He swung again, lashing across both her thighs this time. Cindy screamed again, and the screaming made his cock jerk up and down.
"Oh, God, don't, Howie!" Cindy yelled. "You're hurting me, Howie!"
"Yeah, and I'm going to hurt you more!" he panted, gripping his cock hard.
"Oh, please don't!"
"Fuck you, you fucking cocksucker cunt!" he said, dropping the belt to the floor. "I'm going to tear your fucking panties off!"
He grabbed the elastic waistband, tugging hard. But her panties wouldn't tear. Almost frantic in lust, he looked about for something to use, and found a small pair of scissors his mother used on her nails. He snipped Cindy's panties away, and she closed her eyes with shame, crying from the still-burning pain.
"Now just look at what I found," Howie giggled wickedly as he tossed her panties on the couch. "I found a pretty cunt, all hairy and sweet. You ever had a cock in your pretty little cunt, Cindy?"
Cindy made no reply. Her face was burning with embarrassment. She attempted again to close her thighs, and found it was hopeless. Tears of shame and embarrassment streamed from her blue eyes, and she turned her head to one side, afraid to look at Howie.
"I bet you've had a dozen cocks up your fucking cunt, Cindy. My cock shouldn't make any difference. What's one more fuck to a pretty girl like you?"
He ran his hand up and down Cindy's cunt, feeling the silky pussy hair. He parted the puffy cunt lips and peered at her pussy. The cunt jutted forth, and he touched it lightly. Cindy's hips jerked, and she tried to squirm her ass into the floor.
"Don't!" she screamed. "Don't touch me, you nasty little boy!"
"Nasty, am I?" Howie said, and he rammed his middle finger into her cunt.
"Owwww! That hurt!"
He thrust his finger back and forth, fucking her swiftly, not caring how hard or if it did hurt her. He booked his finger inside her cunt and lifted. Cindy cried out in pain, arching her hips up to relieve the pressure. But Howie pulled harder until she was arching up to the limits.
As her hips came up, he jerked her skirt underneath. Now he had her exposed from the waist down. The red marks seemed to glow on her thighs, and, when he let her down, he tenderly rubbed them with his cunt-wet hand.
He moved his cock across her smooth thigh, smearing the dripping juices on her flesh. Cindy, feeling it, sobbed with misery. She didn't like what he was doing, and she didn't like being tied up, either.
Although she was an extremely lovely girl, with a well formed body, Cindy didn't have much sexual experience. She hadn't really enjoyed the few times she had let boys fuck her. It had been no big deal to her, and she had felt little or nothing. Her cunt had experienced a fullness when the cock was in it, and she had felt the friction, but there was no excitement, no thrill. She was a modest young girl, always making sure her dress was at her knees, seldom wearing shorts even on the hottest days. She was a very clean girl, bathing twice a day, often three times.
She knew boys wanted to fuck her, but she felt nothing at all, for them.
Now, tied up, exposed so blatantly by Howie, she was ashamed she could die. He had always been nice to her, never mean. But he wasn't the same Howie now.
"Howie," she whispered in a shaking voice. "Why? Why are you doing this to me? Haven't I been nice to you?"
"You're going to be a lot nicer from now on, Cindy," he said, stroking her cunt. "I've wanted to see your pussy for a long time, and now I see it. You have a pretty cunt, Cindy. I bet you love getting it fucked."
"No, no!" she said, twisting her head from side to side. "I don't like that! Please, Howie, at least pull my skin down."
He leaned back, looked at her, and slapped her face as hard as he could, the way he had seen Jack do to his mother. Cindy cried out with pain.
"Go ahead and cry, you cocksucker," he laughed. "I can slap you all, I want."
Cindy's cunt was so vulnerable as he looked at it. The blonde pussy hair was soft, and he enjoyed running his fingers through it. The feel of those pink cunt lips made his hand tingle. The wetness was pleasant as he ran his fingers up and down the cunt slit. The fact that Cindy was sobbing and felt embarrassed added to his delight.
Howie knew only what he had seen through the window, but his mind was getting quite active. Running his palm along Cindy's thigh, feeling the soft warmth of it, and especially the inner surface near her cunt, he suddenly gave her a pinch.
Cindy howled with pain, squirming her ass. His thumb and finger left imprints there, and she was going to have a nice little bruise. His attention was drawn to her tits. He squatted at her side and looked at them, saw the up and down movement. Cindy had her head turned to one side, so humiliated she couldn't look at his face. The red tingle on her cheeks pleased him.
"Let's just take a peek at your titties, Cindy," he said, his fingers fumbling with the buttons.
Cindy's breath caught, and she choked, crying. It was useless to try and talk him out of it.
Frustrated because his fingers shook so much, he ripped the final button off. Flinging her blouse to each side, he saw her frilly bra. The creamy flesh of her tits seemed to strain against it. He studied her bra a moment, wondering how to get it off. Then he saw the front hook between the cups. Discovering how it worked, he opened Cindy's bra and sucked in his breath. Her lovely tits thrust up, and her pink nipples seemed hard. With increased excitement, Howie touched her wits. He caressed them almost tenderly, feeling with both balls. He cupped her tits, squeezed them, rubbed it swollen nipples.
Taking each nipple between his thumb and finger, Howie began pulling. Slowly at first, he stretched Cindy's nipples to their limits. Cindy cried harder as the pain started. The more she cried, the harder he pulled, pinching at the same time. There was a wicked grin on his young face as he watched how far he could pull her creamy tits. The sound of her sobbing caused his cock to jerk up and down.
He didn't want to wait any longer. He couldn't wait any longer, or his cock would go off.
Releasing her tits, he moved between Cindy's parted legs. He loved to look at her hairy little cunt, but right now his cock was so hard, his balls so full, he didn't look very long. Pressing the head of his cock to the slit of her cunt, Howie rubbed his cock up and down. The feel of her soft cunt on the sensitive head of his cock was almost too much. The heat of her pussy, the wetness of it, drew his balk tightly into his crotch.
"Don't, Howie," Cindy begged. "Please don't do that to me. I don't like it, and…"
Howie shoved the swollen head of his cock between the puffy lips of her pussy. Cindy groaned. Howie held the head of his cock just inside, the heat of her succulent cunt almost overwhelming his senses.
With a moan of delight, Howie fucked his cock deep and hard into her cunt. Cindy wailed, twisting her face as far into the carpet as she could. She felt no pleasure.
Howie couldn't fuck for a moment. He was surprised at the tightness of her cunt, at the mindboggling heat. It felt so good, he almost came immediately. When he started to fuck in and out, Cindy sobbed softly, wishing she could cover her face, anything so he couldn't see how embarrassed she was.
Howie would not have seen anyway. He was fucking into her cunt swiftly, his eyes clamped shut, the sensations of ecstasy overcoming his mind. His cock fucked in and out, his balls so tight they couldn't bounce.
The wet heat of Cindy's cunt clutched at his cock, and the more he fucked her, the better it felt. Leaning forward, he gripped her tits with both hands, digging his fingers into them, squeezing hard, making Cindy cry out with pain when his fingers dug harshly. His cock swelled more, and with a grunt, Howie came.