"No, stop it… stop it!"
But Jack wasn't going to stop anything. He kept fingering her pussy, pinching her cuntlips, tweaking her clit until, without thinking, the young girl thrust her hips down, imbedding his thick thumb in her hot pussy.
Jack grunted, satisfied he'd aroused her against her will. He enjoyed doing that, forcing women to do what he wanted, raping them at rim, then watching their attitude change when he slipped his thick nine-inch cock between their legs. What started as a rape would turn into a hot fucking session with women clinging to him in the end, begging him not to go.
He laughed at Marcie as she struggled under him now, beating his chest with her one free hand while trying to wriggle put from under his legs. No, she'd be begging him for more too, asking him to fuck her again long after his cock had spat out its heavy, hot load of jizz.
Marcie screamed with outrage as she felt his fingers shamelessly exploring her cunt. His hand moved from her pussy, smoothing over her sides, then landing on her tits. He tore the material from her bodice, exposing her bra-cups. Jack smiled, then slid two fingers under the small band holding the cups together. With a sharp upward thrust, he ripped the material, pushing aside the ruined halter.
"Nice, nice tits," he moaned.
Marcie's mouth was like a tight scar. Her forehead beaded with sweat as Jack lowered his head and started licking the peaks of her big tits with the tip of his tongue. She groaned, twisting her thighs more furiously. He kept on licking, dropping his mouth down onto her left tit and, sucking hard, gently biting around her areola.
Marcie felt his spit oozing down her tit, collecting in a small pool on her chest. Yes, yes, in spite of her disgust and terror she felt herself excited, enjoying his mouth on her nipples, wishing he would bite them harder, pinch them until she squealed with delicious pain. Oh, what on earth was she thinking?
"No, no, stop it!"
Jack drove his knees up against her ass, holding down her antis, stretching them high over her head while he kept talking filthy to her.
"Yeah, you feel real nice… real nice. Man, uhhhoooo, feels good havin' my cock slide through your pussy hairs, you know?"
He was obscene, foul, filthy! Marcie rolled her head away, trying to take her mind off her cunt. But her pussy was throbbing wildly. She felt her tense, tightly drawn cuntlips quiver each time Jack's cock slipped over them. Juice seeped from her velvety cuntal lining, oozing from her hole and running down into her asscrack. Surely he could feel her wetness, feel her juices bubbling out of her cunt and wetting down his cock and balls.
Jack dropped his head to her other tit and started sucking hard, biting her stiff nipple while flicking his tongue around the rubbery hard tip.
"Now, baby, now I'm gonna fuck the shit outta you. You ain't gonna be able to walk far a long while," he said.
Marcie felt his hips move around, felt his dick moving through her cuntal thicket. His cock was so huge. Surely it would tear her to pieces. When he spread her cuntlips, shoving his knees harder under her ass, the girl sucked in a deep breath and held it. Oh, to be violated this way, to lose her cherry this way to a complete stranger was terrible! Wallowing on the filthy floor, a foul-smelling brute pinning her down, beating her, pinching her while shoving his cock hard against her pussy – all this made Marcie sick to her stomach as she tried to prepare herself for her first fuck.
"Nooooo!"
Her eyelids fluttered open. She arched her back.
She kicked. He was going in, forcing that long thick thing between her legs. She squirmed, begged him to slow down, screamed out that he was going to kill her with that cock. But Jack only grunted, holding his breath and shoving hard.
His sudden forceful thrust sent slivers of pain along her cuntlips and her clit. She threw her head back, shouting for the help that would never come. "Yeah, that's it, baby, just keep it up, keep begging me to go slow. Sure, I'm gonna, go at my own pace, you little bitch!"