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ONEMarcie met Hans at a party. It was a very hot summer night in the middle of August.After he stared at her tits for ten minutes he came over and told her his name.Marcie noticed that he had big strong hands and thick fingers."I always heard that men with big hands had big cocks," she said. "Is that true?""Why not come back to my place and find out?" he shot back. So she left with him.His Porsche was waiting outside and he drove her to his house.It was late at night when they drove to a strange part of the town of Carsons Corners.Marcie had never been in this neighborhood before.Most of the houses in the neighborhood were set back very far from the road, behind high gates.It made them all look like they had something terrible to hide.At last Hans stopped his Porsche in front of a pair of huge high gates which opened automatically when he gave a signal from the car.The car followed a long winding driveway before it arrived at the front door of a darkened split level ranch house.Marcie wasn't impressed with Hans' big mansion. She only hoped he had a big cock. She was very horny and getting hornier.Maybe, she thought, she'd made a mistake by leaving the party with Hans.Even though he was big, appearances could be deceiving.Maybe she should have gone with him into one of the bedrooms or even the bathroom or even a closet and checked him out.Now if things didn't work out it would be too late to go back to the party."You're awfully quiet," Hans said as he led her into the house. "What are you thinking about, my dear?""Just about how much fun we're going to have tonight and how I just can't wait to get started," she lied.Inside the house, everything was very quiet. If anyone else lived there they must be sound asleep."Do you live alone?" she whispered."No, my sister lives here too, but I'm sure she's sleeping."Marcie followed Hans up a staircase to the second floor and into his bedroom.It was dark, but Marcie could see that most of the walls were red velvet and the thick carpet was even darker red, the color of blood."Wow!" she said, staring at her reflection in the mirror on the ceiling.But she didn't have too much time to look at herself because Hans pushed her out the French doors and onto the terrace outside.It was nightime, but the full moon above them gave plenty of light.Hans held her tightly against him.She could feel the rock hard bulge in his crotch.At least she wouldn't have to worry about him keeping it hard, she told herself, as Hans' thick strong hands began to massage her breasts.Marcie was very proud of her big tits."Take off your dress," he ordered."Here?" Marcie asked with surprise. "Out here on the terrace?""Yes, I want you now." Hans had a strong, powerful voice.It was the voice of a man who was used to being obeyed.Marcie had been around. But she had never actually fucked outdoors before, except on the beach and that time at camp, when she did it in the woods with the ceramics counselor, but that hardly counted because she was only eighteen.Actually, the idea made her hot.She started to take her high heels off first. She was wearing three inch high stilleto heels that made her long legs look even longer."No," Hans barked. "Keep the shoes on. Just take off the dress."Marcie began to lift her dress, but she wasn't fast enough.Suddenly Hans grabbed it by the hem and with one movement ripped it off her."Hey," she started to yell, "You know what that cost me?"She wasn't wearing anything underneath but a black garter belt that held up her sheer black stockings.There wasn't much to Marcie's skimpy French garter belt so Hans could get a good look at her blonde pussy.Hans smiled when he saw that it was as golden as her hair. He had always preferred was a natural blondes.He watched patiently as Marcie removed the stockings and garter belt, then put the high heels back on.All that time he never took his eyes off her big breasts.Her nipples gave her away.Her little pink bullets were as hard and erect as little erasers.By this time Marcie was hotter than a two-dollar pistol and dying for Hans to fuck her."You want it, don't you?" Hans said."Yes," she answered."You want me to rub my cock over your blonde bush?" he teased."You want to wrap your legs around me and slap your cunt up and down my shaft?"His arrogant words were making Marcie even hotter, although they were not exactly what she expected to hear."Gee, Hans," she said. "You sound a little mad. Did I do something?""Only dogs get mad," Hans said. He was a strict grammarian. "I'm angry. I don't like your attitude Marcie. I think you need some discipline.""Gee, Hans, all I need is to get laid. What's the problem?""You're gonna get laid," Hans said. "I'm gonna give you some love lessons you'll never forget."Marcie blinked. She was starting to get a little nervous.Something in Hans' cool and limpid green eyes gave her a funny feeling that he wasn't exactly Mr. Sensitivity."Lesson Number One," Hans