Susan Johnson was worried as she drove along the bumpy mountain road. She knew her mother had expected her home hours ago. She had not intended to go off the pavement, but somehow she had made a wrong turn. Now it was getting dark and she was lost. She was thankful to see a small farmhouse at the side of the road.
She stopped her car at the edge of the road and got out. She noticed a young man working at the side of the house. He was tall and dark-haired, and he wore only bluejeans. She tried not to think about how muscular his arms looked.
He watched her closely as she walked across the muddy yard. Susan was used to being stared at by men, although she hadn't gone out much in her twenty-three years. She'd had lots of opportunities. Men loved shapely blondes and Susan's lush shape was something out of a man's dreams. Susan would have been married a long time ago if she hadn't had her sick mother to care for.
"Excuse me," Susan called out. "Could you help me? I was looking at the pretty scenery and I got lost. Could you show me where the highway is?"
Susan was wrong. She hadn't been stared at before. Not the way he stared at her. His dark eyes seemed to undress her right down to her panties. She had never felt so naked. She had never felt like that with any man.
"I need to find the highway," Susan insisted.
"I'll show you," he said. "but come on in the house first. Have a beer."
"I don't drink," Susan said.
"Then I'll have one by myself," he said. "You come on."
Susan felt uneasy, but she followed him. She was surprised at how clean the inside of the house appeared. She felt a little better. It looked like a real home.
"I was lucky to find you," Susan said. "I was starting to think I was going to be driving around all night."
"It's a big mountain," the young man said.
Susan waited in the living room while he went into the kitchen. She thought she heard him speak to someone. He came back out alone. He had two beers.
"I really don't drink," Susan said. "And I'd like to use your phone. I'd like to call my mother."
"No phone," he said.
The young man sat down on the couch and sipped his beer. Susan stood. She tried not to look at him. She wished he'd put on a shirt. His muscular chest was hairy. She could see his muscles ripple each time he took a sip of his beer. It made her nervous.
"You're a fine-looking woman," he said. "I think I want to fuck you."
Susan felt frozen. She'd never been spoken to that way before. She felt shocked, but she also had a queer feeling in her stomach. Her legs felt weak. She wanted to run away.
He finished off the beer and crumpled the can. She noticed that his hands looked very strong. He was powerful enough to take her by force.
"I just want to get to the highway," she said. "I'm late."
"You won't be going home tonight," he said.
She knew he meant it. She could see the hot lust in his eyes. She started backing out the door. If she could only reach her car. She hadn't gone ten steps when he caught her.
"There's no sense fighting me, honey," he said. "I'm going to fuck you!"
"No," she said.
She screamed and struggled as he dragged her back to the house. He kicked the door shut behind them. Suddenly she felt his strong fingers around her throat. He nearly choked her.
"Now I don't want to hurt you, honey," he said. "Don't make me. The bedroom's that way."
Susan nodded. She had always been a coward. She could picture herself being beaten up and dropped in a ditch somewhere. Maybe if she would give in to him, then it would be over quickly.
She walked into the bedroom. She wondered what she should do next. She couldn't bring herself to take her clothes off. She sat down in a corner chair and waited. In a few minutes the young man came in. He had stripped down to his jockey shorts. Susan swallowed nervously. His hairy body was thick. His shorts barely contained his huge bulge.
"You're not undressed yet," he said. "Take those clothes off."
She couldn't put it off any longer. She trembled as she stood up. She, kicked off her shoes. That part was easy. It wasn't as easy to take the bottom of her sweater and pull it over her head. She dropped it on the floor and dropped her arms to her sides.
Her ripe-looking tits threatened to spill out of the cups of her white bra. She felt his eyes on her creamy flesh. She could feel her nipples hardening.
"Don't waste time!" he snapped. "I'm horny as hell. Take the rest of your clothes off!"
She could tell he wasn't going to be patient. She quickly unhooked her skirt and slid it down her legs. She slipped her hose down her legs and stood in her bra and panties. She didn't want to strip further but his eyes commanded her.
