Mary made a break toward the door, but the big man grabbed her easily and flung her back against the wall. His shorts were off and she could see the front of his underwear poking out like a flashlight was hidden under there. But it wasn't any flashlight. She began to whimper pitifully.
"Shut that crap up." Royce pushed her facedown on the bed and stripped off the bottoms of her bikini. She heard him gasp with delight as he fingered her plump, white asscheeks.
"Uhhh, let me go! I'll never ever bother you again!" she screamed.
"Maybe I'm glad you bother me. Get lonely around here sometime." Royce's fingers worked the laces on the top of her swimsuit. He pushed it away and rolled her onto her back. Mary tried to cover her tits with her hands, but Royce pinned her wrists to the bed as he got an eyeful. "Hey, they pretty little things," he laughed. "Bet you always wish they was bigger, right? All girls think they got have biggest boobies in world or they never get date. Well, old Royce don't give damn. I like yours fine."
"Please, let me go now!"
"Bullshit on that." He crossed her hands behind her and tied them with something. Mary guessed it was leather strips. Yes, she saw another one on a nearby table. She was forced to her knees on the carpet. She was panting hard, almost afraid to open her eyes. When she did, she saw Royce sliding his underwear down over his hips. His thick, white cock swung upwards as it came free.
Mary thought she might faint. She was trembling violently. Royce pulled her bikini bottoms the rest of the way off. Now she was stark naked, her white flesh vulnerable to his stares. She gave him a round-eyed, pleading look. But Royce just laughed and pushed his fingers into her fine, blonde hair.
"No! Don't make me do this!"
His cock throbbed a few inches from her chin. She could see how the foreskin half-covered the swollen tip. Mary had seen pictures in an anatomy book. She'd studied how a male was put together, always excited by how much different they were than females. But this was the first time she'd seen a real cock. It was more frightening than the pictures, more potent looking. She jerked her arms, but the thongs only cut into her wrists deeper, making her wince. Royce was stroking her ears with his thumbs. Hot shivers went down her back despite the fear she felt.
"I don't think you can get it all in your mouth," he grinned. "But you gonna choke, ain't ya?"
Mary's sexual experience was limited to a few innocent games with a boy in the back seat of a car. Once Jimmy Grimes had managed to get his hand under her dress. But she'd let him touch her pantycrotch for only a few seconds. And while with a member of the opposite sex, Mary had always kept her own hands to herself. Now this monster wanted her to actually put her lips against his cock! He wanted her to suck on that hideous thing!
"Come on, give it lick. You get used to taste."
"If I put my lips against it, will you let me go then?"
"Try me."
Mary took a deep breath, closed her eyes and pursed her lips. Then Royce was pulling her forward suddenly, mashing his hot cock against her chin, then her mouth.
Struggling, twisting her head around, Mary opened her jaws to scream. But Royce just grasped her head harder and pulled her forward. His foreskin slipped back as the head of his cock went between her lips. Suddenly, Mary felt that throbbing, juice-slick prick. She was dizzy with shock. Royce moaned with pleasure, his hips thrusting as he jabbed the roof of her mouth with his fat, spongy dick.
"Mhhhuuuhhhmmm," Mary babbled, still struggling, but helpless to really stop him. She tightened her teeth against the stiff shaft, then thought better of it. Royce was trembling as he eased his cock in and out. A dribble of saliva oozed down her chin. It was all she could do to get her mouth around that thing!
"Yeah, baby, keep sucking. Use tongue, now. Come on, use God damned tongue."
Mary decided she'd be better off to cooperate. Though still dizzy from the shock of having a cock in her mouth, she flicked her tongue along his hot, rigid shaft. As she touched the two plump lobes under Royce's tip, he grasped her head harder and shoved deep. For a moment, she choked, but he eased back again. Mary licked his rigid cock-head again, and the big man shuddered.
"That's a girl. Hey, that feel good…"
"Mhhhuuuhhh," Mary panted, her nostrils wide with fear – and excitement, too. Because as much as she despised this brute, there was something about having his cock in her mouth that made her cunt throb. Her pussy tickled in a way that made her want to touch her cunt. Maybe part of it was being naked, naked on her knees with Royce's cock pulsing between her jaws.
"Now, let's go deep. Just take easy and no hurt."
"Nhhooo!"
"Oh, yeah, you learn what I like."
Surely this wasn't happening. Mary closed her eyes and a tear leaked down her cheek. But his cock kept on pounding against the roof of her mouth as Royce slid it deep. He caressed her neck with one hand while he held her thinly with the other. Now her saliva was dripping down his balls, then onto her belly as he thrust slowly forward, pulled slowly back.
