When Eric left briefly to use the bathroom, Fawn squirmed against her sister-in-law, loving the feel of their warm naked bodies sliding together. Now it will be my turn, she thought. Now they'll fuck me, and I can come like that.
"You loved it, didn't you," she whispered to Danika.
Danika nodded slowly, her full lips curving in a half-smile as she recalled the intense pleasure. "I've never been fucked like that," she whispered back.
"I haven't either," Fawn admitted.
She could almost still see Eric's huge rigid cock drilling mercilessly into Danika's ass. And the wild look that had passed over Danika's face each time it penetrated her. She herself had never been fucked in the ass. She had always been terrified of it.
The pain. The horrible submission it required. The total violation. Even now the thought of it made her guts clench, and her asshole pinch tightly shut in fear. But she could also feel a fluttering in the pit of her stomach, and a spurt of fire in her cunt as she contemplated it.
"How did it feel?" she asked Danika.
"It hurt at first," Danika said softly. "Then it was terrific."
Fawn kissed her and squirmed against her more heatedly. "But you have to admit a woman could never make you feel like that," she said.
She squirmed and wriggled against Danika, wanting her to know that she herself was still aroused, unsatisfied. She drew Danika's hand down her smooth belly to her moist thatch.
"I want you to fuck me, baby," she whispered hotly into Danika's ear. "I want both of you to fuck me. I'm dying, I'm burning up."
But Danika responded listlessly. Her hand was limp, and her tongue restrained at Fawn flicked at it with her own. "Fawn," she said softly, "I want to be alone with him."
Fawn froze. She could feel it coming.
"You understand, don't you?" Danika continued.
"I… suppose I do."
"I know it's not fair," Danika said. "But I can't help wanting it. You wouldn't want me to lie to you, would you?"
Fawn shook her head, biting back tears she hated herself for. It was what she had wanted, after all. For them to get back together. The fact that she was still seething with fuck-need had nothing to do with it.
Pride made her get up from the bed before Eric returned, and head for the bedroom door. I've got to get out of here, she thought, almost desperate in her haste. This is crazy, insane. I've got to get out of here, quick.
"Fawn…?" Danika's voice followed her down the hall.
She dressed with lightning speed and was going out the front door just as her brother appeared, having figured out where she was. She could hardly tear her eyes from his naked body, especially the long swinging hunk of his cock, which she wanted so much to feel inside of her.
"Fawn, where are you going?" Eric asked.
But before he could say anything else, she was out the door and fled down the path to the street. Too agitated to wait for a bus, she hailed a passing cab. Her thoughts were in a turmoil as she sat in the back seat of the cab, wondering what to do next.
I've got to get control of myself, she thought. She caught the cab driver glancing at her in the rearview mirror. He stared at her brazenly, eating her with his eyes, promising to deliver anything she might request.
He was young, fairly handsome, with broad shoulders and shaggy black hair. His mouth had a vicious, sarcastic twist. Fawn knew that there must be something about her he could smell, some sex odor she had absorbed from her experience with Eric and Danika.
The way he kept looking at her gave her goosebumps. His dark bold eyes riveted hers in the mirror for such long periods that she was afraid he might have a wreck. During the moments when he took his eyes away from hers to watch the traffic, she tried deliberately not to glance up at his name and picture on the cab license that was attached to the sunvisor.
She didn't want to know his name. She also wanted him to make the first advance. Finally the cab pulled up in front of her building, and he shut off the motor. They still had not spoken a word to one another. Fawn stared at him in the mirror, making no effort to get out. He turned his head and glared at her over his shoulder.
"Isn't this it?" he said, staring suggestively first at her mouth, then down at her loose tits that rose and fell in excitement under her thin blouse.
She had dressed in such a hurry that she had merely stuffed her bra into her handbag. When she said nothing, but simply stared at him, her eyes saying, You can fuck me, you can fuck me, please, he repeated his words.
"Isn't this it?"
"Do you have some place you can take me?" she whispered, angry with him for forcing her to begin it.
His cruel sarcastic mouth that gave her delicious shivers twisted into a grin. His eyes drifted again down to the visible bumps her nipples made in the fabric of her blouse.
"That depends on where you want to go," he said, staring boldly at her tits.
"I want to go crazy," Fawn whispered. She shifted her shoulders slightly so that the out-thrusting tit-globes swayed beneath the cloth.
"What kind of crazy do you want to go?"
"I'll bet you can figure that out."
His eyes came back up to her face, slightly threatening, but still flickering with sarcasm. "Why don't you tell me?"
He sounded so rough and brutal that for a moment she winced inwardly with fear of him. What am I doing? she asked herself. But at the same time his rough, bold manner excited her.
