"So you want to unload this trim little piece," the slim dapper man said, longing in his leather covered chair. Reverend Rogers stiffened. "My good man, I assure you…"
The smaller man waved impatiently. "I don't want to hear it. I don't care. What matters to me is the quality of the merchandise, not, its past history – or your reason for selling."
He puffed at his cigarette through a long ebony holder, and looked at Liz. She was perched on the edge of a chair. The coy white blouse, a brief red skirt, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, made her look even younger than she was. But the impression was somewhat weakened by the womanly thrust of her jugs pressing hard against the front of her blouse. Feeling the man's black eyes on her, she tugged her hem down lower along her slender thighs.
She was numbed by the events of the past twenty-four hours. Her uncle had dressed her after raping her, then bundled her into a closet and locked her inside. After a while she had dozed off, but the sounds of the evening services had awakened her. Her cries for help had been drowned out by the organ, and by the voices of the congregation loudly singing hymns.
Eventually, Miss Fletcher had opened the door of the closet. Rogers' belt had been in her hand. She'd slashed Liz smartly across the tits a few times, and warned her to be quiet or she'd get worse.
Liz had gotten the definite impression the statuesque blonde would have enjoyed inflicting all kinds of agonizing tortures on her. Then Miss Fletcher had locked her back in the closet. Somehow Liz knew her uncle's secretary felt that, by whipping her naked jugs, she was doing the younger girl a favor. That outlook horrified Liz more than out-and-out sadism would have.
They'd brought food to her later, a tasteless hamburger and a watery milkshake. She'd spent a restless night locked in the closet. In the morning her uncle had made her shower in his office bathroom he had a specially-built shower stall in the john. Once she'd dried, herself and dressed in the fresh clothes Miss Fletcher had brought her, her uncle had put her in the car and driven her to this place.
It was a small motel on the eastern side of town. Despite the run-down appearance of the exterior, the manager's office was beautifully done up in costly, shiny oak and leather. The small, elegantly dressed manager looked like some European noble, here in his splendid den.
His eyes met hers. She dropped her eyes and blushed. The man threw back his head and laughed.
"I like that! She's a natural, I'll say that for you, Mister Roberts." The way he paused and smiled sidelong at the preacher made the taller man shift uncomfortably in his seat. "She looks and acts like a perfect innocent, but she's got jugs on her like a Guernsey cow! And she looks like – deep down inside – she loves the feel of a good hard cock any way she can get it. The girl next door – who puts out! What a perfect combination!"
Liz blushed still more hotly. The man was talking about her as if she were no more than an object, a mere piece of property to be bartered and used. She wanted to say something to wipe the smug smile off of the thin man's face, but there were no words with which to do it.
"Come over here, darling," the man said.
Liz looked instinctively to her uncle. Rogers looked studiedly away.
"I said, come over here!" he repeated.
His voice rang like a command. Hesitantly, Liz got to her feet and walked over to the man's chair to stand beside it. She clasped her hands coyly in front of her crotch.
He reached up and squeezed a ripe tit. She gasped, and bit her lip. "What's your name, sweetheart?" he asked.
She didn't want to tell him anything. But something told her that for all the smoothness of the small man's manner, there was a deep vein of cruelty in him that made her uncle's self-righteous sadism seem a mild joke in comparison.
"Liz," she said, shuddering with fear.
He nodded. "Call me Danny." He fondled her jug. To her own astonishment she felt her nipple hardening at his firm touch.
Danny turned his head toward Rogers. "What do you want for her?"
The preacher's answer was inaudible.
"Speak up, man! What's the price?" Danny began to unbutton the girl's blouse.
"A thousand dollars."
Danny frowned, Liz's blouse half undone. "That's pretty heavy, with money tight as it is. Have to try her out first and make damn sure she's worth that kind of investment."
Liz felt her blood run cold. The reluctant arousal she had been getting from his kneading of her boob evaporated. She was meat on the hook to him, and nothing more. She felt humiliated, demeaned.
He glanced up at her. "What're you waiting for? Strip!"
Her hand went to her throat. She looked from Danny to her uncle. Uncle Joseph was looking at her with a definite gleam in his eye. The dirty old hypocrite! she thought. She could feel how eager he was to see her disrobe and submit to Danny's lust!
She longed for the strength to defy the two men, but she simply didn't have it. Her tender ass and tits still ached from the whipping they'd received the day before.
Danny put his cigarette holder to his lips and puffed till the coal at the end of the cigarette glowed a bright red. The meaning wasn't lost on the girl, as innocent as she was. She thought about having that red-hot coal pressed to her naked boob, and she shivered.
Hastily she unbuttoned the blouse and took it off.
Making no production of it, she reached behind, she reached behind, unfastened her bra, and took it off. Her tits swayed slightly as she tossed it aside. In spite of herself she felt her nipples hardening again under the pressure of Danny's lustful eyes. Her boobs swung toward the small man's face as she unbuttoned her skirt and pulled it down her legs to step out of it. She straightened, put her thumbs in the waistband of her panties, then hesitated. She was already half naked before uncle and a total stranger. Could she go through with it?