"Ghhhaaabhh," she moaned as the head of Royce's cock jammed into her throat. That thing was pulsing like it might explode any second. Mary had glimpsed it once when Royce had pulled it all the way back and she knew how dark it had gotten. Now her tongue flicked nervously against it as Royce pulled his cock nearly free of her lips. She just wanted to get out of this place. If only he'd let her go now!
There was the sound of a muted buzzer. Royce pulled his cock out of Mary's mouth and walked to a panel by the door. She saw a number of colored lights with a switch beside each one. One light was blinking. Royce jerked on his cutoffs and shoved his cock down into them as he pulled the door open.
"Don't tell me I get your boyfriend, too?" he muttered. Mary's heart sank. So that was how she'd been detected! And she was sure that the light flashing on and off meant that Teresa had sneaked into the house in search of her.
The door slammed shut and she was alone. She tried to work the thongs from around her wrists. It was no good. There was nothing sharp to catch them on, either. After a long moment of silence, she heard feminine squeals and then something bumping against the closed door. It crashed open and Teresa fell sprawling across the carpet. The top of her bikini was already missing, and when she got to hands and knees and saw Mary naked with her hands bound behind her, Teresa began to sob.
"What is all this? What's going to happen to us?"
The big man looked hungrily at Teresa's long, lithe body. He seemed especially eager to touch her tits, too, jerking her bikini down to get to them. Mary watched her friend beat against the man's chest and struggle furiously. But he bent her arms behind her and began to lick her nipples. Her brown nubs swelled quickly, glistening from Royce's spit. It trickled down Teresa's flat belly as he sucked one perfect tit into his mouth to chew on.
"Ohhh, ohhhhh, stop!"
Still struggling, Teresa was pulled out into another room of Royce's living quarters. Mary struggled to her feet, her hands still tightly bound behind her. She could hear her friend kicking the wall and crying out weakly. Then there was silence except for her whimpering.
"I've got to go help," Mary panted, stumbling to the hallway where Royce had taken her friend from the room. Her cunt throbbed in the strangest way. She realized that she hadn't really been harmed yet, just shamed. But what did he mean to do to poor Teresa?
Following the sound of her best friend's moans, Mary fond a door ajar. There was a small light on a table, but this room was darker than the first. He had pulled Teresa's bikini bottom all the way off and had forced her knees back against her body. With her soft crevice peeled open like that, all her tender nubs and hollows were revealed. They glistened wetly from Teresa's natural lubrication or Royce's saliva, Mary couldn't tell which. Became the big man was licking her! He was stroking his tongue up and down the velvety flesh of her pussy!
"Uhhhhh," Teresa moaned, her head flopping to one side then the other. Weakly she tried to pull the giant's hair, tried to push his head away. But her thin arms fell limply to her belly. And her belly continued to heave as the licking sounds grew louder.
"Ohhhh, stop, stop it, please! Uhhhhh, ohhhhh, God, God, God!"
Instead of being turned off by the spectacle. Mary was surprised to find herself watching with excitement. She'd heard of such things happening before. But this was the first time in her life that she'd actually witnessed a man pressing his mouth to a woman's cunt. At least poor Teresa wasn't in pain. On the contrary, she seemed half out of her mind with passion. Her eyes fluttered and rolled and her tits quivered as she tensed her muscles against the probing tongue of the big man who continued to burrow in her dainty, dripping slit.
"Baby, you taste like wine. And I bet little blonde friend of yours does, too."
This made Mary thrill in an odd way. She was repulsed by the monster who was holding them captive. But the idea of his doing naughty things to her cunt with his mouth caused her juices to flow. She rubbed her tongue around in her mouth, remembering the size and shape of his huge prick. Again, she felt dizzy at the shock of being in such unfamiliar surroundings, of facing such uncertainty.
Now Royce had his hands on the insides of Teresa's thighs. As he continued to lick the entire length of her open cunt, he pried her yet wider. Mary could see his spit shining on her friend's skin. And then she glimpsed Royce's cock, swinging heavily under his belly. He pushed himself up over Teresa without warning, his open mouth sucking in her tit.
The black-haired beauty looked up at him with abject fear. She started to scream, but he covered her open mouth with his. He was holding his cock between thumb and finger, letting the dark-blue tip slide up and down in the greasy mess of Teresa's open cunt.
Despite her obvious fear, Teresa panted loudly. She first pushed at Royce's shoulders, then let her long-fingered hands slide across them. It seemed to Mary that something strange was happening to her friend. It was as if Royce were working some spell on her. The way his cock slipped so easily into the steamy slickness of her cunt amazed Mary even more.
"No!" Teresa groaned. "Don't do that anymore!"
"Why?" Royce chuckled. "You know you like it."
"Ohhhh, God, I don't like it at all!"
