Faye gasped as she saw the true enormity of it. She knew that Bill’s organ was exceptionally large; she had had trouble taking all of him up inside her… but this… this monstrous thing was impossibly huge. There wasn’t anything she could say.
The doctor went on, “You can’t imagine how much I’m going to enjoy shoving this cock of mine into your tight, little cunt!” he taunted.
She could only continue to gape at-him in sheer misery. Feelings of degradation and shame flooded through her; the sight of his obscene, stroking hand on his turgidly erect member, the realization of her own shamefully naked body, lying obscenely spread out for him on her couch, and the helplessness of her position raced through her confused mind. Through the fog of it all, she knew that, somehow, this man was enjoying the debauchery to which he was subjecting her… and as much as her thinking mind told her: No! Don’t do it!; the other, body-mind, could not resist the erotic urge… the growing need in her loins. It was her body… drugged, sensate and sensual that betrayed her.
Doctor Bender leaned over her and pried her legs even further apart. He kneeled on the couch between her thighs. Her eyes, drawn to his cock like iron filings to a magnet, had not left off staring at it, but even as she looked hard and long at the massiveness of it, she felt the unwanted tingling of lewd desire in her loins. Recklessly, her body told her it was something she wanted; however, a new horror came alive in her as she stared at the monster cock the doctor held in his hand. It was too big! Why… a thing like th-that… could split my vagina open! She grimaced with the terror of the thought.
Seeing her frown, the doctor chuckled, “Don’t worry, Doll… big as it is, you’ll be able to take all of it… and you’ll enjoy it! A woman’s cunt has enormous elastic qualities!”
Faye dimly realized that he had intended his remark as some sort of reassurance, but she felt tears welling up in her eyes to dribble down her cheeks, for she knew that even in such words his goal had not changed. There was no mercy in him; he fully intended to carry out his cruel debauchment.
She heard him go on with his explanation. “There’s no such thing as a cock that’s too big… or a cunt too small!”
Somehow, she hardly heard his filthy words any more. She was too worried about the hopelessness of her position, the horror of knowing that there was no escape… that no matter what she said… or did… this man was going to ravish her defenseless body… shove that huge thing in her protesting loins, no matter how she pleaded with him.
Suddenly, Matt was on top of her, his heavy weight dropping down on her, forcing the air from her lungs and pinning her to the cushions of the couch. She felt the hard prod of his thick, throbbing cock against the softness of her naked belly. It was like a huge, dangerous reptile lying there, pulsingly, between them.
His hotly avid hands sought her aching breasts, once more, squeezing the satiny, pliant flesh through his fingers with such strength and ardor that she whined with the pain of it, and her pitious tears streamed, unchecked, down her cheeks.
“Save your tears, Baby Doll… for later!” he rasped. “When I get my cock in you… you’ll be crying from the sheer ecstasy of it!”
Then, his mouth was on hers, his tongue deeply into her throat as his lust for her grew in intensity. Below, his big prick lurched, expectantly. Damn! This’s going to be more fun than I thought it would be! She’s so uptight she doesn’t know which way’s up!
And, then… his hard-muscled body was slithering down the curvaceous softness of her, until his head was poised just above the golden triangle of her pulsing loins, and the shocking realization of what he intended to do caused Faye to recoil with revulsion. My God! He’s going t-to use his m-mouth on m-me and… and lick me!
“Oh, no.. p-please..?” she begged. “Don’t d-do that!”
There was no stopping him. He had already positioned the palms of his hands against the smooth, inner flesh of her thighs and was spreading them even further apart, exposing her nakedly to his lascivious gaze. She attempted to resist his splaying hands, but it was useless. He was much too strong.
Whining her objection, audibly, she raised her head to plead with him, looking down the valley, between her helplessly trembling breasts, to see him kneeling there between her wide-spread thighs, a mask of pure lust twisting his handsome face. She had to try to stop him.
“Oh, God… Doctor… even my husband’s n-never done that t-to me!”
“Why…?” he queried. “Because you wouldn’t let him?”
It was the truth. “Yes!” she snapped.
“You poor, poor, misguided girl!” he chided. “You don’t know what you’ve been missing!”
Between her legs, his hands still placed, strategically, against the soft, warm flesh of her inner thighs, holding her wide open to him, Matt Bender looked down at the thin, coralline furrow of her cunt, hungrily, seeing the delicate fringe of golden curling pubic hair, and there, glistening on the two tiny, pink tongues of her innerlips that peeked out shyly, were viscously clear droplets of the tell-tale moisture of rising excitement.
Faye lay there, petrified, watching him, as with slow, deliberation, he placed his thumbs on either side of her cringing pussy, against the soft fleshy lips, and drew them apart to flower her open, completely, exposing the secret pinkness of her moistening cuntal orifice to his lustful gaze. She heard his audible intake of breath… and below, still within her range of vision, she saw the jerk of his hardened cock, reminding her of its ominous presence.
She felt the warm wash of his breath on the sensitive, exposed flesh of her cunt, and she moaned aloud in shame, her breath catching in her throat, as she saw him lower his head and heard the animal-like growl deep in his throat, just before his long, wet tongue snaked out to slither lizard-like up into her hotly quivering vaginal opening. She moaned aloud, “Oh, God! OOooohh… Godddd!”… And, she was suddenly too far gone to stop him!
Bill’s whole body quivered with emotion. His cock was locked in the warm, wet cavern of the Doctor’s wife’s mouth, and as he lay there, bound to the portable treatment table, he felt it. There was the slow, pulsing expansion, the throbbing surge of blood into the shaft of his cock, the beginning of tumescence as the hot blood was trapped there. His erection had begun! Christ! It really is going to get hard!
Rapidly, then, his cock grew throbbing and hard in her mouth, and Vivian’s breath caught in her Jhroat; there was a certain thrill that rippled victoriously through her, involved with the knowledge that she had been instrumental in engendering the growing erection in him. It was, partially, her victory, tool
“God! Keep sucking! Don’t stop… now!” he groaned, as a mixed feeling of relief and doubt assailed him. His relief in the knowledge that his cock was, indeed, becoming erect, again, was more than welcome, and he knew, also; that Vivian had practically challenged him to it, He would be forever grateful to her, The small doubt that caused him momentary worry was that it would not last… that it would be transitory. He didn’t want that. It had to get hard enough to do something with.. like fucking his wife, Faye!
As the shaft of his cock grew rigid enough to stand erect and alert, Vivian began to move her head, slowly, allowing it to move, smoothly, between her roundly ovaled lips, her tongue, licking at it teasingly. Then gradually, she began to take almost all of it into her mouth, realizing, as she did so, that as his now massive prick attained its fully erect state, it was almost a match for Matt’s. She was glad, then, that she had agreed to this little experiment in sexual therapy. Faye Wright’s husband was going to be good for her… and she for him.
Vivian lifted her head and looked up at him, a smile on her face. “How does this feel…?”
Bill?” she asked.
“Like more of the same!” he answered, a desire-pained grimace on his face as be looked down his own body to see the familiar and deeply satisfying sight of his cock lancing out, hard and ready, from his hairy loins. It ached for action!