Tears squirted from her tightly shut eyes, and she bit through the bedsheet into the mattress, her whole body erupting in sizzling bolts of incandescent pain, pain that rolled and ripped and poured through her body as the advance wave of the excruciating torment of pleasure that followed quickly after it. She coughed and choked with helpless delight through the shocks of molten pain-pleasure that jolted her, that tore at her every pulsing nerve, as his fiendishly huge cock slid deeper and deeper into her asshole, lubricated by the greasy jelly and powered by the firm passionate thrust of his hips.
She was skewered and spitted on it, on his huge spiky pole of assreaming gristle, and her eyes behind her tightly shut lids flashed with red and blinding white as he bent forward over her and grasped her bare shoulders with his hands and lunged savagely into her for the first time, burying his gigantic rockhard cock as deep as it would go in the warm flaming cavern of her clenching bowel.
Fawn felt every hidden nerve in her body flutter and spurt and pop and burst again and again. Tense with the agony of pain-pleasure that came from being completely impaled in the ass by the merciless slicing sword of this unknown man's beautiful stupendous prick, she squirmed into the bed, face down, feeling her hard throbbing nipples burn into the sheet, grunting mindlessly with lust and impatience, lifting her ass to him, wanting him to rape and ravish her brutally. Some part of her brain knew he had gone briefly crazy, but it was okay with her, she wanted more, and more! He had embedded his fantastic prick deep within her and now lay slumped on her naked back, his teeth roaming and nipping the flesh of her coppery shoulders as he enjoyed the intensity of pleasure that came from her tight ass muscles pinching his burning shaft. But Fawn was delirious with impatience. She tilted her ass up to him, begged him in incoherent gasps and pleasure.
"Fuck me, man, fuck me! Unngghhhh! Oh Jesus it's good, good, so soooo good! What's the matter, can't you… unh oh! can't you fuck me? Rape me! RAPE ME!" she shrieked, imploring him, egging him on, bucking her hips back into him, her whole twitching body washed with flashing heat as she felt the huge monster that was sunk in her.
And whether it was her words or the frantic undulations of her pelvis that whipped him into a frenzy, he suddenly began to give her what she wanted. He reared up behind her, pulling his prick out to the edge of her anus, grasping her thighs with his strong steady hands, and plunged it into her so brutally that she squealed with shock and joy, thrashing and squirming so wildly that the bonds on her wrists and ankles bit into her skin. Again he slammed his cruel, piercing, punishing cock into her, and again, and again!
Blood came from Fawn's lower lip where she bit it in the mad whooping gurgling intensity of her lust and joy. "Unh! Unh!" she grunted as his cock drove into her, rearing and surging into the spasming depths of her belly. His hard lower belly slammed and slapped into her jouncing, quivering buttocks as he hammered his ass-splitting prick deeply into her, and she thrusted back and up into him with her shuddering hips, taking the full piercing penetration of his brutal shaft, pinching it and wrenching it with her ass muscles, driving him crazier still.
Already she was coming, she felt the hot arrowing rockets of honeyfire squirting through her, but it was only the beginning, the first popping explosions of the holocaust she could sense was coming. "UNNHH! UNNHH!
AAGGGHHNNNNIIIEEE!" she screeched. "UNNNNEEEE!"
But it wasn't enough for her, she needed more, and more! The more he tore into her, the more she shimmered and swelled and stiffened and erupted with hot blinding flashes of coming. And the more the pitch of her shattering orgasms grew, the more excited and brutal he became, which was just what she wanted! They fed each other's wild insatiable lusts, and he ripped and raped and skewered and pierced her unmercifully, slumping over her back and sliding his hands beneath her sweat-drenched squirming body to clutch her breasts, squeezing and mauling them cruelly with his clawing fingers, pinching her hot spiky nipples till they became nubs of unbearable fire.
His hard, heavy body crushing her from above, his savage hands mashed between her hot breasts and the sheet, squeezing them brutally, his fingers twisting and pinching her pain-screaming nipples till she was shrieking and cawing mindlessly with agony, she nevertheless swooped her ass up again and again to the pounding, hammering, relentless penetration of his amazingly stiff and tireless cock. She dug her elbows and her knees into the mattress and tilted her ass up to him, swirling it in small circles, twitching it back into his plunging tool, grunting as he slammed forward and crammed her asshole with it.
The bed shimmied and creaked and swayed like a ship in a hurricane as their wet straining flesh clapped together. Wheezing and groaning, her body taut as a stretched wire and burning everywhere with a torment of honeyfire, Fawn could not tell where the blazing, whooping rockets of her pain fled and melted into the stupendous red-and-purple manias of the violent killing paroxysms of her growing, expanding bombshell orgasms. She came and came, and still the fiery cluster of nerves in the clenching ring of her splitting rectum spurted with hotter and hotter flames.
Suddenly she felt his massive plunging penis grow even bigger inside of her. She felt it swell and elongate and grow harder still, harder than rock, harder than steel. She thought she had taken as much as she could, as much as anybody could, but now she had to take even more as he swarmed over her back, sinking his teeth savagely into the flesh of her shoulders, clawing her breasts with his hands, and lifting the lower part of her shuddering body off the bed completely with each brutal piercing lunge of his cock. Now instead of ploughing and probing her with it, however fiercely, he was drilling her, sinking the huge shaft so far into her ass that she feared he would actually tear her apart.
