptuously, wiping the sperm off her mouth with the back of her hand.
"MMMMM, that was lovely, Parker," Sabina said silkily. "Thanks for the snack!"
She turned and strolled over to the lounge chair, picking up her towel and draping it languidly around her middle.
"Hey, Sabina," Dyson Tate's deep, drawling voice called out.
Sabina turned and stared at him coolly over the hedge fence.
Dyson was grinning at her insolently.
The bulge in the crotch of his Levi's was getting huge....
"Yes?" she asked coolly.
"Ain't you gonna invite me over, too?" Dyson asked her innocently.
"I don't think so!" she said primly. "I don't find you at all attractive!"
"Who are you trying to kid?" Dyson laughed. "Damn, baby, you're a riot!"
He swung his long legs over the hedge and towered above her.
"I told you, I don't want you over here!" Sabina snapped angrily.
Dyson reached out and grabbed her towel, yanking it off of her.
"You bastard!" she shrieked, drawing back her arm and striking at him.
Dyson's brawny arm shot out and his fingers snapped around her wrist in a grip which was strong as steel.
Sabina gasped, feeling his strength. She stared up at him, momentarily shocked. Dyson bent down and heaved her up in his brawny arms.
Sabina lay limply across his arms, staring into his ruggedly handsome face. Slowly, Dyson bent down. Sabina did not turn her face away. She gave a low moan as he kissed her, and sparks seemed to fly as their mouths worked together hungrily, passionately.
He seemed to be intent on sucking the very soul out of her.
His mouth was hard, brutal.
Sabina felt passion and desire sear through her body, and she whimpered, sucking on his long, searching tongue.
Dyson broke the kiss abruptly.
He stared down at her for a long, bold moment, his gray eyes blazing with heat.
Then, grinning laconically, he strode forward, carrying Sabina to the edge of the heart shaped swimming pool.
With a grunt, the brawny construction worker heaved Sabina in the air.
Sabina shrieked as he tossed her right into the swimming pool.
She came up gasping and sputtering, staring up indignantly at the construction worker who stood laughing at the edge of the pool.
"You brute!" she cried.
"You loved it, doll!" Dyson grinned. "But I gotta split now. I've got a hot date this afternoon. With a real woman!"
He turned and strode to the fence, jumping easily over it.
Sabina gave a choked cry of shock, anger and humiliation.
"You're GOING!? " she screamed. "See ya later, hon!" Dyson called lazily over his shoulder. "Oh, and Parker! Check the patio area for cracks before you leave."
"Yes, Mr. Tate!" Emerson cried. The younger guy had put on his pants again and had been watching the fireworks between Dyson and Sabina with much interest.
Now, as Sabina climbed out of the pool and angrily toweled off, Parker lingered hopefully near by-
"Uh, I can stick around if you want, ma'am!" he said uncertainly.
Sabina threw him an angry look.
He had that puppy dog expression on his face which so irritated her.
She was tired of these eager beaver boys who were such easy conquests.
"No, thanks," she said quickly. "I've really got to go inside. Oh, wait!"
She stopped Parker as he turned towards the hedge fence.
"Yeah?" Parker asked.
Trying to act nonchalant, Sabina asked him, "Do you know Dyson Tate very well, Parker."
"Dyson? Yeah, sure! We're buddies."
"Is he married?"
"Naw. I mean, he was hitched once, but his old lady split years ago."
"So he lives alone."
"Yeah."
"And do you know his address?
"His address? Uh, yeah, I think so. Well, I'm not sure of the street number, but he lives in this little red-roofed house at the corner of Dalmatian and Cornfax."
"Thank you, Parker. I'll see you later! Bye, now!" Sabina smiled.
Parker sighed and shook his head as he watched her go inside.
Dyson had all the luck!
But Parker was the one who got the blow job that morning!
And it was the best damn blow job Parker Emerson had ever received!
*****
Dyson Tate was just teasing Sabina Truelove when he told her he had a hot date.
Actually, Dyson had no plans for the afternoon, and watching Sabina sunbathe nude and then suck off his body had left Tate with a raging hard-on which just wouldn't quick.
It had taken every ounce of will power he could muster to resist getting it on with the blonde slut that afternoon.
But Dyson had known girls like Sabina Truelove before.
Hell, he'd married one.
And Gwynneth, his ex-wife, had proved too much for him.
He was young and inexperienced back then.
Now he knew how to treat these dames.
Yeah, they needed discipline.
They needed to be taught respect.
They needed to be tamed.
There was nothing that bored these gals more than having guys eat out of their hands like domestic animals.
They wanted to be treated like dirt ... The minute Dyson first laid eyes on Sabina, he wanted her.
She was a saucy, spoiled little bitch, used to having her own way. And she was restless ... Bored....
He knew he could give her what she wanted. But he had to play cool ... He had to test the waters, and get her all hot and bothered.
Perk up her interest....
Girls like that were used to having guys spring to attention when they snapped their fingers.
Girls like that were secretly attracted to guys who weren't so easy to get.
When he kissed her that afternoon, Dyson knew he had won.
But he also knew that if he gave her what she wanted too soon, she might get bored with him before he could tame her....
So he decided to string her along.
Let her smolder for a few days....
Let her come and beg for it....
But his strategy didn't help soothe the lump in the crotch of his Levi's.
Dyson shifted uncomfortably on the seat of his pick-up as he sped along Route 7 towards downtown Amber Springs.
Suddenly, up ahead of him where the road curved around a hill, he saw a figure.
Someone standing by the curb.
A hitchhiker.
And as the pick-up drew nearer, he saw that it was a young girl.
A pretty young girl....
A cute little think wearing a tube top and skintight hot pants.
His big meat twitched in his trousers, lust quivering through his scum-bloated balls as he slammed on the brakes.
The pick-up screeched to a stop by the side of the road, and Dyson Tate leaned over and pushed open the passenger door.
The girl came scrambling up into the seat alongside of him.
"Thanks a lot, mister!" she exclaimed brightly, pulling the door shut. "My car broke down a little ways down the road. You can just let off on Elm Street, if you're driving through town."
She had the cultured, slightly twangy voice of the upper class citizens of Amber Springs.
At a glance, Dyson recognized her for what she was.
Rich and spoiled....
Amber Springs was a strange community.
The land was rich in oil and coal, and the dozen or so major landowners had become extremely rich in the last two decades.
But most of the other people were very poor, working in the mines and factories owned by a ten percent minority.
The rich people were very snobbish, keeping to themselves, dwelling in lavish houses in the hills to the west of town.
Everyone else lived in town.
Dyson had been born and raised there, and had learned to despise the snobbish Hill Dwellers, as they were called.
But the pretty, healthy, snooty daughters of the men he worked for turned him on.
They were a challenge.
And Dyson Tate liked a challenge....
He shot a glance at the hitchhiker.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Rachel Wilkerson," she responded absently, taking out a compact and squinting at the mirror as she applied lipstick.
"I'm Dyson Tate, Rachel."
"Hmm? Oh, hi."
"You sure are pretty."
She was, too....
Rachel was a sexy young thing, ripe and full in all the right places.
In her skimpy Spandex halter top and tight pink hot pants, she was pretty enticing.
Rachel's honey brown hair was pulled back in a pert ponytail.
She had a pretty oval face with big, long-lashed hazel eyes.
She was petite, but her breasts sprouted forward deliciously, threatening to pop right out of her halter top.
"You know, Rachel," Dyson drawled huskily, spreading his legs till his jeaned knee rubbed against her bare leg. "I'm mighty horny this afternoon, babe."
"What?" Rachel gasped, nearly dropping her compact and turning her wide hazel eyes to stare at him for the first time.
Dyson's hot gray gaze met Rachel's eyes boldly for an instant.
Then, holding the steering wheel with one hand, he reached out and gripped Rachel's slender wrist with his iron fingers.
Silently, he pulled her little hand into his lap and pushed it against the huge bulge which tented his jeans.
"I said, I'm real fuckin' horny, doll. Think you can take care of this?"
Rachel gasped in shock, feebly trying to pull her hand away.
But she was staring down at his crotch, unable to conceal the expression of awed excitement in her eyes.
"L-Let go!" she gasped.
Dyson let go, and she slowly took her hand away, staring at him fearfully.
"I think you'd better drop me off at the next exit!" she said in that familiar, snooty upper class voice which so rankled Dyson.
The shirtless stud reached down and unzipped his pants.
Lifting his butt off the truck seat, he jerked his pants down around his knees.
like Parker, Dyson wasn't wearing any BVDs under his Levi's.
And Dyson Tate was hung.
Yeah, that dude had a legendary slab of meat between his muscular thighs....
His bull-cock was stiff as a poker now, and it came slapping up against his furry washboard stomach, throbbing with lust.
Dyson's cock was a full twelve inches long, and as thick around as one of Rachel Wilkerson's slender wrists.
A thick forest of black hairs foamed around the heavy root of his manhood.
His vein-etched horse-meat lurched massively in the air, a gooey drop of pre-come dancing on his half inch piss slit.
His huge balls draped down over the seat, the size of tennis balls, encased in a sweaty, hairy scumbag.
"W-What are you DOING?" Rachel Wilkerson faltered breathily, her hazel eyes widening as she stared at his big dick.
"I'm releasing the tension, babe," Dyson growled. "I'm fuckin' horny! Damn! That feels much better!"
He reached down and stroked his fingers up and down the huge stalk of his manhood a few times, flapping it against the steering wheel.
Then, he reached out and again gripped Rachel by the wrist.
"Come on, sugar," he growled. "Pump on my big dick a little! Gimme some satisfaction!"
Rachel gasped and feebly tried to pull her arm out of his steel grip.
But she didn't try too hard....
She shuddered as Dyson wrapped her little fingers around his big meat and guided them up and down.
"Yeah! Pump it some, baby! Squeeze on that big ole meat of mine!"
He let go of her hand, and Rachel tentatively began to masturbate his cock.
Her wide hazel eyes were fixed on the construction worker's crotch and she was breathing quickly as she slowly started to stroke her hand up and down.
Dyson slung his burly arm across the seat back behind her.
He draped his fingers onto her shoulder and fondled her pony tail.
"You like my big cock, don't you, Rachel honey?" he growled.
"I ... I don't know ... " the little brunette gasped weakly.
"Yeah, don't fight it, doll! You ever suck a guy's cock before."
"N-No!"
"Why don't you try."
"NO!"
