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"Don't worry,baby," Harvey grunted. "You'll love it, and your little hubby will thank you for it someday." He ran his hands over her body for a while, savoring the feel of her perfect shape. Then he gently rolled her over onto her face and slowly tugged her into a kneeling position so that her hands and knees supported her weight and her lovely breasts pointed downward and her lovely buttocks pointed upward.

Ike moved up behind her, holding his massive cock in his hand and pointing it straight at the center of her sex. Her hot, succulent slit beckoned to him, drawing his cock to the center of her needing femininity. He parted the ample labia with his thumbs and moved the tip of his cock toward the tiny, wet opening. Then he paused. Kim was looking back over her shoulder, fearfully awaiting the penetration she knew was coming, her beautiful blue eyes wide with fear and wonder and, yes, desire. She closed those beautiful eyes and a fat tear squeezed out between her lids and rolled down her pink cheeks. She was still very aware of the import of what was about to be done to her, and she was terrified.

Kim prayed that someday Curt would forgive her, just as she prayed that he would never know that another man's cock was about to be thrust deep into her vagina, the vagina she had vowed in the church would never be touched by another man. She bit her lip, barely able to control her grief at the thought that, through her own stupidity, she was about to break that vow.

Ike moved the swollen tip of his rock-hard prick up the to opening of her pussy, moving it up and down the slit to push the fine, straight hairs aside and seat the perforated, mushroomed tip over the small orifice that led to the girl's almost untouched pleasure hole. Kim closed her eyes and waited for the pain of penetration the pain that didn't come. Ike gently pushed the broad, flaring head forward until the slippery, tight hole yielded and opened up before the pressure. The taut rim resisted, then suddenly widened and closed over the huge knob like a baby's mouth closing over a rubber nipple. Kim's full, red lips opened wide and she breathed a sigh of wonder as Ike worked the shaft carefully into her snug vagina, gently, an inch at a time. In spite of her apprehension, Kim unconsciously tipped her hips up to receive his thick length, pushing back gently to counter each of his thrusts, and the thick shaft followed the broad head into her wet and heated love channel, until the stiff, hot length was embedded deeply in that steamy, wet hole.

Ike looked down, his hands spreading her plump, round buttocks so he could see her ripe cunt, the labia split and doubled over on themselves, pooched out around the blue-veined, throbbing penis sunk nearly its entire eight inches into her belly. And just a fraction of an inch from her stretched cunt her tight, vermilion anus winked up at him from between the plump cheeks of her ass. It was the most deliciously erotic sight Ike had ever seen, and without another moment's hesitation, he began to fuck in and out of her cunt with long, smooth strokes, feeling the sweet silky vaginal walls sliding tightly over his cockflesh. Kim felt the smoothe thrusts widening her cunt and causing it to secrete the juice that would make this fuck the most memorable of her young life. Her natural reaction was to angle her hips upward, raising her vagina to receive the powerful fucks of that vile man's raging prick. In and out, in and out, so that she felt it to her delicate cervix, pushing at the door of her womb, massaging her inner organs. Ike fucked in and out expertly, raising gasps of pleasure from her as he sank into her cunt. He nudged her knees wider with his own and, taking her waist in his hands, began working his cock in and out of her in earnest. Kim received each gouging thrust with a breathy grunt of ecstasy. She began pushing her ass back against him harder and harder with each passing moment, her tits swinging beneath her, her head thrown back so that her golden hair flowed over her shoulders like melted butter.

Kim had never, ever felt anything like this in her entire life. Her nights of sex with Curt had never been like this, this total filling of her cunt, the wild sensuality of it, the feeling of being filled with the most powerful stick of dynamite in the world. The orgasm that had eluded her just before he had slid his huge cock into her cunt was now growing in her again. Her cuntal secretions bathed his smoothly moving cock and soft, sucking sounds of the meshing of their genitals filled the room. Ike reached beneath her and grasped her down-swinging tits, the hard nipples jutting out between his fingers as he squeezed them, bringing a squeal of passion from her.

The treacherous, lecherous businessman had never in his life fucked such a sweet, tight, silky smooth cunt in his life. It was so tender, yet so tight-fitting that he knew he would not be able to postpone his own orgasm for very long. His huge balls that swung to and fro in the V of her spread thighs were aching to spew gallons of his hot, white seed into her palpitating vagina. Her hips were bumping back against him, matching each of his strong thrusts, her ass cheeks rippling with each jarring contact against him. The tender pink lining of her vagina pulled out almost an inch each time he withdrew and folded back inside with each in-stroke, and the wet sluicing sounds of cock in cunt were enough to drive him crazy.

But just fucking this heavenly cunt wasn't enough for Ike Harvey. She was going to be a special asset to his business as well as an instrument for revenge against her husband. Ike stopped and looked down at the pink-lipped cunt that continued slipping wetly over the throbbing shaft. Taking her hips in his hands, he planted his cock deep and held it there, keeping her spongy bottom snug against him.

"You like it, don't you, you hot little cunt?" he hissed obscenely.

Kim kept squirming her hips urgently against him, seeking her orgasm, mushing her soft wet vulval tissues around against base of his cock. Ike felt a gush of her boiling fluids spill out over his balls. "Yes," she whined. "Oh, yes, I do!"

"And do you want me to finish you?"

"Yes! Please!"

Ike laughed, pushing against her and feeling the end of his cock deep in her belly. "You're a slut you know," she said. "A whore." When she hesitated, he slapped her ass, and said, "Aren't you?"

"Yes," she sobbed, shaking her hips. "Please, I want to come."

"You want to come because you're a whore. Right?"

"Y-Yes, I'm a whore, a slut," Kim groaned. "Please!"

"Please what?"

"Please make me come."

"Because you're a whore. Because you're going to be my whore. You fuck and come for me. You fuck who and when I tell you to, until I'm finished with you, if you don't want your husband to know about this. If you want him to keep his job."

The young girl groaned, her cunt squeezing his massive cock with urgent, spastic contractions that almost drove him mad. But he wasn't through taunting her yet. He had to drive this woman as low as he could in revenge for what her husband had said in front of those people in the elevator.

"You fuck for me. Whoever, whenever."

"Yes, please, anything you say. Please!"

"Say it," Ike commanded, sinking his fingers into her lovely, upturned buttocks. "Say it so I know you understand."

"I'll do it," Kim moaned. "Whoever, whenever, anybody, only please make me come."

Ike growled and began to fuck her again for all he was worth, relieved to be once again feeling the gentle friction of her cuntal walls over his cock. He fucked in until his pubis pressed against her tightly-stretched perineum and his pubic hair tickled her asshole, then pulled out until his penile flange caught inside the tight vaginal rim and nudged it aside with a quiet, squelching sound. All the way in, where her husband had never been before, and almost all the way out, the underside of his cock sliding its full length over her blood-swollen clitoris. Back and forth again and again until her cheeks glowed red with the fire of her passion and her tits swung tautly beneath her as her hips matched him stroke for stroke. She felt nothing, and thought of nothing but this burning urgency in her loins, this giant rod of pleasure that was sluicing so excitingly, so intimately in and out of her sweet, innocent vagina.