Sherry looked at the farmhouse with a sinking feeling in her stomach. She hadn't expected to ever ace the place again, but she knew one thing for sure. She wasn't going to stay. She was just looking for her chance to get away again, and this time she would just keep running. She would get away if she had to walk nil the way back to the city.
Tim was standing in the yard as Dirk pulled the truck to a stop. He had his big hands on his hips as he watched them climb out of the truck. He didn't look happy.
"So she tried to run away," Tim said.
"Sure did," Dirk said, grinning, "but I sure taught her a lesson. Made her suck me off right there in front of everybody. Best fucking head I've ever got, too!"
"That's good," Tim said, "but I don't think that's enough. I think she needs to learn a real lesson."
His face was ugly as he put his broad hand on his belt. Sherry's mouth dropped open. Surely he couldn't be planning on beating her with that thing! She heard Dirk's rough laughter and she knew that that was exactly what he was planning.
"Yes sir," Tim said. "A little strap across your bare ass ought to teach you better."
Her legs felt weak. She knew he meant what he said, and he had a look of enjoyment on his face. It looked as if he had just been waiting for a chance to take a strap to her. Sherry was beginning to realize that there was something different about her cousins and her uncle. They didn't just like sex. They liked to feel power and the ability to hurt someone. She had seen that trait in David and now she saw it in Tim. He undid his belt and pulled it off. He doubled it up and slapped it against the palm of his hand. He walked toward her with that same sick grin on his face.
"Leave me alone," she said.
She backed up but not far. Dirk was standing behind her and she felt his strong arms go around her waist, holding her still. He bent down and blew in her ear.
"Now don't you fight," he whispered. "Or you'll get it worse. Tim likes it when they fight."
She got scared. She couldn't just stand there because he would really hurt her. She brought her foot down hard on Dirk's toes and he howled in rage. She hardly realized what she was doing as she drove her foot down again and he let go of her.
She ran for the barn. She heard Tim yelling at her. She got to the door and then remembered that there was no back door. She was so scared she could hardly stand up and she felt like she was going to be sick. She tried to make it around the corner of the barn and Dirk tackled her. She scratched and clawed at him but he just laughed at her.
"She wants to go to the barn," Tim said. "Take her to the barn."
Dirk picked her up like a sack of produce and pitched her over his broad shoulder. He carried her kicking and screaming to the barn. He dropped her on the hay with her arms twisted up behind her. He picked up a piece of rope and tied her hands and then pitched the end of the rope over a rafter. He tied her solidly to the rafter so that she could barely move.
"Let me go," she sobbed. "Don't hurt me. I won't run away any more."
"Lying bitch," Dirk said.
He tore her clothes off her. She had never felt so naked as she did hanging there. She couldn't turn her head enough to see Tim but she could hear him. He pressed up against her and his hands caressed her bare ass.
"Nice and round and soft," he whispered. "It's a shame I have to mark it up. But you know you have to learn a lesson. We can't have you running away every time my back is turned."
"I won't," Sherry said. "I promise you. I won't!"
"Oh, you would," Tim said. "As soon as you got the chance. But that's because you haven't got the fear. But you're going to get the fear."
"Please," Sherry sobbed.
Tim rubbed the leather of his belt against her and she shivered. His fingers parted her thighs and he pulled the leather belt between them. He pulled it back and forth for a few moments, creating some new sensations in Sherry's body.
"See," Tim said. "I can make you feel good. Real good. I can also make you hurt like hell!"
She screamed as her uncle jerked the belt from between her sensitive thighs. He brought it down with a hard snap of his wrist that made her hurt all over. She heard Tim laughing and then asking Dirk to go to the house for a beer.
The waiting was hard. Tim didn't speak to her while Dirk was gone for the beer. Ho didn't put his hand on her. She heard him whispering when Dirk came back and she heard the pop tops on the beer cans. Again she tried to turn her head but the rope allowed just so much movement.
