CHAPTER FOUR

Sam showed up ten minutes after Tom left far work. He was horny for her again, and Kelly was certain that there was something radically wrong with him. She knew she was pretty and attractive, but Sam's animal lust for her made her feel like a magnet for cock.

The minute he was inside the apartment, he swept Kelly right off her feet, and carried her to her bed where he licked and sucked her until she was weak and helpless again.

Then he had her suck his prick until it was big and he fucked her brains out until the wee hours of the morning. It was after three when Kelly's smoldering eyes saw the clock through her sex haze.

"Oh, my God!" she cried. "Tom gets home about four!"

Sam got up and dressed. He left Kelly writhing on her rumpled bed. He paused at the door.

"Why don't you take tomorrow off?" He grinned and added, "With pay."

Kelly was at first touched by the gesture. The thought of a day off in the middle of the week with pay delighted her. She almost had a kind thought about her boss. After all, it was the least he could do after all he had done to her.

She rolled over on the bed and hugged Tom's pillow. Her ordeal was over. Now she could relax. Now things would be normal again. Now she could make love to Tom again. Sweet, guide, loving Tom, with his sweet, gentle, loving prick. She heaved a big sigh of relief, and dozed off.

She slept like a baby and never heard Tom come in, never felt him crawl into bed with her. She awoke about noon, fresh as a daisy and happy as a lark to have the day off. She relaxed with women's magazines and TV, just lounging around and luxuriating. She felt great.

She got Tom off to work, on time and prepared to spend a night as relaxing as her day was. When someone knocked on the door about fifteen minutes later, she pranced to it. But then she was shocked out of her young mind to see Sam Hartman standing there.

"Mr. Hartman!" she gasped. "What are you doing here?"

Sam just smiled and said, "Did you have a nice day?"

Kelly felt naked under his lewd gaze. Not having expected him, she was in her undersized robe.

"Go away!" she cried, and her naked tits rose up in the wide V of her robe. "You said just a few days! It's over! No more!"

"Now, don't be like that," Sam chided, like a father chiding a naughty daughter.

Kelly saw some neighbors coming out of their house across the street, and she panicked. What if they saw her half-naked with a strange man at her door?

She grabbed Sam by the wrist and pulling him inside and shut the door. Breathless, she moved to the window and peeked through the curtains. The neighbors apparently hadn't seen anything. She sighed.

Sam moved up behind her and his crotch pressed against her firm, round ass, as his hands slipped around her middle. His left hand came up to her tits. His right dipped into her robe between her young thighs. His cock got hard.

"You smell sexy," he breathed into her cute little ear.

"Mr. Hartman!" she gasped. "Let me get…"

His left hand smothered a jutting tit and massaged her pink nipple. His right hand rubbed her pussy and a big finger slipped into her wet cunt-hole.

"No! No!" she wailed. "Stop! You can't do this to me!"

She kicked at his shins with her bare feet, and twisted her ass away from his disturbing cock. Panting for breath, she tore away from him and ran. Sam laughed and took after her. She raced around the sofa. Sam followed. When he stopped, she stopped to catch her breath. Her blue eyes flared at him.

"If you touch me now, it's rape!" she declared.

Sam laughed. "Great," he said. "The police love girls like you. I fucked him for a couple of days, then he raped me."

Put that way, Kelly felt defeated. Now she couldn't even scream if she wanted to. Not that she would. What would the neighbors think? And Sam gave her something else to think about.

"How would you explain all that to your hubby?"

Kelly's heart sank behind her heaving young tits. Her shoulders sagged. Her eyes saddened. Her lower lip quivered. Then she sobbed.

"Why are you doing this to me?" she whimpered. "I was nice to you. You got more than my own husband. Please don't look at me like that. I don't want you to want me that way. Please, Mr. Hartman, leave me alone!"

Sam grinned and started after her again. Kelly squealed and dashed away. She darted around the sofa with Sam hot on her heels. He grabbed her flying robe and Kelly screeched. To get away, she had to slip out of the robe.

Sam dropped it and ran after her. She whirled around in the doorway of the bedroom. A hand covered her young pussy. An arm crossed over her ripe, thrusting tits.

"Mr. Hartman!" she cried. "Stop!"

Sam advanced slowly. Kelly retreated into her bedroom. Her blue eyes were wide on Sam's obvious hard-on as she stepped beck. His eyes were hot on her lithe young body as he stepped forward.

The backs of her legs touched the edge of the bed, and she caught her breath.

"Mr. Hartman… please… don't."

He grinned and reached for her tits. Kelly jerked back and fell across the bed. Sam unzipped his pants and produced his enormous, wet cock. Kelly shivered and sniffled like a hurt child.

Sam slipped out of his jacket and loosened his tie, then gripped his prick in his fist. He stepped between Kelly's trembling knees and leaned over her on one hand. His wet cock flamed her wet pussy.

"Ohhhh, nooooo!" she moaned. But her cunt, weak and helpless, opened like a hot little mouth for his big fucker.