"Because you already know," she said.
Suddenly he reached out a hand across the seat and ran two rough callused fingers along her cheek. His dark eyes were hot and smoky. "But I want to hear it from you."
Fawn's whole body trembled at the feel of his gnarled fingers against her cheek. "I… I," she tried to speak, glancing down at her shaking hands.
Still caressing her cheek, her forehead, her chin, running his thick bony knuckle across her quivering lips, he spoke softly. "Is it hard?"
Struck by his words, Fawn giggled shyly and stared straight into his bold eyes. "I don't know, is it?" she said.
He smiled back at her and slowly nodded. His hand slid down from her face to her neck, her throat, down to the top button of her blouse. Quickly he unbuttoned the first two, still hotly riveting her eyes with his own.
He slipped his hand under the cloth, clasping one of her tits and scissoring the tender, swollen nipple with two rough-skinned fingers. Fawn gasped.
"I can't take you anywhere," he whispered, fondling her warm aching tit. "It's like kidnapping, if you changed your mind later."
"I won't," she breathed, closing her eyes briefly and pushing her body forward, mashing her tit into his rough hand.
"Why not here?" he said, indicating her apartment building.
"I have a roommate."
"Maybe she's not home." Now her nipples were erect and throbbing. He gently pinched each one, drawing fresh gasps of pleasure from her. "Why don't you go up and check?"
Fawn bit her lower lip and nodded. Oh God, she prayed, don't be home, Staci! She didn't even want him to take his hand off her body long enough for her to go upstairs and check.
"Come with me?" she said in a small voice. "Can you leave the cab?"
"For you," he said softly. "For you I can do anything."
She waited while he parked the cab. Then she rebuttoned her two top buttons and took him upstairs with her to the apartment. On the coffee table was a note from Staci, and Fawn began to think that there must be fate after all. Staci had gone to the mountains for the weekend with a new boyfriend.
Fawn turned to the cab driver, who stood with his thick meaty hands hanging at his sides, grinning at her as broadly as before.
"She won't be back tonight," she half-whispered, her voice nearly choked off with fear and excitement.
Now, as she looked at him in the light, she found him more attractive and more terrifying. He had a powerful, muscular, working man's body, with strong hairy forearms and thick humps of muscle in his shoulders. His jaw was large and sharp, his dark eyes glittery now with obvious lust for her.
She went back and fastened the bolt and chain on the door, so that nothing like her interruption of Staci and Danika could happen, even though she knew it was impossible. When she turned back to him his dark eyes bored into her. "What's your name?" he asked. "It's Ca… Carol," she stumbled. "Carol. Don't tell me yours."
"You don't want to know my name? Is that part of the going crazy you mentioned?"
"You could say that."
"What other kinds of crazy did you have in mind?" he chuckled.
"I really don't know." She looked away. "What would you like… to do to me?"
"Silly question," he chuckled again.
"No, I mean besides that," she said, blushing hotly. "I mean, how would you like to… go about it?"
He cocked his head to one side as if she were a genuine pervert, but a beautiful one of course. He pondered her question for a moment, then answered forthrightly.
"I'd like to tie you up."
Fawn gulped. God, what have I got myself into? she wondered. "And then what?" she asked, feeling her pulse hammer.
His voice was serious, even tender. "Oh, I wouldn't beat you or anything, don't worry." He stared at her for a moment as if to say that not everyone was a kinky as she was. "It's not my style. But you're the one who wants to go crazy. I just want to make sure you can't get away while I'm driving you crazy."
Jesus God in heaven! Fawn thought, feeling the blood beat crazily in her flowing pussy. It's all coming true. I couldn't have imagined it any better than this! But what if he's not telling the truth?
"How do I know you're telling the truth?" she asked meekly.
"Would I lie to you?" he grinned.
"I don't know. Maybe you would."
Her body was trembling and seething with need. She knew with a wince of terror that it really didn't matter. She would surrender to him no matter what, and that horrified her. But it would obliterate Eric and Danika, everything…
He shrugged his broad, powerful shoulders. "I guess you'll just have to trust me," he said. "You're the one who wants to go crazy. If you just want a regular little…"
"No, no," Fawn interrupted him eagerly. "You can…" She had a hard time getting it out. She had never done anything like this in her life. "You can… tie me up, if you want to. But only if you promise not to hurt."
He could see how frightened she was, and he crossed the room to her and again put his rough, callused fingers softly on her cheek. "Only as much as you want," he said. "I promise."
"Really?"
"Really."
