Her trembling young thighs, which had been pressed tightly together in defense, suddenly fell loosely open. He pulled his finger with a wet sucking sound from her now dripping cunt and laughed as she moaned in disappointment. "Hold on, baby," he said. "You'll get all the cock you want and more."
He moved around on the bed, crouching on all fours over her slowly undulating body, and pushed her firm unresisting thighs wide apart. He crawled between them, his knees pressed between her ankles and his face panting a few inches above the hair-covered "vee" of her loins. His mouth watered as he looked down at the succulent feast sensually rotating just below his lips. Saliva dripped from his open mouth to mingle with her cuntal lubricants in the narrow pink slit that started at the bottom of her smooth white belly and continued down to her quivering ass-cheeks pressed tightly into the mattress.
Through half-closed eyes, Patty could see the massive male form crouching between her open legs. Her mind was a battle-wound of conflicting emotions. What was happening to her? She knew she loathed this man and should recoil from his every hated touch. But her body seemed independent from her brain, almost as if it had deserted her in a mindless quest for sensual gratification. It was only her mind that held back, and she could feel that too being pulled down into the abyss of passion beneath his clever demanding hands. Why not, why not? something inside her screamed. Why not enjoy it? He was going to fuck her anyhow.
Almost as if it were happening to someone else, she could feel the flat palms of his sweating hands pushing against her softly trembling inner thighs, forcing them further apart. Her secret treasure was at last opened to him to do with as he willed, and she watched in fascination as he head lowered slowly… slowly… slowly… then!
"Ohhhhhhh!" she jerked as his moistly heated lips closed over the soft mound at the base of her belly. His sweating face disappeared from her view into the soft fleece as he planted wetly tickling kisses on the still tight aperture, his tongue flicking lizard-like at her quivering vaginal opening. Oh God! It felt so wonderful. No wonder her mother had been so rapturously excited last night when he had done the same thing to her.
Helplessly, automatically, the naked teenager's hands moved down over her sensually throbbing breasts and slid over her rippling stomach until they came to rest on either side of his lips. Her fingers stroked softly for a moment at the flexing hollows of her inner thighs, and then to her own wonder, slowly spread her hair-lined pussy lips apart, allowing his hungrily devouring mouth complete access to her moist secret being.
"Oh… God! You mustn't… don't… stop," she pleaded, knowing she would die of disappointment if he did stop the incredibly thrilling oral rape.
Her elbows pressed tightly against her ribs and her head tolled uncontrollably from side to side on the pillow as his hotly searing tongue shot out, its flicking tip circling her sensitive little clitoris and bringing surge after surge of wild unbelievable pleasure through her passion-twisting body. Hank's lips sucked hard, drawing fleshy warm folds deep into the hot cavern of his mouth, causing Patty to groan huskily from deep in her throat as the mercilessly probing tip licked its wet tormenting way up and down the length of her narrow wet slit. The maddening attack started at the lower belly and pressured its way down, down, over the elastically rimmed opening of her cunt and into the crevice of her flexing buttocks, where it stopped momentarily to, do stabbing homage to her tightly puckering anus. Patty's hips ground uncontrollably up off the squeaking bed now as soft mewling animal sounds escaped from between her passion-clenched teeth.
The triumphant Hank worked hungrily as her wet pubic hair brushed tantalizingly against his cheeks. There was a feeling of power in him now with this proud little bitch squirming under his tongue, completely at his mercy, and ready to beg to be fucked but meaning it this time.
It was all too obvious that she was loving what he was doing to her. Her groans drove on his tongue faster and faster as it worked its way up and down her steaming cuntal slit. He wanted her begging him for cock when he was ready to ram it to her, and she was almost there now. He'd never seen any woman get tits hot before, not even this little bitch's mother, and that was saying something. Yeah, little Miss Hot-pants needed it bad, and she was going to get it – this was just the beginning.
He knew she was too far gone now to fight anything he did to her, and his mind began to form weird erotic pictures of the positions he could put her in and the things he could do to her helpless desire-wracked body. He chuckled obscenely as he felt her hands clawing at his hair, guiding his face to the wildly palpitating opening of her cunt. He ran his tongue into her hotly quivering flesh, flicking at the tight vaginal opening for a moment, and then quickly withdrawing to tease once again at the lust-swollen pussy lips.
He let her frantic hands force him this time, pressing his mouth directly over the tight little hole in her squirming loins. As his lips rounded to cover the viscously clasping opening he thrust his tongue down as deeply as possible into it, bringing a low guttural moan of delight from the helplessly impassioned girl as her naked thighs convulsively closed around either side of his head. He could feel her warm cuntal flesh slip moistly around his extended tongue as the walls of her invaded vagina opened and closed in a sucking motion that attempted to pull his stabbing organ deeper and deeper inside. It felt as though her nibbling hair-lined pussy mouth would pull his tongue out by the roots – eat it alive. The passionate young girl's heels pushed down against his back pressing his heavy body into the fleshy trap up between her legs until he could hardly breathe. His nose was smashed tightly against the tiny hard clitoris above, breathing in the sweet odor of the lubricating juices that were now flowing in abundance. It incited his penis to a hardness that he could no longer control.
"I'm gonna have to fuck ya, baby, or I'll come all over the mattress," Hank managed to say, his voice muffled by the trembling pussy flesh surrounding his mouth.
Patty barely heard the words, her shamelessly aroused young body lost in the fire of the moment. Every one of her muscles was tensed as she strained her hips upwards toward that maddening movement that was bringing such ecstasy to her vagina. Hank was some kind of a magician, a God almost. She had never expected it would be like this, that this coarse man she so despised could bring such joyous – even though unwanted – response from her sensually awakened body.
Just the thought of it incited her further. Her up-drawn legs opened and closed around the tormenting head that was licking gluttonously at her flame-seared opening, and the cords of her neck stood out like, velvet-covered cables as she pulled with all her strength against the tangled hair of his head.
"Oh! Ohhhhh! Agggghhhhhh!" she moaned loudly, splaying her legs wider to give him greater access. In her concentration on the exquisite pleasures flooding up from her tongue-impaled loins she was only vaguely aware that a thunderous barking was reverberating through the house. She thought for a moment of Champ, and then he faded from her mind… as new sensations dug deep into the pit of her belly.
CHAPTER FIVE
Champ had felt betrayed and deserted when Patty locked him in the service porch. Every instinct in his powerful body cried out to him that Hank was an enemy and had come here to harm his mistress. His first reaction had been to drive the hated man from the house, but he had been prevented by the very person that his unquestioning love and devotion impelled him to defend. After Patty had given one last look through the window in the door and had gone away, Champ had paced nervously for several moments, his keen ears alertly cocked for any suspicious sounds from the rest of the house. But all had been quiet so he had lain down, his head lying forlornly on his paws. He had never been locked up before – locked away from those he loved, and misery and resentment seeped through his heart. And disappointment! He, too, had begun to get excited when his mistress had once again offered him her loins to lick. Powerful memories of the night before had made the blood begin to course faster and faster through his veins.