The man's demanding hand momentarily left her straining breast flesh, fingers slipping upward to attack the little buttons that held her blouse closed in front. She gasped and trembled furiously in his grasp as he began slowly, tauntingly undressing her, unbuttoning one button at a time to slowly reveal the milky swell of her cleavage.
The second button of Penny Tucker's thin blouse was coming loose, then the third, and the fourth. The inner curve of her ripe, firm breasts was fully visible to the man now, and he feasted avid eyes upon the rich orb of her tits, nestled as they were within the lacy confinement of her almost transparent little slip of a bra. He could plainly see the rosy pink nubs of her nipples thrusting outward against the flimsy material, jutting forward like twin exclamation points of growing passion which the young woman was totally powerless to hide.
Quickly Bart Masters finished the task of unbuttoning Penny Tucker's flimsy little blouse, and while the young woman cringed in his grasp, he moved swiftly behind her, stripping the outer garment backward and downward, off of her shoulders and along her trembling arms, swiftly tossing it away to land in a rumpled heap on the floor.
Penny cringed as she felt the stranger's hands slipping around her rib cage, beneath her arms, to capture the ripe, trembling mounds of her barely-covered young breasts. His fingers and thumbs immediately snared the jutting little buds of her cherry-like nipples, while his palms began their milking, massaging assault on the luscious cones of mammary flesh. Tingling, flaring jolts of electric passion flooded outward from the excited mounds of Penny's tits, causing her knees to suddenly weaken and threaten to dump her prostrate on the floor at his feet.
The young woman held herself upright only with an effort, reluctantly leaning backward against the cruel man who was tweaking her nipples and massaging her breasts so energetically. To her shock and horror, she could suddenly feel the thrusting rod of his powerful erection, nudging insistently against her plump young buttocks through the dual restraints of his slacks and her tight fitting skirt. Penny felt herself unaccountably going weak and trembly inside, requiring her to lean even more upon her cruel and lecherous captor for support.
With a low growl of animal lust, Masters hooked his strong fingers in the cups of Penny Tucker's bra, yanking sharply down so that the lacy material was torn completely free from her vibrant young tits. Penny gasped, and the man feasted his eyes on the sight of her exposed young breasts as they bobbled and jiggled from the force of their sudden stripping. He let his gaze linger over the thrusting, crinkled little buds of her nipples, standing out nearly an inch from the crinkled pink rings of her aroused areolas.
Masters centered those thrusting little nipples in his palms, reveling in the feel of her excited and erectile flesh chafing against his hands, as he conducted his inciteful rotary massage of her naked luscious tits. He pulled forcefully against those mammary orbs, drawing Penny back tightly against his own body, nudging and probing his covered erection into the barely defined cleft of her tight young ass cheeks as she was pinned against him.
At length, Bart Masters could contain himself no longer. He thrust Penny away from him with one powerful hand, looping the other in the back strap of her now useless bra and pulling sharply with all his might. The girl gasped, then tumbled forward onto her hands and knees as the elastic ripped through and the scanty bra came totally loose in the man's big fist.
Penny Tucker was naked to the waist now, and she rose from her position on hands and knees, crossing arms across her chest in a rather belated effort to preserve some faint vestige of personal modesty. It was all to no avail, however, for Bart Masters was suddenly upon her with a panther-like spring, seizing one of her slender arms in a powerful hand and hauling her, kicking and protesting to her feet. He twisted her about, tossing her bodily backward and onto the mattress, where she bounced for one long moment like a discarded rag doll, her big breasts wobbling and aiming perkily up to meet his avid gaze.
Before Penny could attempt to cover herself again, the evil man was on top of her. He seized both of her slender wrists in one of his big fists, hauling them above her head and holding them there in a grip which closely approximated the locking power of a steel bench vise. Penny was pinned and helpless, unable even to cover the tremulous mounds of her firm young woman's breasts as he panted heavily, devouring that luscious mammary flesh with ravenous eyes.
She was shocked, though hardly surprised, when he brought one of his free hands up to cup and fondle one of her breasts, and then the other. His touch chilled and horrified her, but at the same time there was another sort of chill as well, a sensuous, traitorous chill which Penny could not suppress but was loath to acknowledge to herself.
Her nipples continued to blossom, unfolding into uninhibited erection until they had almost doubled their length once again. It almost felt to Penny as if the crinkled little buds were about to burst wide open, to explode with the violent lustful sensations raging inside her breasts every time the stranger touched and stroked them. She could scarcely believe the way in which her tight young body was betraying her into this evil man's clutches, and yet the evidence was unavoidable and undeniable. Even now, as she fought to control and suppress the raging fires of passion in her manhandled naked tits, an answering and responsive sensation of liquid heat was springing up in the fertile little valley of her cringing cunt.
Penny's legs thrashed about, her heels digging in and seeking leverage on the mattress in an effort to push this obscene man up and off of her twisting young body. Her struggles had the exact opposite effect from that intended, however, for in the process her thighs were widely splayed and the attacker was able to wedge his hips in between her thrashing legs. At the same time, the bucking and twisting action of her hips brought her vaginal lips into constant, chafing contact with the barely-covered swell of his powerful pulsing erection.
There was something in that intimate contact of his thinly masked genitals with her own which sparked an animalistic response deep inside young Penny Tucker. At first she was repelled by the knowledge that this stranger's cock was actually rubbing and sliding along the pouting little nether mouth of her cunt, but then, after only a brief moment of delay, the girl felt a strange and unfamiliar warmth flooding through her lower body, causing her to squirm anew with a fierce energy that had less and less to do with desire to escape.
Young Penny Tucker's breathing had become labored, and she kept her eyes and teeth clenched tightly shut as she battled fiercely with the conflicting emotions at war inside her traitorous young torso. She could scarcely believe what was happening to her, and her young mind rebelled at the way in which this stranger had been able to totally captivate her with his lewd advances in so short a time.
Bart Masters was rapidly driving himself into a frenzy of sexual hunger and desire as he gnawed and sucked on Penny's ripe, firm breasts, keeping his loins in grinding motion against her splayed crotch all the while. He could already feel the familiar tension in his tight testicles, and his lurching penis threatened to burst through the confines of his slacks and undershorts at any moment.
With a strangled growl of pure animalistic lust, Masters pushed himself up on his hands, releasing Penny's wrists now that she was clearly unable to offer him any serious resistance. He forced his hands beneath her tight skirt, swiftly and expertly forcing the material of that restraining garment up around her hips, leaving the whole luscious tableau of her thighs and pelvis open to his gaze, her cringing little pussy hidden only by the moist and almost transparent material of her little bikini panties.