"Now the real fun begins," Tim said.
He beat her all over with the belt. He beat her until she was sobbing for mercy and promising anything. He kept biting her until she started thinking that he a going to beat her to death.
Finally he stopped. Tim lifted her head and looked into her puffy face. Her cheeks were tear-stained but the anger and spirit had left her eyes. Now she looked at him like a frightened animal.
That was the way Tim liked his women to be. Afraid of him. A scared woman would do anything she we asked and without question. He let his hands fail to her creamy tits and he canned her until he felt her nipples begin to stiffen.
Damn, but she we a hot one. Even after a beating like this one she could still feel passion. He grabbed her hair and bent her head back until she we staring up at the ceiling. He knew it we almost an impossible position and she started to whimper softly.
"All right," Tim said, "let's take her up to the house."
"Why not right here?" Dirk asked.
Tim nodded. The hay was soft and it had been a while since he'd really fucked a woman in the barn. He reached up and untied her hands and she fell to her knees. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face against his crotch.
Her lips started working immediately, almost frantically. That we the way it always went. The women wanted to satisfy him, to do anything he wanted. A good beating made a woman easier to live with.
"Take my prick out," he said.
Her fingers tugged nervously at his zipper but she got it down. He felt her small hand reach inside his trousers and search in his shorts for his hard prick. Her fingers touched him deliciously. He spread his legs as her fingers wrapped around his prick and she pulled it out.
He sipped at his beer as he looked down at the top of her blond head. She looked up at him. Her face was questioning and he nodded. Damn, but this was better than he had expected. The little bitch was asking his permission to suck his cock. Damn, but this was fine. He grinned at Dirk, who was stripping out of his clothes.
"Feels good," he said. "Feels real good!"
He grabbed her by her head and forced his cock deep into her throat. He sighed as he felt his cock-head pressing against the back of her throat. He started moving his hips, thrusting his hard cock in and out of her full red lips.
"A little tongue," he groaned. "Ahhh, that's it, baby. Give me a little tongue. Fine. Nice. This feels good, you fucking sweet little cunt!"
He felt the ache in his balls and he knew he was getting ready to come. Quickly he jerked his cock out, leaving a little stain of white on her lips. He brushed his throbbing cock-head back and forth across her full lips, loving the tingly sensations she gave him.
"Damn nice," he said. "So fucking sweet. Come on over here, Dirk."
Dirk came closer and brushed his hard cock against her cheek. He saw her close her eyes and her face blushed red with shame. That excited him.
He held his cock in his stubby hand and he directed his dripping cock-head all over her face.
"That's enough," Tim said. "Get on your back, Son. Let's let her ride your prick."
Dirk leaned over and based Sherry's cum-stained dick before he dropped to his knees and then to his back. He still had his thick fingers wrapped sound his pulsating meat and he pointed it out at her, grinning.
"Come on now," he told her. "Come and get it, baby."
Sherry acted like a zombie as she straddled rim. All the fire and spit had been beaten out of her. She knew only one thing. She would do what she had to do to keep Tim from hitting her any more. She also knew that she wouldn't try to run again. Fear was like a thick hand covering her throat, almost keeping her from breathing. She knew she would never be able to run. She wouldn't have the strength.
"Sit on me, Sherry," Dirk said impatiently. "Hurry up. I want to feel your tight cunt covering me!"
She slowly lowered herself on his fat prick. She felt his prick-head stretching the lips of her cunt and then that feeling took hold of her again. Her insides started quivering as his thick staff slipped into her, filling her.
"Fantastic," Dirk said. "She can still feel tight even after the beating you gave her. She's one fantastic piece of ass. So fucking nice!"
"The best we've ever had," Tim agreed. He was standing near and he put his hand on top of her head. He dropped his hand to caress her tit, running his fingers gently across her flesh. Her nipples grew hard and aching. He pinched one and she moaned. He put his broad hand back on the top of her head.
