"You aren't going to try to get that whole thing inside me are you?" Sandy said with a trembling in her voice.
"I told you I was going to give you a fucking that you will never forget," Miss Richardson said.
"But you will tear me apart if you try to fuck me with something that big," Sandy said. She was close to panic.
"Yeah, but what a way to go!"
"Please have mercy on me."
"I don't know the meaning of the word."
"Oh Lord, I'm in trouble now."
"I think that most of your fright is in vain. You are not exactly a virgin, you know. Besides, your pussy is more elastic than you give it credit for."
"I hope so."
"Have you ever heard of anyone who was fucked to death?"
"No."
"Well, there you go. You are only going to make it worse for yourself if you get all tight with fear."
"You tie me up and threaten to beat the shit out of me and then tell me not to be afraid?" Sandy said.
"Absolutely. You should be trying to have a good time. You should be concentrating on enjoying yourself."
"You are crazy."
"Perhaps."
Sandy noticed that there were elastic straps at the base of the dildo. These were there so that Miss Richardson could strap the fake dong on, and wear it as if it were a real cock.
Miss Richardson pointed out that there were little rubber bumps on the base of the dildo. These would fit snug over the woman's clit when she strapped that ersatz prick on.
The little bumps on the base of the dildo reminded the bound Italian girl of the bumps one might expect to find on the surface of a ping pong paddle.
Miss Richardson put the dildo on. As she leaned forward at the waist Sandy could see her breasts grow larger. Miss Richardson's tits always did that when the force of gravity was in their favor.
When she had the dildo on, standing at attention before her loins, the tip pointing slightly upward, she began to march around the room. Sandy noticed that her gait had become increasingly masculine.
Miss Richardson prowled the bedroom waving her shoulders from side to side, rather than her hips like usual. The little girl tried to imagine how deep inside her lower belly the tip of that rubber pole would have to push before her inner cunt lips had the honor of gripping the spurious dick at the hilt.
Hell, she tried to imagine her inner cunt lips opening up far enough to take just the molded head of that humongous dildo. But it was no use. Her imagination failed to conjure either image. One thing was for sure, Sandy knew that her pussy was going to be forced to stretch – both length-wise and width-wise – further than it had ever been asked to stretch before, and that was saying something considering the number of boys the little girl had allowed to fuck her.
Miss Richardson got up on the bed. She was kneeling with her back straight. Her knees were close together, both in between Sandy's forced-open thighs. The tip of the dildo bounced up and down a little bit.
"Please be gentle," Sandy said with a whimper. The woman then leaned forward so that she was on all fours. Her palms were flat on the bedspread beside both of Sandy's underarms.
"Don't be silly. I fully intend to fuck you as hard and fast as I possibly can," Miss Richardson said with a small, sadistic laugh. Her fingers were parted on the bed. Sandy was starting to sweat.
A combination of hot sweat – the steamy sweat of her sexual exertion – and cold sweat – the icy perspiration of her terror – oozed out of all of the pores on her delicious and diminutive body. Her pussy was getting very wet.
Sandy could feel the many fold of mucous membrane in between her thighs tingling wildly. Indeed, her poontang flesh felt as if it had suddenly developed a mind of its own.
Miss Richardson kicked her long legs out behind her – keeping her feet close together – so that she was up on her toes looking as if she were about to do a series of push-ups on top of the bound raven haired beauty.
The beautiful blonde woman supported the weight of her upper body with her left arm exclusively and reached back with her right hand. Miss Richardson made a tight fist around the base of the dildo.
The high school counselor gave the ersatz dick a couple of quick squeezes – as if it were a real dick and she were making sure it was fully erect. She moaned as if those little squeezes were actually giving her pleasure.
The beautiful blonde woman then used her right hand to guide the tip of that huge dildo in between the little girl's legs. Sandy could feel the rubber tip touching her little man in the boat.
Miss Richardson rubbed Sandy's clitoris in a small sensuous circle. The bound beauty could feel her arousal getting worse by the second. There was an itch deep inside her cunt now that was demanding to be scratched.
Then Miss Richardson rubbed the blunt tip of the spurious dong up and down the entire length of the little girl's cunt slash. Sandy moaned with delight at that stroke. Miss Richardson was covering the molded head of the dildo with a liberal layer of natural lubrication.
Miss Richardson knew that the initial penetration of the little girl's cunt would demand less work on her part if the tip of the rubber pole was all wet and slippery with the nectar from Sandy's oozing cooze.
Miss Richardson then moved the tip of the dildo down to the base of Sandy's cunt, to the mouth of her eager fuck hole, in between her protruding and slightly curled-back inner poontang lips.
Miss Richardson then moved the round cheeks of her ass back a few inches. She wanted the stalk of the rubber lance to be at the appropriate angle for deep-vaginal penetration. She tensed the muscles in her ass cheeks and pressed her buttocks together as tightly as she could.
She began to push.
"Loosen up!"
"I'm trying!"
"Concentrate on nothing but relaxing your pussy muscles."
Sandy did as she was told – although there was a time when she believed they were attempting something that was physically impossible.
Sandy feared that they were attempting to put a square peg in a round hole. Her pussy was too tight and that log of rubber was too thick.
It was as if the beautiful blonde woman were attempting to fuck her with a baseball bat. Miss Richardson knew what was needed to get things started.
A little brute force was in order. Luckily, brute force was one of those things of which Roberta Jean Richardson had plenty. She took a deep breath.
Miss Richardson completely filled her lungs with air. She then grunted out all of the air at once and drove downward with her feminine lower torso.
Things began to happen rapidly. The little girl could feel her pussy being stretched into a gaping mouth. Her cunt opened further than it ever had.
She could feel the mucous membranes stretching taut. Sandy figured that her cunt really would have torn open had that rubber pole been a fraction of an inch greater in girth.
Miss Richardson began to push downward with a smooth steady pressure, pushing the tip of the dildo deeper inside Sandy's cunt a millimeter at a time.
Sandy could feel the focal point of her womanly desire shifting from her clit to a spot inside her cunt, very close to the mouth of her womb.
Sandy could tell that something wonderful was going to happen inside her body when the tip of the ersatz dick touched that magic spot.
Smack! The dildo whacked the cervix very hard – and the little girl could feel a lightning bolt of pleasure shooting up and down her spine.
The lightning bolt started at her tailbone, shot up to the base of her skull, lingered, and then returned to her molten honey pot.
Sandy could feel the tip of the black rubber dildo touching the back wail of her cunt – and she found this particularly thrilling because she knew there were still several inches of rubber remaining to be inserted at the base of the dildo shaft.
Sandy knew precisely how far she was going to have to stretch to take the whole dong at that point – and she knew she was up to the task. Miss Richardson had to grunt to get the last few inches inside.