"Nice," Miles said, licking his lips, "real nice. You're just my type, doll, small but stacked.”
Lita removed her bra, and Miles gawked excitedly at her big cone-shaped thrusting breasts. The creamy globes wobbled enticingly from their confinement but did not sag. They pointed straight ahead, dotted with light brown nipples. Lita saw his hungry stare and blushed.
"The panties," he said breathlessly. "Hurry up and take off your panties.”
It was the last shred of clothing she had left, and she blushed hotly as she lowered the garment. Miles’ feverishly lusty eyes went to her crotch, focusing on her wide silky black bush. Again he licked his lips. She saw the crotch of his pants suddenly balloon.
"Get on the bed baby," he said, reaching for his belt buckle.
"Nooo," Lita whined.
She knew it was irrational, that this brute would overpower her sooner or later, but she couldn't just meekly obey. Pride demanded that she resist him to her last ounce of strength. He came lunging at her again, and she ran, screaming, her big milky-white tits flopping heavily.
"No, no, I don't want to fuck you, Miles," she wept.
"Too damned bad," he panted. "I'm gonna have you even if I have to knock you cold.”
He wasn't kidding. Soon he caught up with her, and when he did, he lifted her effortlessly and threw her onto the bed. She landed so hard, the breath was knocked out of her, and she felt dizzy. By the time she recovered, Miles was standing beside the bed stark naked.
Lita couldn't help gawking at his exaggeratedly masculine body. He was taller, wider, more muscular than most men, with biceps the size of grapefruit. His chest was hairier, too, a dense crisp mat of auburn curls. But what frightened her most was the enormous size of his erect cock, nine brutal inches of thick hard pale dick. The swollen purple head seemed as big as her fist.
"You're not getting away this time, doll," he said, "so why don't you just relax and enjoy it?”
Enjoy? How could she enjoy having her body split in half with that elephant dong? She knew her tiny narrow recently-virgin cunt just couldn't accommodate that monster. She went pale with fear and started crawling to the far side of the bed, against the wall. Miles grabbed her ankle and pulled her back to the edge of the bed.
"Don't worry, baby," he said, “I ain't gonna just stuck it in you. I know you're a virgin. I’ll get you ready first.”
So Miles thought she was still a virgin? That might be to her advantage. She played the role, pale and trembling and sobbing, as he eased her pretty round little butt to the edge of the bed. He hoisted her slim legs up over his shoulders and knelt between them, ogling the lewdly exposed red flesh of her slit.
"Don't fuck meee," she whimpered.
"Not yet," he said. "I’ll get you wet and hot, baby, and then you'll want it. You just relax. I know what you like.”
He did, too. Lita watched his balding head dip down into her crotch, and she felt a jolt of horny anticipation, in spite of her fear and revulsion for the man. She didn't want to take his enormous menacing cock inside her body, but she sure as hell didn't mind if he went down on her. Already she loved having her pussy eaten.
Miles rubbed his flushed face in her lush glossy black bush, breathing in the sweet scents of soap cologne, and girl-juice. He rubbed lower, into the pulpy red crease between her muff-lips, forcing the lips open, exposing her tiny scarlet clit. His tongue tickled out and rimmed the moist little bud-and Lita felt her belly melting with instant pleasure.
"Oooooo," she moaned.
Miles chuckled. "Yeah, I know what you like," he said. "You just relax and dig it, baby, and I’ll eat your whole pussy.”
Lita, in spite of her fear, did just that. She relaxed and let her thighs fall open to him. Later he would do something awful and painful, but for now she could enjoy. It would be foolish not to enjoy some part of this rape. It was going to happen, no matter what she did, so she might as well get what pleasure she could.
Miles' thick wet tongue tickled around and around her tiny tender clit, sending violent jolts of pleasure through her belly. Damn, it felt soooo nice… Lita gurgled lustily and started to cream onto his flushed face. Miles felt it and licked her little joy button all the faster, till she was panting.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned, "oh, God, sooo good… ”
Again the harsh knowing chuckle. "You sure as hell ain't frigid," Miles said. "Never knew a virgin to respond like this. How come you don't wanta ball me?”
"Your cock's too big, Miles," she panted. "It'd hurt me… ”
"Not if you're ready," he said. "That little box is made to take damn near anything, if it's wet and relaxed. You'll see. And I can make you ready.”
Lita doubted that anything he did would make her cunt large enough for that fearfully thick cock, but at least for the moment she was having fun. Miles pressed his lips to her tiny hot clit and slowly sucked the pulsing lump inside. He started to suck her clit loudly, wetly, and the pleasure was so intense that she creamed in floods all over his face.
"Eeeee, yesss," she wailed, "suck meee… "
She slammed her hot aroused pussy against his face and squealed with intense pleasure as he sucked fast and hard on her most sensitive organ, her small but hotly aroused joy button. She couldn't control her writhing hips and her steady shrieks of bliss. If Miles would just confine himself to eating her pussy, she could really learn to like him. But she knew she wouldn't be that lucky.
"You're doing great, baby," he panted, releasing her soaked erect clit from his mouth. "Now I'm gonna check out that nice tight box… ”
His shiny head dipped even lower between her thighs, and then she felt his big thick wet tongue sneaking into the steamy slick folds of her pussylips. The pleasure was beyond belief. She forgot everything else, even her fear and disgust, as his busy expert tongue reamed every fold and cranny of her plump red cunt-lips.
"Ahhhh, God, yes," Lita wailed.
Then she felt his wriggling tongue approaching her gushing cunt mouth. She willingly held her legs open for him, wanting that thick teasing tongue inside her cunt. She remembered how great it had felt yesterday. She whined shrilly and clawed the bed as Miles slowly eased his long red tongue inside her tight wet twat mouth. His tongue slid deeper, deeper, till it seemed almost to touch her womb…
Suddenly he whipped his cream-soaked face from her crotch and glared at her. "Hey, doll," he growled, "you're no virgin-not any more.”
Lita turned pale. She'd forgotten all about the vital piece of evidence, her hymen, broken yesterday by Tony Barton. Miles had felt it the first time he went down on her, and now it wasn't there. She couldn't think of what to say. She didn't have to, as it turned out-Miles was slowly figuring it out for himself.
"It was there last time," he said, frowning ominously. "I felt it. Then that little creep Barton came along and-Hey, you fucked Barton, didn't you? You gave it to HIM." He seized her by the shoulders and shook her violently, till she thought her neck would snap. "You better tell me," he snarled. "Did you ball that kid?”
Sobbing, wanting only to end the pain, Lita cried, "Yes, damn it, yes, I fucked Tony. Please understand, Miles-his cock isn't so big. I didn't think it would hurt so much.”
He shoved her back rudely and stood up, glaring at her. "Damn you to hell," he said, "I wanted that cherry for myself. I never made it with a virgin before. Goddamn it anyhow." He glared till she thought surely he would hit her, but then a bitter smile came over his face. "On the other hand, maybe the kid did me a favor. Now I don't have to worry about hurting you, do I?”
He came toward her, and Lita whimpered and started to crawl away again. Miles just grinned wolfishly and got onto the bed, the springs groaning under his huge solid weight. Lita flattened herself against the wall, too terrified even to cry. It was about to happen, she knew it. She was going to be raped, and she couldn't stop it.