"Now bounce on him," he told her. "Bounce up and down. You do the fucking. Make him feel good. Milk his cock good or I'll have the belt to you again!"
Even the thought of it made her blood run cold. She started to bounce up and down frantically. As his thick cock slid up into her tight cunt, Dirk reached up and cupped her tits. He squeezed her until it almost hurt but that kind of pain seemed to add to her pleasure.
"She's beginning to dig it," Tim said. "Her tits are getting hard."
She felt Tim pressing against her back. His hard cock was rubbing up her spine and pressing against her neck. She could feel the wet touch of his cock-head against her skin. Her lips parted as she thought about getting his hard cock in her mouth again. She could almost feel his cock-head snug against the back of her throat.
"Ummm," she moaned softly. She was beginning to feel good. She had not forgotten the beating but she was more consumed with the hot, tingly feeling in her cunt.
"God, she's making it tight," Dirk groaned. "I don't know if I can stand it. She's making it so tight."
"Hang oh, boy," Tim said. "Don't come yet. We're going to get it together."
Sherry wondered what he meant, but she didn't have long before she found out. Tim's hand went back to the back of her neck and he was pushing her forward. She didn't mind that. Her tits pressed against Dirk's hard, hairy chest and she started rubbing her nipples against his. Dirk's arms went around her shoulders and pulled her even tighter.
His hot lips pressed against hers, his tongue thrusting into her mouth again and again. The fires grew in her. She could feel her juices flowing, giving his cock easier entrance. She opened her mouth wider and drove her tongue against his. His hips started thrusting upward as his excitement grew.
His hand jerked her mouth away by grabbing her hand.
"Gawd," he said. "I can't wait. It's getting to feel so fucking good."
"Goddamn it, wait!" Tim commanded.
Dirk slowed his upward thrusts. Sherry protested loudly as she wiggled around trying to get him started again. He wouldn't. She knew he wanted to. Why was he waiting?
"Come on," Sherry pleaded with him. "I'm hot. I'm so hot. Please keep on fucking me!"
Then she realized why Tim had her in the position she was in. She felt his strong hands massaging her asscheeks. He pulled them apart so that her tiny whole was exposed to him. He rubbed his fingers across her tiny hole.
Sherry stopped wiggling. All excitement went out of her. She tried to move out of his grasp. There was no possible way to do that. Both men were too strong for her. She groaned as she felt one rough finger slip into her ass.
"You're going to like this, sugar," Tim said.
"No," she begged him. "No, please don't do that. Anything but that. It'll hurt too bad. Pleaseeee!"
Tim wasn't listening. He was enjoying himself too much. He was taking his time because he knew there was no way she was going to escape. He thought that nothing was more beautiful than this luscious ass in front of him. He drove his finger into her ass a few times, getting her prepared.
Then he knelt behind her and pressed his cock-head snugly against her tiny asshole. Even then he didn't drive it in. He took his time. He held his cock in one hand and rubbed his cock-head up and down the crack of her ass. He grew more excited as he felt her trying to wiggle out from under him.
"Don't wiggle so, Sherry," he said, laughing. "You're going to get it. Just relax."
"Don't do it to me," she begged, sobbing.
There was no way to stop him. His prick pounded in hot excitement and he couldn't wait. Again he pressed his cock-head firmly against her tiny puckered hole. She felt so sweet. He gave a shove and slowly forced her ass open to him. She was so fucking tight. She was trying to wiggle away.
"You're tearing me in half!" she screamed. "You're killing me. You have to stop! You're killing me! God, please stop! Please don't hurt me any more!"
He had never felt such pressure. She was so rigid that he had to give another brutal shove to get his cock-head inside. Her frantic wiggling only excited him further. He could feel a hot, aching pressure building in his balls. When he came he was really going to give her a fun load.
"Let me go!" she wailed.