The cigarette glowed again. She felt an odd tingling in her bared tits. She pulled her panties quickly off and stood upright, revealed in all her naked splendor. Danny pursed his lips and whistled appreciatively. The bitch certainly looks like first class stuff, there was no denying that, he thought. Her legs and waist were adolescently slim, almost skinny. But her jugs were ripe and full, and her hips delightfully padded. She was a combination of child and woman that no man could resist. Her skin was smooth and shiny, her nipples taut in the circular areolas, her cunt fur a chestnut delta.
A truly delectable vision! he thought hotly.
He scooted his hips forward in his chair. "Undo my pants and get my cock out into the open, baby."
Liz heard a small, stifled noise from her uncle. She thought about it as she dropped slowly to her knees in front of the dapper man. As her fingers sought his zipper and began to open his fly, she ventured a sidelong glance at her uncle, sitting across the room.
His face was red as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. There was no mistaking the look in his eyes. He was getting horny, watching his naked niece kneel before the smaller man. But he was also jealous!
Liz felt a hungry stirring in her cunt. Here was a way to get back at her uncle! Her fingers dipped into the small man's underwear, and closed around a hard, hot bar of cock. She tugged the prick free of Danny's pants and wrapped her lips around the cone shaped cockhead.
Danny moaned as her lips fastened wetly on the tip of his prick. Liz's lips slid outward and down, enveloping totally the swollen cockhead, then tightened into a taut ring beneath the cock bulb. The girl sucked on the trapped head of his prick while her tongue bathed the cockhead in liquid fire.
She wrapped her fingers around the small man's cock. Or perhaps that was the wrong thing to call him – there was certainly nothing small about his cock!
It wasn't as large as her uncle's, true, but it was seven inches long. She sniffed, and her nostrils filled with the tangy smell of her pussy, watering with lust. Deep down inside she recognized that it wasn't just the need to get back at her uncle, in some small way, that was turning her on. She recalled how fantastic her fingers had felt dipping into her pussy the day before. She wanted to be fucked for real. And since there was no way she could get out of fucking this small, sleek, but handsome man, there was no reason she shouldn't enjoy it!
She swirled her tongue around and around the cockhead in her mouth. Danny sighed and stroked her temples. His hips wee, pushing his cock further into her mouth. She started to pull back, remembering the way she'd gagged on her uncle's big cock. Then she stopped and let Danny stuck another inch of his cock between her wet lips, enough to fill her mouth with his turgid, rubbery prick. Then she lifted her head. Her lips caressed the sides of the cock as it slid out of her mouth.
She raised her head till only the fleshy head of Danny's prime prick remained between her lips. Then she lowered her head again. Danny gripped her head, rotating his hips with increasing excitement as she sucked his stiff cock into the cool cavern of her mouth. Her jugs were pressed against his shins. His movements made his legs rub her taut nipples in a way that made her want to squeal with joy.
Slowly she fucked her face up and down on the small man's cock. As long as she didn't try to take too much of the massive cock into her face, she was all right. The meaty flavor of Danny's prick didn't nauseate her the way her uncle's had the day before. In fact, she was beginning to think that cock tasted pretty good after all!
A droplet of pussy sauce oozed from her cunt and ran hotly down the inside of her thigh.
She felt Danny's hands close gently on both sides of her head. He lifted the girl's head from his crotch. Her lips clung possessively to his stiff prick as it slipped out from between them. The cock popped free of her mouth and wavered back and forth. Her saliva gleamed on the tip of his cock. She moaned with disappointment, and stuck out her tongue to lap at the cum silt in the end of his cock. She needed that prick!
Danny shook his head. "Hey, enough already. You've got a great mouth, but I want to try your hot little box on for size." He reached down and took hold of hex tits. Liz moaned ecstatically as the small man squeezed her boobs. It felt so good to have someone fondling her naked jugs. She stood up willingly and climbed up onto the chair, straddling his crotch. He never let go of her boobs. He kept the twin peaks of titflesh in his hands, rolling the nipples around with his sweaty palms.
The upright cock seemed to glow with a heat that bathed her thighs and her hot, waiting pussy. She was weak with the need to feel that cock crammed into her cunt. She didn't know what it would feel like, but she knew she wanted it!
Danny's hands released her tits, her nipples quivering with lust. His hands dropped to her waist, to rest on the swelling of her hips as he pressed downward. She felt her legs bend at the knees. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted with anticipation. A coral tonguetip poked from a corner of her mouth. Danny watched as the wedge of cunt fur dipped slowly toward his protruding cock.
The lips of Liz's cunt kissed the tip of Danny's prick. They both moaned as an electric current seemed to pass from her pussy to his cock. Pussy oil welled from her cunt gash and drooled down the shaft of the mighty cock.
Liz dropped her ass a fraction of an inch. The cocktip prodded briefly at her oily cuntlips then wedged them apart. She felt the cone of Danny's cockhead slide up between her delicate pussy flaps. Already the friction of his big cock in her cunt was unbearable – and his prick hadn't truly entered her pussy yet!