She unhooked her bra and dropped it. She heard his gasp of approval as he took a good look at her big, round tits. She saw him licking his lips as he looked at her hard, pink nipples. She felt like an animal about to be devoured.
"You're looking good, baby," he said. "I haven't looked at a pair of tits like yours in a long time. It gets awfully lonely up here. A man can save up a real load!"
She wasn't sure what he was talking about. But she was sure of one thing. He was going to stick his hard cock between her legs.
"The panties," he said. "Take off the panties." She nodded and slowly skimmed the panties down her long, shapely legs. Automatically, she covered her blonde muff with her fingers. He grinned at her.
"Move your hands," he said. "You're not going to hide anything from me."
She dropped her hands to her sides once more. Her heart pounded as he walked across the room. He put his arms around her waist and pressed his crotch against her. She could feel the hot pole of flesh trying to tear out of his jockey shorts.
"I'm scared," she said. "I've never been fucked."
"You're going to get royally fucked this time," he told her.
He took her hand and pressed it between his legs. She felt the swollen flesh through his shorts. He forced her to trace the outline of his cock. It felt huge. She knew the monstrous hunk of flesh would rip her in half.
"Does that feel good?" he asked. "You seem to be enjoying it!"
"I've never felt one before," she answered.
"Put your hand inside my shorts," he said. "Feel it for real."
She put her hand into his shorts and her fingers touched naked flesh. She was so afraid. She almost jerked her hand back. Somehow she made herself finger the bloated head. After a few seconds of gentle massage, he pushed her away.
"You can take them off now," he said.
She was still scared but she wanted to take his shorts off. There was something about him that stirred her. He was an animal.
She gripped the waistband of his shorts and pulled them away from his big prick. She edged his shorts down his legs and let him kick them off. She turned her face toward his swollen meat. His prick was standing straight out and it looked like some kind of furious weapon. She had not expected a cock to look so fierce. It frightened her but it also excited her.
"Put your hand back," he said.
She touched his burning flesh again. Her fingers seemed to wrap around his pale all by themselves. She tightened her grip and she could see a drop of thick white stuff on the purplish knob.
He put his arms around her again. She felt his hands slipping down her back and then cupping her full asscheeks. No man had ever touched her there. His fingers gripped her asscheeks and sent shivers of fire through her. She found her body pressing closer to his hot cock.
"You're a hot pussy," he said. "I knew it the minute I looked at you. You're a cunt."
She wasn't sure what was wrong with her, but she knew it felt good. Hot shivers made her want to crawl all over this muscular young man. Her pussy was a hot, aching hole that needed to be filled. She didn't know why she'd waited so long to be this close to a man.
He picked her up and carried her to a bed. She didn't resist as he put his big rough hand between her legs. Her muff was already dripping with her juices. She felt his fingers gently caressing the lips of her aching cunt. Her ass began to writhe in response to the soft touch of his fingers.
She reached for his rigid cock again. She made a fist and began to jerk his dick up and down. Immediately, she felt a few drops of his sticky cum run over her fingers. She gasped as she felt one of his fingers parting the petals of her pussy.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned. "Ohh, what are you doing to me?"
His finger slipped inside her far enough to touch her cherry. She sensed his surprise as his finger rubbed against her hymen. She saw his face, ant he looked shocked.
"My God," he said. "You really are a virgin!"
She knew what he was going to do as he took his hand away. He put his head down to her tits. She felt his hot lips sucking at one of her hard nipples. Strange feelings went through her. She reached for the back of his head. Her fingers tangled in his hair as his lips sucked more of her creamy flesh into his mouth.
"You're making me hot," she moaned.
He spread her legs and he rolled over on top of her. His heavy weight crushed her tits and she felt his hard knob against the sensitive lips of her cunt. She felt his broad hands underneath her ass, lifting her higher against the bloated knob of his dick.
"I don't think I've ever had a virgin before," he moaned. "I'm going to enjoy tearing your cherry up."
