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I was now concerned about the pubic hair that would surely be exposed to her gaze.
I did not shave my pubes unless I was going to the beach for a swim and my husband liked my pussy with hair. I knew that my untrimmed blond pubic growth extending slightly down my inner thighs, outside the confines of my panties would be clearly visible to Yvette as she sat on top of me pinching and slapping my thighs.

I let out a cat like scream when her fingers suddenly pulled the hair that escaped from the sides of my panty crotch.

“You fucking hairy cow” she screamed at me twisting and pulling my hairs in a nasty aggressive way.

Suddenly, without warning Yvette ripped my flimsy cotton knickers right of me and positioned herself over my body with her face directly above mine.

She started to taunt me calling me names and then she would spit on my face forcing my mouth open by pinching my nose and drooling into it. As she was doing this, she ground her pussy into mine and humped her crotch back and forth as if she had an imaginary cock I was totally shocked when her body stiffened as she actually had an orgasm.

The smell of sex was in the air as Yvette roughly spread my legs and started rubbing my pussy and ass with the crotch of my panties cursing me at the same time.
I was so frightened of her I just lay on the floor and cried letting her do what ever she wanted.

“Stop that fucking moaning bitch” Yvette shouted. Forcing my panties into my mouth to shut me up.

Her hands seemed to be every place all at once. They ran through my hair from roots to tip, and over my shoulders. She cupped my breasts in her hands for a moment before pinching my nipples between her fingers. She tugged hard, making me squeal.

Yvette's whole demeanour seemed to change as a smile crossed her face and her eye's no longer had the angry hate of a few moments before, it was something else something just as terrifying.

Her mouth dropped to my breasts and I moaned as I felt her teeth brush over my sensitive flesh. She pulled my nipple between her teeth and flicked it with her tongue as her hand continued to tease the other one.

"Please Yvette no don’t please" I whimpered as she nibbled and plucked on my thickening sensitive nipples.

Rich my husband would often spend hours toying with my nipples it was something that he knew I liked. Something that never failed to make me wet. Yvette swirled her tongue around my nipples flicking and lashing them with her strong wet tongue.

She pushed my breasts together locked her teeth onto my nips and ground her teeth together looked into my eyes as she held my right nipple in her teeth hard enough to hurt yet hard enough to give me pleasure.

I could feel my pussy moistening below. Though my mind was awash with feelings of fear and hatred for this girl, my body was uncontrollably reacting to her presence and touch.

I trembled with fear when her free hand trailed down my belly towards my pussy.
My entire body jerked when I felt the girl's long fingers carve a path through the thicket of my wiry, pubic growth pulling and twisting the curls harshly.

Suddenly to my horror and humiliation it happened with an abrupt motion my tormentor's hand reached down, cupping my pussy in her hand. Her fingers parted the thick pubic hair covering my sex. Making me gasp as she touched the lips of my labia gently massaging them and spreading the rising juices in a slow caress.

I groaned softly between clenched teeth as her probing fingers worked my hair-lined lips wide apart, to probe teasingly up into the soft clasping upper flesh, finding my clitoris with a single finger. My moist labia allowed her finger to roll freely back and forth over my clit in a perfect circular motion, sending a jolt as if I was shocked by electricity.

I struggled to keep my arousal from surfacing as her hand continued its motion.
God, what could I do, how do I make her stop. The real question was not if she would rape me, but how many times. Her fingers continued to glide up and down the moist outer lips of my pussy.

I spat the panties out of my mouth.

“Please, please, Yvette stop please” I begged.

“Oh God Please...” I cried.

Yvette ignored my please and suddenly jammed two long black fingers deep and hard into me, making me gasp and cry as her fingers hit the top of my cervix.
She pressed herself tightly against me stopping my vain attempts to escape her clutches.

As she fucked me with her fingers faster and faster Yvette lowered her head to my left breast and began to lick the nipple lightly with the tip of her tongue and ground her crotch over my right thigh finger fucking me like there was no tomorrow.

My whole nipple and part of my tit was in her mouth her hand squeezed the flesh beneath it as she sucked and bit my erect sensitive nip.

The sucking and finger fucking was having its effect on me, I felt so dirty yet my thighs widened to her squirming touch, I could feel my juices flowing freely from my cunt.

Yvette made rhythmic in and out strokes of her fingers as she plunged her fingers deep inside of me. I opened my legs and rocked my hips, inviting her deeper inside with every motion.

Faster and faster, each time she impaled me with her fingers, my hips would buck up and down involuntarily to meet them. She was now fingering my pussy at an increasing rate. The pleasure that she sent through my body was unbearable I felt the tension building in my loins, writhing and twisting, my thighs pumping in time to her plunging fingers, she knew that I would cum soon.

My thighs began to tremble, as her steadily probing fingers drove me to still higher states of arousal. The funny thing was, that my quickly responding body did not care if it was rape or not. Rape was an intellectual concept, valid within the context of sentient beings but having no place at all in the animalistic world of instinct and desire.

My body, was now disconnected as it was from the thoughts and morals of my mind, it would react as it had been programmed by nature to react. It would react instinctually. It would react primitively. It would react passionately.

I spread my legs farther apart curling my toes, as her fingers became more savage as she thrust them in and out of my now flooded vaginal passage. I worked my hips against her as she plundered and explored my insides.

Yvette was witnessing my utter humiliation and defeat. But my body did not care about such things. It continued to respond to the physical stimulation of the girl’s invading fingers.

A very low, throaty moan came from deep within me, repeating itself every few seconds, growing louder and more intense as Yvette worked me into a fever of sexual abandon.

Every now and again she would remove her fingers and use them against my wet and pouting cunt lips and around the sensitive edges of my quivering clitoris.

Yvette would raise her mouth from my thick nipple and insult me with her cruel words.

A lecherous smirk formed on her face, she refused to let me move from my submissive position beneath her, as she played frantically within the sloppy wet recess of my vagina. My womanly juices dribbled freely soaking the carpet below my trembling buttocks.

Freed from the inhibitions of mind, my body was reacting eagerly to the torture.
I felt that my womb had turned to molten plasma, I moaned, I screamed with pleasure. She was unyieldingly savage and aggressive, determined in her actions.
Suddenly I exploded splattering my juices all over her hand as an almighty orgasm rocked my beaten body.

She removed her hand from between my legs, leaving my pussy to suck angrily at the sudden nothingness. But she didn't leave me empty for long. Immediately Yvette was on her knees between my legs, pushing my knees up to my breasts and forcing my legs apart. I was frozen. I knew what was coming.

My heart started to pound as my wet swollen pussy was fully exposed to her. Before I had time to react Yvette dove straight into me with her tongue. She sucked on my pussy lips then moved to my clit, locked her big lips around my clit and sucked it for all it was worth.

I could feel her tongue working deeper into my pussy. My breathing was ragged and I thought my heart would burst. I thrashed my legs and screamed bloody murder.
She kissed it, licked it, sucked at the soft folds and flicked her tongue rapidly over my clit. Her nose nudged my clitoris and her hot breath made my labia tingle wildly Yvette kissed and licked every inch of my inflamed cunt.

She was so good at it, so attuned to all the exquisitely delicate refinements of my pleasure. The only thing that had ever come as close was my own fingers. My legs shook out of control. I tried to pull her head away but she grabbed my hands roughly and laid them on the floor beside my spread legs.

END OF PART TWO

allyourbase

wow, very hot stuff!

bctrades

WOW!! Great stuff. More please.

bctrades

Really great story! Wow! More please.