I shook my head hard. "You'll have to rape me!"
"No I won't." He laughed easily. "No I won't." He held both my wrists with one hand and used the other to press the head of his cock up into my hot pussy folds. Then very gently he worked it back and forth over the button of my clit. A wave of shudders coursed through my body. My knees slid wider on the mattress as the muscles gave way in my thighs. I couldn't hold myself up above him any longer. I was weakening. That hot, smooth cock was luring me, teasing me towards it. Again I felt that other Robyn taking control. I licked my lips like a hungry cat. Spit dribbled from a corner of my mouth. And my knees slid wider, inch by inch, second by second.
"Ohhhh, don't fuck me! Please, Chris… don't."
"You'll feel yourself being spread apart," he breathed, hugging me against him, keeping my wrists pinned tightly together at my back.
"Noooo!"
"My cock will make it all easy," he said. "It's shaped just right to tit into a young girl's cunt!"
"Nhhhuuuu!"
"Here, feel it now!" He moved his hips in a way that bumped my thighs suddenly wider. I felt a pressure against that knotted red spot that protected my insides from cocks.
"Ohhhhh, it's going to break!"
"Not yet… you're like all virgins. Wanting to protect that silly little piece of flesh…"
"It's wrong… to fuck… like… this!" I could hardly talk. Chris was tickling my clit with his pinky as he rubbed the glossy dome of his prick against my cherry, stretching it, poking at it.
"I can tell you're tight and hot and wet inside!" Chris kissed my neck hungrily. It was hard to talk. My mouth felt sluggish and swollen. Then he was kissing my mouth, giving me his tongue. I couldn't help but suck the jabbing thing between my teeth and whimper.
That was when Chris pulled down on my wrists, jabbed up with his hips. There was the feeling of a tear. It wasn't really a sound, though I thought I heard something. It was just a little… jerk… a little snap. The pain was no more than a sting. But I started to sob like crazy. I knew what had happened. I could feel the flared head of Chris' cock forcing its way into my slippery cunt-hole.
"You like it!"
"Nooooo!"
"Why are you moving your ass around like that?"
"I… I can't h-h-help it!"
I flopped my head against his shoulder. Chris let go my wrists then. For a moment I just let them hang by my side. He had his arms around my slim hips, pulling my cunt down on his cock gingerly as he rolled his hips. I felt the weight of my body forcing my dripping pussy down… down… down.
"You're fucking me! Ohhhhh, noooo!"
I tried to keep my ass still, but it danced and twitched as the stiff, hot invasion continued. I winced as a tight fold deep within my cunt was forced open around the mushroom tip of Chris' prick. The musky aroma from my cunt made me feel faint.
Chris eased himself slowly back on the bed. He just lay down with me riding his cock like that. I was bent at the waist, my knees on either side of his body, legs back. But I couldn't keep that position for long. With a moan I fell forward on Chris' muscled chest. And lying on top of him like that I started to work my ass in slow fucking motions. A consuming thrill shot through me, completely swamping the sting of my ruptured cherry. I babbled and drooled on hip neck and pumped my hips. I was on top. I was fucking him!
"You like it?"
"Yessssss!"
"What does it feel like?"
"Like my body is part of yours. Like that hard thing is taking over my insides. Ohhhh!"
"Baby!" Chris held my lips apart with his and tongued my tongue. All the while I grunted with the fever I felt, thrusting my hips against his, letting that gouging barb stretch and fuck and spear me.
Chris petted my quivering ass-cheeks, pried them apart gingerly to touch the hot knot of my bung. I arched my back and brought my tits up from his body. He cupped one to his mouth and tongued the nipple hard.
"Nhhhhuuuuu… Ohhhhh, God I never knew anything could feel…!"
"Christ, you're a nymph!" Chris sighed and then opened his mouth wide and tiled to work it around my tit. I felt the tender flesh being sucked deeper between his teeth. Ills tongue fanned the nipple savagely. I put my trembling fingers down, down to where his prick entered my body. There was a pulsing at the base of Chris' cock. Where my pussy folds clung tightly to the shaft, that tube that ran along the bottom was swelling in a rhythmic way like the ticking of a slow clock. And through the bleary ecstasy I was experiencing, I knew that time was running out for me. He was going to come… come inside me!
"Oh, God! Ohhhh, God, noooo!"
I don't know how I managed to lift my body off Chris. I was working on pure reaction, or far. I heard his rigid cock came sucking out of my pussy, felt my stretched insides clasping after it. Then I reeled, off-balance in the darkened room. I hit something with my elbow, something that hadn't been there before in my room. Then I felt a hand steadying me, pushing me back.
"Get her back on the bed, damnit!" the voice said. It wasn't Chris. I could see him on his knees on the mattress, hands catching me. Whoever I'd stumbled into pushed me towards Chris.
"Chris! Who… who's in here with us?"
There was a funny look on Chris' face. Then he moved out of the slanting light from the window and pulled me down with him. My heart felt like it was coming out of my chest. A stranger in the room. And Chris wasn't doing anything about it! This guy was dangerous – maybe he was a burglar or something!
"Chris, didn't you hear me?"
He pushed me down on my back. I was panting, the fires of excitement still flickering across my flesh. Then I saw what Chris was doing. He was rolling a thin membrane down back to the base of his cock. Hardly believing what I saw, I watched him roll the rubber back to the base of his cock. The he shoved my legs apart. He was smiling!
"A man… Chris… a strange man… he pushed me! Didn't you hear him speak?" And then Chris had his cock against my swollen, bleeding hole. He gave a lunge and my head snapped back as I felt my throbbing pussy filled. The slippery folds clutched around the fucking thing again as Chris took me, his mouth found both my tits in turn. I opened my mouth to say something, but the words were lost in the sudden sharp frenzy of Chris' loving. My body tickled into madness. My heels dug at the bed as Chris screwed me upwards on the bed with each fuck-strokes.
"… ohhhh! Yuuhhh! Chrisssss!"
I was coming… coming hard! My fingers raked at the muscular back of my seducer. I refused to be afraid, hard to be anything but in heaven! The big muscles of my ass constricted and I felt my pussy squeezing the lovely hard prick that speared in and out of my hole.
Was there movement in the room or was I lust imagining it? No, somebody was doing something, making noises with some kind of equipment. Oh, why was I so stoned? And then I felt my seizure grow stronger… pulsing… throbbing.
"Chrissss… you… I love… you!" My heels crossed and I scissored my legs tightly, hugging the muscular form of my man to me. I knew I'd gone way too far, gone half out of my mind with lust. But I was past caring. And Chris was babbling sweet things into my ear as he held my firm ass and fucked… fucked hard! The grinding fury of his loins against my clit made me scream. And then I fell limp. I was so exhausted I couldn't open my eyes. I felt Chris lifting himself from me. I heard the snap of his rubber as he took it off.
"Chris?"
"Sleep tight, baby."
"That man, Chris…" He kissed me quiet. Then he was gone, the door closing so quietly I hardly heard it. When I touched my hand to my belly, I found the rubber knotted neatly at the top and full of Chris' still-warm cum. That's when I started crying.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was really a crazy feeling. Sitting in the coffee shop of the hotel, listening to my Aunt Ariel blabber and not hearing one single word. If only she could understand what had happened to me. But all she was interested in was talking me into spending a few days with her at her house. The last thing in the world I wanted to do now.