"C'mon, baby! You know you want to! I sure would appreciate a nice, sweet suck job while I drive you home!"
His fingers closed around the nape of her neck, and firmly, he began to push Rachel Wilkerson's head into his lap.
Rachel whimpered but didn't resist.
She was gasping and trembling as she bent down over his lap.
"Suck it!" he muttered.
Rachel choked back a sob. Her head was reeling.
She gasped as his pulpy dick-head pushed against her lips.
She couldn't believe how big his cock was.
So much bigger than Wharton's....
Wharton was Rachel's boy friend.
He was a slick young rich guy who had a Corvette and a fat allowance from his Dad.
She liked to be seen tooling around next to him in that Corvette.
But in the sack, he was pretty boring....
His dick was so small, and he just put it in her and pushed it around a few times, and then it was all over....
Rachel never really liked it.
She never felt anything like she was feeling now, with that brawny construction worker's huge cock pressing against her lips.
"Suck it!" Dyson repeated, his fingers pushing down on the back of her head.
With a choked sob, Rachel opened her mouth, spreading her hot red lips into a silky "O" around his dick-head.
Her jaws ached as they yawned apart in order to accommodate his monster whang.
She gagged as it popped into her mouth.
It tasted sweaty and meaty....
The hot smell of his raunchy crotch pierced her senses, making her eyes water, making her pussy burn in her hot pants.
She gurgled and slurped, her flattened tongue squirming under his cock-log.
"Yeah! Suck on it, baby! That feels GOOD!" Dyson groaned, rocking his butt and twisting his big meat around in her sweet little mouth. "Use your fingers, too, babe!"
Gurgling and choking on his big meat, Rachel curled her hand around the lower half of his huge dick shaft.
Her head was pinned between his belly and the steering wheel.
His huge cock throbbed in her fingers and in her gaping mouth.
She sucked wildly, making choked little whimpering sounds as she bobbed her head rapidly up and down, letting more and more of his pecker slide over her wet tongue.
She gagged and tears flooded her eyes as his dick-knob kept punching up against her the entryway to her throat.
"Suck it! Yeah! Milk that big dick, bitch!" Dyson growled huskily, twisting his fingers in her pony tail and roughly guiding her face up and down on his whang.
Dyson saw an exit sign up ahead. Letting go of her pony tail, he gripped the wheel in both hands and turned the pick up off onto a bumpy dirt road which led away from Amber Springs.
The road wound through waving fields of wheat and alfalfa.
A deserted old farm stood to the left, with a battered barn and a crumbling silo.
A rusty old tractor stood next to the barn.
Dyson pulled the pick up truck in front of the old barn and parked.
Rachel sat up gasping, her mouth hot with the taste of stud-meat.
She gazed at him fearfully.
"W-Where are we?" Rachel whispered.
Dyson grinned at her toothily.
"Thought we might take a little rest stop, sugar. Come on! Let's explore this old barn! I'm sure we'll find some interesting things."
He pushed open the door to the truck and sprang down to the ground.
5
"Spread your legs!"
Dyson Tate's deep, commanding voice echoed through the empty barn.
Rachel Wilkerson trembled as she lay in a pile of hay at his feet.
She was naked.
Dusty bars and streaks of sunlight trickled in through the myriad of cracks and chinks in the barn's walls and roof.
They were in a stall in the back of the barn, and the little brunette was lying on her back in the hay.
She looked incredibly sexy as she stared up at the muscular construction worker.
His gray eyes smoldered with lust as he raked them up and down her body.
She was small and shapely.
Her pert white boobies poked upward, swaying slightly.
Her cherry red nipples were the size of silver dollars, urgently erect.
Her hot little cunny was puffy and pink, with a soft fringe of honey brown.
Her pussy juices glistened in the bars of sunlight which dappled her body.
Dyson Tate watched as the little slut obediently spread her legs.
Her succulent cunny lips parted to reveal the pink jewels of her inner snatch.
Raw lust knifed through the stud's huge, hairy testicles.
His pants were bunched around his knees, his twelve inch dong stood straight in the air, wet and glistening with spit.
He kicked off his work boots.
He pushed down his brown Levi's and stepped out of them.
Now he was naked, except for his socks, which Dyson kept on.
Rachel whimpered nervously as she ran her big hazel eyes over Dyson Tate's hulking, hairy physique.
He was so big and strong!
He put her boy friend to shame....
"Yeah, baby! You need a man to show you a good time, don't you?" Dyson growled, slowly pumping his fingers up and down his horse-cock as he stared down at her.
He fell to his knees on the hay.
Reaching down with his free hand, he grabbed Rachel's pony tail.
"Suck my balls, bitch!" he growled, jerking her head roughly off the hay.
Rachel whimpered, lifting herself up on her elbow, gasping as she tilted her head and pushed her face up under his nuts.
Dyson's huge, slimy testicles draped heavily over her flushed face.
She gave a muffled moan, opening her mouth and slurping on them greedily.
"Yeah! Lick my nuts!" he panted, shuddering as her hot tongue glided playfully along the underside of his scrotum.
He jerked back her head by the hair and pushed his big dick down, rubbing the knob over her gasping lips.
"Yeah, slut! You like suckin' my dick and balls, don't ya?"
"Y-Yes!" Rachel whimpered, flushing with humiliated ecstasy as she stared up at him with limpid hazel eyes.
"Get up on your knees!"
Dyson got to his feet as his barked this imperious command.
Rachel moaned, scrambling up on her knees, trembling with subservient excitement as she stared up at him.
Dyson looked down at her, his eyes smoldering like chinks of stormy sky.
He slapped her pretty face a few times with his stiff meat.
Then, Dyson swung around, facing away from Rachel, and bent over.
Reaching behind him, he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her forward.
"Lick my hairy ass, bitch!" the brutal construction worker snarled.
Rachel Wilkerson gave a broken sob as she pressed her gasping lips against Dyson Tate's beefy, furry butt.
She couldn't believe what she was doing. No man had ever treated her like this! And she loved it!
Slavishly, the little slut started kissing and sucking his beefy buns.
She shuddered as she ran her pink tongue up and down his hairy vertical smile.
"Suck it!" Dyson barked. "Come on! I wanna feel that tongue on my ass-hole!"
He jammed his butt against her face.
Rachel shuddered as his greasy ass cheeks clenched aggressively around her face.
The blasting heat and pungent aroma of stud butt seared her senses, making her eyes and mouth water with sluttish excitement.
Blindly, she stuck out her sweet pink tongue and washed it up and down his slimy ass crack.
"Awwwww, yeah!" Dyson grunted, jacking his pecker as he felt her silky taster flutter over his greasy butt-hole. "Come on! Get that tongue right up that hole, bitch!"
Rachel pushed forward, feeling his oven hot butt-hole suck tightly around her taster, sucking it inside.
His ass-hole squeezed athletically at her long pink tongue, and Rachel began to wiggle and poke her taster in and out.
"Aaaaaah! Yeah, baby! Do it!" Dyson groaned, grinding his rump against the teenager's face, feeling her little pink tongue dart and wiggle around in his ass-hole.
Abruptly, he' straightened up, swinging around to face her once more.
"Yeah, you learn quick, don't ya, girlie?" the brawny stud growled.
He reached down, fondling her high, quivering titties, catching her ripe nipples between his fingers and thumbs, plucking and twisting on them lewdly.
"Suck it!" he growled, leaning forward till his big dick pressed against Rachel's warm, panting lips.
Rachel moaned, her nipples throbbing and bloating as he pulled on them.
She took his dick in her mouth and started to suck on it.
He fed her cock-meat, slowly hunching his hips, stuffing more and more of it into her hot, slurping mouth while he played with the brunette's big tits.
Then, he stepped back, his dick popping out of Rachel's mouth and snapping up hard against his hairy belly.
"Lie down, girl, and spread 'em wide!" Dyson growled harshly.
Rachel whimpered, flipping on her back on the bed of hay.
She was trembling and moaning as she spread her legs wide apart.
She was burning up with slavish desire.
He was treating her like dirt.
Yes, he was treating Rachel the way she needed to be treated, like no man had ever treated her before....
Dyson fell to his knees between the teen slut's spread legs.
He slid his hands under her knees and pushed her legs in the air.
He propped Rachel's slender ankles on his broad shoulders.
Scooting forward, Dyson gripped Rachel's waist in one hand.
With his other hand, the big stud fisted his horse-cock.
He leaned forward and slapped his heavy cock-meat against the puffy, sticky petals of her moist mons.
Rachel whimpered squirmed, her heart beating wildly as she felt tingly heat quiver through her hot little snatch.
He leaned forward, her ankles on his shoulders, nearly doubling her in two.
Propping one hand on the hay next to Rachel, Dyson pushed the blunt, fist-like knob of his cock against the slick pucker of her sex.
When he felt her sticky labia start to suck around his dick-head, Dyson let go of his hard-on and planted both hands on the ground on either side of her.
He heaved himself up into a push-ups position, bending her over till her knees pressed against her titties.
Staring down into her pretty, flushed face, Dyson gave a husky grunt and hunched forward hard with his pelvis.
Rachel's eyes widened.
Her jaw dropped.
Her lips rounded into a rosy circle. A broken cry choked in her throat. Slowly, Dyson's stiff, slippery tube steak stretched the wet lips of Rachel's cunt into a gaping "O" shape. Damn, she was tight....
Dyson groaned as the first three inches of his huge cock pumped up into the hot, clenching sleeve of her cunny.
"A A A A A I I I I I EEEEEEE!! " Rachel screamed, arching her back and tossing her head from side to side as mingled pain and pleasure exploded through her wide-stretched cunt.
It felt like someone was shoving his fist and forearm up her twat!
Rachel couldn't believe how huge the man's pecker was.
The whimpering brunette felt herself spreading wider and wider.
She felt his heavy meat slowly punch deeper and deeper inside.
"Take it, baby! Take this big fuckin' dick up your little hole!" Dyson Tate snarled through clenched teeth.
His hairy ass humped up and down in short, strong thrusts.
Slowly, he worked inch after inch of his horse-whang up her tight cunt.
Her pussy was wet and hot and juicy, and it squeezed and squirmed around his iron-hard dong like a greedy toothless mouth.
He felt the far wall of her vagina jam up against his dick-head.
He humped forward, and her pussy slowly stretched around his meat.
He growled in bestial satisfaction as her hot pussy lips slurped around the rigid root of his bull-cock.
His hairy thighs mashed up aggressively against Rachel's silky loins.