He took her face in his strong, rough hands and kissed her with a raw authority that made Fawn giddy. And while he was kissing her he slid his hands down to her buttons again. Within seconds he had her blouse off and his hands on her naked tits. He kneaded them firmly, cupping the full springy mounds and rubbing his thumbs over her pulsing nipples.
His lips were chapped and cracked, and his fingers and mouth rasped on her tender skin. He kissed her bronzed shoulders and her smooth upper chest, and squeezed her tits so hard that it hurt her. But she was so weak and dizzy with lust that she didn't care.
His chapped, rasping lips found her aching nipples and tore at them. Waves of heat shimmered through her tits. He held them in his palms and dug his fingers into them, lip-pinching her tight nipples and sucking them between his teeth.
Fawn put her hands on his shoulder in order to keep her balance. She shut her eyes, turning her head to and fro and hissing with pleasure, pushing her aching tits into his face. She moaned in low animalistic sounds from the sweet pain his harsh mouth and rough, grasping fingers caused in her sensitive tits and teeth-tortured nipples.
Finally she was hardly able to bear it any longer. Gasping, mewling, biting her lip, she pushed him away. "I… I thought you wanted to tie me up."
He nodded, and grinned. "You're so beautiful, Carol," her said.
"Thank you."
It was almost comic, she thought, how formal and polite they were. Quickly she took him into her bedroom. She pulled down the bed-covers, then fished in the waste basket and found a couple of discarded pairs of pantyhose. She handed them to him.
He tested them for strength, then nodded. "Perfect," he said. "Take off your skirt and lie down."
Fawn's fingers quivered so much that she could hardly unzip her skirt. But she obeyed him. Her whole body was alive with tremors of anticipation. When she hooked her thumbs under the elastic of her bikini panties and began to peel them down her tawny thighs, he shook his head.
"Leave them on," he said decisively.
"But you…"
"Leave them on."
She nodded obediently and sat on the edge of the mattress. Again he rubbed his rough knuckles against her cheek, a gesture of curiously harsh tenderness that made Fawn's cunt gush and itch anew each time he did it.
"Give me your wrists," he said.
She stuck out her arms with her wrists pressed together, and he began to bind them with one pair of pantyhose. She watched the thick rippling muscles in his hairy forearms as he tied her hands.
"Why don't you take off your clothes too," she murmured shyly.
"Sure," he grinned, stepping back, letting the still untied makeshift rope go slack around her wrists.
He removed his shirt and Fawn devoured his powerful, athletic torso. She loved the thick curly mats of black hair on his chest and stomach, and the thinner fur on the backs of his shoulders. He unbuckled his belt and stripped his pants and shorts down his strong legs in one motion.
Fawn gasped softly as his gigantic red prick sprang up, bobbing and jumping. It was even bigger than Eric's! A huge monster of stiff jerking fuck-meat, its shiny purplish head an angry pulsing balloon of flesh. She stared at his massive thundering cock and suddenly knew she had got more than she had bargained for.
He stepped forward and pulled her wrists up again, cinching them tight. Fawn's flesh turned to hot jelly. She trembled so hard that she could barely stay seated on the edge of the mattress. She whimpered with fear, unable to take her eyes off his twitching cock.
"God, it's so big!" she murmured.
Gently he pushed her down on the mattress, drawing her bound wrists up to the brass bars of the headboard. As he looped the corded nylon through the bars and tied it, she squirmed over onto her stomach, shutting her eyes and biting her lip.
Before moving to the end of the bed to tie her ankles, he scooped his hand beneath her chin and lifted her face up from between her arms. "Don't you want to…?" he hinted with his head, indicating that she should roll over onto her back.
Fawn shook her head rapidly, with fierce determination. "I want it this way," she panted. "I want you to fuck me in the ass. Oh Jesus, do it to me, please I want it, I want it!"
He smiled and shrugged, glancing down the smooth bronze expanse of her naked back to the high, upcurving globes of her ass, still half-concealed by the gauzy fabric of her panties. "Whatever you want, you can have," he said.
Quickly he moved down to her feet. He ripped the second pair of pantyhose in two and tied each of her ankles to an opposite corner of the bed, splaying her legs widely. By this time Fawn was nearly delirious with need, writhing and moaning with incredible sexual excitement.
She felt him crouching between her spread-eagled legs on the bed, felt his gargantuan, hot, throbbing cock against the bare back of her left thigh as he leaned down over her back and whispered hotly in her ear.
"You're serious? You want it in the ass?"
"Yessss!" she hissed. "Pleeease!"
"Got any vaseline, cooking oil?"
"There's olive oil in the kitchen," she panted, almost out of control.
She felt the bed sink and rise as he left it.