His thick cock wedged into her pussy and stretched her fuck-channel wide as it slid inward. Kelly whimpered when she felt the way his enormous prick filled her cunt. It didn't seem right somehow, and she sniffled again as his prick inched into her cunt. She was certain that a fifty-year-old cock this size didn't belong in a nineteen-year-old pussy like hers.

Convinced of that, she rasped, "I hate you!" Sam chuckled and got every inch of his cock into the tight wetness of her pretty pussy. His pubic hair mixed with hers. His hot nuts tickled her asscheeks. His cockhead was lodged in her belly. She sobbed.

Sam grinned obscenely, aroused by her weak protest and state of surrender to his prick. He grasped her slim wrists and pinned them to the bed over her head so that her proud young tits strained up at him.

Holding her prisoner, he ducked his head down and sucked the hell out of her jutting tits as he fucked her silly. Her tits trembled and her nipples spiked in his mouth as her juicy young cunt twisted in protest against his drilling cock.

But it took only a few strokes of his long, rigid fuck-pole to change her twist of protest into hot little spasms of increasing horniness. Her pussy couldn't resist a big cock like his. It was devastating.

"Oh, ohhh, ohhhh," she suddenly moaned and whimpered a little as her whole body quivered.

Sam chuckled with pleasure, loving the feel of her tight, wet cunt, but also loving the way he could make her succumb to her own passion. She was fun to fuck.

Kelly panted for breath as his prick ravished her pussy, and she fought down the rising waves of lust she felt welling up inside her body. She wanted so much to repel his big cock, but her pussy wouldn't let her. It started screwing on his cock.

Sam sensed her dilemma and helped her let go. Keeping her urns pinned to the bed, he reared back with his hips and drilled all of his cock into her squishy young cunt. It plunged so forcefully into her that her whole body jerked on the bed, and she let out a long moan.

Her senses reeled as Sam fucked faster in and out of her pussy. She saw stars. Her cute little ass writhed. Her cunt twisted, faster with his strokes. Her breath quickened and came out in short little gasps. Sam fucked her even faster.

He sucked and chewed her delightful tits as he plunged and drilled all of his cock into her cunt. His pelvic bone banged hers. His balls slapped her hot ass. His cockhead ripped into her belly again and again, until Kelly was gasping for breath.

"Oh, no!" she suddenly shrieked. "I'm cumming!"

She could no longer hold off the waves of orgasmic pleasure. They overwhelmed, her, engulfed her, drowned her ma sea of emotions that left her fucking hornily on Sam's raping prick.

"Uh! Uhhh! Uhhhnnn!" she grunted like a fucking little animal. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened and her tits strained up into his mouth and her pussy churned hotly and wetly on his fucking cock.

Kelly thought the lights would go out in her head as the big man fucked her brains out. And yet that was just the beginning for her. Sam, in his growing lust, wanted to send her senses soaring, wanted to make her cum like crazy.

So he dug his toes into the carpet for leverage and rammed his huge, stiff cock into her wet pussy. His wet nuts crashed into her tensed ass. His shaft filled her fuck-channel. And his cockhead plunged into her hot young body. Her belly heaved on his prick.

"Oh!" Kelly cried when he first did that to her. Then as he drilled again and again, she squealed. "Oh! Ohhh! Ohhhh! I'm cumming! Ohhh, stop that! No, nooo, noooo! Ohhhh, don't fuck me like that! Don't, don't! Ohhh, my God, I'm cumming and cumming! Stop, stop! Ohhhh, I'm cummmmiiinnnggg!"

Her fingers curled and uncurled like her toes. Her wrists twisted against his powerful grip and her cunt twisted on his powerful cock. Cummy pleasure stormed through her hot, vibrating body on the bed, and Sam chuckled lewdly over her jutting tits as he fucked the life out of her cunt.

His toes dug in and his prick lunged into her pussy. Suddenly, he raised his face from her straining tits and threw his head back. He gritted his teeth and fucked every solid inch of his cock into her clenching, sucking young pussy and shot his load all at once.

He let out a terrible groan as he busted his nuts. Huge wads of thick cockcream torpedoed through his distended cockpipe and crashed into Kelly's humping cunt. For one crazy second she was afraid she had hurt him, he groaned so loud. But then it dawned on her that he was simply enjoying her pussy like the dirty man he was.

Sam emptied his nuts into her cunt, got his bearings again, and released her quivery, straining arms. He pushed himself up off her writhing young body and gazed at her a moment. Then he kissed her, gaping, panting mouth and whispered, "Take tomorrow off with pay." Then he was gone.

Kelly's head finally stopped spinning, and her eyes fluttered open. Reality set in and she gasped.

"My God! He's paying me? I'm a whore!" That was too harsh for her tender feelings, so she said, "No. I'm not. I'm his mistress!"

She staggered into the bathroom, and as she got rid of his jism, she wished she could get rid of him.

It's too late to tell Tom, she thought as she peed. And I can't tell the police. What am I going to do? He uses me as if I belong to him! She padded naked into the living-room and picked up her robe. At least it's not sex-soiled, she thought.