Rachel sobbed and groaned, her eyes rolling in their sockets as she slowly adjusted to having twelve huge, iron-hard inches of man-cock shoved up her tight snatch....
Unbelievably intense sensations raged between her legs.
Sensations that were half-way between ecstasy and agony....
It was like losing her virginity all over again, she thought fleetingly.
Her body seemed to be engulfed with flames.
Every nerve ending pulsed with hypersensitivity as she moaned on the hay beneath the brawny stud who was fucking her.
Dyson rose up on his knees, his legs sliding wide apart.
He gripped her ankles and pushed Rachel's legs wide apart.
He stared down at her hot, puffy pussy mouth, watching as it sucked greedily around his vein-etched horse-cock.
He slowly pumped his cock in and out of her, making her sob and cry out.
Her creamy boobies jiggled and bounced, and Rachel arched her back and gasped each time he shoved it deep inside her.
"Yeah, you like this big dick up your pussy, don't ya, doll?" he panted.
"Y-Yes!" Rachel sobbed weakly. "Oh, GOD! It's so B-BIG! AAAAAAH!"
"Awww, baby, you're gettin' me HOT!" Dyson Tate growled.
He pulled her legs on either side of his lean waist.
He dropped his big, beefy body on top of hers, his hairy chest crushing her boobs.
He slid his hands under her rounded, cream-white ass cheeks.
He squeezed her buns hard and began to fuck her good and hard.
His hairy belly slapped and rubbed against her smooth tummy as he churned his huge cock in and out of her hot cunt.
Wet suctioning sounds came from the juncture where Rachel's pussy lips squeezed around his wrist-thick prick.
"Yeah! I'm fuckin' you good, aren't I, doll?" Dyson snarled.
He pushed his upper body off of hers, his hands planted in the hay, and watched her face as he pounded his hairy ass up and down between Rachel's spread legs.
Her body jerked and writhed under him, her titties jiggling like overturned bowls of vanilla pudding.
Each time Dyson punched his foot long meat up the girl's wet pussy, he nearly knocked the breath out of Rachel's lungs.
Each time he socked it to her, Rachel uttered a choked scream of helpless ecstasy, arching her back and raking up handfuls of hay.
Her pussy was on fire.
The athletic friction of Dyson Tate's huge, heavy whang sliding in and out of Rachel's tight box scorched the walls of her slippery cunny and sent fire-balls of sheer ecstasy bursting through her loins.
"Oooooh G-God, y-yeeees! Fuck me! F-FUCK ME! AAA AH! AAAAH! AAAAH!" the little brunette sobbed brokenly.
She rolled her hips from side to side, her outrageously stretched vagina sucking convulsively around his huge, pumping dick.
Dyson was slamming into her with pile-driver force now.
Rachel had never been fucked so hard or so deep before in her life!
She felt something explode inside her.
Before she knew it was happening, her climax seared every fiber of her body.
She started to scream soundlessly, her eyes rolling in their sockets.
Her body writhed and bucked helplessly as her cunt gushed with love juices.
She sobbed and heaved underneath him, wrapping her legs around Dyson's waist as her streaming snatch sucked around all twelve inches of his pounding prick.
"Yeah, baby, you're cumming, aren't ya?" Dyson panted, sliding his dong all the way up inside her and holding it there, his hairy belly mashing down on her stomach.
Dyson growled, rocking his butt back and forth, making his horse-cock pulsate masterfully in the hot, gushing sleeve of her sex.
Rachel sobbed and shuddered, exquisite jolts of orgasmic ecstasy rustling through her again and again, stars flashing behind her tear-dazzled hazel eyes.
Abruptly, Dyson rose up on his knees.
His foot long cock squelched out of her pussy with a wet popping sound and snapped up against his washboard belly.
"Roll over, doll!" Dyson growled.
He gripped her side and helped the dazed, whimpering bitch flip over on her tummy on the fragrant hay.
"Get up on your hands and knees!" the hairy construction worker ordered.
Obediently, Rachel pulled up her knees beneath her body, pushing the cheeks of her lily white ass into the air.
Her arms were folded, and her flushed cheek rested on her arms.
The hay tickled and scraped against her aching nipples.
She felt her golden love nectar trickling down the insides of her thighs.
Dyson's gray eyes smoldered as he stared down at the teenager's ass.
Damn, she had a hot little butt!
High, silky smooth, creamy white cheeks of bouncy, translucent girl-flesh, dissected by a sweet, vertical smile!
Yeah!
Dyson's huge, pussy-slickened dick twitched in the air as lust knifed through his scum-bloated testicles.
He lifted his big hands and slapped them down hard across Rachel's buns.
Rachel gave a choked squeal, pain stinging deli-ciously through her buns.
She felt his strong fingers man handle her tender derriere, squeezing, slapping, pulling, spreading....
Voluptuous heat tingled through her rump as rosy imprints of his fingers burned on her ass flesh each time he slapped and squeezed Rachel's sweet, upturned buns.
Yeah, Dyson liked nothing better than a tight sweet girl ass....
He spread her buns with his hands.
A shaft of dusty sunlight glinted on the puckered pink rosebud of her anus.
Her ass-hole quivered coyly and winked at him, glistening with a bead of moisture.
He growled, fisting the sticky hilt of his donkey cock, pushing it down till the blunt knob pressed against her ass-hole.
Rachel whimpered uncertainly, her hazel eyes snapping wide open.
"D-Don't ... " she whispered feebly, trying to twist away.
But she was too late.
Dyson's strong fingers gripped her waist in a vise-like grip.
Holding his big cock steady with his free hand, he leaned forward.
Rachel's stubborn sphincter muscle spasmed and slowly, reluctantly, started to spread around his blunt pecker head.
Dyson felt the hot, suctioning heat of her steamy ass slowly spread around the pulpy knob of his cock.
"Easy, babe! Just relax!" Dyson muttered thickly, his powerful hands gripping her tightly around the waist.
He held her still and with a hoarse grunt, humped forward.
He groaned as her hot ass-hole snapped around the sturdy shaft of his pecker, sucking his dick-head deep inside.
It was hot and silky up there, and incredibly, deliciously tight.
Her ass-hole sucked frantically around his stiff meat, and Rachel screamed and sobbed as jolts of white hot pain scalded her ass.
Tears flooded her cheeks and she frantically raked her nails through the hay.
But already, she felt a dark, molten core of strange, primal excitement start to quiver deep in her guts.
The pain was starting to lessen.
Slowly, Dyson leaned into her.
Masterfully, he pushed inch after thick, iron-hard inch of his horse-cock deep in the hot sleeve of her ass.
"Awwww, baby, that's NICE!" Dyson groaned as her hot ass-hole snapped snugly around the wrist-thick root of his dong.
He mashed his sweaty, hairy crotch up tightly against her squirming buns.
His fingers clenched painfully into poor Rachel's slender sides.
She sobbed and moaned, her boobs rubbing into the hay as she arched her back and grimaced, grinding her fleshy buns against the brawny stud's muscled thighs.
She felt all twelve inches of his huge hard-on throbbing deep inside her.
She felt totally stuffed.
Totally spread....
Dark throbbing heat licked through her ass, trickling into her pussy.
And now, as Dyson started to slowly fuck her ass, the flames of heat leapt up, and pleasure exploded through her body.
She gasped, her eyes bulging.
Broken, breathy screams flew from her lips as Dyson started to fuck her ass-hole with steadily increasing force.
"UNGH! UNGH! Yeah! Take it, bitch! Take this big cock up your sweet, tight little ass! Yeah! Squeeze it, slut! Squeeze my big dick!" Dyson Tate snarled thickly.
The construction worker's hulking body was soaked with sweat, glistening in the sunlight as if well-oiled.
Hot slapping sounds echoed through the barn as his muscled thighs clapped up vigorously against Rachel's buns.
Rachel was shrieking with joy now.
She had pulled her knees up beneath her and was pushing back greedily with her hips, impaling herself on all twelve inches of Dyson's horse-cock again and again.
"Fuck me! FUCK MEEEE! FUCK MY ASS! AAA A AH! AAAAAH! AAAAAH! COOOOOH G-GOD! IT'S ... IT'S SO BIG! Y-YEEEES!" she sobbed mindlessly.
Her hot tight ass-hole milked greedily around his thrusting meat.
Dyson growled, feeling electric heat envelope his throbbing cock.
He slapped her upturned ass as he fucked it, making her butt cheeks turn a rosy red.
"Yeah, bitch! Take it! Take my big fuckin' cock!" Dyson snarled.
He leaned forward, grabbing her pony tail, jerking back her head as he slammed into her hot, tight ass with brute force, his big balls slapping up against her cunt.
Rachel's head reeled.
Molten heat exploded through her body.
She was cumming....
Cumming in her ass and in her pussy....
The explosions of exquisite sensation kept rolling and bursting through her loins and bowels, making her shudder and sob.
"Aaawwwww, M-MAN!" Dyson Tate panted. "You're gonna make me shoot, bitch! Yeah! I feel that hot butt-hole grabbin' my cock, baby! Oh, FUCK! UNNGH! UNNGH! UNNGH!"
He redoubled his efforts, gripping her hips tightly with both hands as he rammed his huge cock up her ass with brute force.
Dyson felt his heavy balls quiver and burn, like fistfuls of white hot coals.
Savage heat tightened in his loins.
He threw back his head, bellowing lustily, slamming his dong to the thickening root deep in her steamy ass.
His horse-cock thickened and started to jerk violently inside of her.
Rachel shrieked as she felt hot jets of the brawny stud's man-spunk pump deep in her bowels with hose-like fury.
Dyson groaned and shuddered as he blasted her bowels full with a heavy load of sperm.
Slowly, he pulled out of her, his drooping dong popping out of her aching ass-hole like an oversized cork.
Dyson grinned arrogantly as he pulled on his pants and stepped into his work boots.
"Thanks, doll!" he drawled. "Now come on! I'll drop you off in front of your door!"
And he was true to his word....
6
Dalmatian and Cornfax....
Slowly, Sabina Truelove cruised in her salmon pink Porsche down the street, looking for Dyson Tate's house.
There it was, just as Parker Emerson had described.
A little red-roofed house at the corner where the two streets met. A white picket fence enclosed the house, and there was a well-manicured lawn and a few flower beds.
A battered blue Pontiac was parked in the driveway in front of the garage, but she didn't see Dyson's pick up-truck.
Sabina pulled up by the curb.