"Then why you squirming your ass like that?" He licked her face and pressed his cock-tip a little harder against her clit. Mary could see that sensitive nub sticking up from the glossy tissues surrounding it. It was like a rather large pearl, and every time the hot head of Royce's cock slipped across it, Teresa made a funny sound in her throat and seemed to shudder.
"I stick this thing inside you," Royce said.
"No! You'd kill me for sure!"
By now Mary had crept part way into the room. Her wrists stung from being tied and she was weak from shock. But there was something that drew her closer. She could smell her friend's musky excitement and she could see the muscles rippling along Royce's broad back. He looked big and strong enough to rip out a wall. Knowing that, she realized that he wasn't being nearly so rough as he could be. He was holding his heavy body up from Teresa's willowy form. He was teasing her! Teasing her with the hot head of his cock! And as he pressed and caressed her with it, poor Teresa squirmed her hips as if she couldn't quite find the willpower to be still.
"Now you like to feel nice hard cock?"
"Let me go, let me go!"
"Just an inch. You not a virgin, anyhow. You take an inch of head."
"Help me somebody!" Teresa bucked violently for a moment. But then Royce sucked her other breast into his mouth and was rubbing her clit again, his tip throbbing and swelling larger as he stroked her excited pussy. Teresa let out a breath and sagged, her hands falling away from the big man's chest. To Mary it seemed as if she'd suddenly become exhausted from her futile struggles. Mary's eyes opened wider as she watched Royce slide his cock downward through the shiny pink folds, down towards the reddened hollow that was the beginning of Teresa's hole. He eased his smoothly rounded tip against her cunt, and Mary saw his ass-muscles dimple as he began to push forward.
Teresa's wild thrashing was renewed and she babbled words of excitement and of fear. Mary pulled at the thongs around her wrists. Her cunt had begun to feel strangely warm. She felt wet down there, almost as wet as Teresa looked. She wondered what she should do about her best friend's predicament. She could throw herself at Royce, or try screaming, but in the end there was no doubt that he could easily overpower the two of them. And if she made him mad, there was the chance that he might do something really awful.
"Oh, my God!" Teresa whimpered. Mary looked again to see half of Royce's cock-tip disappear. It was surrounded by the squishy soft muscles that guarded Teresa's hole. She was squeezing down against the penetration, but Royce had no trouble in thrusting another half-inch into her.
Mary's heart pounded as she saw the entire head of his cock disappear behind Teresa's pink, muscled flesh. With that knob inside her, Teresa flailed the mattress with her heels and clawed frantically at the big man's back. Bright streaks of blood appeared as her nails cut deep.
"Uhhhh, you're killing me! You're splitting me apart!"
"It slip in too easy. God damn, you nice and tight! God damn…"
Royce kissed Teresa's pretty mouth, his spit sliding down her checks. After another gentle thrust, the willowy girl's whimpering turned to moans and for the first time Mary knew she was actually kissing him back!
This was a shocking revelation to Mary, but an exciting one, too. Royce couldn't be hurting Teresa too badly or she'd be screaming with pain. But it seemed as if his cock would go no deeper. He kept moving his hips around in a circle, caressing the insides of Teresa's cunt-hole with his swollen tip. And Teresa responded. Her ass lifted from the bed and trembled, the firm white cheeks tight with tension.
"Ohhhh, damn you," Teresa moaned when Royce let her breathe again. He licked the sides of her face and her long, white neck. Then his lips fastened on one plump nipple and he worried it until Teresa growled deep in her throat. The musky scent of sex was heavy in the room.
Mary pushed her ass against the wall. She felt shivery and weak all over. Her slit had gotten so wet that she saw the droplets of slickness hanging in the fine blonde curls that lined each of her cunt-lips. She was a little ashamed that she could grow so aroused over the seduction of her best friend. She should have been trying to help Teresa instead of watching. But then she'd been through all that. There was really nothing to do but watch. And watching continued to excite her.
"Ohhh," Teresa moaned. "It's so big! It's stretching me!"
Mary got to her knees so she could see what was happening. In the dim light, Royce's cock looked like it belonged to a horse rather than a man. And she still couldn't see his cock-head. It was inside poor Teresa, throbbing and rubbing against her.
Now Mary witnessed a new excitement in her friend. Teresa's ass began to rock from side to side. At first the movements were cautious, as it she were trying to feel just how big the head of Royce's cock really was. As if she were testing to see if it hurt when she moved. But as this squirming brought more thrilling friction to her cunt, her hips jerked more convulsively. She was clawing at the big man's back again and her breathing was ragged. Sometimes she stopped her throat altogether. Sometimes a breath was broken with a squealing whine and her hips would plunge forward and back, her ass rising and falling on the bed.