"Don't be so impatient, Sherry," he said. "You're going to get every inch of it soon."
"Bastard!" she cried out loudly. "You bastard! You ugly fucking bastard! You're killing me! God, you're killing me!"
"Shut her up for a while," Tim commanded.
Sherry moved her head from side to side but still Dirk managed to press his mouth against hers. His tongue pushed deeply into her throat. He had calmed down a little and he began his thrusting movements with his cock once again. Sherry couldn't help but respond. Each time his cock pushed into her it rubbed against her clit.
This sub tic mixture of pain and pleasure was beginning to drive her up the wall. She wanted it to stop but then she didn't want it to stop. She was confused and angry. The more she wiggled the deeper her ass sucked in Tim's cock.
Tim was beginning to lose his patience. He had wanted to be a little gentle with her but he hadn't expected it to feel this good. He had never gotten his cock into a woman's ass that felt so snug. He could wait no longer to get his throbbing prick inside her.
He stretched out on top of her so that she was sandwiched between himself and his brawny son. He gave a brutal shove and his cock went partially into her tight ass. He shoved again and went a little farther and he could finally feel her muscles relaxing.
"You Goddamned bastard!" she screamed. "You sick bastard! Stop that!"
He had no pity on her. Once more he shoved hard and this time his prick went nil the way into her ass. He filled her up. He waited for a little while as he felt her row used to his intruding prick.
"Now, Son," Tim directed. "We fuck her together."
Tim pulled his prick out and slammed it forcefully back into her ass again. He did it twice more until he had her juicy enough so that he could begin fucking. He began to screw her in slow, deep strokes that made her body shudder each time he drove his cock into her.
"God, Tim," Dirk groaned. "I can feel you fucking her. I can feel you!"
"I told you," Tim said. "Didn't I say this was good!"
"It's fantastic!" Dirk agreed. It was also fantastic for Sherry once the pain stopped. It took a few minutes before she could feel the tingles again, but then the heat in her body grew more powerful than before. She was filled with cock. As filled as she'd ever been. Two throbbing pricks fucking her with the same rhythm was more than she could stand.
"Feel her moving?" Dirk groaned. "She's starting to like it. She's moving so good!"
Sherry tried to fight the feelings but not for long. The wild animal in her came out. She scratched and clawed and bit into Dirk's shoulder. It felt so good! It was such a delicious feeling to have two big cocks pounding her. It felt so fantastic to have their cocks rubbing together through her thin cunt wall. She ground her mouth against Dirk's. This time it was her tongue that drove deeply into his mouth.
He turned at her hair but she wouldn't be pulled away. She started driving her tongue in and out of his mouth with the same slow rhythm that they fucked her with. She felt absolutely savage! Every nerve in her body tingled.
Shiny felt them increasing their thrusting rhythm. They were fucking her savagely, harder and faster each second. Sweat dripped from all their bodies.
"God," Sherry, moaned. "You're making me feel good. You're making me hot all over."
"Fuck her hard," Tim grunted. "Fuck her hard!"
"Yes," Sherry agreed. "Fuck me hard! Fuck me with those fucking cock!"
She felt Dirk shudder. He started to groan softly and his cock-head seemed to expand within her. She knew that Dirk wasn't going to last much longer. Somehow she got her fingers in between them and she softly caressed his balls.
"Ahhhhh," Dirk gasped. "She's such a fucking hot box! It feels so good. So Goddamned good. I'm going to blow my wad. Jesus, it feels so fucking good. I can't stand itttt!" She kept milking his cock as he exploded within her. Hot rivers of cum filled her insides. She shivered as she felt Tim's cock growing in her ass. She started thrusting back to meet him, trying to draw his cock even deeper into her ass. It seemed like his thick cock-head was going into her stomach. She moaned and gasped as she felt the first flames rock her body.
"Oooooo!" she moaned. "Oooooh, I'm coming! I love it! I love your cock up my ass! It's making me come! It's making me come! Jesus, it feels SO WONDERFULLLLL!"