She sat there, drumming her fingers nervously against the steering wheel.
What in God's name am I doing here? she thought to herself irritably.
The pretty blonde flushed with humiliation as she recalled the scene with Dyson which had occurred the day before.
She had never been so outraged and humiliated by a guy before in her life!
No man had ever turned her down before.
In fact, Sabina would never have believed in the possibility of such a thing!
But the construction worker's tactics were successful....
Sabina had been utterly unable to resist thinking about him ever since.
She had tried to think of other things, but it was impossible.
All night, she had tossed and turned restlessly in her bed, burning up with desire, erotic images and fantasies flooding her head.
And all those erotic images and fantasies concerned Dyson Tate....
Yes, he infuriated her. She wanted to slap him!
She wanted to pummel his burly chest with her bunched fists!
But, most of all, Sabina wanted Dyson Tate to ravage her body, to take her, to forcibly have sex with her....
It was Sunday, and her parents were still away in Potter's Bluff.
She took a dip in the pool and then chatted with Frederica Hartley, one of her girl friends, on the phone.
"Say, Sabina!" Frederica bubbled. "Let's go to a movie at the mall this afternoon!"
"Oh, I don't know!" Sabina sighed. "Is there anything good playing?"
"Hmmmm, let me see, I've got the paper right here ... " Frederica murmured. "Oh! Sabina! Let's go see Tequila Sunrise!"
"What's that?"
"It's that fabulous new movie with Mel Gibson and Kurt Russell! God, they're both such dream boats, aren't they?"
Sabina rolled her eyes.
God, Frederica was such a child!
Sabina had stopped gushing like that when she was fourteen....
But she was bored and had nothing to do, and wanted to get Dyson Tate out of her mind.
"O.K. When's the show?"
"Well, there's one at four, and one at six," Fre-derica told her.
"All right. I'll come pick you up at three-thirty, and we'll try to make the four o'clock show."
"Great! See you then, Sabina!"
Sabina hung up and glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall.
It was only one.
She had two and a half hours to kill....
Suddenly, Sabina had an inspiration.
Maybe she'd just cruise down to Dalmatian and Colfax and try to catch a glimpse of that boorish construction worker.
Sabina blushed in humiliation.
Then she gave a shameful laugh.
Oh, why fight it?
She went to her room and got ready.
She wanted to look her best....
And when Sabina Truelove slipped behind the wheel of her salmon pink Porsche, she was dressed to kill....
She looked great!
She had shimmied into a cool white summer dress which seemed to drip down her hour glass figure, hugging her shape like a second skin.
The dress had shoulder straps and showed off a shocking amoung of cleavage.
In fact, her big, creamy breasts seemed ready to pop right out of her dress at any minute, and you could see the puckered rivets of her nipples quite clearly.
Sabina's long, golden hair was brushed back in tawny tresses around her sloping, alabaster smooth shoulders.
She looked cool and exquisite and incredibly beautiful....
Sabina had learned how to subtly apply just a few touches of make-up, and make herself look absolutely stunning.
Everything about her looked breezy and casual and natural.
But she was stunning . ...
Yes, Sabina Truelove was a crafty little bitch, all right.
But now, as she sat in her car in front of Dyson Tate's red house, Sabina felt like a nervous school girl.
She didn't know what to do.
Heck, she wasn't even certain that Dyson Tate was home.
For a moment, she hesitated.
Then, a smile stole across her pretty face and her sapphire blue eyes flashed.
She opened her purse and took out a little notebook and a pen.
After a moment's thought, she scribbled out a little note.
She wrote: "Mr. Tate: I do think your behavior yesterday was childish and impolite. But I'm going to give you another chance. Why don't you telephone me when you have some time off? My number is 555-1212. Sabina Truelove."
She folded the paper into a little square and got out of the car.
Smiling secretly, she opened the gate and walked quickly up the path.
Mounting the front stoop, the pretty blonde girl opened the creaky screen door and tried to insinuate the note between the grill-work on the front door.
Suddenly, the door opened.
Sabina gasped in shock, blushing guiltily as she jumped back.
"Hello there!" a pleasant masculine voice rang in her ears.
Sabina blinked and stared at the young man who stood in the door-way.
He was very handsome.
And he wasn't Dyson Tate....
He had the same smoldering gray eyes, though, and she guessed (rightly) that this must be Dyson's brother.
He was younger than Dyson, and just as devastatingly handsome.
"Uh, h-hi!" Sabina smiled, her eyes darting down to the note which had fallen to her feet. "Uh, is ... is Mr. Tate at home?"
"Which Mr. Tate are you looking for?" the young man grinned, his eyes stealing down to Sabina's ample cleavage.
"Mr. Dyson Tate?" she inquired.
"No, he's out this afternoon. I'm his brother, Cyrus."
"Hello. I'm Sabina Truelove," she said. "Would you mind giving this note to your brother when he comes home?"
"Sure! Be glad to, ma'am!"
Sabina felt a shudder of erotic warmth rush through her.
Those Tate eyes seemed to burn right through her clothes....
Cyrus Tate was sexy, all right....
He was a strapping twenty-five year old who worked as a brick layer.
Cyrus Tate was six feet tall, and his brawny body was packed with hard muscle like a football player's.
He wore a colorful short-sleeved Hawaiian shirt that afternoon.
The shirt was completely unbuttoned, parting to reveal his muscular chest.
Unlike his older brother, Cyrus had very little body hair.
His sun-bronzed chest was smooth, and Sabina could not help admiring his big, bulging pecs and washboard belly.
His face was boyish and not as craggy as his brother's.
As if to make up for his lack of body hair, the handsome young man sported a bristling brown moustache.
His hair was brown, much lighter than Dyson's black hair, and it was cut shorter, almost in a crew-cut.
A thin gold chain circumvented his thick, bull-like neck.
Cyrus wore white Bermuda shorts, and his basket was nothing to be sneezed at.
"Well, thank you again, Cyrus," Sabina said. "I'll be running along now."
"Uh, wait!" Cyrus' voice stopped her. "Would you, uh, like to come inside and have something cool to drink?"
Sabina hesitated.
"Do you expect your brother to come home soon?" she asked.
"Uh, sorry, no. He's busy all afternoon, I'm afraid. But I'd sure like to get to know you myself, ma'am!" His grin was dazzling.
"Well, I've got to be somewhere at three thirty, but I will come in for a quick drink," Sabina said with a smile.
"Lemonade, soda, or something stronger?" Cyrus asked as he ushered Sabina Truelove into his brother's living room.
"What have you got that's stronger?" Sabina asked coquettishly.
Cyrus gestured to the well-stocked bar in the corner of the room.
"Anything you like!"
"Well, maybe I'll have a gin tonic."
"Coming up!"
Cyrus was married, but he and his wife, Ida, had a tumultuous relationship.
Ida was fiercely jealous, and Cyrus had something of a roving eye....
The week before, Ida had discovered a letter from an amorous girl named Sherley in her husband's billfold.
Well, all hell had broken loose.
Cyrus had moved in with his older brother till Ida cooled down....
As he handed the drink to the gorgeous blonde, Cyrus felt a guilty twinge in his heart, remembering how he had sworn to Ida that he would never look at another girl again, and that Sherley was history.
This chick was HOT!
And she was ready....
Cyrus knew he was handsome.
And he could read the desire in the eyes of this cool, aristocratic blonde.
He could tell she was from the Hills.
Well-bred and snooty.
But smoldering with womanly needs under that icy veneer....
Damn, she was beautiful....
"My brother never told me about you, Sabina!" Cyrus said, popping the tab on a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon and taking a seat on the couch across from the chair where she was perched. "Guess he wanted to keep you to himself!"
"I hardly know your brother at all," Sabina said coolly, sipping her gin tonic. "He's currently working next door to my house. I simply came to deliver a message."
"Ah! Well, that's good. Maybe you and me can get to know each other better."
Cyrus had his brother's impudence, and Sabina had to repress a smile.
She arched an eyebrow and crossed her long, silky legs, leaning back in her chair, her boobs thrusting forward sensuously.
"I said I hardly knew Dyson. But I may get to know him better."
"Oh, so you're hot for him, huh?"
"Well, I see you are quite as ill-mannered as Dyson, I see!" Sabina said laughingly. "It must run in the family!"
Cyrus shrugged and grinned.
"Yeah, I guess we're pretty outspoken," Cyrus told her.
"Well, Cyrus," Sabina murmured. "Your brother is very ... intriguing man."
"Never heard him called that before!" Cyrus chortled.
"And you're very intriguing yourself ... " Sabina went on.
The gin was going straight to her head, and a delicious warmth stole through Sabina Trueblood's senses.
She was feeling reckless ... "Why don't we get more comfortable?" she purred sensuously.
Cyrus' gray eyes gleamed.
"Why don't I take you on a tour of the house?" he suggested gruffly. "All right...."
He slipped a burly arm around her waist and led her out of the room. "Here's the bedroom." Sabina looked around.
"Oh, I water bed! I've never been in a water bed!" she cried.
"Why don't you try it out."
"O.K.! "
She scampered forward and jumped on the water bed, squealing with glee as it rolled and heaved beneath her.
She glanced at Cyrus.
He was staring at her, his face dark with bestial passion.
Smiling voluptuously, Sabina lay back on the bed and stretched.
"Why don't you come over here, big boy?" Sabina coaxed in honeyed tones. "You got it, doll!"
Cyrus shrugged off his Hawaiian shirt, baring his bronzed, muscular chest.
He strode forward and sat on the bed beside the blonde girl.
Reaching out, he slid his hand under her neck and lifted her head.
Bending down, Cyrus covered her lips with his own, kissing her hard.
Sabina moaned languidly, returning his kiss, running her fingers over his smooth, muscular shoulders and chest.
She sucked on his tongue as he slipped it between her lips.
She squirmed and whimpered as Cyrus' fingers groped her aching tits, kneading them through her thin white dress.
"Why don't you get out of this dress?" Dyson panted, breaking the kiss.
"Help me!" Sabina purred.
"Glad to!"
Sabina rolled over on her tummy and hummed in satisfaction as he unzipped her dress.
She wiggled out of it.
She was naked underneath....
Sabina rolled over on her back, her sapphire eyes flashing, her rosy lips parting in sensuous smile as she stared up at him.
"Yeah!" Cyrus grunted, staring greedily at her big, quivery knockers.
His hot gray eyes swept down to Sabina's moist pink pussy.
