Sacrifice to the Emerald God by Paul Blades Read Free Book Online

force of her bellows of misery and water flowed like rivulets from her eyes. Diego paid it no mind. She could cry all she wanted. He knew that she needed to get it out of her system. Taking in the view of her sparsely covered sex, he reveled in its sight. He had been going to fuck her later, properly, but he was too far gone now. The soft, inviting cleft, its lips puffy and engorged, was framed by the drooping folds of the woman’s skirt on each side, like an actor on a stage. “A pretty picture!” he exclaimed to himself as he wormed his digit deeply inside. Her flesh was soft and warm and his cock twitched in its yearning to be enveloped in it. But he wanted the bitch to be hotter, squirming in her need for his cock.
          He leaned over and recommenced the mouthing of her mammaries while his hot, strong hand continued to explore Margie’s cunt. He pressed his body forwards, forcing Margie back on her heels and bound wrists. She could feel the edges of the bottoms of her sandals digging into her rear cheeks. Moaning futile pleas, she felt her lusts grow higher as the man’s efforts enflamed them. When the man flicked his thumb over her hardened clit, she moaned with misery and passion. She didn’t want this, didn’t want it at all, but her body disobediently obeyed the commands of the man’s hand and mouth.
           When the girl’s snatch was fully loose and soft, Diego decided that it was time. With his mouth still affixed to one of the woman’s delicious teats, he freed his long, thick cock from its dark environs and, moving forward between the woman’s extended thighs, brushed its tip along the welcoming crevasse. The woman reacted with a start and an intensification of her muffled moans and pleas. She tried to deny him entrance by forcing her thighs together, but his knees were now in the way and all she did was further stimulate his excitement by the pressure of her legs.
          “Here comes my cock, conchita ,” Diego told her. “It’s hard and hot and wants a new home. I think you’ll like it,” he told her. “All the little putas do.”
          The hardened bandit pushed his hips forward driving his cock between the thick, engorged lips of Margie’s labia and slowly began to slide inside her. She could feel her walls being guided apart by its thickness. Her thighs shivered and her stomach quailed as she realized that she had been penetrated. She had sworn her pussy’s fealty to her new husband less than two weeks ago and had promised that no other human being would ever again delve into her soft, gentle interior but him. And here she was, about to be impaled by this bandit’s prick and her slutty quim was welcoming it like a two dollar whore to a sailor. She struggled futilely at her bindings and cried out mournfully as it sank deeper and deeper within her. Her thighs were forced wider and wider apart by the man’s and her wrists and ankles ached as the pressure of her body on them increased in direct proportion to the man’s advance into her depths.
          When he had pierced her to her hilt, the man began a slow, deliberate sawing of his steel hard meat across her inner flesh. Margie felt her lust building against her will. Thoughts of her forlorn fate passed into a far corner of her mind as it began to focus on her pleasure. The mouth returned to her nipples, biting and licking them as the thick, solid wand continued its nefarious work inside her.
          “Ohhhhhhhhhh!” Margie moaned in misery and delight. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!”
          Diego was pleased at the woman’s passionate response to her fucking. “You like my cock, conchita ?” he mocked her, freeing his lips momentarily from her tits. “You’re going to get all you want, my little gringa slut. Your crica and my cock are going to be great friends.”
          Marjorie’s mind only half recorded the import of the man’s insidious promise. But it was enough to cause a wave