Later Sherry would have to admit to herself that it was the best orgasm she'd ever experienced. It made her entire body weak. Tim's cock grew and she could feel his cum pouring into her ass and she kept thrusting back as long as he moved.
It was fantastic. Really fantastic!
She wouldn't admit it to them, though. She wouldn't speak a word as the two men got dressed and left her in the barn. She looked at her torn clothes and she thought about running away. She might make it. Then a fear came over her so strong that it nearly made her physically sick.
She couldn't run away. Not now. Not ever. Not until they told her to leave. Now she was too afraid of them. She gathered up her clothes and walked to the house.
[missing text] introducing her to new things. Yet she felt lonely. She put her comb down and stepped back from the mirror. Her hair was getting longer than she liked it. Already the ends reached down to the small of her back. She liked it a little shorter and fluffier but her hair was now the way Dirk liked it and the way that Dirk demanded it to be.
Everything else about her new look she liked. Her body was a little plumped but she had always been too skinny. She had been getting plenty of sun and now she no longer needed to wear stockings for her legs to have a tanned look.
"I look like the farmer's daughter," she said. She picked her comb up and gave her hair another few strokes. She went to her closet and picked out a short blue skirt and a frilly white blouse. Tim had wanted her to play hostess for him that evening. He was having a card game and he wanted her to serve the players like a waitress. He especially wanted her to be dressed in the sexiest outfit she had.
She knew he wasn't disappointed in her choice when she walked down the stairs. His eyes practically bugged out. She had on the short blue skirt, a tight, pretty thing that barely touched the top of her thighs. She wore blue panties that showed a slight outline beneath the skirt. Enough to show that she was wearing bikini panties.
She found she hadn't needed the uplift bra she'd picked out to wear. Her breasts practically spilled out of the top of the frilly blouse and she'd unbuttoned the top two buttons to give herself even more cleavage.
She'd want high heels that, though they were hard to walk in, gave her a taller appearance. She reached the bottom of the stabs and she turned for him, making sure he got the fun view.
"Fantastic," he said. "Damn, I feel like taking you back upstairs right now."
She was a little surprised. Tim was not the sort who usually gave compliments. Her outfit must have really gotten to him in a way she'd not expected. For a few moments she'd thought that he really was going to take her back upstairs.
"No," Tim said finally. "I don't want to men you up. I want the fellows to see you just like that. I've been telling them what a fantastic-looking piece you are and now they'll see for themselves. I'll teach those bastards to lie."
Sherry got the feeling that this wasn't going to be a really friendly card game. She remembered that she hadn't been excited when he'd told her about it. In fact, he seemed angry just as he did now. She wondered what it was all about.
The card players were late getting there. Two of them were farm types like rim. Big, brawny suntanned men who looked like they were used to hard work. It was the third man who shocked Sherry. She hadn't seen him in a long while but she'd thought about him often. It was Rick.
Tim didn't look as happy to see him as he'd looked about seeing the other two men. He said all the right things but his voice was at mined.
"Well let's get this started," Rick said.
They sat around the table and began to play cards. Twice, as Sherry moved about the room, she felt Rick's eyes on her. Each time she smiled at him but his eyes were hard and cold, as if he hated her. She knew that he had probably heard all the stories about her.
"All right," Rick said finally. "This isn't getting us anywhere. You know I didn't come to play for small stakes."
Sherry felt the sudden tension in the room. The two farm men looked down at the floor. Tim stared into Rick's eyes with obvious hostility. Rick smiled and Tim was forced to look away.
"What do you want?" Tim asked in a whisper.
"You know I hate you," Rick said softly. "You know I want your family out of this town. That's what it's all about. By the time I'm finished one of us is going to see the light."
"I won't leave," Tim said weakly. "This is my home."
"One of us is leaving," Rick said.
