"Ohhhh, please, please… don't… hurt… me," she stammered in between heavy breaths.
"Don't worry, honey. It's gonna feel real good," Chuck said, tearing away from the long wet kiss and flicking his tongue in her ear. He kissed her again, letting it trail off. Candy was panting, feeling so weak! His hands moved down and around all over her body, tracing over her every curve, finally stopping at the tie of her bikini bottom. She felt him fumbling, felt her mouth grow dry as cotton while her chest tightened until it hurt. This was it! Ohhh God, she was a slut, just the kind of girl her mother warned her against becoming!
"Oh!"
The tie came loose. Candy gasped as she felt the dampened silk sliding down, trailing over her small, boyish hips, floating down like a collapsed parachute to the carpeted floor. Gingerly Chuck moved his fingers over her furry, bloated cuntlips. The blonde girl shivered, pulled slightly away, then fell back against his chest once more. She hadn't known just how hot or wet she was. Now Candy realized! Oh God, what would he think of her? And what did it matter? At this point all Candy wanted to do was have that big man fuck her, make her feel loved, wanted, possessed!
"Here."
They moved together a few feet. Candy felt the large, brightly-lit room spinning around her. Everything was confusing, off balance. And then she realized he was lowering her onto the broad bench of one of the Nautilus machines. The soft, cool red plastic of the hamstring exerciser felt good against her hot butt!
"Man, I love your cunt," he breathed, standing in front of the machine, unfastening the pads on the leg rests, then moving in. "And I'm going to show you just how much I love it in a few seconds."
Chuck pulled the white t-shirt off his chest. Candy sucked in another ragged breath when she saw his well-developed chest and thick arms come into full view. Ohhh, he was perfect, something straight out of a body-builder's book! The girl sucked in air and pulled her ass back on the bench.
"It looks so soft… real nice and soft," he murmured, lowering his head, kissing her belly, licking the white flesh, making Candy cry out for air.
"Ohhhhh… God!"
"You want a fuck real bad. I've been watchin' you… watchin' you watchin' me and some of the other guys. You want it and don't want it, right?"
"Oh, please, don't ask me."
"Okay, I'll cut the psychology crap," Chuck said, shaking the sweat off his forehead and smiling down at her.
Chuck reached up and unfastened the tie of her bikini top. In a second Candy was completely naked, exposed to this big man!
"Nice tits… good, hard-nippled tits!" Chuck whispered to himself, his eyes widening with pleasure at the discovery.
"Oh God, yes, yes, oh yessss…" the young woman hissed between her clenched teeth. He had dropped his bead all the way down, his mouth opened, his bristly moustache brushing over her tits, tickling her nipples, making her cunt all the hotter. Candy raised her head slightly and looked down over her chest. She watched heavy-lidded as the young man licked one nipple, then the other, running his fingers over her thighs, stopping teasingly short of her juicing pussy. Every nave ending in her body was standing on edge, singing with electric sexuality!
And then Chuck was tonguing her lips her chin, her eyelids, moving back to her nipples. Suddenly the young man sucked in one hard tit-tip, flicking his tongue over the rubbery nub while sucking hard. Candy cried out, clenching her fingers into two fists and beating them against the instructor's back while wallowing her shoulders against the plastic-covered workbench. Her hot flesh squeaked noisily over the padding, oiled by continually flowing sweat. And Chuck kept on sucking until his cheeks caved in against his teeth. Candy could feel his front teeth teasingly biting down on her nipple while one hand moved up to her other tit, milking the white resilient flesh. Candy felt her cunt muscles cramping, buckling, making her hot little pussy tense, eager for dickmeat! Something dark, instinctive, older than so-called Western civilization had taken over the petite blonde teenager!
"Okay, now you're gonna see somethin' that's gonna make your eyes pop!"
Chuck pulled away, a strange smile crossing his face. Dropping hands the stud pulled open his pants. The swell of his hot dickmeat inside bulged as he inched his pants down. Oh God, she could see his long thick cock outlined even more sharply against the white cotton of his jockey shorts! It was jerking, actually moving as he hooked his fingers around the elastic waistband and pushed them down.
"Ohhhhhh!"
Candy shrank back a little when the huge cock bobbed up. It was way bigger than anything she'd ever seen in those sex-education books! It was so thick, and at least nine inches long, ending in a large bulb-like protrusion that was a darker color than the thickly-veined shaft. As she watched die thing grew even fuller of trapped blood, Candy tried to guess the width across the head. It seemed broader than two inches. Oh, it was far too big for it to fit into her virgin cunt! No, he couldn't fuck her with that thing without tearing something!
"Oh Candy, this is gonna feel real nice inside you," Chuck moaned, stepping out of his shorts.
Candy's eyes widened, watching that big, horse-like thing sway with every step the big man took. No, he had to be crazy to think he could fuck her with that!
"No, no, you'll hurt me!" she whined, scooting back on the wet plastic padding while keeping both eyes focused on the instructor's prong. His balls were so big, so hairy! They rolled forward as he pressed his knees on the machine and started inching toward the retreating teenager.
"I'll be careful, honey. Don't worry, nobody ever died from a fucking," Chuck said, laughing lightly.
Candy saw nothing to joke about. She crawled backward on the bench. Ohhhh, how invitingly his cock swayed from his groin!
"We can't… fuck!" Candy cried. Chuck had reached forward and laid his paw-like hands on her thighs, keeping her from sliding back any farther. The girl struggled, jerking her head back, crying out. But Chuck ignored her pleas, dropping his face in the thicket of her furry pussy. "OHHHH!" What was he doing? Oh God, he was kissing her cuntlips, sticking his tongue out and trailing the tip along her hot, rubbery pussylips. That was wrong, sick, perverted! A man was never to do something like that! But ohhhh, how the air was filled with her shivery moans and how her buttocks moved over the sweat-slick padding, squeaking back and forth as Chuck growled and started licking into her cunt, gouging the slick folded membranes with his tongue, caressing the tense, cramping snatch muscles until they slowly relaxed.
Candy was flexing her thighs, rubbing them against the unshaven cheeks of the gym instructor. The sensitive places between her toes tingled strangely while a whirling knot of sexual hunger grew in her belly. Her flesh grew hot and wet while a strange chilly fever raced through her pussy! What was this man doing to her?
She was opening herself up to him, inching back her knees, moaning like a bitch in heat as she felt and even heard her cuntlips unstick and peel back! She was being fucked with his tongue, feeling his teeth deliciously gouging her inner cuntlips. How could he do something like that so deep? In and out, in and out, it was almost the way it was when she played with herself late at night in the privacy of her bedroom. But this was so much better! Chuck was so handsome, so masculine, and his licking was driving her crazy!
"Uhhhhhhh!"
Tiny explosions seemed to go off in her head and cunt. She squirmed on the wet, bench padding, shoving her hot cuntal folds hard against his lips. Yes, yes, she was going wild, feeling things she thought were impossible to feel! Ohhh, her mother was so wrong when she'd warned her against men, against having them take advantage of her! It was so good… so very, very good!