"Okay, bend way over now, and spread those legs way, way apart."
He made her bend so she was almost horizontal, her heavy breasts dangling straight down below her chest. He nudged her legs a little further, then his foot hooked her ankle and she fell forward, clawing at the wall as she dropped painfully to her knees.
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said, "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to do that. Here, why don't we do it over the table instead!"
He helped her up and brought her to the table. He kicked a chair aside and shoved her again the corner of the table, so the corner was right between her legs, and just below her light thatch of fluffy blonde pussy hair. He didn't seem to notice this, and his leg slid between hers and pulled them apart.
"Ooohwwwwwww!" she cried, as her pussy came down on the sharp corner of the table.
"What's the matter!" he asked, his knee keeping her legs wide as her weight crushed her soft pussy mound against the table. She twisted and squirmed and finally managed to slide off the corner, cupping her pussy in her hands as she moaned in pain.
"What happened!" he asked.
"You… you… jammed me against the corner," she gulped, looking up at him warily.
"I did! Well, I'm sorry, why don't you move over a little! Now bend over. Let's stop all this whining and be a big girl."
He bent her over, forcing her chest down on the table, and pulled her legs wide apart. He pulled rubber glove from his pocket and put it on, then pressed his finger against her tightly closed pussy slit.
He wriggled it slowly up inside her as Amy clenched her hands tight and closed her eyes in humiliation.
Amy felt his finger twisting around inside her and then wriggle in deeper. He eased it back, then slid it back, no, there were two fingers now, two fingers prying her pussy lips apart and wriggling up into her cunt tunnel.
He pushed them in to the knuckles and then twisted them around inside. He tried pushing them deeper, and she felt the knuckles of his other fingers pressing down hard against her pussy mound. Her pussy ached as he jammed his fingers in further and further.
At least he pulled them back, but then she felt them pushing in again, only there seemed to be more of them, that is, it felt thicker as it, they, whatever, pushed into her.
As his fingers pushed in, they seemed to pet wider, forcing her pussy lips further and further apart. The strain on them mounted and she was soon groaning with the pain. "Oh God!" she gasped as her pussy lips were torn even further open.
"Wha… what are you doooooooinnggg!" she moaned.
"Just thought I felt something. Take it easy while I fish it out."
"There's nothing theeeerrree," she moaned.
His fingers twisted from side to side, eased in, then back, forward, then back, slowly wriggling and pushing their way deeper. She felt his knuckles pressing against her pussy lips, felt them grinding against her as he twisted his hand from side to side. He pushed hard and she clenched her teeth as his knuckles ground down even harder, then, slowly, straining her pussy lips wide, wide apart, they slid in through them.
His fingers were way up inside her now, and she knew a vague relief that she had lost her cherry a couple of months ago. Otherwise she'd sure have lost it now.
His fingers thrust in and she cried out in pain as her pussy lips were torn wider still. Then they began to slide a little bit closed, the strain easing as she felt, with astonishment and shock, what had to be his whole hand slide through.
"Oh my God," she gasped. "Oh please! OOohh, hhhh! Uuuunngghhhh!"
His fingers opened and closed, twisting around, pressing against the soft, elastic flesh of her pussy cavity. She felt her cunt lips close around his wrist as his hand turned and twisted inside her lower belly.
"What are you doing!" she cried.
"Just searching for drugs," he said calmly.
"Stop it! Take it out!"
"As soon as I'm done," he said.
"Oooooohhhh," she groaned, panting and gasping and grunting in pain as his hand turned slowly from side to side. His fingers wiggled like live snakes in her belly, pressing this way and that, poking and prodding against the sides of her pussy tunnel.
Still he pushed forward, his wrist rasping against her cunt lips as it slid through. Amy ground her teeth in agony at how terribly stretched her cunt lips were. The flesh was strained to the breaking point, and as his hand moved deeper into her belly and his wrist slid through, his arm followed, forcing her cunt lips still wider.
She sobbed in pain as his hand jerked to and fro, pushing forward, then drawing back, forward, then back, always working its way deeper into her belly. It was simply beyond belief to her to feel his fingers wiggle inside her lower belly.
And then his fingers touched the very bottom of her pussy tunnel, scratching against her cervix. He still pushed forward, bringing more pressure to bear, then halted, and, one by one, drew his fingers in tight against his palm, forming a tight, hard, round fist deep in her guts.
She trembled in shock and pain as his fist turned from side to side, twisting way up in her guts. Her twat lips were straining and aching as they clutched at his wrist, and now she felt his fist push deeper.
"Please!" she sobbed, tears coursing down her cheeks.
"Now, now. You can take it," he cooed. He punched his fist deeper and she cried out in pain. He smiled, his eyes taking in her perfect round ass flesh, and below that, her tight pussy opening wrapped around his wrist.
He pushed his fist deeper, his excitement lending him strength and taking away his patience. His left arm slid around her and he grit his teeth as he forced his fist all the way down to the bottom of her fuck tunnel. He ground his knuckles against her cervix as she wept and moaned and begged him to stop.
Her cunt strained even harder as his forearm moved into it, forced wider and wider as more of his arm pushed in and his arm thickened. She was jerking and shaking, trembling uncontrollably now as his big fist hit her cervix and began to grind harshly against it.
"Sto… oooo… ooo… pppppp!" she sobbed.
"Not hardly," he smiled.
He continued to twist his arm around inside her, grinding his fist on her cervix. Then he pulled back slightly, then pushed forward. He pulled back several inches, then thrust forward, drawing a squeal of pain from the gasping, moaning, weeping teenager.
He jerked his fist back, fighting the tightness of her hot, sucking pussy tube, slowly pulling his thick fist back down her fuck tunnel all the way to the entrance. Then he punched into her as hard as he could. Even then, his fist only moved five or six inches, but it was enough to make her scream in shocked pain.
He was panting in heat now, his cock bulging as he tore his fist back and punched in again. Again she shrieked. He forced his fist the rest of the way up into her twat and ground his knuckles on her cervix, then tore it back violently.
Amy wailed in pain and misery and confusion as her punched his fist back and forth inside her. Her legs were straining wide to open herself as much as possible, but her pussy ached and stung anyway, and her guts were twisting and churning inside her as he forced his big fist up and down in her belly.
"Gotta make… sure there's nothing in here," he panted, jamming his fist up into her belly.
"Noooooo! Noooooooo!" she screamed, "Aaarrrhhh!"
His fist pumped up and down in her with more ease now, since he'd worn down her cunt muscles, stunned them into submission. His arm moved steadily, his forearm sliding in and out of her pussy opening as she writhed and shook and trashed on the table.
Her hands clawed at the table and her head jerked and twisted from side to side. Her legs jerked and flopped as he forced her up higher over the table, and her ass bucked up repeatedly. He sniggered in pleasure, pounding his fist into her slit with savage glee, revelling in the tightness of her warm belly. He wished he could shove his whole arm up into her, then climb in behind it.
He drew his fist back down her twat a final time, then slowly straightened out his fingers and eased his hand back out of her pussy. She cried out again as his hand popped free of her twat, then subsided into weeping and moaning.
Her pussy remained open, a gaping hole into her body. He bent and peered into it, watching her glistening pink flesh disappearing up into the darkness of her body.
He tore his pants open and pulled his bulging prick out, eyes wild with excitement.