"Raped young runaway" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kellerman John)

CHAPTER EIGHT

The steady rhythm of Nat's cock sliding into her cunt, the heat of his breath on her lips, his hands squeezing and loving her were taking Bobbie Ann up to the clouds on a frenzied ride.

Her small tits were flattened under the man's lurching weight as he ground her down into the bed. His fucking was getting rough and urgent now, and her slim hips began to dip and dance above the mattress. She could hardly get enough air her lungs. Her fingers became claws that dug at Nat's back, then his ass. She seemed to need even more of his thick cock inside her. Her cunt milked hungrily at the rigid thing that stabbed and excited her!

"Oh, damn!" Sandy said from close by. "He's gonna come inside you, and then I won't get to have any fun."

Neither of them paid her any attention. Bobbie was too far gone to care about Sandy. She hardly knew the blonde was in the room. She clung tightly to the lurching, fucking man above her, her thighs thrown wide to let him stab into her tight juicy cunt. The itchy pleasure was so intense that she began to cry out. Her cries were weak squeals at first, growing until at last she was screaming. Her clit caught fire and she couldn't stop lurching and twitching and tossing her swollen cunt back and forth as the handsome Nat pinned her thin wrists and fucked her like a wild man.

"Ohhh… uhhhhhh! Yaaahhh!"

She came violently, the pleasure surging up her body so suddenly that she couldn't breathe, couldn't think. All she could do was fuck, and she fucked as if her life depended upon it.

"You two are far out!" Sandy said.

Her comment was lost in the hungry grunts from deep in Nat's throat and Bobbie Ann's excited squeals as the tickling madness swept through her cunt. Her clit was a hot little nub of pleasure now and whatever it touched seemed to send electric thrills through Bobbie's cunt.

She came like there was nothing else in the world that mattered – and at that moment, it didn't. She could feel the full length of Nat's prick sliding into her cunt and being pulled out again. Then he stiffened and clutched her so tightly the air whooshed from her nose. Hot spurts filled her cunt. She felt the hot cream going down her ass.

Nat never stopped fucking for a second. He fucked her until there was no more energy left in her body. She lay limp and wasted, her muscles spent. His mouth covered one of her tits again, and she gave a twitch and sagged under him. Inside her, she could still feel the strong sap.

Vaguely, Bobbie wondered what Nat had meant about her being in no danger of getting pregnant. Maybe he'd had that operation some men talked about. She didn't know and didn't care – at least not right now. She was exhausted.

Bobbie found the strength to get up, finally, her legs wobbling as she made it to the other room again. She could hear Sandy talking in her high pitched voice to Nat, begging him to play with her now. Bobbie got some more Scotch and gulped it down. Her head seemed to clear a little with the drink. She felt a line of cum trickling down her naked thigh, but didn't even bother to wipe it away.

The stark reality of what was taking place began to haunt her now. She drank more Scotch, staggering to the kitchenette to find an ice cube.

How did this well-known politician get away with this, anyhow? Surely if Dan knew the man's appetites, others did as well. Couldn't they use this information against him? And wasn't there some young girl around who was smart enough or clever enough to work blackmail on him just so she'd keep her mouth shut?

"I'm only a teenager," she breathed to herself, "and I don't think Sandy's any older, Nat Rogers could get in lots of trouble."

A hot throb went through her cunt, and she whimpered and cupped a hand to her swollen, dripping mound. Hot cum dripped into her palm, and she brought it to her nose and sniffed. The scent made her shiver. There was something about it that drove her wild. She began to breathe fast again, the looked to see that nobody had come into the kitchen – no, of course not. Sandy and Nat were probably already going at it in the bedroom. Looking at the creamy stuff again, she suddenly pushed her palm to her lips and sucked hungrily at the salty stuff.

"Mmmmmm… I wish I had a quart of it!"

The first ice cube was already melting, so she dropped another into her drink and wandered back to the other room. Pretty fancy motel – more like a presidential suite. Nat had paid plenty to reserve the place. But how did he cover up his activities? Bobbie wondered. All it would take would be for someone to slip the motel owner a bribe and then break into the room with cameras flashing.

The possibility of such a thing occurring made Bobbie tremble.

She heard a groan from the bedroom, then another groan – softer than the first. When she went over to peek in, Sandy was stretched out on her belly while Nat worked his cock into her cunt from behind. As he stabbed it deep, the blonde jerked and clawed the covers of the bed.