began. "You don't dare to do anything until I tell you to do it. Understand?""Yes, Hans," she said meekly."Now get down on your knees."Marcie knelt obediently on the concrete terrace. It was colder and harder than she had ever imagined.He grabbed her hand and held it against his crotch where a telltale bulge was straining at his groin."Now open it up," he ordered.She struggled to open the zipper and released his throbbing rod.Marcie stared at the brick red head of Hans' huge cock."Suck it, you cock hungry slut," he ordered.Marcie obediently responded to her orders and knelt down on the cold concrete floor of the terrace and opened her mouth.She opened her jaw as wide as she could."Is it too big for you?" he asked.He didn't wait for an answer.He just rammed his tool into her mouth right to the balls.Marcie almost choked on the size of it. His big balls swayed under her chin.Hans' cock swelled even more inside her hot, wet mouth."Now suck it!" he shouted.He could feel her pull on him.Soon she was moving her lips up and down his powerful rod in passionate rhythm.Suddenly Harmon changed his mind and pulled his organ from her mouth."What's wrong," she gasped. "Don't you want to come in my mouth?"He was still standing over her and his huge rigid cock was glistening with her saliva.She ached for him.She moved her mouth towards his penis, thinking that was what he wanted, but he pushed her blonde head away."I'm going to fuck you hard," he roared and began to strip off his clothes.Soon Hans was naked too and he had Marcie on her back on the cold hard concrete of the terrace, pile driving his rigid cock in and out of her tight blonde pussy.His swollen tool was so huge she was half afraid he would rip something inside her but it seemed worth the risk."What do you want?" he demanded."I want your cock up my cunt, I want it to fill my pussy!" she started screaming, as the hard round knob of his steel-hard rod slipped easily over the tender flesh of her pussy, sliding in and out of her hot cunt."Hans!" she screamed as his hard cock went all the way inside her.She felt the force of his balls slapping hard against her when his cock hit home."You want it, don't you, cunt?" he yelled back."Yes, yes," she screamed. "I need it bad. Fuck me hard."Marcie could hardly stand it.She loved the satisfaction of feeling her cunt being totally jammed.She moaned as Hans pumped away.Her body began to move in rhythm with his manly thrusts."That's it," Hans shouted suddenly. "Now you know how a real man fucks you. You like it too, don't you baby?'"Yes, yes," Marcie cried. "Fuck me, Hans. Do it hard."She was so excited she could barely talk and her body responded only to Hans.She had no control over it at all.Hans plunged deeper, his masculine power leaving her breathless.He gripped Marcie's hot writhing ass with both of his oversize hands and pressed her into him, sliding his throbbing tool into her squirming, gushing pussy."Fuck me, Hans," she screamed. "I want you to pound my pussy with your big hard cock."Hans pounded her like a sledgehammer.She thrashed wildly on the hard concrete surface of the terrace as Hans' cock barged into her hot battered pussy."You're tearing me apart," she screamed as Hans huge log rammed through her love canal.Then Marcie stopped talking and started giving out a low, deep wail that sounded more like an animal than a human."Don't stop, Hans," she pleaded."How does it feel you cock hungry bitch?" Hans demanded. "How do you like my hard prick up your soft pink cunt?"Marcie was speechless. How could Hans seriously expect an answer from her when he had her in this state?Soon they were both dripping and slippery with sweat from their workout, but they kept pounding and pumping to the jungle beat set by Hans' powerhouse prick.Suddenly Hans moaned "I'm gonna come," as he shot great globs of creamy white jism up Marcie's throbbing hot cunt.Marcie felt his cum shoot deep into her cunt and with that her ripe pussy convulsed and she came hard.After a few minutes, Hans helped Marcie up to her feet and led her back inside to his darkened bedroom.Marcie's mercenary little heart was beating wildly. SHer two favorite things in life were money and hot sex, but she had never found them in the same person.Now it looked like she had.Marci could tell from Hans' expensive suit and Rolex watch that he was loaded, but she couldn't tell how loaded.It looked like she had found a real live one this time.This house was like a palace. Beyond the terrace she had noticed a big swimming pool.She was still so wobbly from the bout on the terrace that she had a little trouble walking.Her legs were like jelly and she could hardly stand.She wanted to take the high heels off, but she was afraid to ask Hans.Now that she had a chance to look around, Marcie could see that the bedroom was huge, as big as an Olympic size pool.There was an enormous king size bed in the exact center.The room was very hot. She stared at the mirror on the ceiling.For