She kept trembling as he lunged forward with his hips. She felt his big cock stabbing her cunt. He forced his knob between her cuntlips and started a steady pressure.
"You're going to kill me!" she cried.
It hurt, but she knew he wouldn't stop. She felt him draw back and slam his cock into her again. The resistance of her hymen lasted only a few seconds. He jabbed through and his thick cock went into her cunt all the way to his balls. For a moment he rested. She had time to catch her breath and to marvel that every inch of his huge, throbbing cock was deep in her wet cunt hole.
"Oh fuck," she finally whispered. "I can't help it. It does feel good. It does!"
He started to move. He pulled back and slammed his dick back into her. He began a slow, sensuous rhythm with his cock. It sent a shiver through her each time his cock split her cunt. He reached up and took her hand and pulled it between them. He made her feel his big balls with her fingers.
He used his free hand to play with her tits while she caressed his balls. For some reason, Susan thought of her mother. Her mother was a sickly woman who had divorced Susan's father soon after she was born. Susan's mother had constantly warned her about sex. It wasn't something you were supposed to enjoy. It was something that a woman simply had to endure.
Susan moaned as she felt the sweet, hot pole driving into her. She wasn't just enduring it. She was loving it. She loved every inch of his thick cock. She could squeeze her cunt walls and feel every inch of his powerful dick.
"Yes," she moaned. "I do like it. Fuck me good!"
He lifted himself up. He put both his hands on the bed while he drove his cock into her tender cunt. He stared into her face. There was no sense in trying to hide the hunger in her body.
"It's gone, baby," he said. "Your cherry's gone. You're just another cunt now!"
She could feel a warm tingling through her body. She reached for him. Her arms wrapped tightly around him and she pulled him down against her full tits. She started frantically rubbing her tits against his hairy chest. The sensation of his wiry chest hairs against her creamy skin made her feel so good.
She lifted her legs and wrapped them around the backs of his thighs. It was hard to believe this was happening. She was really getting fucked. She was getting six inches of hard dick in her wet cunt.
"Fuck me hard," she moaned. "Fuck me really hard!"
She was going crazy. God, she'd never felt anything like this. She had waited so long for her first taste of cock. She started moving her ass back and forth on the bed. She felt him thrusting harder and faster into her wet cunt.
"Christ," she moaned. "Oh God! It's happening to me! I never thought I'd come like this! It's happening to me. Ohhhhhhh, cock!"
Her hot pussy juice soaked his cock. She hunched down hard against him as the fires in her belly raged. He began to drive his cock deeper into her. Each time, she could feel his bloated knob stretching her cuntlips as they'd never been stretched before.
"Give it to me," she moaned. "That feels good!"
She could hear his balls slapping her each time he thrust into her. She locked her legs a little tighter. She felt the hot swelling of his prick and knew he was about to shoot his thick wad into her. She had never felt that before. She found herself looking forward to it.
"Come in me," she whispered. "I want to feel your cum in me!"
"You're going to feel my cum, you fucking cunt," he groaned. "You're going to feel my fucking cum. I'm going to soak your pussy. I've got a heavy load!"
She could sense the tense excitement in his body as he kept moving his prick in and out of her cunt. She felt the first few hot drops of his jism pumping into her.
"You fucking bitch," he groaned. "Bitch. Your cunt feels nice, baby. Real nice! I'm going to shoot my wad! I'm going to shoot my wad. Oh shiiit!"
His big prick seemed to explode inside her. She felt his cream gushing into her hot slit. She began to grip his swollen cock with her pussy walls as he shot another wad into her snatch.
He kept moving his slimy cock in and out of her pussy for a few moments more. Finally, she could feel his dick going soft and slipping out of her. She felt his wet cockhead rubbing against her thighs.
"Oh God," she said softly. "I've been fucked. I've really been fucked. Just like a real woman."
"You sure as hell have, baby," he said. "And we're not finished yet!"