Bill kneaded the base of Peggy's pussy. The fleshy folds of her labia were sweaty in the close air of the forepeak. He coaxed a little juice from her vagina with his easy stroking. His middle finger slid up and down slowly, convincing her rectum to relax.
Bill thought she was finally ready. His finger had moved more and more easily through the loosening gate of her asshole. The secret juices had coated her walls. Thicker than his spit, Bill felt the mysterious dew greasing his finger.
Bill leaned over Peggy, one hand propping him up. His weight sank a little in the mildewed sail bags. Naked, his hairy body gleamed with the sweat of his concentration. He pulled his finger out of Peggy's asshole.
Peggy opened her eyes. The pleasant, erotic feeling of the anal stimulation had stopped. She felt Bill's weight pressing the sail bag down. She saw his hairy forearm from the corner of her eye. The little girl waited passively. Nothing could bother her like the initial assault on her rectum had. Peggy knew she couldn't be any more defiled.
Peggy was wrong. She started to realize it when a hot, wide hardness pressed at her anus. Bill's fingers spread her cheeks even further.
The chunky, dark-tanned man grimaced. Peggy's asshole had slammed shut at the first touch of his cockhead. He bent his knees, seeking the perfect upward angle to force the sphincter open. Bill brought his other hand up to Peggy's ass.
He spread her butt open with his thumbs. The ends of his fingers dug in next to the clenched muscle. Peggy's whole frame shook. She had closed her rectum so tight that his rock-hard prick bent. Tears flowed from her eyes.
Bill pulled his cock back. He spit in his palm and smeared the flaring head of the powerful tool with saliva. He grabbed a hank of Peggy's hair. Her head bent back as he snarled, "Make it easy on yourself, kid. Push it out-don't fight me."
Peggy tried to nod. She was terrified. The pain of his cock prodding savagely against her rectum was a lancing fire in her guts.
"Once more into the breech," Bill muttered. He gave his virile spear a shake. He released the hank of hair, and Peggy's head rolled loosely on the musty canvas. Bill' tried again to mount Peggy's ass.
Peggy worked her sphincter as if she were shitting, trying to cooperate. Her pink inner flesh showed, and she felt the broad head of Bill's cock nestling into the orifice. She arched her back, Peggy hoped that she could ease the rude stretching by shifting the tiny target.
Bill corkscrewed in. The head of his prick forced the hole open. Fraction by fraction, his cock gained ground in Peggy's ass. He rolled around and around. His fingers stroked Peggy's cuntal zone, and the excitement there made her rectum slacken. A little at a time, the rigid meat slipped into Peggy's back passage.
Peggy hurt. She thought she would split wide open. Even though only the head of Bill's cock had entered, her guts felt full. The new, pleasant feelings still radiated from her bottom, but the stretching pain all but overruled them.
Bill knew he had won when the girl's asshole had yielded to his cockhead. He pushed in a fraction further, then moved back. Peggy's sphincter was incredibly tight. The indentation behind Bill's glands let the clenching ring contract, easing Peggy's discomfort.
The pain gradually disappeared as the thick cock in Peggy's rectum stroked back and forth. She felt the pleasures of buggery growing inside her. Even when Bill pressed further into her colon, Peggy enjoyed it. She began pushing backward, inviting more of his hard tool to penetrate her once-private channel.
Bill warmed up to his work. "I thought you'd dig it when you got started, he said, adding, "I can feel you asking for more." He pushed the widening neck of his prick in. The little girl's ass opened around it. He pulled back, and Peggy's sphincter caressed his wand. Forward again, each stroke a little deeper, the hot moisture of her colon easing the way.
Bill rolled his dick around, pushing the soft red walls of Peggy's colon outward. He put his hands on the youthful firmness of her smooth buttocks. The feeling of her twelve-year-old skin was luxurious, soft as sable.
Peggy reveled in the slow, sensuous cock strokes. The lissome girl had never even thought of the possibility of assfucking, much less that she would enjoy it. The friction of Bill's turgid meat in her rectum pulled at her labia. The soft inner folds remotely caressed her clitorisn and the tiny pleasure organ erected.
Filled with blood, Peggy's cumbutton sent joyous flashes of heat through her body. She tried to reach her pussy, but her bound wrists were trapped under the heavy coil of rope. She knew that her vagina was flooding with musky juices, and the horny, urgent wanting grew in her belly.
Bill rollicked in the tight clasp of Peggy's rectum. The powerful little muscle squeezed his cock like a rubbery fist. He drew her hips toward his crotch with powerful hands. The swollen knob of his prick explored the recesses of Peggy's butt. Her ass was drier than any vagina he'd ever put his cock in, almost furry. The texture of her colon was velvet, compared to the satiny slickness of a woman's cant. His glands relished the difference, though the tightness was all at the puckered entrance.
A warm feeling spread in the virile ravisher's loins. Bill wanted to donate some pleasure to the child he was buttfucking. He released his grip on Peggy's buttock and grabbed one small, firm titty. Her lush, resilient nipple sprang up at his touch.
Peggy gasped. Muffled groans of pleasure passed the gag. Her entire body heated up. Buzzing flashes of lewd sensation sliced from her ass to her nipple and back down to her crotch.
Bill fucked into her with long, steady strokes. Peggy arched her back, presenting her anal passage to Bill's invading prick. The thick, grey smell of her penetrated rectum filled the triangular cubbyhole. The unspeakable pleasure grew in Peggy's ass. A thick lump filled the little girl's throat. She could scarcely breathe, crowning in the perverse, revolting delight of assfucking.
The shape of Bill's cock grew more impressive to her. Peggy knew exactly when the shaft would narrow on his backstroke, and precisely where the hard curve would force her colon open again. Peggy wanted to pull at his balls until his prick jammed to a gut-wrenching stop in her hidden softness.
Peggy's fingers arched into claws as the feeling kept rising. The gag was soaked with her slack-jawed drooling. She gripped the thick coils of the hawser. Peggy welcomed the bristly scratching of the hemp on her naked belly.
Bill reached under the kneeling girl. His sweating, callused hand slid down her mons. He felt the stringent clasp of Peggy's anus wring at his cock when he covered the swampy mound. His fingertips dug into the indented curve around her cuntmouth. Icy fire licked along his cockshaft, wrinkling his hairy scrotum into a stiff, meaty wad.
Peggy's heart pounded. Her nostrils flared, round as nutshells. She gasped for air in the fulsome reek of the forepeak. Aannhh-ahhhh-nnnhh," she implored. The pleasure and revulsion demanded that Peggy cry out. The spit-soaked gag muffled her yodeling gasps as she felt her orgasm building in both her pussy and her-ass.
Bill strove to force more of his cock into Peggy's ass. Her gut had a wall, a kink, deep inside, and his belly barely touched her buttocks when his cock halted. Back and forth, squeezing the whole handful of captured snatch, Bill reamed. He mashed and twisted Peggy's soft, wet cunny, and her asshole started spasming around his adamant shaft.
Peggy felt her whole body explode. She wallowed in the greasy, splitting sensations in her rectum. Her loins blew up, and her ass tried to tear Bill's cock completely off his body.
"God damn! Yeah, fuck on it, baby," he panted. Huge bursts of steaming lava fought Peggy's forbidding ass-clenches and ripped into her guts. It was a struggle to get the vital goo into her ass, but the vivid shock of the glands-tearing spew was worth it. Bill fought to unload the molten burden of his balls and Peggy fought to wring it out of his cock.