"Nhhooooo!"
He put his juice-smeared hand up before her face. She stared at it in a daze. Then he wiped her own sexy wetness across her upper lip and back across her cheeks. The heavy odor made her give a cry of lust.
"Feel it again?" her uncle asked, rubbing his cock up between her pussy lips again. She wiggled, hands bound tightly to the clothes hook above her head. Then he was pushing upwards. Pushing hard. Her blonde curls were plastered back and her inner lining puffed out from the excitement she felt. She could tell that she was somehow fitting down around her uncle's huge cock. She wasn't really fucked yet, but her hole was stretching, her clasping folds covering more and more cockflesh. As Mitch kept getting under her more, lifting her, she knew that her weight would do the rest. If he lifted her very far up that wall, she couldn't brace herself on anything to keep from being skewered. "Ohhh, it's gonna go in!" she babbled. "I can feel it tearing me!"
"You have a tough little cherry," her uncle whispered, biting her earlobe hungrily. "But it'll be better to get rid of the damned thing."
"Ohhh, God, Mitch, I'm scared."
"And you want it too, don't you? You want to get fucked."
"Yes! I mean, no!" She gulped and tried to think straight. Her body tingled and glowed. She felt almost like she was floating. Even her wrists didn't hurt anymore where Mitch had tied them. She dangled from the hook, her uncle's cock wedging itself deeper with every passing second.
"Stop! You'll get me pregnant!"
"No chance. I had my cords cut. That way I can play around with my young niece as much as I want and she won't have to worry." Alice was sure he was lying to her.
"Ohhh, it's hurting. I can feel my hole getting bigger." And then there was a tearing sensation and she felt her own weight pressing her down, down over the head of her uncle's big prick. Her pussy dripped blood. The hot rivulet went down one thigh and puddled at her toes where she tried to hold herself up. Mitch growled with victory and grabbed her slender body. His big arms crushed the air from her chest and her breasts flattened against him. She let her head flop to the side as he ate at her neck and chin. Then his hips gave an animal-like lunge and she opened her mouth to scream. No scream came. Instead she let out a shuddering whimper as Mitch's cock penetrated her at least six inches. He gave another little jerk and it went in another two. She quivered there, stuck on that hot, stiff thing!
"Ho, whuuuuhhh, Mitch!"
"You got it baby, you got it all!"
"Uhhhhh!"
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Hurts. Hurts!"
"But it feels good too."
"Yehhhssss. Feels good. Feels soooo good!" She kissed him back then, let him suck her hot tongue. He was holding her up enough so that her weight wasn't on her arms. She just sagged back against the wall as he thrust and bit her neck and took her up and up on a winding spiral of lust delight. The friction, the hurt was good. She could feel the hot, hard rub of his prick inside her. She could feel her fresh wound being tortured by his hugeness. But the pain added somehow to her feeling of pleasure. It was pleasure without doubt. It made her want to bite him back. And Alice did. She bit his shoulder until he winced and found her mouth with his and pushed his tongue almost to the back of her throat. Then he was butting her with his body, banging her ass against the back of the booth.
"Yuhhh, ohhhh nice! Nice, Mitch, good, Mitch. Ohhhhh, shit, fuck me!"
"That's the way baby," he grunted, giving her his cock until she felt a stretching tingle way up inside her belly. He was pressed against the mouth of her womb now! She was really getting fucked good.
"Faster Mitch! Ohhhhh do it to me faster!"
Now her legs weren't just hanging limply to the floor. Her muscles hardened and she lifted them up and hooked them over her uncle's hips. Then she scissors her ankles and squeezed, using this position to hold herself up some. Her ass was free to work and she worked it like crazy. She could feel that rigid shaft stuffed so deeply into her soft insides. Her hole still ached from the terrible stretching and her hymen leaked a continuous drip of blood. But the pleasure was wiping out most of the pain. Whatever hurt was left, Alice couldn't bother to pay attention to. She let her bottom jerk and wriggle as she stripped her uncle's prick by riding up and down with her pussy. She pulled against the hook where her wrists were still tied, lifting herself until only the throbbing glans was still embedded inside her lips. Then with a breathless whimper she made circles with her ass as she let herself down again.
"Alice. Ohhh, baby, that's fantastic!"
"Uhhhhh, Mitch, I'm about to lose my mind!"
"Get up high again, sweetheart. Yeah! Like that!" He lurched upwards, trying to fuck her deeper but she held herself just out of reach. Only his cocktip sucked and pressed at the clasped opening of her vagina. Then again she let him have an inch, two inches, four inches. He grunted with want and she quickly pulled it away from him.
"Give! Give to Mitch!"
"You want it awful bad."
"I sure do!" He pulled at her slim hips and smothered his groan between her plump, warm tits.
She let her head fall back against the wall as he sucked a nipple between his teeth and began to chew it gingerly. But she held her pussy high, smiling at the way her uncle was trying to climb the thin wall of the booth to get to her. Her arms trembled to hold her weight and she kept her legs tightly wound around his waist. He gave another lunge and the hook came out of the wall with a ripping sound. She let her arms fall around his neck. Her wrists were still bound as they crashed backwards against the door. Mitch unlocked it and they were suddenly spinning before a set of minors.
"Oh look at us!" Alice squealed, as excited by her own reflection as she was by her uncle's. The blood that leaked down her white skin seemed to add to the sexuality of the scene. She hugged him and let herself slip weakly down again. His cock went into her swollen pussy an inch at a time and Alice, rested her chin on her uncle's shoulder and watched in one of the big mirrors as the juices spread down into his balls and cock hair. There was a slippery sound as he went in to the hilt. Then she pumped frantically and closed her eyes, as her climax shot through her like a fiery arrow.
"It's getting tighter," Mitch whispered. "God Alice, it's really closing down. It's about to squeeze the jizz right out of me!"
"Oh, let it come!" she babbled. "Let it spurt real deep!"
And something was spurting. She could feel the spasms that rode up his shaft with each fountain of hat own. Then there was liquid squirting out from her cunt. It was creamy and slick and it went down her leg to mingle with the blood. She kissed her uncle's mouth so hard that she tasted blood. He crushed her in his big arms and they sank to the carpet to pump and fight each other in the throes of orgasm. Alice could hear them as if she were watching from another spot outside her own body. She knew it must sound like a couple of animals going at it. She didn't care what they sounded like. Her uncle's big cock was sliding in and out of her pussy. The itchy goodness spread and exploded and spread again to explode even more fantastically. Her body was wracked with an ecstatic convulsion that hardly let her breathe. She was dizzy, almost passing out. She couldn't bother with any other thought than what was happening to her at that exact moment! The heavy slap of Mitch's balls against the underside of her ass. The hot roughness of his mouth smothering hers. The spearing thickness that threatened to tear her in two! And all of it peaked finally into the last upward spiral of pleasure. Alice opened her mouth and screamed.
"Baby, baby," Mitch grunted, still plunging at her. Alice screamed again. And then everything blacked out.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Margaret started to light a cigarette but decided she really didn't want the damned thing. She was looking out over the trees behind the house. It was a peaceful summer evening. At least out there it was. Behind her Billy stalked back and forth in the room. It was the first time she'd ever seen him really drink hard at anything. And even though it was just a beer can be held, he seemed to be going at it somewhat awkwardly. Margaret would have been more amused if it weren't for the uncertainty, which had suddenly engulfed everything.