"Ohhhhh, Nat honey!" she panted, arching her back to press her plump white ass against his belly.

Nat held her hips, working his cock in with a slow circular motion.

Bobbie Ann turned away and went back to the sofa with her drink. The cum was drying on her thigh now. Her cunt still tingled – like it needed more fucking. She looked down at the strange velvety flesh that still bloomed from between the plumpness of her cunt mound. She swirled her ice around in the Scotch, thinking again of how vulnerable a politician was when he carried on late at night with a couple of teenage girls.

"Unless he has protection."

Bobbie went to the curtain that covered the front window of the room. She held it aside just far enough to peek out, and what she saw made her suck in a quick breath and step back.

She'd seen the silhouette of a Highway Patrol car, an officer leaning against the fender with a glowing cigarette in his mouth.

So that was how they worked it – the man had been waiting until she and Sandy had been brought in, and then taken up guard duty outside the room. Senator Rogers certainly wasn't going to be bothered by anything short of an armed invasion.

Aware of someone behind her, Bobbie Ann turned to see Nat leaning in the doorway of the bedroom, a smile on his face. His cock was wilted – but still pretty big. A string of cum leaked from it and fell to the rug.

Bobbie blushed, feeling more naked now that there were male eyes upon her. He came over, taking her drink from her so he could poll her into his arms.

"I guess you know that you're my favorite."

"Yes, I'd like to see you again after the night's over. Of course it isn't over yet, is it?"

"No, Nat. I guess it isn't."

"Why don't you make yourself comfortable over here on the couch. It's going to take a little time for me to get my second wind, but there's no reason why you shouldn't have something nice happen to you in the meantime."

Bobbie let herself be led to the couch, and she lay back on it like Nat wanted. He arranged her legs just so, pushing her knees up until they touched her breasts. She was terribly embarrassed. She knew how her cunt must look all swollen and squishy and dripping with cum. But Nat didn't seem to mind. He blotted it gingerly with a clean handkerchief and eased his head between her up raised legs.

"Oh God…" she moaned, anticipating the first touch of his lips.

"I've wanted to do this since I first saw you. I'm going to have to commend Dan for bringing you to me."

He kissed her then, and all the breath went out of her. He began to lick the edges of her cunt hole, rimming her with his tongue until she was gurgling with hungry excitement and clutching instinctively at his head.

It wasn't going to take her long! Her aching cunt tightened on itself as Nat's soft tongue brushed and teased her clit. No, it wasn't going to take her long at all!

It was close to dawn when Bobbie felt a hand on her tit. She'd been dozing, having strange dreams. She'd been dimly aware of movements and muted conversation but her fatigue had blotted it all out.

Now the bedroom was quiet except for the sound of Sandy's steady breathing. Bobbie Ann blinked her eyes open and looked up into Nat's face.

"Dan will be here soon to take you back," he said. "But there's still time for one little pleasure."

He caressed her neck and shoulders. His hair was mussed and he looked tired – but happy.

"What do you want me to do?"

Bobbie blinked and sat up. The first thing she saw was Nat's cock. It was fully extended and looked loaded with blood. The dark head pulsed like it had earlier that evening when he'd put it deep into her cunt and let go his cum.

"I remembered how soft your mouth was," he said, still caressing her face.

She was pulled down on the bed again, and when Nat crawled around so that he could kiss her belly, she didn't understand exactly what he had in mind. Then he kissed lower, and as his mouth brushed her warm cunt mound, she felt his cock bump her cheek. She grasped it, realizing she was already getting stirred up.

"Whhuuhh…" she breathed as his tongue opened her cunthole, then pushed along the slippery folds. She licked her lips and with another moan, brought her warm, wet mouth slowly over the man's blood-taut cockhead.

He trembled all over as she petted the sensitive swell with her lips, then used her tongue to tease the underside of his cock tip. Together they sucked and hugged on the bed – while Sandy slept on.

Bobbie Ann felt naughtier than she'd ever felt in her life, because what she was doing now was about the most taboo thing she could think of. To be sucking a man's cock while he feasted gently on her hot cunt seemed incredibly wicked. But it felt so good!

All the things that were bad felt like that. She whimpered as Nat's tongue delved deeper into her young twat, then she accidentally nipped him with her front teeth. He gave a grunt of pain but didn't say anything.

