"Uuufuufffff!" she gasped.
Another strap! This one was slipped around both ankles, fastening them together. Jack was pushing her legs back a little farther, fumbling for something around her feet, then attaching the ankle strap to her wrist cuffs!
"There you go, baby, helpless like a fuckin' newborn," Jack said as he rubbed the toe of his boot against her knees.
Arlette could well see he was telling the truth. She was belly down on the floor, her arms drawn back and linked to her ankles. Jack was panting heavily now, bending down and grabbing her by the hipbones. With one movement, he turned her over onto her ass. The strain of that position, with her feet and ankles cramping under her ass, made the young girl wince with pain. She let out another muffled groan through the jockstrap pouch jammed in her mouth. With terrified eyes, Arlette looked searchingly up at Jack, waiting with growing excitement and terror at what would surely follow.
"Now, gonna pop that fuckin' cherry. It ain't no use to you, anyways. Gets in the way of havin' all that fuckin' fun. And of Jack don't mind a little dirty work, 'specially if he's the first one inside," the big man said, getting down after having shoved his Levi's down to his ankles and freeing his prick. His cock looked even bigger than when she saw it through the bedroom doorway several days ago. And this time, he was going to fuck her, going to tear away her cherry while her arms and legs were bound together in this awkward position. How her shoulders and thighs ached from the leather straps.
"Uuufuffffff!" she whined.
He put his hands on each of her knees, spreading them apart until her cunt muff was completely exposed. She felt his fingers pressing against her thigh muscles as he leaned forward, his cockhead sliding through her wiry cunt hairs. She should be squirming in terror, crying out through her gag in horror! But soomething had happened to her that fateful night when she saw her mother with Jack, something that led inevitably to this madness. Now, as she lay there bound and gagged, her body about to be violated by this animal, Arlette waited almost with a kind of impatience.
It felt so good having his big cockhead touching her cuntlips. She felt them peeling back stickily, spreading under the gradually increasing pressure of his prick. He was shoving down, rocking his hips slightly from side to side, squeezing his hefty hunk of cockmeat into her pussy. Arlette arched her back as best she could, working her fingers against her ass, feeling her thighs muscles cramp as excitement made her heart race wildly. A pulse leaped at her throat! If only she could stop the moans coming from her tightening throat. It would be less shameful, less embarrassing! But it was impossible. She just couldn't help it. The leather restraints, the way he was working his prickmeat into her made Arlette babble and moan as she clawed her thighs and asscheeks with her fingernails.
"Man, love fuckin' virgins… nice and tight… super hot, too, 'specially the curious ones like you, ones who like to try shit out like this," Jack said, nodding at the bonds holding Arlette prisoner.
"Uhhhhfffff…" she moaned in response.
Jack slipped his fingers down, digging them again into the soft flesh of the girl's thighs. She groaned with joy as he pushed them back and out until she felt his hands covering her, cunt area. His big cockhead was working back and forth, teasing her clit, rubbing sensuously over that narrow band of flesh between her inner and outer cuntlips! Arlette closed her eyes, sparks of incredible excitement blasting into her cunt. It was good, so good! "Yeahhhhhh…"
He slapped her ass with both hands, his fingers leaving red marks on her asscheeks. It was just as it had been with her mother! Again, he whipped her with his hands, the dry smacking sound mixing with her muffled cry and his uneven, shallow breath. And all the while, his cock was squeezing into her pussy. "Uuufuufffff!" she panted.
He was shoving down, down, his prickmeat touching virgin territory. Arlette gasped and groaned, each movement of his heavy, greasy cock meat sending sharp jolts through her overheated pussy. The girl was making continual moans of delight by the time Jack's cockhead was near her cherry. When it touched that sensitive membrane, the girl's eyes rolled up, her body tensing.
"Yeah, gotta bust through, baby. Gotta tear it out," Jack said, gritting his teeth.
Arlette thought she would surely die as the aching pain between her splayed thighs grew more intense, more concentrated. It was a pinpoint now, burning into her brain as Jack shoved down harder. She felt him shuddering against her body, his breath panting against her face. Slowly, gradually the young teen felt her cherry tearing. His prickhead was making progress, penetrating her body, ripping her cherry from its anchorage.
"Take it, baby, take my big, fat cock all the way up your fuckin' cunt!"
"Oooohofoffffff!"
Tears rolled out from under Arlette's long blonde lashes as her cheeks flushed from the fucking pain. Her nostrils flared, burning with the air she sucked in with wheezing, whistling sounds. Jack was twisting his body around a little more, his spongy cockhead working around and around, digging down harder. The girl could feel more of her juices oozing out, slicking down his balls and prick.
"Arrrfhfhhfffff!" she screamed helplessly. Jolts of pain knifed into her brain, knocking the wind from her body. Arlette didn't think anything could have possibly hurt her as much as this! It was like driving a dulled spike through a wall of flesh. The blonde teen shrilled again and again through her jockstrap gag, her fingers digging into her asscheeks as Jack's cockhead ripped past her cherry and fucked down deep into her pussy. Finally, with a shuddering grunt, the big stud had every inch of his prick rammed into her hot cunt. His body ground down onto hers. He lay on her tits, his breath coming in labored gasps, sweat dripping off his chest and wetting down the groaning girl.
"Yeahhh, man, yeahhhh, that's good, real good! I can't remember the last time I fucked a virgin. But she wasn't as hot as you. And, baby, I didn't mess around with this kinda shit back then," Jack said, running his fingers over the leather strap holding her upper arms together.
Arlette struggled, her fingers touching her toes, the big muscles in her ass cramping from the horrible invasion of her pussy. She was broken, defeated as much as her mother had been that horrible night. He was all the way in her. She could feel his cock throbbing around her tight cunt sheath, beating against her body, almost taking her over. It was so weird, so strange having something like a live animal that deep inside her!
"You still wanna get fucked bad and hard, don'tcha? Yeah, you wanna get reamed out 'til you can't see straight, right?"
Arlette was ashamed of herself. Was it that obvious? In the short time that had passed since he'd torn her cherry, the girl found herself wanting him once more, wanting Jack to fuck her, drive her crazy with his prick! Arlette let out a muffled groan, one she knew he would understand.
"That's what I thought," Jack said, smirking down at the bound young girl.
He spread her legs a little wider apart, pushing his hands through her hair and tugging at the strands until he could hear her yelping through the gag.
"Gonna fuck you now, baby. Gonna give it to you good now, slut," he whispered in one ear, tugging harder at her blonde hair while slipping his prick into her hot fuckhole faster and faster. His iron-hard cock was going in like a hot branding iron through a tub of butter, burning a tight passage. His hips worked up and down, up and down, his prick a piston trenching out the moaning girl's pussy. Arlette was going crazy, jerking her body from side to side, chewing down on the gag and trying to pull her arms up from her feet. Yes, she wanted to hold him, to throw her arms around his body and draw him tightly against hers while he fucked his prick into her pussy.