He bit her shoulder cruelly, and she screeched, throbbing and twisting and thrashing with nqw blinding bursts of coming. "AAGGIIIEEE!
OOOOWWWCHH! OHHHH GOD! ANNGGGG! UNN! OH SHIT UNNHH!" she cried.
But even now, as she knew he was only a second away from coming, she felt the power of the climax that had been building in her. He roared and ripped into her, and she dissolved, her body flying to pieces in pulsing tornadoes of pulverizing spasms. They seized her and wrenched her, and bled and pummeled and stomped and squeezed every last crashing throbbing pulsation of pleasure out of her flesh. She was nothing but a shuddering, gagging mass of joy-burning flesh under him as she felt the long ass-murdering rocket of his prick explode deep within her, squirting hot strings of jism into her, the wild animalistic cries tearing themselves out of his throat as he crushed her beneath him and pumped his endless fiery gobs of seed deep into her ass.
Locked together in the immense holocaust of the fuckstorm they had created, they quivered and shuddered, and groaned and gasped, dying through the violent beauty of the incredible spasms that tore through them. Time was obliterated, and it seemed to Fawn that the huge, shattering bomb of their mutual orgasm kept on exploding forever.
"Ohhhhh god, ohhhh god!" she moaned to herself, to him, to no one at all, "ohhhhh I've never felt anything… anything like that!"
She heard him still puffing and gasping as he raised himself up off her and slid his still-stiff prick out of her wounded, flaming asshole.
Again he caressed her lower back and the high creamy moons of her sweat-glistening buttocks with his rough hands. "Carol, Carol baby," he gasped, "you're the top. You're absolutely the top."
Fawn was in a state of collapsed exhaustion, lying face down on the sheet, her wrists and ankles now aching from the absurd bonds that still fastened them securely to the bed. His using the name 'Carol' to address her now shocked her back to her senses, made her realize the bizarre nature of the moment. She wouldn't have traded the experience for anything, the shattering, killing beauty and power of the orgasms she could never have imagined or dreamed of, but now she felt shame, now that it was over. She felt shame and guilt, and she also felt like laughing at the strange sickness of it, the absolute kinky weirdness, all of it brought home to her suddenly by the name 'Carol'. She was tied up, for Christ's sake! She glanced up her sweat-damp arms at the electrical cord that bit into her wrists, and she felt the bonds that secured her ankles. How horrifying! How stupid! How oddly funny! Let me out of here! she thought crazily to herself. Untie me, let me get up!
Oh Jesus, did I actually let somebody do this to me?
"Untie me?" she whimpered, somehow still so confused that she couldn't demand it, but only request it. Her asshole burned and hurt, but the rest of her body still pulsed with the delicious sweet aftershocks of her tumultuous coming.
He lay down beside her, face to face, and stroked her back and kissed her forehead, her cheek. "Untie you?" he asked, bemused, mocking her.
She nodded. "Untie me."
He shook his head. "But we're not finished."
"Not finished?" She tried not to panic. "Look, you untie me! I asked you up here, and now I'm asking you to untie me. You did it to me beautifully, I mean it, but now I'm through. I don't want any more.
Please. Please untie me."
But he merely grinned and paid no attention to her. He lit a cigarette and shared it with her. She kept begging him to free her. But he only shook his head and smiled, and from that moment on refused to speak. He showed her his massive penis, which had never gone entirely slack after he took it out of her asshole, but still remained half-stiff, pulsing, terrifyingly lovely and tireless. And when the cigarette was finished, he slid down her body and kissed and stroked the full globes of her buttocks again, then put his mouth on her cunt and gently, patiently tongue-fucked and clit-sucked her hot juice-burbling pussy until she was again coming in spite of herself. And by that time his amazing prick was ready again, as stiff and fierce as if it had not come for days, and he sank it into her cunt and fucked her slowly, with grinding, relentless determination for about twenty minutes, then stopped and smoked another cigarette with her, then went back to fucking her again.
Fawn realized that she deserved whatever she was getting, since she had initiated the whole business, and so she mastered her panic and found a horrible kind of joy in submitting and surrendering to him completely.
He fucked her another half hour before he came again. Then they rested and dozed, and awoke, and he invited her to suck the massive rearing pole of his cock, which she did, having no choice. But before she could make him come with her mouth, he got behind her again and slipped his prick into her pussy, and this time he fucked her so long and skillfully, bringing her along with him each step of the way, that soon she was coming again too, coming with him, coming so beautifully and softly and sweetly and continuously that when it was over, when the evening was over, she wondered if she would ever be able to come again in her whole life. He had depleted her, he had coaxed or torn from her every sensation her body was capable of.
About two o'clock in the morning he untied her, still not speaking.
Then he dressed and bent to kiss her, and whispered, "I'll leave my phone number on the coffee table. And thanks for the ride, Carol."