Lust knifed through his groin.
He bent down and covered her right tit with his mouth.
Sabina arched her back and moaned as the muscular young brick layer started greedily sucking her boob.
His hot tongue swirled over her pebbly aureole and flicked at the nub.
She shuddered as he sucked as much of his tit into his mouth as he could.
Her hot nipple sprouted urgently against his tongue, and Sabina mewled in delight, running her fingers through his brown crew cut.
His moustache tickled Sabina's breast flesh deli-ciously.
"Oh, yes, Cyrus, YES ... " she moaned as he slid his tongue over to her other tit.
Cyrus grunted, slobbering all over the blonde girl's swollen boobies, aggressively squeezing the one he wasn't sucking.
Cyrus Tate worked on her tits till Sabina was gasping for mercy, her nipples fat as grapes and burning with sensitivity, glistening with his hot spit.
"Oh, yeah, baby! You're hot for it!" Cyrus panted, sticking his middle finger up Sabina's hot gash and pumping it in and out. "Hot wet pussy! Yeah!"
He licked her tits as he finger-fucked the moaning blonde slut.
He ran his long pink tongue from her plunging cleavage down the flat plane of Sabina Truelove's stomach.
He paused to swirl his tongue tip in the hollow of her navel.
And then (still squeezing her big knockers in his hands,) the muscular youth plunged his face between her legs.
"AAAAAAAAH ... " Sabina cried out, arching her back, her nipples throbbing between his fingers as Cyrus' long, hungry tongue started to lap at her pulpy labia.
Flames of delight coursed through her as the young man ate her out.
His bristling moustache tickled the aching lips of her pussy, and liquid heat rippled through her loins as he licked her snatch all over.
Cyrus kept pumping his thick middle finger slowly in and out of her buttery pink fuck-hole as he licked her labia.
He ferreted out the burning bud of her erect clitoris.
Sabina gave a choked scream as the handsome stud started sucking and tonguing her love bud as he finger fucked her hole.
"Oooooh! Oooooh! Oooooh! Y-YEEEES!" Sabina panted breathlessly, tossing her long golden hair from side to side.
The water bed heaved and jiggled beneath her, and its movement sent delicious tremors of erotic pleasure through her naked body.
"Damn, you're a hot little slut, ain't ya, doll?" Cyrus panted.
He pulled his finger out of her and watched the way her pink hole sucked open and closed, bubbling with girl juices.
Cyrus growled, using his fingers to spread her pulpy pussy lips.
He bent down and licked her inner cunt hungrily, sliding his taster slowly down and up between her white buns.
He tickled her ass-hole with his tongue tip and washed his licker in greedy swipes from her pussy to her anus and back again.
Sabina shrieked with joy, fondling her big, spit-soaked titties and thrashing about on the water bed wildly.
"MMMMM! You got a tasty little pussy, girl!" Cyrus panted, lifting his face from between her legs and smacking his lips.
He nuzzled her thighs, kissing and licking them, running his rough hands up and down her long legs, pushing them wide apart.
His big dick was throbbing painfully inside his
Bermuda shorts ...
With a grunt, the handsome young brick layer sprang up abruptly.
He stood by the bed, staring down at her with smoldering gray eyes.
Sabina moaned, squirming feverishly, fondling her big tits as she watched him unzip his Bermuda shorts.
They tumbled around his ankles.
Cyrus had on a jock strap underneath.
His rigid horse-meat tented the front of the jock, lifting the waist-band way off his belly, exposing a thick tuft of brown pubes.
He leaned forward, sticking his musky crotch towards her face.
Reaching out, Cyrus raked his fingers through her golden hair and pulled Sabina's pretty face forward.
"Suck my jock strap, bitch!" he growled huskily, shoving her face between his legs.
Sabina moaned in delight, mouthing greedily at the coarse, sweaty fabric of his jock, feeling and tasting his huge cock through the outrageously stretched material.
Cyrus pulled back a little, hooking his fingers in the elastic of his athletic supporter, lifting it over his erect dong.
Sabina gasped in delight, licking her lips greedily as his huge meat sprang free, slapping up against his smooth, muscled belly.
Cyrus was hung, all right.
Cyrus Tate's horse-cock was eleven inches long, and even thicker around than Wade Jefferson's had been.
(The reader will perhaps remember that Wade Jefferson's black prick was the biggest one Sabina had ever seen.
Well, Cyrus' was just as long as Wilkerson's, and much thicker!)
His heavy sex bone was curved in the center like a fleshy boomerang.
Veins etched the wrist-thick shaft of his pulsing tool.
His hairy balls swung more than half-way to Cyrus' knees.
"Come on, babe!" Cyrus growled, snapping the jock up under his scumbag. "Gimme some head! Yeah! Lick me!"
Sabina moaned, scrambling forward on the wobbly water bed.
Cyrus stood next to it, his brawny arms folded in front of his broad chest, his huge horse-cock sticking out at her like a weapon.
She moaned, running her hands up his strong, hairy legs.
She bent forward and kissed his fat, drooling dick-head.
Sabina licked it, savoring the salty tang of pre-come.
She curled her fingers around the beefy stalk and pumped on it.
It was so huge and hard!
Desire strobed through her honeyed loins as she buried her nose in his pubes and sniffed the hot raunchy scent of stud crotch.
"Awwww, y-yeeah, baby! Suck my nuts!" Cyrus Tate groaned.
And that was what Sabina was doing, with sluttish enthusiasm.
She made little mewling sounds as she mouthed at his hairy balls, sliding her sweet pink tongue all over his slimy nut-sac.
She felt his testicles quiver and bloat, tightening beneath his cock.
"Aaaaaaah! Shit, baby, that's GOOD!" the handsome youth groaned, his tube steak throbbing in her fingers as Sabina's silky tongue teased his burning nuts. "Yeah, lick those big fuckin' nuts of mine!"
Sabina mewled as she lapped her way up to the steel-stiff root of his fat meat.
She slurped at it, slithering her tongue all around the throbbing shaft.
She greedily ran her wet pink tongue in long hungry licks up and down the eleven inch shaft of Cyrus' meat.
Then, gripping it by the root, she pulled the rosy knob against her puckered, panting lips and kissed the piss slit.
Staring up at him with sexy blue eyes, the big-breasted bitch slowly wrapped her satiny lips around Cyrus Tate's dick-head....
7
"Yeah, Suck it!" Cyrus Tate growled thickly through clenched teeth.
The muscular stud was flexing his butt cheeks as he slowly hunched his hips back and forth.
His strong hands were clenched around pretty Sabina Truelove's head.
His fingers gripped her hard, guiding her face up and down between his legs.
Sabina's hot red lips formed a mobile "O" around the vein-etched shaft of his huge cock.
Little bubbles of spit frothed at the corner's of her mouth.
Her cheeks hollowed and she was making little greedy sucking sounds.
Her hot tongue was squirming and vibrating under his heavy meat.
Sabina was sucking wildly.
His cock was so big!
Tears filled her eyes as his big meat punched back against her tonsils.
"Suck that cock!" Cyrus panted. "Damn, baby, you like that, don't ya? Yeah, you're a hot, sexy little cocksucker!"
He shoved her down on his cock and Sabina tilted her head, swallowing hard.
Raw heat tore through her as she felt Cyrus' huge meat slowly wedge its way down her hot, gurgling gullet.
"Awwww, m-man, yeah!" Cyrus gasped hoarsely as her hot lips munched around the fat root of his bull-meat.
Sabina gurgled happily, burying her nose in his sweaty pubes.
She had all eleven inches of beefy dick-meat in her mouth and throat.
Sabina couldn't breathe, and white dots were dancing behind her eyes as she started to get a little light-headed.
"Uh huh! Suck it, slut! Suck that cock!" Cyrus muttered.
He fucked her face, his sweaty ass swinging to and fro, his hairy, spit-soaked balls slapping obscenely against her chin.
His steel-stiff cock throbbed masterfully on her wet, squirming tongue.
"Damn, bitch! You like suckin' it, don't ya?" Cyrus panted.
He dragged back her head by the hair, and his horse-cock squelched out of her gasping mouth, snapping up against his belly, pulsating urgently, dripping with saliva.
"Oooooh, yes!" Sabina moaned, licking her lips. "Let me SUCK it!"
Cyrus grinned down at her, swinging his hips from side to side, slapping her pretty face with his beefy dong, twisting his fingers roughly in her golden hair.
"Yeah, you hot little slut! You like that, huh?" he muttered. "But I'm gonna slide my salami up your wet box now, baby!"
He grabbed Sabina and pulled her around on the crazily wobbling water bed.
He pulled her butt and legs over the edge of the bed, so that her feet dangled down to the carpeted floor.
He stooped down, nudging her legs apart with his knees.
He could see the hot, puffy mound of her pussy between her spread legs.
His big meat jerked with lust in the air, and he growled, gripping it, guiding it up between the blonde bitch's legs.
Sabina moaned, shuddering and stretching out her arms, her big tits quivering against the sheets as she felt the fat, sticky knob of Cyrus Tate's dick against her burning pussy.
"Oooh, yes, yes, YES ... " she whispered hotly, closing her eyes.
Cyrus gripped her waist with one hand and held his dick steady with the other.
With a low, guttural grunt, the handsome stud humped forward.
He gasped in pleasure as the hot, honeyed mouth of her cunt greedily sucked around his beefy dong, pulling it inside.
Sabina threw back her head and uttered a strangled scream, her blue eyes rolling in their sockets as she felt his heavy meat slowly slide up inside her.
An explosion of almost excruciating ecstasy seared through her loins.
It felt like a fist and forearm were plunging up her cunt.
She sobbed, arching her back, wiggling her buns, little spasms wracking her sexy body as Cyrus fitted his meat in her love-glove.
"Yeah, baby! Take it!" the muscular brick layer muttered, stuffing all eleven inches of his dong in her tight box.
Her vagina sucked and squirmed around his big dick, hot as a furnace, wet and hungry....
God, it felt good!
He groaned, rocking back and forth, churning his manhood inside her.
He ran his hands up and down her back and slid them around her, scooping up Sabina's big, bouncy knockers.
He crushed them hard, pinching and twisting her erect nipples as he started to fuck the bitch doggy style.
"AAAAH! AAAAH! AAA AH! G-GOD! FUCK MEEE! OH, YES, FUCK ME, YOU BASTARD!" Sabina screamed in disbelief and joy.