But Royce hadn't forced any more of his cock into her body. It was still just the head firmly imbedded inside the tightly clasping flesh. Mary could see the ring of muscles squeezing in a rhythm that seemed contagious. Her own cunt throbbed exactly like that, though she was still a virgin.
"Ohh, my God," Mary sighed. "Is he going to kill her with that cock of his?"
But Teresa didn't seem at all near death. She seemed closer to heaven! Her face had an agonized expression, but Mary recognized the look. She'd had it herself while rubbing her nipples in a hot bath. She'd experienced the feeling and knew it to be the kind of thing that made one almost hurt with pleasure.
"God… ohhhhh, stop! I'm going to lose my mind if you don't stop!"
Teresa pumped her ass wildly. Her movements were more like that of someone being tortured than pleased. Mary bit her lip. She could almost guess what kind of torture it might be. Something she'd never experienced. And as her heart pounded, she found herself wondering what it would be like to have Royce's huge cock jammed into her cunt!
I've got to get out of here, she thought. Poor Teresa had dug up the covers with her thin heels. Her fingers had scratched more blood from Royce's back, but he seemed not to notice the pain. His balls swung heavily as he continued to hold himself up from Teresa's slender body, continued to wedge his cock-tip against her slippery pussy-hole.
Then Teresa let out a scream. Her ass worked in a frenzy of jerks and shivers. She plunged and dipped and danced as her muscles firmly held in the hot head of the big man's cock. Mary knew Teresa was coming. Her long, husky sighs filled the room. And Royce was licking the black-haired girl's tits as he let her fly off into a paradise of itchy pleasure. Yes, it itched, Mary knew that much. It was an itch which seemed to transcend any other feeling. It was an itch that only grew more intense, more pleasurable when scratched.
"Ahhh, ohhhhhhh, God! Ohhhhh, I'm gonna die," Teresa babbled. Teresa's hands flopped across the big man's bleeding back. Then she shuddered one last time and seemed to wilt under him.
When Royce's cock came free of Teresa's tight cunt-hole, it made a wet, sexy sound. It was even larger than Mary had imagined it would be. Its glossy surface made her chew her lip again, because there was a milky droplet hanging from the small slitted opening at the tip.
"Uhhh," Royce groaned, his fingers sliding his foreskin forward and back. He continued this rhythmic pumping of his shaft and the white droplet grew bigger, then dripped down into Teresa's navel. Royce hovered over her like that, his eyes glazed, his big body trembling.
"Damn," he grunted, and another droplet appeared. Then a stream of white jetted up across Teresa's belly. It left a quivering streak, and more cum shot out from his cock. As Teresa moaned and squirmed, her belly and tits were covered with the steamy looking stuff. Mary held her breath. She'd never seen anything quite so erotic. All her virgin fantasies seemed pale in comparison. This was the real thing! She was seeing and smelling the potent sap of a man's cock. It was happening before her eyes.
"What's going on?" Teresa whimpered, wiping a hand across her tits. She smeared the hot cream over her nipples before she realized what Royce was doing. Then she gave a cry of surprise and started to squirm again, trying to escape the hot spray of his jism.
"Baby, baby doll…" Royce grunted, still pumping his cock, his hand jerking against the flared head of his prick. And each time he jerked upward like that, more white cum spattered across Teresa's body. Now her navel overflowed with the stuff as Royce pressed his body down over hers and ground out his lust against the downy softness of her tummy.
Stumbling blindly, Mary managed to get out of the room and back down the hall. She was suddenly panicked at the thought of Royce doing something to her with his cock. She was a virgin! Surely he wouldn't break her cherry. Or would he? She began to cry again, though her pussy still throbbed from what she'd just witnessed.
Mary heard movement in the back part of the living quarters. A door opened and closed. Then Royce came for her, his face strange-looking.
"Come on, I put you in with girlfriend. If you promise not do anything dumb," he glared, "like getting out of here."
"Promise," Mary gasped, knowing it was silly to be stubborn. She didn't have to keep her promise, did she?
Down the hall, Royce stopped and pushed her forward. The door opened, she was shoved roughly inside, and the door slammed shut behind her. Teresa lay naked on the bed, crying softly. She looked up and a smile cut her face.
"Oh, God, Mary. I'm so glad you're here with me!" She threw her arms around Mary's shoulders and Mary could smell the strange, sharp aroma of male cum. It made her a little giddy and Teresa saw her reaction and stepped back. "Look what he did to me! He made it spurt all over my skin and I couldn't do a thing about it."
Mary didn't say anything about what she'd seen. She was too much in shock to bring up the subject. While Teresa worked the thongs loose from her wrists, Mary was trying to think of what their next move should be.
Or was any move really possible, yet?