A knock on the door startled her. If that's again, she thought fiercely, I'll scream. She pulled her robe on and quickly belted it around her narrow waist.

She opened the door and looked into the face of a woman she knew.

"Mrs. Hartman."

"Hello, Kelly. May I come in?"

"Unh, yes, of course."

Kelly's blood rushed in her head, and she thought she'd faint. Why was Mrs. Hartman here? Not because of…

"Sit down, sit down," she said nervously. "Can I get you a cup of coffee?"

"Yes, thank you," the woman said. Over coffee, Jean Hartman made herself quite clear. "I'll get right to the point, Kelly. I know what's going on between you and my husband. No, you don't have to defend yourself. I know it's his fault."

"You do?"

"Oh, yes. I don't know all the details, but I know how Sam operates. He gets a girl in a compromising position, then takes advantage of her."

"That's exactly what he did!" Kelly exclaimed. "But… what are you doing here?"

"I'm jealous," Jean said.

Kelly's eyes went wide with innocence. "Oh, Mrs. Hartman, I swear! I'm not interested in your husband!"

Jean reached over and set her hand on Kelly's naked knee. "I'm not jealous of you, silly. I'm jealous of him."

Kelly frowned, puzzled. "I don't understand."

"How naive you are," Jean said, and slipped her cool hand up Kelly's hot thigh. "It's not only men who are attracted to a sexy young thing like you."

Kelly's mouth fell open. "Mrs. Hartman!" she gasped. Her thigh quivered. "Please take your hand off my leg. This is embarrassing!"

"I could make an awful lot of trouble for you," Jean said. "One word from me and Sam would fire you tomorrow. One phone call from me and your husband would know everything – how you laid my husband at the office."

"Open your legs," Jean said softly.

Kelly parted her knees and Jean admired her sweet young pussy. "No wonder Sam comes home so tired," she said, and stroked Kelly's cunt with two long fingers. Kelly's breath caught in her throat as the fingers teased her pussy. They were so gentle.

The lady's tongue was even gentler. So gentle, in fact, that it drove Kelly right out of her young mind. She had never had a female lick her cunt before. It was quite a remarkable experience for her. It was as if Mrs. Hartman loved her cunt.

Jean kissed Kelly's pussy at first, lips to lips, a gentle kiss that made Kelly shiver all over. Her eyes got glazed and her lips parted as she peered down with curiosity and growing passion as Jean's extended tongue ravished her wet pussy. Kelly moaned because the feelings in her cunt were so horny. Jean moaned because Kelly's young pussy was so juicy and sweet. She slurped her tongue into her young cunt and wiggled it round and round inside Kelly's twisty fuck-hole.

Kelly's head began spinning as Mrs. Hartman aroused, then tormented, then pleased her cunt. The woman sure knew how to eat pussy. When Kelly climaxed on her tongue, Jean sucked all the cum right out of her.

Jean licked and sucked Kelly's little clit until the poor girl went out of her mind with cummy pleasure. She came juicily for a long time, and Jean licked her pussy absolutely dry.

"Ohhhh, Mrs. Hartman," she breathed, trembling from head to foot, "I've never had anything like that."

"Come here," Jean said huskily. "Turn around here."

"Huh? Why?"

"Just turn around. That's it. Now bend over the back of the sofa. Go ahead. I'll show you something eke you've never had, you horny little bitch."

"Mrs. Hartman! How you talk! What… what are you doing?"

Jean had her draped over the back of the sofa. Kelly's hands touched the floor. Her bare feet hung off the sofa cushion. Her ripe young ass was uplifted, round and firm. Sean gave it a kiss, right in her asscrack. Kelly gasped.

Jean murmured hornily to herself, turned on by Kelly's sweet young ass, and she pried her ass-cheeks open with her thumbs. When she had exposed Kelly's brown assbud, she drilled her slender tongue into the girl's shitter.

"Oh!" Kelly squealed. "My God! Ewww, stop that! Mrs. Hartman! Ohhhh, you're as dirty as your husband!"

She was shocked at the woman as Jean sucked her asshole. After such a nice pussy-lick, this seemed terribly depraved. But, depraved or not, it drove Kelly wild. Jean's wicked tongue assaulted her shithole and her cunt-hole. She licked deep in both holes, back and forth from one to the other, until Kelly was a writhing mass of hot female flesh.

"Ohhh, stop! Stop!" she panted, wriggling and rocking hornily. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! I'm… I'm… Oh! I'm cummiiinnnggg!"

Her whole body rocked and twisted and squirmed as the horny lady turned her pussy and ass into molten lava. Frothy cunt-juice seeped out of her tight young pussy and Jean slurped it up like it was champagne.

When Jean finally stopped eating her, Kelly thought her cunt and asshole was on fire. Never in her life had anyone sucked both holes at one time like that. It was mind-boggling, to say the least.

She heard the door close and she collapsed onto the sofa, starry-eyed and with her legs wide. Her fingers traced nervous little lines all over her hot crotch. She shivered and shuddered for a long time.

My God, she thought hotly, I'm a sex slave for a dirty-old-man and his pervert wife!

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