While he was gone she tried to control her feverish panting, tried to make her shivering body relax. She wriggled on the bed, feeling her stiff nipples ache as the sheet scraped across them, feeling the corded pantyhose bite into her wrists and ankles.
She felt the bed sink again as he returned. Suddenly she felt his tongue exploring the creases of flesh where her thighs met the bulging flesh of her asscheeks. He nipped at her panties, with his teeth. Fawn shuddered, whimpering with excitement. Now she realized why he had told her to leave them on.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" she moaned as his teeth nipped at the quivery flesh of her ass through the thin cloth.
She felt him biting, chewing, tearing at her flimsy panties with his teeth. Her pussy burned and flowed. She couldn't keep her body still. Her ass bucked and undulated up into his attacking teeth. Oh Jesus, get them off! Tear them off, yes!
He managed to rip a hole in them. His tongue slipped through it deep into the crack of her ass. Fawn yelped and shivered with surprise.
"Oh! Unneeee! Oh!" she cried out, her flipping ass wiggling out of his grip as she writhed helplessly with unexpected pleasure.
Apparently her writhing excited him. He wasted no more time tearing at her panties with his teeth. Instead he grabbed the cloth with his hands and ripped it apart. Her panties disintegrated into shreds of cloth. He clawed at them, baring her asscheeks and the puffy wet blossom of her runny cunt below them.
She felt his breath on her ass, then his tongue dipping into the long secret crack of her ass. She squealed sharply as it tickled the tightly shut ring of her asshole, then slithered lower. When it reached her achy, soupy pussy-lips she really came unglued.
"Unnhhh! Oh yes! Unnnhhh!" she groaned.
He sucked her pussy-lips and jabbed his long tongue up into the tingling wet slit of her cunt. She scrunched her face into the sheet and up-tilted her ass to his invading mouth and hands, shrieking with delight as his harsh tongue scraped the raw bud of her throbbing clit.
Moaning deliriously, she felt him sawing his monstrous cock up and down between her cheeks. It would never fit, she knew it! It could never fit into the tiny fear-pinched passage where he had only moments ago had his long wriggly tongue. She felt the massive fuck-stalk wedged between the cheeks of her ass, bursting and throbbing with insane power, and gulped with terror.
Then he began to grease her ass-crack with the olive oil. Fawn began to shake uncontrollably. Her body shivered with hot tremors, and she pleaded with him shamelessly.
"Ohhhhhhh yes fuck me," she moaned, tossing her head frantically. "Fuck me, fuck me, pleeeeease!"
"I will, honey, I will," he said calmly, inserting first one, then two well-greased fingers into her asshole to open it up.
"Ungghh!" Fawn grunted softly, feeling pain and a wild unfamiliar pleasure at the same time.
She gritted her teeth and sucked in her breath. She could hear his own harsh panting and knew he was just as aroused as she was. He finger-fucked her tight asshole for a few minutes, getting it used to the idea. Then Fawn held her breath, knowing there was no escape now.
She quit breathing entirely as he lodged the huge bulb of his cock in the small opening of her asshole. He held her asscheeks apart and tried to inch it slowly into her. At first it wouldn't go in. But he was strong, and he pushed and grunted.
"Ohhhh noooo!" she sobbed, feeling unexpected tears squirt from the sides of her tightly shut eyes. "Aaaaggghhhiiieeee!" she howled suddenly as it popped inside. "Ohhhh! Owwchh! Unngghh! Oh owwwchhh!"
Her whole body erupted in sizzling bolts of electrifying pain. The hot pain poured through her body, throbbing and changing into a fierce, excruciating pleasure as he slid the rest of his fiendishly huge cock into her ass. She was skewered on his massive spiky pole of ass-reaming prick.
The pain and pleasure were so intense and intermingled that she thought she was going to black out. And it got even worse as he bent forward over her, grasping her bare shoulders with his hands. He lunged forward into her, burying his gigantic rock-hard cock as deep as it would go in the tight flaming channel of her shitter.
Tense with agony and unbearable pleasure, totally impaled on his merciless cock, she squirmed down into the mattress, feeling her hard throbbing nipples burn into the sheet. She grunted mindlessly with lust and impatience, lifting her ass to him, wanting him to rape and ravish her brutally.
He now lay slumped on her naked back, his teeth roaming and nipping the flesh of her coppery shoulders as he enjoyed the intense pleasure that came from her tight ass pinching his burning prick-shaft. But Fawn was delirious with need. Fuck me! she wanted to scream at him. Make everything else disappear! Just fuck me! She tilted her ass up to him and begged him in incoherent gasps and pleas.