Tim's hands trembled a little and Sherry once again felt that aura around Rick. Men were frightened of him. It wasn't anything he did. It was just that feeling that he could do something. He was more of a man than Tim, Dirk or David.
"I can't leave," Tim protested.
"Rape is an ugly crime," Rick said. "I don't want Dinah to go to court. I don't want any publicity. That's why we're playing this game. At the end of it one of us agrees to leave."
"You can go to hell," Tim said.
Rick stood up. At first Sherry thought he was going to start swinging. His face was an angry red. He reached across the table and placed one hand on Tim's shoulder.
"I thought we could do this peaceably," Rick said. "Say, a nice card game. But you're leaving. Take your bags and get the fuck out of this community. Take your sick family with you. Be gone in the morning or I'm going to come over and help you pack."
Rick's voice was soft but he had scared Tim. Even Sherry could see that. His face was a pale white and his hands trembled. Sherry had never thought anything could scare Tim. He shook Rick's hand off but he said nothing.
"In the morning," Rick said.
He gave Sherry another angry look as he walked to the door, but he said nothing else. The door slammed shut behind him and there was an audible sigh of relief from the three men.
"Damn," Tim said. "Well, I'm not going to worry about that bastard any more. Let's play cards."
"Are you going to leave?" one of the men asked. "Hell no," he said. "That bastard's not big enough to run me off the farm."
The three of them concentrated on their card game. Now they were playing seriously. Tim was losing badly. He kept calling for Sherry to bring him more beer. Each time he would reach over and fondle part of her.
"Nice," he would say. "Fucking sweet-looking girl. I told you guys she was nice."
"I never would have believed it," one man said. Tim kept gaming and he grew angry. The money in front of him dwindled. Finally there wasn't any.
He put down his cards with disgust.
"Well I guess that's it," one farm man said.
"Wait," Tim said, half drunk. "You've got to give me a chance to get some of my money back."
"How?" the farm man asked. "You haven't anything left to play with."
Tim's eyes wandered around the room. They stopped at Sherry. She was standing near the door and she felt a little cold at the expression on his face.
"I've got something else to bet," he said. "How'd you like a little time alone with Sherry?"
Sherry had been afraid that was what he was going to suggest. She felt her heart pound as the big red-headed farmer looked her way and grinned at her. He licked his full, meaty lips. He looked over at his friend.
"What do you think, John?" he asked.
"Fine with me, Red," John answered.
"Good," Tim said. "Pass me some money over here. I'm going to win this one."
He didn't. Tim lost the next hand and the next and the money in front of him dwindled until it was gone. Red put the cards down with a slow smile, "That's it," Red said. "You've lost everything in the pile. Come on over here, honey."
Red looked straight at Sherry and she felt her knees grow weak. Red was a nice-looking man and she might have been willing if it had been a normal situation. But she didn't like the thought of being won in a poker game like some piece of property. Tim saw her hesitation and he leaned back in his chair. He touched his leather belt and Sherry felt sick inside.
"Come here," Red repeated.
Sherry walked to him and stood by his chair. He just sat thew looking at her like a mouse might look at a piece of cheese it was about to devour.
"Where's your bedroom?" Red asked.
"Upstairs," she answered.
"Well let's go, sugar," he said.
She walked slowly up the stairs with Red right cc her heels. She hesitated at the door but Red pushed it open. He placed one big hand at the small of her back and pushed her inside. He stood in the doorway with his beefy hands on his hips and looked around her room.
"Nice," he said. "I like a woman with taste and I can tell you've done a little work."
"Thank you," she said.
It sounded so stupid she wished she hadn't said it. He grinned at her. He walked around the room examining things. Nothing she had was private. He opened drawers and went through her clothes. This was the ultimate cruelty. No man had ever invaded her privacy the way Red was doing.
Finally Red turned his attention to her once more. "All right," he said. "Strip it off. Let's see what I won."
