"No, oh… Yes, please… Oh yes!" Betty gasped and moaned, her breath ragged with the passion caused by Albert's ravenous tonguing of her tender cunt.
She squirmed beneath him, twisting her flaming, slick pussy against his mouth, her breasts bobbing like cream-colored Jell-O on springs.
Betty made a little groaning sound of deep pleasure and pushed her pelvis up at him at the same time. She felt his lips flatten her cuntlips, then the pressure of his teeth against her outer lips as his tongue flicked even deeper.
She knew from the lapping motions of his mouth that his chin was coated with her juices. Squirming against the intense pleasure Albert was giving her, she brought her hands up from her sides and tangled her soft fingers in the dark mass of Albert's thick, curly hair. She made a little moan of pleasure again, as if she were telling this passionate criminal something very special and very secret.
Albert seemed to answer her as he dug his tongue down into her deeper than Betty imagined a tongue could go in her hot cunt.
She had felt the heat in her womb before, but now it mixed deliciously with his slavering, tepid tongue, becoming so intense that she almost cried out that she couldn't stand it any longer. But she only tangled her fingers more tightly in his dark hair, shocked at herself for willingly pushing his face harder against her aching pussy. She could feel her abundant juices overflowing around his slurping mouth and running down between her spread asscheeks and across her asshole.
At that moment, Albert's tongue and lips skidded out of her cunt. Undaunted, he caught a mouthful of her outer cunt-hair, sucking fiercely at the meaty morsel. Then he shifted his position, and his hot tongue slithered back into the inner folds of her pussy.
A terrible jolt of pain and pleasure whirled within her pussy, so intense that her stomach muscles pulled taut and she jerked hard on his curly hair. Her breath hissed from her lips as an audible sigh of pleasure escaped from her clenched lips. She ground her cunt up at him, knowing instinctively that his lips had closed over her erect clitoris. The tip of his tongue fluttered wildly against it as she moaned.
Betty writhed beneath him, her knees over his thin shoulders, her buttocks twisting beneath his grip, her heels tapping at the middle of his back as he arched it.
Suddenly an orgasmic vibration shook her unexpectedly to the pit of her very marrow. She gasped at the intensity of the feeling, her cunt closing down on his tongue as if to capture the swirling delight within her tender womb. But the delight seemed to seep out around his probing tongue. Albert kept sucking and licking at her convulsive cunt, his lascivious tongue wiggling in the pudding of wet, warm flesh – but her release was cut short.
Betty felt his tongue probing every fold and wrinkle of her fiery crotch. Even though he was new at this he went about it with the vigor and form of a professional cunt-eater. She could feel his hot tongue rolling over her stiffened clitoris, swirling it around and around until she thought she would faint from the pleasure. And then he shoved it into her quivering vagina as far as it would go, digging even deeper than it had been before. She could feel the pressure of his teeth.
She gasped again as a tremor of orgasm washed over her like a gigantic, warm wave, fading slower than the last, seeming to glow within her like a red-hot ember. She could feel the pulsing in her womb as the liquid passion surged out again, washing hotly over her ass and Albert's mouth.
He teased her now, flicking at the taut bud of her clitoris with the tip of his tongue, making her quiver and gasp under his snakelike motions. Each time his tongue slid over the sensitive nubbin of flesh, Betty felt as if electricity were being shot into her through her clit, snapping hotly from the tender, slick flesh of her cunt directly to her swirling and numbed brain.
Mad with passion now, the thin criminal easily rolled his captive onto her stomach and rapidly buried his face in the quivering softness of her twitching buttocks. His tongue speared out, stroking wetly up and down between the springy mounds of her asscheeks. He kissed and slurped at her asshole, his rough cheeks chafing the deep, soft valley of her lovely, round ass.
Her fingertips digging into the bare mattress, Betty moaned deeply. Never before had she known such perverted or delicious thrills. She embraced the mattress as best as she could as she felt his tongue screw itself into her rectal passage, the hot, wet sweetness of it filling her with an unbelievably delirious melting sensation. She could feel the tension building within her once again.
But Albert stopped kissing her ass before she could reach the most desirable of peaks. Deftly he rolled her onto her back again and looked at her, his dark eyes glittering with a glazed look of passion. She saw that his chin was glistening from her sticky juices, but she didn't care. Then he sprawled over her, smearing his mouth across her bobbing tits, snaking his tongue around her erect nipple. Then, in an instant, he was kissing her. She felt the heat of his juice-coated tongue in her mouth, and she didn't care. The hard, hot length of his cock pulsed against her spent, soft thighs.
Albert lifted his mouth from her lips and looked down at her. A drop of sweat rolled down his nose, hung there for a moment, then splashed saltily against her panting, parted lips.
Albert pulled back from her crotch, but Betty knew he was merely adjusting his cock to a better angle. Then she felt it – round and huge against the spongy lips of her quivering pussy. She held her breath. Anticipating his thrust, she wasn't particularly concerned about her ability to accept him without pain, having just been subjected to Shorty's big cock.
Her pussy had never felt so slick and open. She felt his cock poking and pushing, slipping against the slimy lips of her hot cunt – and she wanted it!
Even if he were a criminal, and one of the abductors who had kidnapped her, she wanted his cock inside of her… churning, plunging, maybe even hurting her a little. Then she felt him raise her thighs.
A cry of anguish tore from her tender throat. Albert had thrust something into her, but it was too hot, too hard, too large to be his prick. The burning sensation shot through her and she clasped her legs around his body try keep him from thrusting into her body any deeper. She had to bite down on her lower lip to keep from screaming out.
When Betty realized that what he had pushed into her was actually his cock – she felt with her hand, only to discover that he had pushed only the head of his mighty cock into her.
"Stop!" she begged him passionately, her voice nothing but a ragged whisper.
"You're tight all right," he admitted. "But it'll only hurt a little at first. Relax! Please relax! Then fuck with me when I get goin'. That way it shouldn't hurt as much."
Betty wanted desperately to believe him, but there was too much pain in her cunt. There was just no way to get that length of cock into her. She doubted if she could close her fingers around the width of his member – yet he was trying to force it into the opening of her narrow cunt.
Tears trickled from the corners of her eyes as the massive head pushed against her tight slit, forcing the lips inward as the huge cock penetrated the tight portal. Betty wriggled beneath him in some small hope of easing the incredibly intense pressure. She swung her hips in an effort to lessen the tension, then suddenly she gasped as she felt the cunt-stretching length of his monstrous cock plunging inch by inch into the tightness of her pussy.
"Glaggghhh!" she gasped. She had intended to scream at him to stop, but all at once the pain vanished, totally swept away by a strange wave of pleasure.
"I thought you'd like it," Albert whispered in her ear as he leaned forward. "Feels really good, doesn't it?" he asked as if trying to reassure himself as much as her.