"I'm sorry," she sighed, looking down at the spit glossed knob.

Just looking at it made her want it in her mouth again. She felt shame for the uncontrollable desire to suck a man's prick, but she'd never suspected that just doing it once would lead to an obsession.

"You taste so good," Nat told her, burrowing his mouth deeper, holding her thighs apart as he covered her bloomed cunt with kisses and licks.

Bobbie Ann had never experienced such enjoyment from a man's mouth! She writhed under him, tired from lack of sleep but tingling with the thrill of having her own caressed so hungrily while Nat's hot cock jerked against her tongue.

It wasn't easy to concentrate on what she was doing. Sucking that pulsing knob made her whimper with lust, but then Nat's tongue would slide deep into her hole or caress her tender clit and Bobbie's mouth would go slack around the streamlined shape that filled it. But she could tell then that Nat wanted more sucking, and she tried hard to keep her tongue moving. It was this delicate petting of his glans that made him start to sigh and burrow even deeper into the warm, slippery place between her parted thighs.

"Yaaaahhhmmm…" she groaned, her hips working against the lovely friction.

She was close to coming, and so was Nat. She could feel his cock stiffening. The knob seemed to be pushing her cheeks out, it was so big.

"Baby doll!" he gasped, licking her wildly.

Bobbie's tickle grew quickly then, becoming the maddening itch she had grown to crave. Her body squirmed like a snake might move through deep grass, and she grabbed Nat's big cock with both hands and slurped strongly on that very suckable knob of his. She would never get tired of the sleek, smooth feel of a cockhead in her mouth. She knew that so well!

"Bobbeeee!"

Nat shuddered, his belly as hard as steel. She felt the strong pump deep inside his groin begin to throb. She cling to his cockshaft all the tighter, squeezing the blood to the swollen knob. Her pink tongue swathed and petted it. She curled her licking tongue around it sinuously, pulling at the great bulge, her cheeks sunk in from the suction.

She yearned to taste the salty flood of cum. She didn't think she could wait another second! She was coming now, the breathtaking pleasure fluttering through her.

"Nhhhuuummm…" she cooed through flared nostrils.

Nat's tonguetip fucked back and forth across her exploding clit! She clutched his cockshaft and let her teeth sink into it just a little as her tongue slipped forward and back along the underside of the tip, stroking the plump lobes there as the fevered barb grew to its largest size.

Nat came!

"Damn!"

His hips plunged, but Bobbie held to his cock, keeping just the purplish crown inside her mouth as her tongue went wild up on it. Hot spurts of the thickest, richest cream she'd ever tasted spattered into the back of her throat and streamed from one corner of her mouth. She was coming, too – wiggling, whimpering around the boiling sap that kept shooting up his cum tube and bathing her mouth.

The bed lurched as they rolled around on it, coming, eating each other, gasping and groaning. Bobbie let his cock slide a little deeper, loosening her fingers. Nat pushed hungrily, feeling the heat of her throat and wanting more. Keeping herself calm, Bobbie Ann smothered her urge to gag. The fat tip of his cock forced her tonsils aside and dove past. She let him fuck her deep, let him fuck her throat until his balls bumped her chin. Then she could keep herself calm no longer.

Choking, she swallowed and her throat closed down around his glans. More streams of white jizz flooded her throat. Nat was absolutely flipping out! But her cunt was getting plenty of attention, too. He was nibbling the dainty folds, sucking her clit until she thought she'd go mad!

When at last they lay there panting, Bobbie blinked and opened her eyes. Sandy had awakened and was propped up on one elbow, watching them.

"How can anybody get any sleep around here?" she asked, grinning.

Bobbie was too out of breath to even answer. She just grinned back and closed her eyes. A warm stream of cum was leaking down her chin, and she weakly tried to lick it off. Nat's cocktip rested against her cheek. She liked the slick, hot feel of it there – at least right now she did.

But already she was wondering how she'd feel about the whole wild scene when she was back in her bed with the booze wearing off. But now she was here and her slender thighs were wrapped around a man's head, his mouth still lightly touching her young ravished cunt. She nuzzled deeper into the pillow, moving her hips ever so slightly as she moaned with all the pleasure that had passed through her in such a short time. Nat was kissing her cunt.

God, it felt good!