Again he pulled back, easing the shaft of the mighty cock out so that only the head remained buried in her tender cunt. Again she fought to push herself up, trying desperately to scratch that awful, pulsing itch. Shorty smiled as he began to understand what she was doing, and he started to drive the stiff rod back into the juicy hole.
Betty had her legs spread and she pulled them back as far as they would go. She knew that he could drive it all the way into her cunt now, and she wanted it, she wanted it bad.
Finally she raised his bulk of a body off her for a split-second, and drove her hips up at him, impaling herself on his throbbing prick to the hilt.
"Ohhhh, God!" she screamed. "Thaaat's greeeaat!" She could feel the glans tickling the entrance to her womb, before bursting through the sensitive cavity itself.
Her heady juices began to flow out around the shaft as her orgasm rocked her body.
Shorty held still while she contorted under him. As soon as she began to settle down and her eyes became very glassy, he started his retreat. He pulled his shaft gently out. Betty could feel the withdrawing cock cause a vacuum in her belly.
She expected it to be all over because she had come already, but Shorty had other ideas. He started pumping with his big cock more rapidly than ever, cock driving in and out of her tender tissues. At first she wanted to scream, but the faster he went, the more she wanted his big prick.
She reached down and felt his body become rigid with tense muscles. She slid her hands down to his ass and felt his buttocks tremble as he pulled out his mighty cock and then drove it into her juicy cunt again.
Betty was still slightly in the afterglow of her orgasm, but the feeling of his mighty cock pistoning into her juicy pussy was heightening her greatly. She didn't know that a woman could feel this good physically while engaged in fucking. She had been taught that sex was just for the pleasure of the man. That was one of the reasons that she had been so against it; she had wanted to be as much a part of the feeling as her partner. And now she was.
When she thought that Shorty was going to speed up and finally come, he started to turn her onto his side, slowing down his pistoning action slightly. She was bewildered and didn't know what to think of this. He saw the look on her face as he kept pumping his mighty cock into her cunt.
She was on her side and she was surprised that this position worked; he slid his balls along her leg as he continued to thrust his meat into her sopping cunt. She knew that if he drove it in all of the way that he would really penetrate her tender womb with his turgid cock.
He picked up speed in this position, but he was careful not to drive the full length of his black cock into her. Just when Betty began approaching another of her sexual peaks, he slowed down again, the strain showing on the muscles of his dark face.
Betty wanted to scream with frustration, but she could only moan helplessly under his bulk.
He began to turn her again, rolling her onto her soft stomach. Betty felt powerless in his strong grip, and didn't try to resist as she was rolled over while he fucked her.
She lifted her leg as high as it would go as she spun, avoiding kicking him in the stomach by only an inch. As she flopped onto her chest, she felt his cock still digging into the depths of her body.
Betty looked out of the corner of her eye and saw Shorty reach for the pillow that had been placed under her head while she had been bound. He lifted her hips off the bed. With one quick motion he shoved the pillow under her cunt. She was now jacked up in the air about two more inches.
As soon as Shorty began to fuck, Betty realized that he had done this because it allowed him deeper penetration. And she couldn't understand why he wanted that, he was so big. She felt his pubic arch hit against her asscheeks as he drove his cock into her reddened cunt.
She felt her insides on fire another time. His prick was like a poker, rubbing her to flames of passion. She could feel her clit becoming puffed up and sensitive as it rubbed against the soft pillow. Then she began flying like a rocket. She could tell by Shorty's puffs and pants that he was becoming as excited as she was.
His strokes began to go deeper and deeper into her cunt as his speed increased. Betty's head was swimming in ecstasy as she arched her ass up at the driving cock and buried her face in the sheets.
Again and again he drove into her, going deeper each time he stroked. She could feel the thick, black meat digging into the very center of her pussy as he fucked with obvious abandon. The throbbing cock felt wonderful in her arched twat; she could feel the soft folds of her labia harden with excitement.
His strokes slowed suddenly and Betty thought that he was going to start turning her again. He reached under her chest and grabbed her soft tits, squeezing them as his cock began throbbing wildly inside of her pussy.
She ached for release as her nubbin of pleasure began buzzing like a live wire. Suddenly she felt all hot and wet inside. He was coming, squirting large globs of cum into the depths of her tender cunt. He pulled back again, and then jammed his hips hard at her ass, his cock sinking inches into her womb. Then she felt herself gush, her orgasm pouring fluid over the pulsing prick.
Her juices and his were steaming inside of her in a turmoil. She felt the cauldron of her cunt expand to allow the juices from her orgasm and Shorty's spewing cock to mingle inside of her. Then as his cock shriveled, and a space was formed around it, the steaming juices shot out of her, running down her thigh in thick gobs.
Shorty moaned for the last time and collapsed. She took his great weight on her back and then rolled, tumbling him off her. She could hear voices buzzing all around her, but she couldn't understand what they said.
CHAPTER FOUR
Then Betty heard the voices more distinctly through the haze. She could hear Fingers and Joey arguing about her.
"… but I want to!" demanded Fingers.
"Nobody is going to touch her now," Joey stated. "There'll be plenty of time after we get Mack back here."
Betty gathered from this short exchange that they didn't really mean to exchange her.
"Ya," Joey continued, "Albert had the great idea of making a dummy with the young cop's clothes. We will be so far away that they shouldn't be able to tell."
"That's really good!" Willy exclaimed, slapping Albert on his back.
"You bet," Joey said. "Now all of us are going to have to get on it to get the dummy finished in time. Willy, you and Shorty go to the store and get some paint."
Willy looked down at the spent Negro. "I don't think he's ready to go anywhere," the chubby man said with a sardonic laugh. "I'll take Fingers with me."
"No," Joey said. "I need him here. Take Albert." The short, thin man bowed in Betty's direction, turned around and left with Willy.
Betty realized that she was still nude, and it embarrassed her. She wrapped herself in the sheet and tried to be inconspicuous in a corner of the bed.
"Well, look at the shy one!" Fingers exclaimed as he watched her move across the bed. "You'll get your chance to be shy with my cock in your mouth, you pig bitch."
Betty realized that their scorn for her was not purely because she was a woman, but more because she was a cop. She took pride in their dislike of her; she knew that in that dislike there was a spark of respect for her being in the police force. She smiled to herself and pulled the sheets up around her nakedness.
She watched as Joey came back from the bathroom with her clothes. He smiled over at her sarcastically. She now took the time to note all of his features. His hair was short but wispy along his receding hairline; she thought that he would look distinguished if it were not for the fact that he was a wanton criminal. His broad shoulders and narrow hips added to this appearance of distinction.