It was true. Terrified as she was, the girl still wanted to go through with this. She felt his hairy legs rest on top of hers, pushing them apart. As he shoved the spongy head of his cock down, he opened her, peeling her apart for her first fucking.
"Please, go slow."
"Yeah, yeah, a virgin, right," Tad said.
Oh, God! Did he believe her? Something told the girl he didn't. He was going to stick his cock in as if she'd been fucking men all the while. He'd hurt her with that thing.
"No!"
Tad knocked her hands away from his face, dropping onto her body and pinning her helplessly to the cot. Emily froze. He was hunching his dick up to her pussy, sliding his cock up toward her fuck-slot. Emily could feel his heart pounding heavily against her chest while he bit her ear.
"Stop it! I can't take all that… ohhhhhhhh, nooo!" Emily screamed.
The girl cried out for help once more as she felt his fat, greasy dick-head working into her cunt. In the background, she could hear dance music droning out into the night, and the sounds of laughing. No one inside could guess what was going on up here. The girl was panting, the cords sticking out from her neck. She sucked in air desperately as Tad fucked on.
"Take it out!"
The young marine shoved his hairy ass down. His cock-head slipped a little inside. Emily felt her cunt-lips slip apart, then peel back altogether as his cock screwed in. The marine's long dick was still outside, bent slightly at the middle from the pressure of his cock against her virginal little snatch.
"Man, you're tight," he groaned, shaking drops of sweat from his forehead.
"Ohhhhh!"
"Shut up, damn it!" Tad growled threateningly.
Emily looked up and thought she could see the look of a murderer in his eyes. Mustering all her strength, the young girl tried to keep quiet.
"Mmmmmm!" Emily cried. She couldn't help herself now. She moaned over and over again, wanting more of his cock-meat. Only when she felt his dickhead pushing against her cherry did the teenager scream again for help.
"You're hurting me! Stop it!" Emily cried, shoving her hands against Tad's chest. The pain grew worse. God, it was as if someone were pushing a sharp spike up her pussy. Emily squirmed on the cot, arching her back, beating her heels against the marine's hips, clawing his shoulders with her fingernails – anything to get that painful fat dick out of her virginal pussy.
But the young man held on, shrugging off Emily's futile attempts to knock him away.
"Just lie still and maybe you'll like this as much as I do."
"No, never! Ohhhh, you said you wouldn't hurt me!" she sobbed. "You're killing me!" Her face was pinched and red as she struggled for breath. The pain was, awful. Bending her back even more, the teenager rolled up her eyes. She felt as if she were splitting in two, coming apart in the center.
Suddenly there was a terrible ripping sensation deep inside her pussy. The girl stopped her groaning. Her face was a mask of concentration as Tad's prick rushed through her torn cunt. Ohhhh, God, he'd ripped her cherry. The young woman screamed out loudly, clawing his shoulders as she felt cock-meat rush all the way into her pussy for the first time.
"Ohhhhhh!"
The young girl clung to Tad, her body shuddering from the pain.
"Easy, easy, just take it easy," he whispered, stroking her cheeks with the back of one hand.
Strangely, the pain did seem to ease up. But the knowledge that her virginity had just been tarn from her cunt was another kind of pain plaguing her now. She turned her face away from the young marine, fighting back the tears as Tad finished jamming the rest of his prong in her snatch.
"Yeah, good, hot, tight and fine!" Tad commented. "Man, ain't too many virgins I've plugged! Told the truth eh? Gonna give you one hell of a roddin' for that… kinda your reward," he said with a grin, feeling a glow of satisfied triumph.
Emily winced. He was gloating, actually gloating. Straddling her, Tad smiled down at the girl, almost laughing at her vulnerability. Emily could see he was glad it had turned out this way, glad she was this hot, this anxious, glad she had nearly dropped to her knees and begged for dick after she'd screamed for help, it was as if he expected her to thank him for tearing out her cherry. The blonde teen bit her lip, fighting back the desire to scream again.
"Ohhhhh… hurt, hurts," Emily groaned as Tad started sliding his cock in and out, stirring his fat hard hunk of cock-sausage in her sore pussy.
"Yeah, still hurtin' from the fuckin'. Man I think there's somethin' around here that'll take care of you. Guys are always leavin' some kinda cream in the lockers."
He carefully slid his fat prong out, getting up and striding toward what Emily now saw was a large bathroom. His enormous cock swung in front of him with each step he took. It bobbed up and down so hard the girl thought it might snap off. In the bedroom, he turned on a tight and rummaged through a small pile of boxes and bottles strewn on the dusty counter. Finding a jar of Vaseline, Tad took it back to the bunkroom.
"Wh… what's that?"
"Somethin' that's gonna make you feel real good," the marine whispered, taking a gob of the gel and starting to rub it into her pussy-lips. The girl shuddered. She was so hot the grease was starting to melt.
"Christ!" Tad gasped, impressed by Emily's intense sexual heat. He worked his fingers over her outer labes, grinding his teeth in excitement, watching the girl's cunt move under the thicket of blonde, silky pussy-hairs. He squeezed her fat cunt open and pushed a big gob inside. Holding her pussy shut tightly he waited. In a few seconds Emily started wiggling her ass, her breathing becoming more and more shallow. Tad smiled, sure she was going to be all right for the remainder of the time.
"It… doesn't hurt so much now," Emily admitted.
She could feel hot streams at the soothing gel melting inside her pussy. The area where her cherry had been torn was growing less and less painful. She felt good and hot and relaxed now. The young girl hunched up to the steady fingering on her pussy-lips. She was starting to want him inside her again.
"It won't hurt any more, will it?"
"Not any more, baby. From now on it's gonna be nothin' but good fuckin'."
Tad knelt on the cot, turning her around, telling the girl to get into a crouching position.
"Why? I…"
"Man, we were tryin' it the other way. This is somethin' I like better. I think you're gonna dig it."
Emily's pulse raced. She rolled over until she was on her knees, her face resting sideways on the pillow.
"I don't know… It's so… weird!" Emily bit the pillow when she felt Tad's fingers working along the insides of her thighs, forcing apart her pussy-lips so he could work a finger into her cunt. She felt the jagged fingernail sliding along her tender pussy-walls. It probed until she grunted like a pig with the teasing sensation of almost being filled. Emily thought of the initial sensation of Tad's cock-head worming its way into her tight hot little twat. Would she feel it again in the same way? Would, she feel that same kind of chilly heat that almost drove her crazy? Only the pain of having her cherry torn spoiled her enjoyment the last time. Now, if only it could return.
"Ohhhhh!"
"Man, you're on fuckin' bitch in heat." She was a bitch in heat. Doubled over, crouched like this in a doggie position, Emily growled as Tad worked his fingers over his dick, waiting to mount her. Yes, they were like two dogs ready to fuck in the gutter. And somehow that revolting thought excited the girl. Emily wagged her small buttocks as if they were a tail, curling her fingers on the cot, tearing at the dirty, wrinkled top sheet. She was waiting impatiently for the young marine to fuck her. Yes, she spread her knees apart, feeling her pussy-lips unstick and peel back.