"Not like this," she said. "Come back sometime and I'll give you what you want, but not like this. This is dirty. I feel so… cheap."
"You weren't cheap," he said. "You cost a good bit. I'm a working boy and I don't have time to come calling so strip it off, sugar. Strip it off now."
Her hands felt numb as she undid the buttons of her blouse and pulled her blouse apart. His eyes ogled her bare flesh almost like hands touching her. She let the blouse fall to the floor and she cupped her hands underneath her breasts.
"Beautiful," he said. "Absolutely fantastic. I thought you might have had a funny bra on to make them stand up that way. But you didn't. Nice, baby. Nice."
She unzipped her skirt and let it fail. She remained in her high heels and flimsy blue panties. She knew he could plainly see her heavy bush through her panties. She started to kick her heels off but he stopped her.
"No," he said. "Keep everything else on. I'll take the panties off later. And I like a woman in high heels. I think she looks sexier that way. Come on over here. I want you to undress."
There was something sexy about the situation. Something that caused Sherry's blood to stir. She didn't like being won in a poker game but somehow she felt that Red was going to be a good lover. A very good lover.
She walked to him and he gathered her into his strong arms. He explored her mouth with his tongue and she began to feel hot and shivery all over. His hands dropped to her buttocks and he squeezed gently over and over.
She slipped out of his grasp and reached for the buttons of his shirt. He had a nice chest. Strong and hairy with the same bright color as his red hair.
She got his shirt unbuttoned and then reached for his buckle. It took her only a few seconds to get it undone and she pulled his trousers down.
He wore undershorts and she tuned the shorts down to his knees. His cock was only half hard but it was huge. She lifted his balls in her fingers as she pressed herself close to him again. His hands cupped her buttocks. She squeezed his balls with the same gentle rhythm. His tongue jutted into her mouth and she wiggled her tongue against his.
It was a nice feeling, a hot feeling. He was strong but he wasn't rough. He was a lot like Rick had been in the way he loved her and Sherry started wondering how many other men in the world could also make her feel so good.
"Umm, baby," he said, pushing her away. "Why don't you go down and see about my prick. It feels so lonely down there."
"Yes," she agreed. "We can't let it get lonely." She dropped her knees and found his hard prick against her cheek. Sherry moved her head slowly until the head of his cock pressed against her lips. She wanted to make it good for him. She wanted him to enjoy it. She opened her lips and sucked just the sensitive crown between her teeth.
"Baby," he moaned. "I never had too many girls do that to me. They usually don't want to. But you make it feel so good. So fucking nice!"
She understood, from the sound of his voice, that he had probably never had a real blowjob before. Well she was going to give him one. She'd forgotten that he had won her in a poker game. There was something else inside her now, some urgency that drove her to make him happy. She wanted him to be satisfied.
She licked the length of his cock, tasting his sweet taste of hay and sweat. He smelled like a man who worked on a farm. It was a good smell. She licked the sweat from his balls and then took one gingerly in her mouth.
She hollowed her cheek and rolled his sensitive sac between her tongue and teeth. It drove him crazy. His hips began to move and she wondered how excited he was going to get when she took his wonderful cock into her mouth.
She couldn't wait to find out. She licked back up the underside of his cock and stopped her lips just above his crown. She licked away the little drop of lubricating fluid that was there. He moaned and he tried to thrust his shaft into her mouth.
"Suck me," he said. "Please suck me. I want to feel my cock in your mouth."
She didn't make him wait any longer. She opened her mouth and took his shaft completely into her hot cavern. Her tongue flicked around the sensitive crown rapidly. She felt his throbbing, massive staff jerking in her mouth as he grew more and more excited.
She sucked him deeper, feeling him snug against the back of her throat. It was like the time with Dirk except she was enjoying herself a lot more. Her curd ached.
"I love it," Red moaned. "I love it. God, you're a fine woman!"