She writhed and bucked, her big tits wobbling and bouncing in his strong, kneading fingers as Cyrus began to fuck into her good and hard, his heavy horse-cock slicing up to the root inside her again and again.
"Yeah, baby! You like that big dick up there, don't ya?" Cyrus muttered, leaning over Sabina and licking her ear.
Cyrus Tate's muscular ass humped back and forth, and his hairy thighs slapped sweatily against Sabina's wiggling tush as he stroked his horse-cock like a well-greased piston in and out of her wet cunt.
He was rough and savage.
His fingers crushed Sabina's spongy tits till they ached, the white flesh oozing between his strong knuckles.
Each time he fucked his fat cock up her sopping hole, Sabina's body jerked forward and she gave a strangled scream of joy.
Her pussy sucked greedily around his iron-hard bull-cock.
It was the tightest, hottest, juiciest little twat he'd ever fucked.
Cyrus' big, swinging testicles quivered and burned with lust.
Just then, there was a sound in the door way, and Cyrus halted, his big cock half-in, half-out of Sabina's pussy.
He swung his head around and stared into his big brother's mocking gray eyes.
Dyson leaned against the door-well, his powerful arms folded in front of his bare chest.
His yellow hard hat was pushed way back on his handsome head.
A big grin twisted Dyson Tate's ruggedly handsome face.
His tight-fitting cords bulged around a meaty tube which crept down towards his knee.
"Well, I'll be damned!" Dyson's mocking voice boomed out. "Every time I turn around, I see this hot little slut! And this time she's fuckin' my own kid brother!"
"W-What!? " Sabina gasped, jerking her head around in confusion.
She gasped and flushed, mingled emotions fluttering through her as she stared into Dyson Tate's mocking gray eyes.
Cyrus grinned back at his brother and resumed his fucking.
Cyrus' strong fingers gripped Sabina tightly around the waist, so that she couldn't pull away from him.
He slowly hunched with his hips, sliding his huge, heavy bull-cock in and out of her hot, tight pussy hole.
"I ... I didn't know ... Oooooh, G-God ... Your brother said you ... AAAAAAAH . ... wouldn't be home this afternoon!" she stammered brokenly, moaning in helpless pleasure.
"Yeah, I got off early," Dyson drawled, flexing his muscles.
He strode into the room and kicked off his thick work boots. "How's her pussy, kid?"
"Real hot, man! Hot and wet and fuckin' TIGHT!" Cyrus panted.
"Yeah? Well, fuck her good and hard, man! This bitch needs to be trained!" Dyson snarled, tugging at his belt.
Sabina gasped, staring up at him, helpless excitement trembling in her face.
She grimaced and screamed as Cyrus dug his fingers into her middle and started hammering his cock up her cunt with pile-driver force.
Explosions of unbridled bitch heat tore through her cock-stuffed cunt as he did this, and she nearly passed out.
Cyrus slowed down after a while, not ready to squirt his wad just yet.
Dyson stripped off his cords.
His huge, lust-engorged sex-tool slapped his hairy belly, throbbing masterfully, leaking a bead of pre-jizz.
Flexing his muscles, Dyson strode to the bed and climbed onto it.
He knelt down in front of Sabina Truelove's flushed, pretty face.
Roughly, Dyson Tate twisted his calloused fingers in the coed's golden hair and wrenched back her head hard.
"Oooow!" Sabina winced, tears filling her sapphire blue eyes.
"You want my cock, don't you, bitch?" Dyson snarled. "Tell me you want it!"
"Y-Yes! I ... I want it!" Sabina Truelove moaned wretchedly, staring at the huge, throbbing slab of horse-prick which waved enticingly inches before her eyes.
"Yeah, I want you to suck on my prick while my kid brother fucks your cunt, slut!" Dyson snarled, slapping his whang against her cheeks.
He rubbed the big, drooling head of his cock over Sabina's gasping lips, smearing them with sticky, salty pre-come.
He jerked on her hair.
"Open your mouth!" he barked.
Sabina opened her mouth.
"Suck it!"
With some difficulty, she managed to wrap her soft red lips around the pulpy knob of Dyson's enormous dong.
She suckled greedily, staring up at the muscle-bound construction worker, naked desire etched in her beautiful face.
"I said, suck that cock!" Dyson snarled, slapping her face none to gently and twisting her hair with his other hand.
He leaned forward and Sabina choked as his huge meat filled her mouth.
"Swallow it!" he growled.
Sabina shuddered, relaxing her throat muscles and gulping painfully.
A dark thrill rippled through her throat as she felt his heavy cock slowly wedge its way deep in her gullet.
She thought she would pass out....
It seemed to go on forever....
It felt as though his dick-head was punching deep in her belly....
Finally, she swallowed it all....
All twelve inches of Dyson Tate's huge, meaty horse-cock.
"Yeah! Suck on it, you hot little slut!" Dyson panted, grinding his thick, sweaty pubic bush against her nose and mouth.
His fingers gripped her pretty blonde head roughly, holding it steady.
Slowly, Dyson began to hunch his hairy butt back and forth, staring down at her with smoldering gray eyes, watching the way his corrugated cock pumped in and out of the red circle of Sabina's puckered lips.
Sabina gurgled in pleasure, getting up on all fours on the wobbly water bed.
She hummed and slurped on Dyson Tate's huge, raunchy cock-meat.
She took it deep in her hot throat again and again, sucking oxygen through her nose each time his fat dick-head popped out of her hot, aching gullet.
Cyrus had one foot up on the bed, and was gripping her hips with both hands.
Slowly, the sweaty young stud pumped his thick cock in and out of her pussy, watching as her widespread, pulpy cunt lips sucked around his hard-on.
"Yeah! She's got a hot pussy, man!" Cyrus panted, giving Sabina's upturned buns a hard slap with both hands.
"Yeah! Spank that bitch!" Dyson growled. "Make her ass burn, man!"
He fucked Sabina's face, roughly shoving her head up and down by the hair, making her choke and grunt around his huge meat.
His hairy balls slapped up against Sabina's chin roughly.
Sabina Truelove uttered strangled screams around Dyson's dick as Cyrus Tate began roughly slapping her quivery buns with both hands, digging his fingers into her stinging flesh, making her ass burn with delicious pain.
He was fucking her hard.
He paced his strokes-first, he rammed into her with brute force about a dozen times.
Then, he slowed down, sliding in and out about a dozen times, nice and easy.
Then, he slapped her hot young ass and began to ride her hard again....
Sabina was fighting for breath.
Her jaws ached as she strained them outrageously in order to accommodate the over-sized proportions of Dyson's dong.
Dyson kept shoving his twelve inch prick down her gasping throat, twisting his fingers savagely in her hair.
Sabina was on fire....
She was burning up, and her head swam, and there was a ringing in her ears.
Everything seemed to swirl around her.
She was moaning and squirming on the wildly wobbling water bed.
She was getting plugged from both ends by the macho Tate brothers.
Their cocks were the biggest she'd ever seen, and those brawny studs were giving the little bitch the work out of a life time....
She had never been treated so roughly, so skillfully, by those brutal studs.
They fucked her face and pussy, and kept it up for a long, long time....
She felt her orgasm come exploding through her squirming body unexpectedly.
She arched her back, making a gurgling scream as she mouthed at the fat, twitching root of Dyson's bull-meat.
Ecstasy scorched through her again and again, exquisitely igniting every nerve ending in Sabina's buxom body.
She sobbed and bucked and heaved, white hot rapture searing her pussy and her mouth and her tits and her butt....
She came and came and came....
And she kept right on coming....
"Awwwww, m-man! This bitch's cunt is suckin' my dick like a fuckin' MOUTH!" Cyrus Tate cried out hoarsely, humping into her hard and fast. "Yeah! You're gonna make me shoot, girl! UNGH! UNGH!
UNGH! A A A AAA A A A AH!! "
Cyrus could hold back no longer.
His beefy young body gleamed with a sheen of sweat, his muscles rippling like savage music beneath his sun-bronzed flesh as he gripped Sabina's waist and rammed his big cock furiously in and out of her hot, suctioning, streaming pussy hole.
He shuddered and roared, the tendons on his neck contracting as he threw back his head and pumped all eleven inches of his dong up her squirming love-glove.
Sabina uttered choked sobs as she greedily sucked his brother's huge whang.
She felt Cyrus's cock go off inside of her like a Roman candle.
Huge spurts of steamy scum blasted deep in her vagina again and again, and the force of his potent orgasm triggered another climax within the slut's hot poontang.
"Aaaaaah, baby, yeaaaaah ... " Cyrus cried hoarsely, viciously slapping her ass, leaving big red imprints of his hands on her stinging white tush flesh.
He emptied his balls of a huge load and slowly pulled out of her, his slimy dong flapping against his inner thigh.
With a groan, Cyrus lay down on his back on the bed, panting for breath.
He tucked his hands behind his head and sighed as he slowly recovered from his first ball-blistering ejaculation.
He watched as Dyson fucked the blonde slut's pretty face....
"Yeah, you like having big, thick cocks shoved up your holes, don't ya, you spoiled little tramp?" Dyson leered.
He pulled his heavy meat out of Sabina's gasping, mewling mouth and slapped it roughly against her cheeks.
Sabina moaned in pleasure, staring up at him with naked lust in her eyes, running her tongue over her ripe red lips.
"You wanna suck my balls, baby?" Dyson growled, pumping his fist slowlly up and down his spit-soaked horse-cock.
"Y-Yes!" she whispered.
"Then do it!"
He leaned forward, his huge, egg-shaped testicles slapping her face.
Sabina moaned and started kissing and licking his slimy nuts.
Dyson growled in pleasure, pumping his cock as he watched her slurp sluttishly on each of his scum-bloated testicles.
"Yeah! You're a hot little fucker, aren't ya, babe?" Dyson grinned.
He reached down, gripping Sabina's shoulders, and lifted her up.
Gripping her hard, his fingers curling like bands of steel into her sloping shoulders, Dyson crushed his mouth to Sabina's, kissing her passionately.
Sabina sobbed in delight-his kiss sent molten heat searing through her, and she greedily sucked at his long, swarming tongue.
She ran her hands feverishly through the thick tangle of hairs which foamed all over his powerfully muscled chest.
He was so strong, so manly, so superior ...
Her nipples sprouted urgently as his fingers closed around her tits.
He scraped his thumbs over the aching buds of her nipples as he slithered his tongue around in her sweet mouth.