She wasn't quite sure what to do to get the maximum stimulation possible out of fucking her pussy down onto the upthrust cock, but she felt she could do worse than the direct approach. She bore down on the cock, feeling it stab up into her, filling the vessel of her pussy with his throbbing cockhead.
Suddenly she stopped. Something seemed to be holding her up, preventing her from fucking her pussy delightfully down to the base of that rampant prick. Then she remembered. She still had her cherry!
She paused, poised above the man's crotch with his cocktip fitted into her virgin cunt. This wasn't the way she'd always envisioned losing her cherry, and she suspected it would be painful to burst her hymen on that rigid spike of Danny's cock. But the way the prickhead stretched the lips of her cunt, the way the flared hood of the cockhead throbbed against her swollen clit, sent messages of undeniable urgency to her brain. She had to have that cock all the way up her pussy, no matter what the cost!
She took a deep breath and drove her ass down hard. Danny's eyes bulged as his cock pushed against the barrier of the girl's cherry. He frowned, then opened his mouth as if to speak.
"Owwww!" Liz shrieked as her cherry burst in a flash of pain. Then her cunt slid to the base of the steely prick with one fluid motion.
There was a moment of raw agony. Then Liz felt the walls of her pussy being pried apart as the cock surged up between them. Her pussy enveloped the man's cock like a sheath.
"God, you're big! Your cock is sooo big!" she cooed. In her fever of lust, she didn't pause to reflect that she was using words she once would have refused to admit she knew. "You're stretching my pussy so good!"
She moved her ass in a circle, revolving her lust around the shaft of his cock with an oily sound. He grunted and grabbed a double handful of her lush bun. His head dipped forward, his mouth open to scoop up the tip of her delectable tit.
Danny put his feet on the floor and drove upward. Liz squealed with ecstasy as her pussy was stuffed even more full of his fabulous cock. Squelching sounds broke rhythmically from her cunt as she swirled her cunt mound and around the small man's great big cock. The rockhard shaft of his prick seemed to strike erotic chords on her straining, blood-gorged clit.
Danny's butt crushed the leather seat of the chair as he pulled his cock out of the girl's snatch. Cunt honey flooded his crotch. Liz pulled herself upward. Her pussy lips slid along the shaft of the prick as it slid from her sopping-wet cunt.
Liz's ass went up and up. When Danny fucked his cock the first time into her pussy, it had gone in too fast for her to really appreciate how long it was. But now she could savor every inch of hefty cock as it withdrew from her pussy. Danny's cock seemed endless! The sweet suction inside her cunt as his prick left it made her quiver like a taut bowstring.
Despite the fragrant cunt juice that coated the membranes of Liz's pussy channel, Danny's cock seemed to rasp her pussy on its way out. But instead of hurting, the grinding of the cock in her cunt felt good. It gave her a feeling like an itch, something like a tickle. She wanted to thrash and scream, and fuck her self up and down on that marvelous cock so hard that the chair creaked.
And she did!
"Oh! Ohh! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck your big prick clear to my tonsils! Ream my pussy out, big boy," she shouted, throwing her head back.
Her boobs bounced frantically in front of Danny's face. Whenever he could, he trapped one or the other pale globe of titflesh, and he sucked it hard while licking the nipple with his stiffened tongue. But every time he attacked one of Liz's jugs that way, she went totally crazy with passion, and fucked him with such energy that her boob slipped from his lips almost immediately. It was something like bobbing for apples – but a million times more fun!
Danny had still not entirely recovered from his shock at learning that this hot-bodied adolescent with the eager mouth was a virgin – or had been until a few moments before. That changed things. But there was no time to deal with that now. This sexy Liz fucked a hell of a lot better than any virgin had a right to, and he wouldn't stop jamming his cock up her breathtakingly tight pussy for the world! He couldn't stop!
Liz was in a maelstrom of lust. Her butt thumped rhythmically against Danny's trouser-covered thighs as her cunt drank in his cock. The plunging of that big prick in and out of her pussy was maddening her with passion so intense that nothing she'd ever experienced could compare with it. Compared to being fucked by Danny's huge all-male cock, pumping her pussy with her as yesterday had been nothing at all! She didn't think her pussy could ever get enough of Danny's giant cock.
"Fuck me, fuck me hard!" the words tumbled out as if of their own accord. "I'm about to come! Come in me, please. Fill my pussy with your sperm!"
Her body tingled like a live wire. Unbearable sexual tension built up inside her pussy. She ground her butt in ever-expanding circles, trying to twist her pussy more and more around over the stiff rod of Danny's cock. Her breath came in short, choppy gasps.
Suddenly her ass was drawn down as if by a magnet. She gasped as Danny's cock filled her pussy with stunning speed.
Then a furious orgasmic contraction of her cunt sucked a blast of hot cum from Danny's cock up into her pussy, and she soared right out of this world on shimmering wings of ecstasy.