Mallory's big-cocked stud turned her around and pushed her onto all fours. He pulled her knees apart to maximize his access. She felt the familiar slithering sensation of his tongue on, and up, her ass, and then a pause. She felt one of his hands on her hip, and the fingers of his other hand spreading her pussy. His forceful probing felt incredible.
His voice was husky and panting: "Help me, baby, I need you to hold yourself open so I can put my cock into you." There was breathless desperation in his voice, which was sexy considering how cool and collected he usually was. She blushed: Have I made him that hot and desperate to fuck me? She smiled inside, and her cunt moistened.
"Yes, master, your pretty slave girl will help you." She reached back with one hand, using the other to support herself in her doggie-style position.
And she loved his forcefulness. She liked the way her pussy felt as she spread her tight little lips for his massive cock. She heard him spit, felt it land with a splash on her slit with a few stray drops lighting on her fully exposed, thoroughly licked and adored anus, which flexed and twitched at the wetness. She felt his big cock bump against her pussy and begin to push. Her excitement turned to panic as she realized it would take a miracle to get it inside her.
"Oh!" She yelped. Then in as sexy a voice as possible, "My goodness, master, your cock is so big. Can a sweet little slave like me really fuck a big stud like you? Are you SURE? Please be careful with your pretty little girl."
He gave a quick thrust. As she cried out in a mixture of sharp pain and broad, amazing pleasure, her orgasms came fast and furious - she had two in succession, both about 5 seconds long, as the first two inches of his cock slid in. Her constant arousal and gushing cumming orgasms helped to lubricate his truncheon, which now shown slick and shiny in the half-light; but the shear size of him overwhelmed her pretty little hole. She heard and felt more saliva drop from his panting mouth, splashing her ass hole and the top of his cock where it struggled to force its way into her.
She loved to feel his spit run from her puckered hole down to her cunt.
With that he thrust suddenly into her. She cried out and came again, re-lubricating their union.
"Master, your cock is so wonderful, thank you for fucking me. I hope I can be the best little slut you've ever had, my sweet fuck god."
Finally he had four inches in her and began to buck against her sweet little ass, fucking her with his massive shaft, sliding in and out of her tight little pussy again and again. He hadn't hit home yet, but soon he'd bang against her uterus and her orgasms will take on an entirely new meaning.
The pain began to subside, leaving her with an amazing feeling of being filled up that she found profoundly sensuous and pleasant. "He's fucking me like I was meant to be fucked: hard and big," she thought, smiling and closing her pretty eyes. The feeling of being entirely controlled by this man, having his massive cock rule her life for the moment, having her young innocent pussy completely filled by her lover, as if that massive phallus now held her very life in its hands - this was an incredibly arousing sensation.
She enjoyed being bent forward and used by this hot, nasty stud. She felt like such a proud and hot little whore, being fucked from behind like this, being used like a little fuck doll. She was his subservient little slave, his pliant, obedient girl. He was physically much bigger than her, with a massive, powerful phallus, and she was reveling in the feeling of being taken and possessed so completely.
"Am I a good fuck doll, master?" He grunted again.
"Keep talking, you little slut, you are so fucking hot."
As she'd thought momentarily before, it was almost a spiritual or ritualistic feeling, being fucked by this great dark wing.
"OK, master, your little whore will keep saying naughty things to her stud."
The rhythm of his thrusting picked up speed and pretty soon the sound of the bed creaking, and of this animal's grunting and groaning, picked up volume. As Mallory grew more and more wet and sore from the invasion of his massive tool, she started to feel dizzy and was glad her head was stuffed into a pillow and that she wasn't standing up.
She reached back to touch his amazing balls, marveling at their size and smoothness.
"Do you like your pretty girl to touch these? She's shy, but she will touch them. Wow! they are so big!" He moaned as she gently clutched them with her delicate girlish hands.
"You must have shaved these magnificent eggs," she whispered as she toyed with them gently, "they are smooth as silk." They were also full and heavy.
She felt the thick swelling of his sack, the hot cum circling around his big heavy orbs and preparing to spill like lava into her little cunt. She palmed his balls and jostled them in her pretty little hand. He moaned once again, and breathed more raggedly, and clearly liked it, telling her to pull on them. She grasped them with her petite hand and gently pulled them toward her, making him grunt loudly.