the first time she could get a good look at Hans.So far, all she'd noticed was that he was tall and had big hands and a big, hard cock.Now she noticed that he had a thick, powerful build, with a broad, hairy chest, although his stomach bulged slightly, like an athlete who was out of training.But he was in good shape in other ways, she soon discovered, as she saw his prick was once again standing as tall as a flagpole."Oh, Hans," she sighed. "I want to be your slave."Hans' face lit up and an odd gleam came into his eyes.Marcie just didn't realize that a man like Hans took words like slave and discipline very seriously.She would soon learn just how seriously."I knew the minute I saw you, Marcie," he said. "That you were more than just a great pair of tits."Now he knew that she was more than just a great fuck.She was the sexual partner he had been searching for. She was destined to be his love slave and he was born to be her master!Hans was excited with the new feeling of sexual mastery that filled him. He began to massage Marcie's round pink breasts.Her skin was smooth and soft, but her breasts were big and hard. He wanted to test her. He took a riding crop that was hanging by the side of his bed and fingered it lovingly."Turn over," he ordered, as he beat the crop against his palm."What now?" Marcie asked. She was starting to wonder again about what kind of situation she had gotten into.He grabbed her long blonde hair and twisted it tightly, forcing her to face him. His eyes were shining brightly."Gee, Hans, are you angry, or horny or what?" she asked. "I'm confused."He slapped her hard across the face. Her cheek started to throb with pain."If you want to be my love slave bitch, you've got to learn to behave," he insisted. "You can start right now. Just turn over."Obediently, Marcie turned on her belly, revealing her voluptuous pink cupcakes.Hans began to smack them hard with the riding crop. They went from pale pink to bright red as Marcie's shrieks of agony filled the room."What are you doing?" she demanded, straining her head from right to left, trying to get a look at him.It was no use. She could hear him, but she couldn't see him."We'll do it my way," he barked, "Get on your knees.Marcie kneeled down on the red fuck carpet.She watched as Hans picked up the black silk stockings she had discarded."Hans, what are you doing?" she asked nervously."I told you I would teach you to behave," he said. "This is lesson number two.""Gee, Hans, maybe some other time," Marcie insisted. "It's getting late.""Don't give me that shit. You'll leave when I'm through with you."Marcie shivered as he approached her."Put your hands behind your back," he ordered."Oh, no, Hans," she said. "I don't like to do that.""It doesn't matter what you like," he said, more excited than ever."When I get through with you," he added. "You'll do whatever I say, and you'll love it."Marcie obeyed and felt the silk stockings tighten around her wrists. A sense of fear and panic crept over her. She didn't like the strange look in Hans' ice-blue eyes."I don't think is such a good idea," she whispered."Who cares what you think?" he answered. He was enjoying this already."Really, Hans," Marcie insisted. "I think I better go home now.""You mean you were lying when you said you wanted to be my sex slave?" he demanded."Not exactly." Marcie tried to think of a polite way to get out of there without hurting Hans' feelings.But her stern host just ignored her and concentrated on tying her wrists with one of her stockings."Please, Hans," she pleaded. "Let me go.""I can't let you go, Marcie. You're my slave now."Hans stood back and admired his new slave as she knelt on the rug. Her head was on the floor, her forehead touching the rug.Her hands were behind her.Her cute white ass was up in the air.Hans moved behind her, reaching under her. His thick fingers began to stroke her cunt. She was dripping wet.With one hand he began to play with her-vagina, soaking his fingers in the juice of her pussy.Soon his fingers were dripping with her cunt juice.He pulled his hand away and began to insert a dripping wet finger up her anus. As it moved inside Marcie squealed with surprise and delight.His thick finger worked its way up slowly up the tight corridor of her rear entry, gently battling the involuntary resistance of her ass muscles.Marcie's moans of pleasure encouraged him as he inched along the road less traveled.Soon his entire middle finger had made its way up and Marcie groaned with pleasure as her body went into a spasm of ecstasy.Now that her anus had relaxed, he could move his finger in and out, and Marcie was responding with enthusiasm.Suddenly, he pulled his finger away and began exploring her blonde cunt again.By now it was dripping with Marcie's love juice. Soon Hans' fingers were soaked with it too. He began to rub the stuff all over his proud and rigid rod."You want it now, don't you Marcie?" he panted. "And I'm gonna fuck your tight ass good."