The dildo was all the way in.
The penetration was complete.
The little black haired girl felt as if she were impaled on that dildo, as if it were going all the way through her.
Her pussy was stuffed to the brim when Sandy said, "Fuck me. Fuck me very hard. Please."
CHAPTER THREE
Roberta Jean Richardson waited for what seemed to the little girl like a very long time before she began to pull upward with her ass muscles.
Much to Sandy's chagrin, the beautiful blonde woman withdrew every bit as slowly as she had initially penetrated – a fraction of an inch at a time.
Sandy could feel her inner cunt lips being pulled away from the rest of her poontang flesh by the girth of Miss Richardson's dildo.
Sandy could tell that Miss Richardson was not going to stop withdrawing the rubber pole until it was almost all the way out of her cunt.
The rubber pole was now slippery with the juices from inside Sandy's quim. The little girl could look between their bodies and watch the dildo.
Indeed, Miss Richardson didn't stop pulling up until just the tip of the dildo remained inside Sandy's cunt – just enough to keep the lips pried open.
The older woman then took another deep breath, grunted out the air, and stabbed down as hard as she could with her feminine lower torso.
Miss Richardson drove the entire length of the ersatz tool into Sandy's dripping pussy in one fell swoop. Sandy's cunt made a farting noise.
Gas and moisture was forced from the erotic passageway by the sudden violation. Sandy's dark eyes opened very widely at that moment.
Sandy's eyes opened so wide that the whites were visible all the way around the pupils. She could feel pressure behind her lovely orbs.
There was a frightening moment or two when the little girl thought her eyeballs were going to come popping right out of their bone sockets.
Not a very pretty picture – but obviously that did not happen. In retrospect Sandy would realize that she was more shocked than hurt by the brutal violation of her cunt.
Sandy had simply been unaware that her cunt could go from completely empty to completely full with that kind of extraordinary rapidity.
Once again the little girl could feel the tip of the ebony pole smacking hard against the dimpled mouth of her aching womb. She moaned loudly.
Sandy could feel a fresh lightning bolt of liquid pleasure ripping through her – this one even more intense than the first one she felt.
Miss Richardson kept the entire length of the dildo inside the little girl's pussy. She ground her clitoris against the little rubber bumps at the base of her spurious dong.
Miss Richardson began to fuck the little girl with a smooth steady motion. She moved her hips from side to side almost as much as she moved them up and down.
Miss Richardson was using the tip of the dildo as a probe to explore the little girl's internal tissues. Sandy felt as if she were being gloriously fucked.
Miss Richardson could tell by the expression of bliss on the little girl's face that Sandy had forgotten how much she had hurt her before. Miss Richardson could tell that all was forgiven. Sandy's pleasure was making her earlier discomfort more than worthwhile. Sandy no longer cared that she was roped to the bed like a Christmas turkey.
Miss Richardson started out fucking the little girl with a smooth steady motion that was very slow. But the beautiful blonde counselor steadily increased the pace of her fucking motion as she proceeded.
Miss Richardson continued to use the entire length of the dildo – always pulling almost all the way out before stabbing completely back inside.
Miss Richardson could tell by the sounds the little girl was making, and by the way she was breathing, that Sandy was very close to orgasm. This was quite true. Sandy could tell that Miss Richardson was not going to have to fuck for much longer before she would come blissfully.
Miss Richardson let out a loud grunt and stabbed into that pink hole very hard. That was enough to tip the little girl over the edge.
Sandy could feel herself toppling off that magic cliff, falling, falling, falling into the bottomless abyss of her wonderfully feminine sensations.
Miss Richardson could feel her own sexual arousal growing as she continued to rub her love button against the base of the pole as she fucked.
Miss Richardson could feel the intensity of her horniness getting a little bit more intense every time she pushed downward with her lower torso.
Sandy could feel her massive pleasure ripping upward inside her body from her cunt to her brain. "Ccccoooommmmiiiinnng!" she screamed.
Sandy found that her orgasm was very sharp but rather short. That didn't bother the little girl, however, as she knew that her pleasure was not yet through.
The pretty little girl could tell that her deep-vaginal come had done nothing to suppress her urge to fuck. It enhanced her urge to hump.
If anything, Sandy realized, she wanted that pole inside her cunt more after her come than before it. She could tell that she was going to climax more than once.
As Miss Richardson steady picked up the pace of her in and out fucking motion, Sandy began to suspect she was going to come more times than she could possibly count.
"You are going to make me come again!Oh! Oh! Oh! Miss Richardson! Miss Richardson! You are going to make me come again and again!"
Sandy was feeling hysterical. She could hear the wet fucking sounds her cunt was making as the black rubber pole moved in and out faster and faster.
Squish-squash.
Squish-squash.
Squish squash.
The dildo was so thick that Sandy could feel the top of the rubber shaft rubbing directly against her swollen little man in the boat.
Sandy could feel her fiery bulb of hypersensitive tissue being battered back and forth by the movement of the relentless ersatz dick.
Sandy's love button was being battered back and forth rhythmically – like a punching bag being worked over by a particularly talented boxer.
The little girl could feel herself snapping off her second orgasm and she screamed again. This was followed quite quickly by her third come.
Sandy stopped counting after three. Numbers were no longer important to the little Italian girl. Only the intensity of her sensations held any significance.
Besides, Sandy would later figure, she would not have been able to count all of her orgasms even if she had been in the mood to try.
Her comes were snapping off at a frightening rate – so that it was becoming increasingly difficult for the little girl to tell them apart.
It got to the point where the final convulsion of one come coincided with the initial spasm of the following climax. Her mind was reeling.
Her orgasms became all but indistinguishable. She felt as if she were having one long continuous come rather than a bunch of shorter climaxes strung together. "I can't stop coming! Oh God! Oh God! I am going to die! I can't stop coming! Miss Richardson! You are going to make me come until I die!"
Under ordinary circumstances, Sandy would know when a fuck was about to end, because she would be able to feel her man's cock getting ready to spurt.
As it was she had no idea when the fuck would end. As far as Sandy knew, the older woman was going to fuck forever. She figured the inside of her cunt was going to be rubbed raw by the humping dildo.
It came completely as a surprise to Sandy when the beautiful blonde woman rammed the entire length of the dildo inside her and kept it there.
There had been a last minute flurry of the woman's hips. During the final stages of the fuck the woman was moving her ass up and down so fast that the cheeks were a blur to the naked eye.