"Yeah, baby! You like my big fuckin' body, don't ya, slut?" Dyson Tate panted, breaking the kiss abruptly.
He lifted his right arm, flexing it, making his biceps bulge like a shot put.
Gripping her by the back of her neck with his left hand, he pushed Sabina's lips against his right biceps.
"Lick that muscle, bitch!"
Sabina sobbed wildly, puckering her soft red lips, slavishly sucking the iron-hard bulge of his biceps, sliding her tongue all over his arm, making his tattoos sparkle.
"Yeah! Now, lick my armpit, slut!" Dyson growled hoarsely, guiding her face underneath his uplifted right arm.
The blasting heat and smoky aroma of his armpit seared her senses.
She smothered her nose and lips in the thick tangle of greasy hairs which sprouted there, moaning whorishly as she sucked and licked his slimy pit.
He was humiliating her, using her like a hot fuck slave....
And, God, she loved it....
"Yeah, bitch! Now suck that man-tit! Milk it, you whore!"
He dragged at her hair, pushing her gasping face against his hairy chest.
Blindly, the blonde bitch mouthed at his bulging pec, her red lips milking at the taut brown pucker of his pap.
His body hair tickled her nose, and she felt his huge pectoral muscle flex masterfully against her nursing lips, his nipple growing hard as a rivet against her tongue.
"Yeah, you're a hot fuckin' little tramp, ain't ya?" the construction worker grinned, dragging back her head and staring down into her flushed, beautiful face.
He pulled her up till she was kneeling in front of him on the water bed.
Squatting lower, the hairy stud gripped his bull-cock and began to slap and rub it all over her big, bouncy tits.
He fucked it up her deep cleavage, slapping and squeezing her aching jugs and mashing them around his cock.
"Yeah, cunt, you want to get fucked, don't ya?" Dyson growled.
"Lie down and spread your legs, bitch! Show me your hungry pussy!"
Dyson sat back on his heels, slowly stroking his fist up and down his foot long pecker as he stared at her.
Sabina shuddered and gasped, flopping on her back on the water bed.
Her blonde head rested against handsome Cyrus Tate's chest.
Sabina spread her long, shapely gams as wide apart as she could.
She was panting with whorish excitement, and she ran her hands feverishly up and down her body, from her big, swaying tits down to her hot, buttery cunt lips.
Her bloated pussy was open and vibrating, leaking with slut goo and with Cyrus Tate's musky white sperm.
Dyson crawled up between her legs. He stared down into her beautiful face, and read the slavish yearning there.
Savage triumph and lust knifed through his huge, hairy balls.
"Wrap your hand around my kid brother's dick, bitch! I wanna see you jerking his dong while I fuck your hot cunt!" Dyson snarled obscenely, slapping his heavy meat against the bloated, pulpy mound of her twat.
Sabina moaned and obeyed his command....
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"Jerk his meat!" Dyson Tate snarled gruffly. "Yeah, pump it!"
Sabina's head was resting on young Cyrus Tate's sweaty chest.
She ran her fingers down his washboard belly, curling them around his cock.
Cyrus' meaty member was rock-hard and pulsating, ready for round two.
He groaned as her soft fingers gripped around his dick-bone and started to stroke, squeeze and tickle it.
Dyson watched this with gleaming eyes as he crouched between Sabina's legs.
His twelve inch cock-meat jutted through his fingers, and he pushed it down, slapping the juicy knob against Sabina's spread, bloated, sperm-soaked pussy.
"Yeah, you need a lot of big, hard dick inside ya, don't ya, baby?" Dyson muttered, reaching out with his free hand and mauling one of her big, quivery tits.
Slowly, he leaned into her, never taking his eyes off Sabina's face as he wedged his huge cock-head into her cunt.
Sabina's eyes widened.
She gave a strangled scream, clutching convulsively at Cyrus' cock.
She grimaced and sobbed, arching her back and tossing her head from side to side as Dyson Tate slowly pushed inch after thick, iron-hard inch of his dick up her spasming snatch.
It was so HUGE!
It was bigger and fatter and longer than his kid brother's.
Oh, and it felt so good! Almost too good....
The flames of sensation which licked through her outrageously stretched pussy made Sabina Truelove scream and sob, writhing on the jiggling water bed as the hairy construction worker shoved all twelve inches of his sex-muscle deep in her tight, burning poontang.
"Aaaaaah, YEAH!" Dyson panted, grinding his muscular thighs against her loins, making his bull-cock throb against the hot, squirming walls of her vagina.
His strong fingers dug into Sabina's waist, almost meeting around her slender body.
He gripped her hard, staring into her face, savage lust etched in his eyes as he slowly humped up and down.
Hot sucking sounds filled the air as his enormous erection stroked in long, slow pumps way, way up her buttery snatch.
Each time Dyson sank all twelve inches of his horse-meat deep inside Sabina Truelove's cunt, the blonde beauty arched her back and uttered a loud scream of ecstasy.
Her big, milky tits flopped and jiggled, the ripe nipples turreting outward.
Her fingers feverishly pumped up and down on Cyrus Tate's eleven inch meat as she got fucked by his big brother.
Cyrus reached down and fondled the blonde slut's big jugs, pinching her hot nipples and twisting them roughly.
"Hey, Cyrus, boy!" Dyson grunted hoarsely, grinning at his brother. "Sit on the bitch's face, man! Make her suck your ass-hole and then feed her your big dick! We're gonna teach this slut how to be a real whore!"
"Yeah!" Cyrus muttered.
He scrambled up and straddled the moaning blonde's head.
Sabina whimpered as the brick layer's sweaty, muscled ass cheeks descended on her pretty, upturned face.
Cyrus grunted, jacking his huge cock in his fingers as he mashed his butt down aggressively on her face.
"Lick it!" Cyrus muttered. "Come on, doll face! Lick my ass-hole!"
His powerful ass cheeks gripped aggressively at the sides of her face.
Sabina could hardly breathe, the pungent heat of stud butt searing her nostrils.
Blindly, Sabina stuck out her pink tongue and slowly swiped it up and down his deep, greasy ass crevice.
"Awwwww, yeah!" Cyrus groaned happily as her greedy zeroed in on the tight brown pucker of his bunghole. "Get it up there, baby! Stick that tongue right up my ass-hole!"
Cyrus Tate grunted, rolling his hips, jamming his sweaty butt down aggressively on Sabina's face as he watched his brother fuck her hot, spread pussy.
Sabina's probing taster slowly slithered right up his slimy ass-chute.
It was hot up there, and his athletic rectum squeezed aggressively around her wiggling taster, almost hurting it.
Cyrus groaned in pleasure as he felt her tongue slither inside him.
Her hot soft lips sucked around his wrinkly ass-hole as she worked her tongue in and out of it sluttishly.
"Damn! This bitch is hot!" Cyrus gasped.
"Yeah! Her pussy's real good, man! We're gonna fuck it good, boy!" Dyson grunted, swinging his furry ass back and forth, pumping his rigid bull-cock in and out of her snatch. "Let her suck your dong, man!"
Cyrus climbed off of Sabina's face, kneeling next to her.
Sabina moaned and gasped, her mouth hot with the raunchy taste of man-ass.
She whimpered as Cyrus slapped his heavy cock against her cheek.
"Suck it!" Cyrus muttered.
She turned her head and greedily wrapped her lips around his dick-knob.
"Aaaaaaah! Yeah, baby!. Suck that cock! MMMM, that's it! Use that tongue! Uh huh! Choke on it, bitch!" he growled.
He jerked at her hair, hunching with his hips, forcing more and more of his huge, slimy meat into her gurgling mouth.
Sabina was bucking her hips.
Her eyes were rolling wildly.
Sabina made strangled gurgling, squealing sounds, spit bubbling at the corners of her cock-stuffed mouth.
She was cumming....
Multiple orgasms wracked her sexy, shapely body as she squirmed on the water bed.
Glorious waves of sheer ecstasy kept crashing through her, blending into one another, growing more and more intense....
She was no longer thinking rationally.
She was riding on a hot, searing sea of body-drenching rapture....
She had one huge cock slowly pumping in and out of her wet, tight pussy.
And she had another huge cock sliding deep in her hot throat.
Cyrus pulled his dick out of her mouth, panting hoarsely.
He leaned forward, his big, hairy nuts draping over her face.
"Lick my balls!" the younger Tate brother muttered hoarsely.
He reached down and grabbed her right tit, mauling it roughly as he lowered his testicles on her face.
"Awwwww, yeah ... " Cyrus groaned as Sabina's long, wet tongue glided and slithered all over his hairy nuts.
"O.K., kid!" Dyson panted. "Get out of the way! I'm gonna ride this bitch good for a while, and then I wanna watch you prong her!"
Cyrus grunted, dragging his spit-soaked balls off of Sabina's face.
He lay down on the bed next to her, watching with smoldering gray eyes.
Dyson flopped forward, his hulking chest bearing down on Sabina's aching tits.
Sliding his big hands up beneath her spongy ass cheeks, he gripped her hard.
Staring into her face, the muscular construction worker began to pound his beefy butt savagely up and down.
The water bed heaved and rolled beneath them as the powerful stud rammed his horse-cock in and out of her spread twat with pile-driver force, nearly knocking the air from her lungs.
Breathless screams rippled from Sabina's wide open mouth.
Frantically, she wrapped her legs around Dyson's lean waist.
She hooked her ankles at the small of the sweaty stud's back.
She sobbed in joy, running her hands all over his hairy pecs, staring up at him with worshipful ardor in her eyes as he fucked the bejesus out of the little
HI slut.
"Yeah! You like it hard and deep, don't ya, bitch?" Dyson panted through clenched teeth, rolling his hips, stirring his king-sized schlong around in her love-glove.
"Oooooh! Y-YEEEEES! F-Fuck me, Dyson, p-please, fuck me! AAAAAAH! AAAAAAH! AAAAAAH! JESUS, YEEES! OOOH G-GOD!" she screamed wildly, arching her back, her rose-tipped knockers flapping wildly as he screwed her.
He squeezed her ass hard, his big muscles bulging and rippling-fceneath his copper-toned, hairy flesh.
His burly body was slick with sweat, slapping and rubbing slickly against hers.
Sabina Trueblood was cumming and cumming and cumming....
The blonde slut's burning, greedy pussy sucked and squirmed around Dyson's wrist-thick, iron hard bull-meat.
The lusty brute loved the way her hot cunt grabbed at his dong.
He felt his hairy balls twitching and burning with telltale urgency.