She brushed her hair back from her eyes as she really went to work on his cock. She began to bob her head up and down on his rod, coating him with her saliva and his dripping juices. He leaked a lot. She kept tasting his salty fluid.
She wondered how long it had been since he'd had a woman. She ran her fingers lightly across his balls and she could feel how heavy they were. It had to have been a long time. It felt as if he had been saving it for a while.
"Oh fuck," he groaned softly. "I'm coming, baby. Take your mouth away quick. I'm coming."
She looked at him in puzzlement. Take her mouth away? Why? Then she realized he was flying to keep her from having to take a mouthful of his cum. He hadn't really ever had a good blowjob before. She smiled at him.
"I'm almost there," he groaned. "You'd better stop!"
"I don't want to stop," she said. "I want to drink your cum. I want to drink every drop!"
Red couldn't believe it. He grabbed the back of her head and drove his cock deep into her throat. His hands felt burning hot. He felt the fluid going through his thick cock.
"I'm there!" he screamed. "I'm going to come! I'm going to put my cum in your mouth! You're taking it in your mouth! GODDDDDD!"
His cum shot thickly into her throat. More cum than she had ever tasted. He kept driving his cock into her mouth and filling her mouth with his jism. She tried to swallow it all but it ran out onto her lips and chin and dropped to her tits, and she kept bobbing her head for more.
"Baby," he groaned, holding her head against his chest.
She kept sucking his cock. She kept sucking it until she felt it start to grow again. She felt his stiffness once more filling her throat. She had known he would be ready quickly. She knew he had been saving it too long.
"Baby," she said, releasing his cock from between her full red lips. "I want you to fuck me. I need to have your cock."
"Fuck yes," he groaned. "Get on the bed."
"No," she whispered. "I can't wait. I can't. Come on down here. My cunt's so hot."
She grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him down against her. His hands grabbed the top of her panties and ripped the flimsy things away. She could feel his monstrous cock brushing her stomach as she leaned over to kiss him.
"I'm so hot for you," she whispered.
She still had on her high heels as she lay back on the floor. She parted her legs and he dropped on top of her. Her legs were high enough for him to gain entry easily. He grunted as he thrust his cock into her.
"Yes, baby!" she cried out. "That feels so good. I needed it. I needed your big cock inside me."
She crossed her legs behind his back, still wearing the heels. She dug her fingernails into his shoulders. He started fucking her in quick, rapid thrusts and their bodies slapped together loudly.
"I love it!" he yelled. "It feels so good! So good!"
His hands went underneath to cup her fleshy buttocks. She felt his finger part the crack of her ass and one finger go slowly into her anus. Then two fingers. He started driving them in and out of her ass with the same rapid strokes.
She kissed him, drawing, his tongue into her mouth. It seemed like she couldn't get enough of him. She wanted to devour him, to take him completely into her body. She wished he had three cocks so she could take them all into her body.
"Jesus, baby," he groaned. "You're turning me on too bad. I don't think I can wait. I don't think I cannn!"
It was good that she was hot to begin with for they had just started fucking when his cum started pouring into her. Rut she was hot. Hot and ready. The tingles went up her spine and her pussy juices mingled with his thick cum.
"We're coming together!" she screamed. "It's so wild! It's never been this good! It's never been this good! Oh, God, we're coming together!"
She clung to him as the last shudders went through their bodies. She hadn't been lying. It had never been that good! His body was drenched with sweat and she put her lips to his jutting nipple and licked a drop away.
"Oh Red," she said. "That was absolutely wild!" Now he seemed angry at her. She couldn't understand it. He started dressing without looking at her. His face looked as if he had eaten something that didn't agree with him. He started for the door.
"Red," she said. "It was good. It was great. Don't be mad at me. Tell me what I did wrong. I'll make it up to you. You were the best I ever had."
"Sure," Red said. "I believe you. Now I'll send John up and you can spread your legs and tell him the same lies."
Red shut the door with a loud bang.