Picked up on the road and fucked at the motel

She looked like such a lost little lamb when I found her. Somewhere between the station and the hand, she had fallen out of the furrow. But now a good shepherd had found her: me. I was taking this hot little minx to the next village. On the way, I suspected she would lead me through very special grapevines – and I was not mistaken.

Once I had crossed the threshold of my motel room with the horny young thing, she was gone. Like a butterfly that has just come out of its cocoon, she fluttered around the room, still in her jeans and a loose short-sleeved white blouse.

I stood there watching her, my eyes glued to her body, my cock already surging with anticipation. This was going to be good. I could tell already.

She noticed my gaze and smiled coyly. Then she leaned back, letting the full length of her legs be seen while she rubbed the instep of one shoe against her other ankle. In the process, she also pushed the unbuttoned sides of her blouse apart with her arms, giving me a better view of her modest tits, barely contained by her white bra.

I felt like the big bad wolf, ready to gobble up little Red Riding Hood. The tights that hugged her slender, toned thighs were begImplanted me to rip them to shreds. To let the wild beast in me unleash its raging lust. But I would be patient. I stepped closer, caressed the swell of her tits lightly with the back of my hand. She swallowed, her breathing visibly deepening now.

I reached up under her blouse, my fingers sinking into the soft skin of her abs. Slowly, I moved upward, reaching for her modest chest mounds, cupping each one. I could feel her nipples stiffening under the thin fabric of her bra, defying my control each time they winked out of her sweater.

I vulgarly grabbed hold of her small tits, kneading them, squeezing them, roughly massaging them. She let out muffled moans, her eyes lust-filled. She liked the treatment, wanted more.

So I tore open her blouse, popped open the front closure of her bra, and let her tits fall free. Now my hands could caress and play with her body properly.

I pinched her nipples, toying with them until they hardened under my onslaught. Then I moved one hand down to her panties and felt her wetness. She was dripping already. So responsive, so eager. Just like the younger ones loved. My cock was pulsing thunderously in my pants now, ready to break free and ravage this innocent little bunny.

I unbuckled my pants and freed my hard throbbing erection. Her eyes widened, to her amazement, but she licked her lips hungrily. This was a very decently sized cock. It would feel good stretching her tight little pussy.

I pushed her back onto the bed and wrestled her pants off. She wasn’t wearing any underwear, so I had perfect access to her bare wet slit. I fingered her, felt her walls clench around my digits. She was so tight, so slick, ready to suck me in.

I continued to play with her tits with my other hand while finger fucking her tight cunt. The little slut moaned, writhed, humped my hand for more. I laughed sadistically, enjoying toying with her so.

When I finally tossed her ankles over my shoulder and rammed my huge cock into her sopping wet snatch, she screamed in surprise and ecstasy. I stretched her out so good. She was good and tight, welcoming my virile bulk nicely. I amused myself tormenting her, slowly pushing in, then abruptly pulling almost all the way out again, only to slam back in again.

Over and over, I fucked her, always keeping it shallow, keeping her guessing. I played with her clit with my fingers. Suckled her tits. All the while my rock hard invader pounds away, relentlessly, without mercy, driving her closer and closer to the ledge.

The bed creaked under my assault. Her cries intensified, grew more desperate. She was on the edge, about to explode. I could feel it. So I pulled out completely.

She looked at me in confusion, desire, need. “What? Why?” she panted.

“Shhh…” I silenced her pleas with a finger to her lips. “On your hands and knees,” I commanded.

This time, I was determined to give it to her deep. My huge cock drives home, right to her core. She gasps, her eyes cross. I start up a furious pace, fucking her like crazy, balls slapping against her ass.

This is the main event. The finish line. Her pussy is a velvet glove squeezing my cock like it wants to milk it dry. I pound her into the mattress, into submission, into bliss. Both of us are about to blow our loads. I pull her head up by the hair, forcing her back to arch, making the angle even deeper for my fierce strokes.

Hammer. Hammer. Hammer. It’s merciless, it’s animalistic, it’s fucking delicious. I feel her clench and convulse as her orgasm explodes through her. I quickly flip her over onto her back and mount her again. I need to see her face, I need to memorize her expression when I cum.

With a roar, I finally let loose, spilling my huge load into her belly, coating her insides with my thick hot spend. She screams, her tongue lolling out in ecstasy as the feel of my semen triggers another mini Orgasm in her.

Finally, we collapse. Covered in sweat and juices. Satiated. For the moment, a huge chunk of my life metabolized by this young, beautiful slut.

And I came. Over her, into her, filling her up. Marking my territory. She loved it. Cried from the pleasure, almost traumatized by the intensity. I am such a beast. And beasts don’t play nice.

We lay side by side, catching our breath, coming down from the high of our intense coupling. I could see that she would bear the Bruises of my brutal possession for days. Let her remember me. I was a big man, a force to be reckoned with. She had gotten a very memorable lesson in how naughty girls should be punished. It was a ride she would not soon forget, if ever. I had left a permanent mark on this little bunny. She would never be innocent again. I had used her hard and put her away wet.