Abruptly, he slowed down his savage hip-thrusts, sliding in and out with diabolical ease.
He slid his hands from around her buns and covered her tits.
He bent down and kissed her, sucking at Sabina's lower face.
Then, still kneading her titties, Dyson lifted his hairy ass in the air until his heavy dong popped out of her cunt.
"Come on, Cyrus!" he grinned, winking at his brother. "Fuck the bitch!"
"Yeah!" Cyrus grunted, scrambling forward with agile excitement.
The muscular young brick layer lay on top of the moaning blonde beauty.
He fumbled between their bodies, pushing his eleven inch whang between her legs.
Sabina slid her hands around his broad sweaty back, screaming with joy, digging her nails into his tawny flesh as Cyrus pushed all eleven inches of his cock up her blazing snatch.
"Yeah! You like me fucking you, baby? Huh?" Cyrus whispered, licking her ear and mauling her titties as he humped her.
Sabina sobbed in joy, heaving upward with her hips, impaling herself hungrily on his fat, pumping cock-log.
Dyson Tate stood by the water bed, stroking his horse-cock and watching as his kid brother energetically fucked the blonde girl.
"Roll her over on her side, man!" Dyson growled after a while. "We're gonna give her Tate cock from both ends!"
"Yeah!" Cyrus grinned.
He rolled over on his side, pulling Sabina over to face him.
Sabina whimpered, wrapping her upper leg around his waist.
Cyrus continued to slowly saw back and forth with his hips, pumping his tube steak in and out of her sloppy pussy as he squeezed and twisted her spongy breasts.
Dyson climbed on the bed.
He flipped onto his side, facing Sabina's back and buttocks.
He slapped her wiggling tush with both hands, squeezing her buns hard.
He leaned forward, sliding his big, wet dong over her ass crack.
"I'm gonna fuck your tight pink ass, bitch!" he muttered.
Gripping her waist with one hand, he steered his huge schlong between the high, creamy cheeks of Sabina's ass.
Sabina's blue eyes fluttered open.
She gave a nervous gasp, fear and excitement mingling in her tummy as she felt the enormous knob of Dyson Tate's bull-meat punch up against her tender anus.
Cyrus' big cock kept stroking in and out of her, and she couldn't help crying out and squirming as body-blistering rapture tore through her pussy again and again.
Dyson's cock felt like a blunt fist pressing her tender anus.
But her ass-hole was hot and tingling, and it sucked greedily at the pulpy knob of the construction worker's dong.
"Take it!" Dyson snarled through clenched teeth, humping forward hard.
For an instant, her tight little butt-hole resisted this phallic assault.
Then, Sabina's tender anal ring quivered and relaxed, stretching rapidly into a hot pink "O" shape.
Dyson groaned in pleasure as her steamy butt-hole snapped tautly around the wrist-thick shaft of his cock, sucking the pulpy knob up into her rectum.
"AAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEE!! " Sabina screamed wildly, flinging back her head and writhing as blindly pain stung through her outrageously straining ass-hole muscle.
But already, a flush of dark, soothing pleasure was beginning to blossom deep in her bowels, and she sobbed weakly as she felt Dyson Tate slowly slide inch after inch of his thick heavy cock up her butt-sleeve.
"Yeah!" Dyson grunted as Sabina's tight anus snapped snugly around the rigid root of his tube steak.
He grunted, grinding his hairy crotch up hard against her derriere.
His twelve inch bull-meat pulsated mightily deep inside her.
Sabina felt totally stuffed.
A thin membrane of flesh was all that separated the Tate brother's peckers.
She had an eleven inch cock rammed up her hot, gushing pussy.
And she had a twelve inch cock shoved way up her hot ass.
Each stud could feel the other's meat throbbing through that thin membrane.
And they quickly started to regulate their thrusts, so that one stud had his big dick shoved all the way up her while the other stud was backing out.
This double cock friction made Sabina scream with disbelief and joy.
Her baby blue eyes widened and rolled and she tossed her golden hair.
Sobbing and screeching, she wiggled and thrashed on the water bed.
Her luscious, big-breasted body was sandwiched between the muscular Tate brothers, and they nearly knocked the air out of her lungs as they fucked her.
"Yeah, let's fuck the shit out of this bitch, man!" Dyson panted, slapping Sabina's uppermost ass cheek.
Redoubling his efforts, the hairy construction worker heaved back and forth, punching his twelve inch dong deep in the blonde girl's hot ass with brute force.
Cyrus' muscular young ass swung vigorously as he hammered into her cunt, squeezing and twisting her tits, staring down into Sabina's lovely, desire-contorted face.
"OOOOOOH! Y-YEEEES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Sabina shrieked brokenly, tears of joy streaking her cheeks.
She felt herself hurtling into a molten abyss of unbelievable ecstasy.
Her body exploded with an exquisite orgasm more powerful than anything the young slut had ever before experienced.
She came in her pussy.
She came in her ass.
And the climax seemed to shoot like a flash fire to every fiber in her body, scalding her skin, erupting behind her tear-dazzled eyes in showers of brightly colored sparks.
She sobbed brokenly.
Everything seemed to heave and quiver in a sea of liquid pleasure, totally enveloping Sabina from head to toe.
Dimly, she felt those two huge cocks hammering into her, faster and faster.
She felt those powerful male bodies slapping and grinding against her, nearly crushing her as the Tate brothers fucked her together.
"I'm gettin' close, man!" Cyrus Tate panted hoarsely. "I'm gettin' REAL close!"
"Shoot it in her mouth, man!" Dyson growled hoarsely, sodomizing Sabina hard.
Cyrus grunted, heaving back, his eleven inch tube steak popping out of Sabina's hot, streaming snatch and slapping up rigidly against her washboard belly.
Quickly, the sweaty young brick layer scrambled u on his knees on the water bed.
He bent forward, scooping his hand around the back of Sabina's head.
He pushed his stiff, throbbing dong roughly into her mouth.
"Suck it!"
Sabina sucked greedily, making muffled whimpering sounds as her hot, wet lips swarmed around his heavy meat.
She tasted her own pussy juice on Cyrus' iron hard member.
She felt his cock thickening and twitching on her wet tongue.
"AAAWWWWWW Y-YEEEEEEAH! TAKE IT! UNNNNNGGGH!" Cyrus roared.
He gasped and shuddered, tossing his head from side to side, sending beads of sweat showering from the ends of his hair.
The blonde bitch gave a choked squawk as hot squirts of sperm sprayed into her mouth, nearly drowning her.
Cyrus grunted and moaned, pumping thick, heavy gobs of semen into the young slut's mouth, making her swallow every salty drop.
"Yeah! Swallow that hot load, you little slut!" Dyson Tate muttered, slowly sawing his big meat in and out of Sabina's tight ass as he watched her slurp at Cyrus' spitting tool.
Cyrus groaned and flopped back on the water bed, gasping and sweat-soaked, a look of flushed satisfaction on his handsome face.
Sperm dribbled from the corners of Sabina's full red lips.
Dyson pulled his huge dick-log out of the girl's hot ass-hole.
He sprang off the bed.
The brawny construction worker strode over to an armchair by the door.
He sat in it, grinning insolently as he gripped his greasy dong in one hand and stared at Sabina with hot gray eyes.
"Get your sweet little ass over here, girl! You're gonna bounce up and down on your master's big cock now!" he commanded.
Sabina moaned, crawling forward weakly on the water bed.
The tamed bitch's entire body felt weak and ached all over.
But she was hungry for more abuse....
She craved it....
She had to obey him....
She LIVED to obey him....
She climbed off the bed and strolled over to him, her big, jutting breasts swaying sexily in the air.
"Squat on it, slut!" Dyson muttered. "Wrap that pussy around my dick!"
He pulled her forward.
Sabina climbed onto the chair.
She hooked her legs over the chair's arms and gripped Dyson's broad shoulders, slowly squatting in his lap.
Her head tilted back, her golden hair streaming down her back.
Sabina gave a long, choked sob of sheer ecstasy as her blazing, dripping cunt slowly sucked around inch after inch of Dyson's dong.
She sank down on it, screaming as she felt it totally stuff her.
She took it all.
She moaned in whorish passion, wiggling and bouncing in his lap.
"Uh huh! Ride up and down on it, bitch! Squeeze my cock with your wet cunt, you little whore!" the hairy stud growled.
He gripped her waist, lifting and dropping her, heaving upward with his hips and ramming his cock brutally up her hot cunt.
Moist squishy sounds came from the point where her pulpy pussy mouth milked greedily around his iron hard schlong.
Little broken cries and squeals flew from her lips as she rode him, her big tits flopping wildly up and down.
"O.K., bitch," Dyson grunted, lifting her up, his horse-meat squelching out of her tightly clenching pussy. "Now get down there and lick my hairy ass-hole!"
He pushed her down on her knees on the carpet floor in front of the chair.
He pulled up his legs, gripping himself behind the knees.
Instantly, his slut slave bent forward and licked his hairy ass cheeks, nuzzling her pretty face between them.
"Aaaaaaah yeah! That's good, baby! Lick that butt-hole clean!" Dyson groaned as she swirled the tip of her tongue round and round the crinkly rosette of his anus.
His big nuts were quivering and tightening with bestial excitement.
Suddenly, he lowered his legs and reached down, grabbing her hair.
He fisted his slimy dong and slapped it hard against her cheeks.
"Suck it! I'm gonna jerk off in your mouth, bitch!" he panted, sticking the mushroom cap of his dong between her lips.
Greedily, Sabina milked at the knob and the first two inches of his dick shaft.
Dyson moaned and panted, furiously pumping his fist up and down the remaining ten inches of his huge cock, staring down at the little bitch with smoldering gray eyes.
"Yeah! YEAH! Suck it! Take my LOAD, cunt! Awww, Muck! NNNNNNNGGGH!"
He threw back his head and groaned, his muscles bulging as his cock jerked wildly in his frantically pumping fingers.
Sabina gave a strangled sob as sizzling sperm exploded in her mouth again and again, filling out her cheeks, dribbling from the corners of her suckling lips.
She swallowed greedily, loving the hot, salty sperm which filled her belly....
The Tate brothers were lusty chaps.
They kept the little bitch working hard for the next three hours.
The fucked her silly, shooting five thick loads into her various bodily orifices.
And a week later, Sabina moved in with Dyson Tate and became his total slut slave.
She especially liked it when Dyson brought home his buddies and passed her around.
