Heidi sucked in her breath. "You know what," she said. "It's not right the way you're making love."
"Love my ass," he laughed. "I'm eating your pussy."
Heidi felt the long, thin muscles in her thighs go slack and her legs almost buckled. She was uncomfortably aware of the sticky jam between her butt cheeks. It feels so slimy and disgusting, she thought. Heidi looked down with mounting dread at Bert's cherubic face and realized he wasn't finished. Which meant she wasn't finished. She gave a tiny shudder and wished with all her heart that she would come.
As if reading her mind, Bert ran a soft hand up the inside of her wobbly thigh. Heidi gasped when his fingers slipped through the pasty spread of jam and lodged in the matted hair covering her ass crack.
"I've just started," he laughed.
Her legs drooped and a tiny voice kept whispering over and over, "Oh my God, he's crazy!" She tasted the acid tang of fear in her mouth. Boxed in, with no place to run, Heidi froze up, the panic which hovered at the edge of her brain slowly creeping up on her.
"Don't get any ideas," Bert sneered.
"Please," she croaked, her voice almost cracking. Her flesh seemed beyond her control as fear crept into her brain like an awful malignancy and shook whatever remained of her reason.
She was stretched out like a side of beef. Heidi was powerless to move. Maybe if I go along with him, she thought, then he'll hurry.
Her stomach seized up and she bit down hard on her back teeth. The bitter taste of bile flooded her mouth. Between her legs, wandered Bert's hand. It made a gross sucking sound slipping through the jam. His laughter only made things worse and Heidi promised that once he was finished, she would never come back to his house. Never!
Bert licked his lips loudly. He knew the effect his sexual powers had on Heidi, he could feel her tremble in her thighs. Her rump cheeks trembled too, though it was the girl's fear that made them flutter like the wings of a butterfly. He circled her tight sphincter muscle and chuckled as her butt tightened up like a clam shell.
"Baby," he began, "I bet when you were sucking the jam off my cock, you never dreamed I'd fuck your asshole!" To prove his point, he pushed his finger into the ring of bunched muscles.
"Oh!" Heidi cried with a start. She felt a stab of pain followed by a searing, burning sensation. She arched her butt but he followed her movement with a thrust of his hand and her anus exploded like a firecracker. His finger burned a blow torch in her virgin hole.
Another Vietnam trick that worked well on chicks. Bert had no intention of ass fucking Heidi. But once his finger met the soft, sucking flesh of her channel, he gave it a second thought. His cock rose like a flagpole between his legs, ready to fuck something. Her twat was moist and soft from his tongue, but her asshole wasn't.
His finger went into her with a popping noise and by jamming her backside, he made Heidi hump instinctively against him. Maybe that's what the bitch needs, he thought. A good fuck in the ass would straighten the bitch out. He pictured her soft buttocks cheeks humping up and down while he fed hot jam into her sphincter; feeding it into her butt until she screamed and groveled, until she yelled with pain and finally gave in to his craving desires.
"You'd like a little ass fucking, wouldn't you?" he laughed. She'd never admit it; no woman would. Besides as nice as her asshole was, her cunt was better, at least for now. He popped his finger free and rising up on his knees, Bert clutched her butt cheeks and held her soft, wetting pussy before the wedge-shaped face of his cock. He looked at the terrified stewardess and saw the tears suffused in her eyes. Fear had made pinpoints of her eyes, a good sign and he laughed once more. She was so shit-fuck scared, he mused that she'd do anything to satisfy him.
Abruptly, he pushed her head down and got behind her. "How's dog style, lover," he said, rubbing her butt. "I never fuck you from behind, have I?"
"Oh, please, I can't," she cried, the tears trickling down her cheeks. "I-I-I can't do this awful thing for you."
Bert pulled her hips backward, parting her cunt lips. Kneeling into the V of her thighs, his dick pressed tightly against her greasy crease, he listened for her whimper. And when it came, a mournful eerie noise, the sound of defeat and humiliation, he pushed his hips forward and in one swift movement, drove his cock through the swollen lips of her cunt.
"Aaaaiiiieee!" Heidi screamed. Her sphincter shrank down tight as a nut and her belly quivered with fear. At first she could not believe his long tube of sex was in her cunt. Her hips went back against his body and then forward, dragging his limber fuck-stick in and out. A spastic wave of pleasure flooded her womb. It glowed hotter and hotter until her cunt was consumed with a vibrating, quivering throb, it flared, grew hotter and finally exploded in a jolting orgasm.
"Ah! Ah!! Ahhhh!" she screamed, her urgent screams mixing with the slap, slap, slapping of flesh hitting flesh.
He grabbed her thighs and drove twelve inches of cock into her weeping slit. He entered her sleeve smooth as butter. Ah, God, she was hot. Her channel fluttered and flapped sucking the dick that was fed into her honey pot. His prick, lanky and thick as a garden hose shimmied in her wetness. Bert screamed in her ear at the height of her come. "Not through, baby, here's something else."
Heidi could not imagine, could not think of what he meant. Joy soared through her crease rippling like fire and ice through her veins. She hunched back and forth like a donkey. She grunted with animal delight as her cunt gripped his swollen tip, milking the shaft with wondrous glee. She did not feel him rooting between her flapping thighs, arid when she did it was too late. Because Bert had jammed his finger into the tight knot of her bunghple!
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!!"
Her wrinkled sphincter had gone loose from the wonderful joys of his tongue teasing her cunt and the thrust of something hard and long into her virgin butt hurt like hell. She felt an explosion of pain, the hot flash of penetration and she screamed. He was thick and big and terrifying in her butt; a freshly lit flare rammed through her backside, the molten phosphate burning and ripping inside her. Bert jammed his finger in up to the second knuckle, twisted around and around like a corkscrew, then retreated, leaving her channel with a popping noise.
"Fuck, baby, fuck!" he shouted, pulling her cunt down on his cock. The wrinkled sleeve of her cunt shrunk around his pole, milking and sucking his glans. His fingers greedily found her breasts, now firm as plastic cones and holding her tight, he rode Heidi's fucking body like a wild mare.
It was good and wonderful. His balls had never been so hot. Heidi's sweat-slick sex vibrated his dick. The thick cream churned up into his fuck wand. He tried to imagine Heidi dressed in her cute airline uniform swinging her hips seductively as she walked down the aisle serving coffee. Bert knew her as the scared, naked, nympho who loved her sex hot and heavy. Now she had it, more sex than she could handle, and it set her body off like a cheap Japanese alarm clock.
"Beg, you cunt," he screamed. "Beg for my cum!"
Pain savaged the girl's face. Tears flowed from her eyes in tiny rivulets down her face. Her throat was clogged with phlegm and when she spoke, her tiny voice quavered.
"Oh, please, do it… do it now," she moaned.
It was said like a confession, an act of contrition. She had come twice against her will and her loins ached for a third. She couldn't control him, the seared throbbing flesh of her asshole was testament to that. She couldn't control Bert like she could those neurotic pantywaists she picked up on her flights around the world.
Her will and defiance drained out with the first contraction of her vagina. She had broken under the strain, but that was not enough satisfaction for Bert. He wanted to break her again and again until no one could put the pieces back together. The bastard was the devil himself. Bert wanted more than sex; he wanted the core of her being, that tiny, locked-up part of her that made her a woman.