The lushly built blonde felt tremors of anticipation. Dick's long ram had thrilled her, and Thor's must have been bigger still. Her soft, creamy white tits swelled with each anxious breath she took. Dark, leathery nipples tensed and burrowed into the deep, tawny red pelt of a fox tacked to the wall in front of her. The silky caress of fur made her tingle. She pressed herself against it and swayed side-to-side, breathing a dreamy sigh.
Tracy stood frozen, eyes locked on Thor's hammerhead cock. It was fully hard now, throbbing and twitching with restless desire. The tangle of veins along the shaft pulsed and gorged the big knob with blood. The cum slit quivering at the very tip looked almost as large as her cunt. She hated the thought of what that awful thing would do inside her.
Thor dropped to his knees and unlaced her boots. He slipped them off and then removed her heavy wool socks. The skin of his gnarled hands felt like sandpaper as it scraped across her ankles. He laughed at how the rough touch made her cringe.
Reaching up, he gripped the waist of her snug ski suit and eased it down, letting his long fingers drag on the smooth taper of her delicate legs. Tracy felt sparks shoot up her legs into the V of her crotch.
Only her sleek black panties remained. Thor leaned forward and snagged the waistband with his broken teeth. The coarse mat of his mustache scratched on her belly and down to the auburn-haired mound of her pussy.
Tracy arched back, grinding her ass against the wall. Sleek, dark mink brushed her backside, a sensuous pleasure. In front, it felt more like she was being scrubbed with steel wool. Thor's beard was thick and rough, and she felt it scrape when he stretched his mouth wide to devour her naked pussy slit.
His big tongue lapped up and down on her puffed outer lips, parting them with steady pressure. Tracy groaned, choking back a scream of disgust. But at the same time, she felt the damp warmth of honey welling up inside.
She hated the huge man and detested the lash of his hungry tongue, but it reached and twitched nerves that her conscious mind could not control. Thor caught the scent of steaming vapors rising from the mouth of her cunt.
"You like that, don't you? The haughty bitch loves having her pussy sucked."
She avoided a direct answer. What she might say or what she really thought didn't matter any more. Her cunt was heating up, betraying her. Thor's rasping tongue felt like it was spitting fire. Tracy growled.
Thor found her clit and lifted it with his tongue, hooking and sliding as he circled her slick little nub. Tracy threw back her head and let out a long wail, a mix of angry frustration and raging desire.
Karina shivered, struck dumb by the way her mother was bucking her hips, writhing and jamming her pussy at the spear of Thor's tongue. She couldn't imagine her mother enjoying what he was doing to her, but it was obvious that she did. The girl felt sick. She didn't want to watch any more, but she could not turn her head away.
"This pussy's been fucked," Thor said, smacking his lips. "And not too long ago."
"Yes, by my husband. Last night." She let that trail off, still clinging to the vague hope that he could find the cabin, that he would use the rifle and avenge the abuse she was suffering now.
"Well, that don't matter. You ain't felt nuthin' until you feel the hammer of Thor!"
"Let me suck it. Let me swallow the whole thing."
"No need. I'm plenty hot right now. Maybe later, after I've popped your daughter's cherry. Then I'll let you suck and lick her sweet juices off my cock."
Tracy cringed when she thought about that, but his tongue was still running in tight circles around the bud of her clit. Her sultry oils bubbled and dripped down her legs. "Fuck me first. Let me show what a real woman can do."
"I guess it's about time at that." Thor dragged his hands down her thighs, smearing the slick flow to a thin glossy film. Breathing deep of her rich, tangy scent, he stood up.
Tracy edged back, gazing down at his giant cock. She clamped her eyes shut and bit hard on her lips to hold back a scream. Sucking her cunt had swollen it longer and harder than before. Her ass felt the delicate softness of mink. Her cunt felt the pressure of Thor's mighty cock.
"I want it, you bastard! I don't care how big and hard it is. Fuck me! Stick it all in." Tracy swiveled her ass around, hoping to enlarge her pink-lipped cunt hole.
The soft wet mouth of her pussy felt strained already. Burning pressure made her gut feel like a boiler about to explode. She tossed one last nervous glance at the locked door, hoping and praying that Dick might crash through. But she heard only the mournful howling of the blizzard outside.
Thor capped his hands on the cheeks of her ass, hooking his fingers as he lifted her up. "You're too damn small to fuck proper standing on your feet," he explained.
At least that took the strain off her shackled wrists. She felt a warm rush of relief as the circulation went rushing back to her fingertips. Thor lifted her chest high, spreading her legs. His cock lanced up at a sharp angle below, its bulged head still wedged in the taut grip of her cunt.
She hooked her legs around him and clamped in a scissor grip, both dreading and craving the moment when he let her down on that stiff cock.
"You ready, cunt?"
"Y-y-yes, I'm ready. Let me have it. Drive it in. Beat my pussy with the hammer of – Thaaaagggghhh!"
He dropped her without warning. Tracy felt the big knob stab into her slender cunt tube. It made her pussy walls bulge as it passed and started convulsive waves of pain that rippled down the length of his prickshaft.
"Oh, God! Gruuunnngh! Haaagggh! I can't stand it! Lift me up! I can't take it all at once."
Thor lifted her, only to savor the joy of dropping her on his cock again. He loved the wet, gushing noise it made sliding in. He loved the clinging ripples of shuddering cunt muscle. He dropped her again.
"Hhhooo!" This time it didn't hurt quite so much. The swollen head sank deep, spreading the sinewy walls of her cunt cave until her full weight rested on the root of his cock. "Oh, shit! It's like being fucked by a shovel handle! I love it! I love your big-knobbed prick!"
Tracy clenched her legs and ground her pussy around on the hilt of his cock, raking her clit through his coarse muff of hair. Blazing jolts ran up her back. Spasms of fierce, raw pleasure flowed to her toes. She tossed her head in thankful agony and cried, "Again! Faster. Lift me, drop me. Get cruel! Oh, fuck my cunt. Rip it! Screw it. Make my pussy bleed!"
"No, it's your daughter who's going to do that," Thor said.
"You bastard! I won't let you. I want your cock all to myself. I want to fuck on your big prick all night. I want it in me for a week!"
Her hips jerked violently back and forth. She had to feel the straining tension of that huge cock sliding back and forth. It had nothing to do with sparing Karina now. She just wanted to fuck. She wanted to feel heat where even Dick's big cock had never reached.
Thor responded with a deep grunt and thrust with his hips, slamming her ass against the wall, fucking into her as hard and fast as he could. "More!" she begged. "More!"
He grinned, jamming and twisting his hammerhead cock. Searing muscles ringed the whole shaft. Wet, slithering friction pulsed with wave-like motions, running up and down. It was by far the best fuck he'd enjoyed in a long time.
And it had been too damn long. That was the hell of long, lonely winters in the high country. He meant to make up for all that now. "I'm going to fuck and fuck and fuck!" he roared, ramming in hard each time he said the word.
"Yes! Oh, God… yes! Fuck me. Make my pussy ache. Set it on fire, then spray me with your cum!"