Lorraine loved to feel this man moving like an animal deep inside her, raging against the undulating walls of her vagina. His rubbery, blood-swollen cock head was smashing painfully against the cushiony hardness of her trembling cervix and she wanted more… more!
"Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me! Screw me good! Baby, fuck me good!"
Ed began to pump away at her like a bull, battering her mercilessly. He felt every muscle in his body straining with sensuality and lust.
"Uunnnngggggghhhhh!" he groaned, "Oo o o h h h h h y e e e e s s s s s! Yeeeessssss!"
She ran her hands over his sinewy workingman's body as he slithered snake-like over her, his penis rippling along the palpitating walls of her cunt like a flaming hot poker. She was reveling in it; her eyes were glazed with excitement as she pumped and thrust her hips lewdly upward in feverish acceptance of his brutal strokes. She spread her legs wide and bent her knees as much as possible to give him complete ease of entry as he sank deeper and deeper up into her slippery, passion-drenched pussy. He filled her as no one had ever filled her before, and was fucking her as no one had ever fucked her – not even Raoul!
The two squirming bodies thrashed wildly on the supple black leather upholstery of the car, their passion mounting to incredible proportions. Ed grunted and heaved as he rammed his viciously skewering cock headlong into her streaming vaginal flesh. His brain was reeling with the dimensions of his newfound power. He felt every bit as strong as that picture he remembered of Vallus with the gigantic genitalia.
Lorraine's whole body trembled with the earthquaking excitement of their fucking. Closing her eyes, she saw flying pinwheels of exploding color that spun wildly as Ed sliced his cock up between her obscenely thrashing legs.
"Oooohhhhhhh!" she screamed in naked abandon, "Oooohhhhh!"
Suddenly, from outside the car came a beeping. My God! It's a customer, Ed thought suddenly. Christ, it's a customer!
Ed was suddenly gripped with fear, fear of discovery combined with a rush of anxiety about the crude, vile act of which he was a willing partner. The beeping continued.
Lorraine could feel his passion suddenly falter; quickly she dug her long nails into the flesh of his back, as if to shock him back to the sensuous whirlpool into which they had both sunk. She gyrated her hips wildly, the hot, wet walls of her pussy clutching demandingly at his mammoth masculine hardness still trapped deeply within her loins.
Feeling the sharp, intense pain of her nails digging into his skin, Ed turned back to his naked redhead. The beeping suddenly stopped and he heard the car pull out of the station onto the street. In a dizzying rush, his fear was forced into oblivion by the strange words Lorraine was chanting…
"Surrender to Vallus… surrender to Vallus… Hail Vallus! Hail Vallus!"
Suddenly he was potent and powerful again. With a savage cry, he began furiously fucking his cock into her as if possessed by a demon. "Hail Vallus! Hail Vallus!" he cried, abandoning himself totally. His eyes rolled back in his head and his breathing became fast and hard as he resumed his insane, inspired fucking, his body consumed by raging passion.
"Uuuuunnnnngggghhhh!" he screamed as he neared a searing climax. His balls were shaking, bursting with seed and longing to shoot their boiling load into the pulsing interior of Lorraine's hotly steaming cunt.
"AH… AH… AH…" he began to groan in the gathering turbulence of his verging climax.
Lorraine knew her own release was not far off; her pussy was shaking and shuddering, aching and pleading for orgastic relief. A breathtaking spasm clutched stabbingly at her knotted stomach and gushed through her entire body as she closed her eyes and sank into a surging sea of ecstasy. Waves of uncontrollable delight washed over her as Ed fucked his screaming cock in and out of her. She ran her hands over his wet, straining body and kneaded the fleshy globes of his buttocks that bobbed obscenely as he fucked into her deeper and harder and even more rapidly.
"Aaaaaaaggggggggh!" he cried out suddenly, shooting forth the first hot streams of his heavy cum. His body was trembling and bucking frantically in a roaring, rising tide of orgasm.
Lorraine felt his boiling seed pouring into her wildly sucking young cunt, splashing off her quivering vaginal walls and merging with her own honeyed essence.
She was cumming too!
"Oooohhhhhhhhbbbaaaabbeeeee!" she cried, as she felt the searing rocket-load of pent-up male cum spurt out of his insanely pistoning cock and mix with her own draining vapor. She was torn apart by the volcanic churning deep inside her body, and felt submerged, carried away on a torrent of unbridled cumming.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, their passion drained and Ed, finally satiated, moved away from the red-haired young girl and sat naked and panting on the cool leather seat of the ear.
Lorraine drowsily gazed at him through half-closed eyelids, purring warmly from the wonderful excitement of what had just happened.
"The thing I like most about this gas station," she said in a sultry voice, "is that the service is so good."
Ed laughed aloud and leaned over to kiss her full, red lips.
CHAPTER SIX
At approximately the same hour that day, Alida sat at the desk of the outer office counting a pile of bills. Marion stood before her, trembling and ashamed. Seated nearby, watching his mother, was Raoul.
"Two hundred dollars!" Alida said with contempt. "That's not nearly enough."
"I… I don't have any more," Marion said in a frightened voice. "It's my whole savings…"
"You must bring more," Alida said imperiously.
"I-I haven't got any! I told you."
"No?" Alida asked, her eyes narrowing. "Oh surely, you must have some. Perhaps some mad money tucked away or something you were saving for a special occasion…"
"Why don't you believe me?" Marion said, tears brimming in her eyes. "Oh, please…"
She brought her hands to her face to conceal the cascading tears; her body shook with sobs. Sensing the difficulty, Raoul moved in smoothly.
"Mother… Mother, you are too harsh with Marion. After all, she is the chosen priestess of Vallus. Don't cry Marion," he said, reaching out and gently touching her cheek. "Everything's going to be fine. You mustn't misjudge Mother. She gets over-zealous sometimes in her efforts to please our Master. So if she is harsh, please forgive her. Isn't that right, Mother?"
Alida smiled slyly at her son.
"Yes, Raoul. I do get carried away sometimes. Forgive me, Marion. Will you?"
Fooled by their sincere tone, Marion began to relax a little.
"Come into the worship chamber," Raoul whispered as he stood close to her. "I have something to show you."
"No… no," Marion said, "I couldn't. I have to be getting home."
Raoul gazed into her eyes with a hypnotic intensity.
"Just for a moment," he said in a low voice. "We have a new addition to the chamber and I think you will be pleased. Come. Forget this little quarrel over money. We must not concern ourselves with the material things of this world. Isn't that right?"
"Yes… yes…" she said softly, unable to tear herself away from Raoul's dark, glistening eyes.
"Come into the chamber, oh chosen one, oh beauty of the Night Creatures…"
He gently took her hand and led her into the interior of the building. Marion followed like an obedient child, too confused and frightened to resist. As they left, Alida quickly locked the front door of the office and put the money away in a locked box.
Raoul ushered Marion into the velvet-lined room. As she entered, she gasped, for now, behind the low altar of the wall opposite the mirror was an enormous golden statue of Vallus, exactly as it appeared in the bizarre illustration she had seen. The giant metal figure towered over the room, his mammoth genitals sculpted lewdly; the statue seemed to radiate a strange, compelling power.