"Fuck me, please, fuck me!" she implored. "Unnngghhhh! Ohhh, it's so good! Sooo good, unnghhhh! Yesss! Fuck me hard, fuck my ass hard, please! Rape me, yes, unghh! Ungh! Ungh! Owwnnch! Oh God! Ungh!"
She egged him on, bucking her hips back into him. Her wildly-twitching body flashed with sexual heat as she felt the huge monster sink into her ass again and again. And whether it was her words or the frantic undulations of her body that drove him into a frenzy, he suddenly began to give her what she wanted.
He reared up over her, pulling his prick out to the edge of her asshole, grasping her thighs with his rough, strong hands. Then he plunged it back into her so brutally that she squealed and whimpered with shock, her body erupting in wild shivers of bliss.
She thrashed and wriggled so wildly that the coiled pantyhose on her ankles and wrists bit into her skin. Again he slammed his piercing, punishing cock into her, and again!
"Ohhhhhhhh!" she moaned helplessly, her body pliant and submissive. "Unnhhh… Oohhhhhh!"
His hard lower belly slapped into her jouncing, quivering ass as he hammered his ass-splitting prick deeply into her. Fawn thrust back and up into him with her shuddering hips, taking the full penetration of his brutal cock. She pinched and wrenched it with her ass muscles, driving him wilder still.
Already she was coming. The hot surging waves of honey-fire poured through her writhing body, and she cried out with sobbing ecstasy.
"Unngghh! Oh God, I'm coming! Unngghiiiieeee!" she wailed.
But it wasn't enough for her. She wanted to drown completely in it. She wanted a fuck that would totally destroy her, so that nothing in the past had any reality, ever again. His hard body crushed her from above. His savage hands mashed between her hot tits and the sheet, squeezing them brutally, his fingers twisting and pinching her nipples until she was shrieking and crying with pain.
Still she swooped her ass up again and again to the pounding penetration of his tireless cock. She dug her elbows and knees into the mattress and tilted her ass up to him, swirling it in small circles, twitching it back into his plunging fucker, grunting as he slammed forward and crammed her flaming asshole with it.
The bed shimmied and creaked and swayed like a ship in a hurricane as their wet straining bodies clapped together. She felt his massive plunging cock grow even bigger inside of her. Now he's going to come! she thought. He's going to come too!
She could feel a bigger climax hurtling toward her too. He swarmed over her back, sinking his teeth crazily into the flesh of her shoulders, clawing her tits with his hands. Each brutal piercing thrust of his cock lifted the lower part of her body off the bed completely.
Fawn screeched helplessly, twisting and thrashing as hot whirlwind tornadoes of coming wrenched her body. The long ass-murdering rocket of his prick exploded deep inside her ass, squirting hot strings of jism into her. And Fawn thought she would pass out from the firestorm of ecstasy that throttled her.
"Aaggnnhiieeee!" she screamed. "Owwnncchhh! Oh! Unghh! Oggghhh God, God! Oh shit, yes, unghhh! Anngghiiieeeee! Aiieeeee!"
Everything disappeared but the killing pleasure of the moment. It was what she had wanted, a fuck so fierce and brutal that nothing before or after it would ever be the same. They lay still for a long while with his cock still embedded deep in her throbbing asshole, both of them stunned by the blinding fury of their climax.
She was in a state of collapsed exhaustion when she felt him finally slide his prick out of her wounded asshole. He caressed the high creamy moons of her sweat-glistening asscheeks with his rough hands, and Fawn could feel a twinge of new pleasure inside her cunt, as if she might come again, just from the feel of his rough fingers on her ass.
"God, that was good!" she gasped, smiling up at him with gratitude.
He was busy untying her hands and feet, freeing her as quickly as possible. When he had finished, she drew him down beside her on the bed. Thoughts of Danika and Eric were never farther from her mind as she nuzzled his rough cheek and let her hand trail down his body to his limp cock.
"Ummmm, I'll bet you rape all your attractive passengers in the ass that way, don't you," she purred playfully, giving his enormous cock a gentle squeeze.
"Only when they want to go crazy," he replied, now beginning to caress her body more tenderly.
In only a few minutes, his cock began to swell and throb again. Fawn's body came to life quickly under his hands and mouth. "Why don't we go crazy the regular way this time?" she asked him softly, pumping his newly stiff prick up toward her wet pussy slit.
"Sounds like a good idea to me," he said.
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned, "there never was a better one, honey. Just get it in me, quick. I want you to fuck me all night."
She rolled onto her back, her thighs yawning apart to receive him, and everything she had worried about before vanished in a hot new surge of passion and wild bliss.