Finally, she felt his moistly hot mouth, as he took one of the erect, sensitive buds, including the whole aureole, between his lips, his tongue licking and lips sucking hard on the coned out nipple. It was maddening… and huge blinding streaks of heat lightning grounded in her loins. Now, she was moaning almost unceasingly.
Likewise, he paid the other breast similar homage, his long, agile tongue trailing, wetly, down through the narrow defile between the magnificent orbs of her breasts, and she found herself tensing her stomach muscles, as he slithered down over her body, tongue daring moistly into the dimple of her navel, while his hands still continued their constant caressing of her aching breasts.
Now, she could feel his hands leave her breasts to move down along her ribs and the outside of her thighs, catching the waistband of her ruined panties and removing the wisp of ragged cloth, then they massaged up the insides of her satiny-smooth thighs, spreading them wide to expose her naked pussy to him, completely. The sound of his raspy breathing was loud inside the trailer, as once again, his fingers plundered her tight, moistly pulsing cuntal passage… but this time he had plunged not one… but two of his fingers deeply into her heated vaginal portal… Then, suddenly, he was gone. She kept her eyes closed. She guessed what was happening and knew she was right when she heard the sigh of a zipper, the rustling whisper of cloth and the thump of his shoes on the floor. She kept her eyes closed… because she didn't want to look.
"You can't keep your eyes closed all the time… Lois… so you might as well open them up and take a good look!" he grunted.
It was true! She'd have to look at him… sooner or later. Slowly, reluctantly, she unclenched her tightly closed eyelids. She saw it… and gasped.
He was naked, kneeling between her widespread legs, his big face distorted in a lewd grin, as he watched her reaction. Involuntarily, her eyes swept over the hairy bulkiness of his big, solid body, her gaze coming to rest and locking onto the thick length of his fully erect penis, lancing out from his muscular loins, below, obscenely. His hands went around the hardened shaft to stroke its massive length, the foreskin slipping easily over the bulbous, blood-inflated cock's head with each stroke. She could see it throbbing and jerking in his hand like some untamed wild animal searching its cage for an escape route.
"How do you like it…?" he chuckled. "Pretty nice… isn't it?"
Lois could only stare in miserable humiliation. She felt degraded at the sight of her own naked, obscenely spread body… waiting to be taken, sexually, by this man who was not her husband. She was filled with shame… but she was helpless, now; even as she stared, those tinglings of unwanted desire flooded through her being, surgingly, bringing her feelings of wanton depravity. Then, as she watched Harry stroking himself… she realized the enormity of it. It's bigger than Stan's! God! How can I ever… t-take all of that… up inside of m-me…?
Seeing her horrified stare at his out-sized cock, he jeeringly told her, "When I get this cock of mine in your tight, little cunt… you'll know you've been fucked… but good! You'll be climbing the walls… wanting more of it!"
She hardly noticed his filthy language anymore. Her mind was too involved with the hopelessness of her position. He was going to fuck her… ravish her helpless body, and she couldn't stop it; indeed the worst part of it was that she didn't want to stop it!
Leaning forward, suddenly, Harry dropped the full weight of his bear-like body on top of her, knocking the breath from her lungs for a moment, the long, hard thickness of his cock pulsating against the soft flesh of her abdomen, while his avid hands, once more, squeezed and dug into the smoothly mounded fullness of her breasts, savagely, causing her to whimper in pain beneath him. His mouth sought hers, voraciously, and his tongue stabbed deep into her mouth and throat, as animal sounds of pure lust came from deep in his throat.
She lay under him, petrified, accepting his painful caresses and brutal kiss… but she was afraid; the moment was close at hand… when he would be shoving that monster cock into her.
After a few moments, he realized her inaction… her lack of further response to him. I'll fix her… damn it! He knelt up, between her legs, grasped her legs just under the knees and spread her thighs wide, then moving forward, as far as possible, he settled back on his haunches, his cock's head just grazing the cameo-pink flesh of her cuntal furrow.
He dipped a finger into the viscid moisture bedewing her vaginal opening and spread it on the pulsing head of his cock, then deliberately, he guided it into the sensate slit, the bulbous head pressuring through it to slide, easily, and almost feather-light directly on the tiny erect bud of her clitoris. He moved slowly, delicately, knowing that it would generate intense sensations… so erotically powerful she wouldn't be able to resist.
Tremulously, her body responded, instinctively, her loins rising to meet his tantalizing cock's head, as he sawed it back and forth, lightly, up and down the short length of her throbbingly sensitive clitoris. Firmly, he held her thighs open while he teased at her pulsing, vibrant slit.
Lois began to moan under him, and her head began to flail from side to side, again. Her face was distorted with building passion.
… Then, when she was sure that he must be ready to plunge his monster cock into her, he left of the tormenting agitation… but it was only for a moment. Now, still haunched down between her legs, he was using his hands on her pussy. She felt him place his thumbs against the soft, trembling lips of her cunt and draw them slowly apart, exposing her innermost, secret passage to his salacious gaze. Damn! She's really nice and tight!
Holding her tremulant cunt-lips spread apart, he shoved his hips up until the head of his cock, blood-engorged and shiny red, made electric contact with the tender, coraline flesh of her vaginal passage. He didn't try to enter her. He just moved slowly back and forth, the very tip, only, going into her, teasingly, steadily.
"Oh! OOoohh! God!" she moaned, uncontrollably, as her hips ground up at him, in an attempt, now, to capture his tormenting cock. He's teasing m-me! Oh, God! I've got to… have it… inside m-me… now! She could no longer deny the reality of her need.
Harry watched her lovely, contorted face, as he continued to tantalize her wild, searingly hot cuntal opening with the head of his cock, satisfied that she was losing the battle with him… with herself.
Quickly, then, he shifted his position, coming down over her, his hips wedged in the angle of her thighs, his loins poised over her with his cock still working in the moistness of her flowered open cunt. He held himself aloft on brawny arms, still allowing only the head of his cock to stimulate her. Now, he began sawing up and down the length of her palpitating furrow, starting at the top, his bulbous cock's head pressuring down through it, to rub her clitoris, tormentingly, on down to the portal of her cunt where only a mere half-inch of the head tantalized the opening. He felt her countering hip-thrusts up against him, but he never allowed her to capture him, as he moved up high, again, to repeat the process almost endlessly.
God! It was such torment. He just hung there, above her, teasing her and Harry waited, patiently, for her to break.
It had gone on so long! She wanted him… needed him, now… and he was playing games with her… a cat and mouse game of his own making. Suddenly, she cried out, from the depths of her soul. Her decision had been made for her… her traitorous body demanded it. She wanted to be fucked… now!
"Harry! Make love t-to m-me! P-Put it in… and… and do it!" Lois wailed.
He grinned with lewd satisfaction. This's it! Damn it! She's really ready to be fucked now…! Hot as a two-dollar pistol!