The sight of Penny's naked charms almost totally revealed to his eyes drove the lecherous hit man into an ever greater frenzy of wanton desire. He was panting heavily now as he hooked his blunt fingers roughly into the elastic waistband of Penny's little underpants, ripping down and shredding the flimsy material with one violent gesture of his eager hands. The move lifted Penny upward from the mattress momentarily, and then dumped her rudely back again, sobbing softly as she realized that the whole plane of her virginal little twat was finally at the mercy of her cruel and lecherous attacker.
Bart Masters crouched there between Penny's splayed thighs for an eternal instant, feasting his eyes on the steamy beauty of her clasping little vagina. Finally, when he could stand the sensual suspense no longer, he slowly began to slide his rough palms upward along the soft inside of her thighs, inching a torturous path toward the furry triangle of her pubic hair.
Young Penny Tucker was beside herself in a maelstrom of conflicting emotions as she lay with eyes tightly closed, feeling the lecherous stranger's hands creeping ever farther upward along her defenseless inner thighs. She knew only too well that in a very few seconds his blunt, powerful fingers would be foraging in the downy triangle of her pussy hair, tracing the delicate line of her pouting nether lips, perhaps even parting those lips to probe and stroke the moist coraline flesh hidden within.
Penny grimaced, sucking in her breath in an excited little gasp as the man's fingers encroached for the first time upon her private pubic triangle. She ground her ripe buttocks downward into the mattress, struggling in vain to escape from that feathery inciting touch. Her struggle was fruitless, however, and Bart Masters continued his hesitant manual exploration of Penny's pubic forest. His very touch, however light and seemingly timid, served only to inflame the desire which already raged within the young woman's tremulously excited loins.
Bart Masters was breathing heavily, bent forward from the waist as his eager eyes and searching hands joined in a multisensory scrutiny of Penny Tucker's totally revealed young cunt. He traced the fine line of her pussy slit with the tip of one index finger, noting with satisfaction the groan of barely suppressed desire which his lewd caress provoked from the young girl.
Encouraged, Bart hooked his big thumbs in either side of Penny's quivering, pulsating little cunt, slowly and torturously prying those pouting nether lips wide open to reveal the pink flesh nestled within. Her crinkled little vaginal mouth seemed almost to be smiling at him in timid welcome, clasping and unclasping with nervous gestures of irrepressible desire.
Masters chuckled deep in his throat as he recognized the extent to which the young country girl had fallen under his lecherous and insidious power. She was his for the taking now, and he knew it only too well, but still there was some hint of resistance or native innocence about her which compelled him to seek the ultimate admission of surrender from his trembling young female captive.
Unexpectedly, almost without planning the move himself, Bart Masters ducked his head forward and flicked his long pink tongue along the moist waiting slit of Penny Tucker's vibrant little cunt. He watched in fascination as the girl's entire body recoiled from the lewd oral contact, arching upward from the mattress like a taut archer's bow, finally touching the bed only at head and heels as she fought an internal war against the conflicting reactions within her.
"Oh God, no!" she gasped breathlessly, sobbing, almost pleading with her captor. "Not there! Please! I can't stand it!!"
Her pleading cries only encouraged Masters on his own lewd course of action, and he abruptly thrust his face forward once more, locking his mouth tightly against the seething inferno of her captive little pussy.
His lips nibbled maddeningly at the splayed pink flesh of her vagina, his teeth clasping and releasing little nubs of flesh as he made ready to scour her entire yearning little cunt. And all the while, his flicking, darting tongue was at work, laving the coraline flesh of her inner labia, teasing and tickling around the rubbery little mouth of Penny's vagina itself.
The young girl felt that her entire lower body would surely explode as the man's darting tongue made sudden jarring contact with her stiffened little clitoris. The lewd oral contact milked incredible tingling and burning sensations from the erect little pleasure bud, driving Penny onward and upward inescapably toward an undreamed-of pinnacle of animal passion. She gave herself to the vortex of sensation, seeking that peak now eagerly, even aggressively.
Bart Masters sensed his victory instinctively as the young girl's hips began to pick up a counter responsive fucking rhythm of their own, rotating and humping spasmodically so that the steamy slit of her vagina was brought into ever closer conjunction with his teasing, pleasing tongue tip. She began to maneuver her pelvis instinctively, so that her clitoris received the maximum attention from his ravenous, zealous mouth.
Masters paused for a long moment, noting with grim satisfaction the sobbing little sounds of protesting disappointment which issued at once from Penny's straining throat. She wanted his fucking tongue now, needed it badly, and he knew in that moment that only one signal of ultimate surrender remained to be given.
Acting accordingly, Masters withdrew his mouth entirely from the steamy plane of the young girl's hungry cunt, rocking back on his haunches so that he was once more kneeling between her widely-splayed thighs and towering above her like some sort of chiseled statue of the God of Lust. Slowly, teasingly, he began to unfasten his pants and slide them downward over the swell of his hips. At length only his jockey shorts remained, and he watched in satisfaction as Penny feasted her eyes on those skimpy undergarments, tracing the bulging outline of his barely covered erection through the stretched and already moistened cloth.
Finally, without further ado, Masters hooked his thumbs in the elastic waistband of his shorts and lowered them in one fluid, practiced motion, revealing his cock to Penny Tucker for the first time. She seemed hypnotized by the sight of that swaying, jutting organ, watching it bobble there, thrusting out from the tangled thatch of his pubic curls like the magic wand of some dark and powerful sorcerer.
Penny Tucker was captivated and terrified at the same time by the awesome sight of Bart's thrusting cock. She traced every vein and ripple of that massive organ with her hungry eyes, ending at the helmet-shaped glans and the single, glinting drop of pearly pre-ejaculate fluid which seeped from the cyclopic eye of his cock head. Penny was frightened almost to death of that threatening male flesh, and yet, at the same time, she felt an incredible emptiness inside her heated young loins, promising to completely consume her if she did not soon find sensual relief.
Bart Masters seemed to read the conflicting signals which reached Penny's inflamed brain, and he acted upon the point of her greatest immediate weakness. Swinging his hips down and forward, guiding his long stiff penis with one hand, he suddenly brought the blunt glans into tingling, teasing contact with the hot meat of her vagina.
Penny's entire young body tensed, once more arching upward from the mattress as male genital flesh touched her own for the first time in her life. She ground her pearly white teeth together in a rage of conflicting emotions, her fingers knotting into the rumpled bedspread as she fought to retain some vestige of dignity at the same time as her body cried out for pure sexual fulfillment from the stranger.
Masters knew that he had her completely in his power, and he played with his cock upon the burning, jangling nerve endings of her cunt as a virtuoso might play a musical instrument. He sought to evoke from her every last ounce of physical and sexual energy, to drive her full tilt up the pinnacle of passion from which there would be no return short of total, shattering orgasm. But first, before he would permit her that release, he meant to heap upon her the final indignity, to force from her the ultimate admission of abject female surrender.