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Opis ebooka Rump Wreckers - Adult Erotica - Sand Wayne

A Vintage Erotic Novel Involving a Sexy and Seductive Girl, Full of Sexual Adventures, Surprises and Twists.

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Rump Wreckers

CHAPTER ONEA fear gripped Nell Dorman as chilling as the cold wind that cut through the narrow San Francisco streets each evening. She saw the look in Bill Black's eyes, and she saw that it spelled rape."Don't, Bill," she said, painfully aware that it came out a whimper.He said nothing, just moved icily across the floor of his Telegraph Hill apartment.She was numb with fear. She loved him, but she knew that when that look came into his eyes -- that look of a killer he'd brought back with him from Vietnam -- there was nothing she could do, no way she could fight him.His hand darted out, ripped her chemise dress so it fell to her feet in a puddle."Bill... "Her voice held the plea of a virgin girl.Still, he said nothing, only his cold eyes speaking.She stood there a long moment, clad only in her bra and skimpy panties. Then she walked to his side and pressed her firm, young body against him and tenderly kissed him on the neck. Her soft, full lips on his neck tried to erase the tormenting war memory.He slipped his arm around her slim waist and pulled her warm body more closely to him. His hand stroked through her raven tresses and he looked hungrily into her black eyes. Fearfully she encircled his back with her arms and their lips met passionately. His tongue darted into her open mouth and danced wetly around hers. Bill sucked greedily on her sweet meat, trying to fully capture the animated piece of meat. Her tautening nipples pressed through her thin bra into his muscular chest. She squirmed in anticipation as she felt him beginning to stiffen and silently prayed he would hurry.Their tongues still battled in a love duel as he reached behind her back and unhooked her bra strap, pulling the lacy halter from her chest.He moved away to drink in her tantalizing beauty. Her full breasts pointed toward the heavens, the stiff, erect teats beckoning for his mouth. As he reached out and ran his thumbs lightly over her distended nipples, she pulled his T-shirt off, baring the smooth, long muscles of his wide chest.Nell looked numbly at his crotch and saw his stiff, enormous cock straining against the ungiving material of his denim pants. She felt remorseful, knowing what the war had done to him.Bill unsnapped the single catch and unzipped his trousers. His thumbs hooked over his pants and underwear, pulling both garments below his hips. They dropped down around his ankles. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. She let out one loud scream. Then she gave in to passion.In a flash they were together, their mouths sucking and nipping, their tongues entwined in a love duel. She had his pulsating tool trapped between her delicious thighs and up against her red-hot pussy, moving her ass to get full enjoyment out of his pulsating penis.His hands slipped under the elastic of her panties and pushed them down below her rounded buttocks as his mouth sucked its way to her aching tits.She screamed again and backed her ass away from him. Her panties dropped to the floor as she wriggled out of them while she reached out automatically and grabbed his throbbing cock. She stroked the length of his prick and gasped at its magnificent proportions. Her eyes wandered down to see it in its glorious length and nakedness. Her hand wrapped around the hefty middle and her legs grew suddenly weak. She dropped to her knees, pulling her swollen nipple unceremoniously from his suctioning mouth.Bill watched as Nell wet her lips hungrily and opened her mouth. She gorged in passionate ravishment on his cock. Her tongue explored every blood-filled vein along its silken way. One hand fingered and felt the full bag of sperm hanging below the enormous cock; the other hand fingered through the thick growth of pubic hair, twirling and tugging small tufts at a time.Her tongue ringed around the bloated head and dipped into the slit. She moved her tongue with rapid darting movements in and out of the small hole as though she were fucking it with her tongue. The delightful sensation sent charges through Bill's body.She stopped, moved back a few inches, then looked at his pointing, wet cock desirously. She licked her lips, her eyes glued to the blood-filled, bursting head. She moved slowly, closer and closer as she forced her mouth open, wider and wider to let his swollen monster find a moist resting place deep within her throat. She made contact. Bill tensed and arched his back. The glans disappeared into her hot, voracious mouth. There was barely room enough for her to ring the head as she moved farther onto his cock. She worked her tongue around the massive head as his thighs began to quiver. Gently, hotly, her stretched mouth moved back and forth slowly.Bill could feel the hot, viscous sperm building up a tremendous pressure in his balls. With an amazing amount of willpower, he slipped his prick from her mouth.She looked up, her face displaying once more the old fear."Not that way!" she said, as he picked her up from her knees and kissed her hard.His cock slipped back between her legs. His hands reached around and grabbed her firmly by the cheeks of her ass. He applied a gentle upward pressure and she wrapped her thighs around his body. She let her weight slip down a little, feeling his rigid phallus penetrating the moist, hot lips of her virgin cunt.He carried her in that position into the bedroom while she kissed and sucked his neck and chest. He got to his knees at the foot of the double bed and put her on it. The chill of the bedspread on her ass made goose-bumps appear on her quivering flanks.His face snuggled into the warmth of her thighs as her fingers wandered lightly through his curly hair. He kissed her on the inner thigh, just below her impassioned crotch.She moaned from the hot kiss, then lay back on the bed. Bill rested his palm on the softness of her glistening, black pubic hair while his thumbs traced lightly along the pulpy, moist pussy-lips.Her belly tightened. A quick series of breathy screams leaped out of her gaping mouth.He snuggled his face into the lush black patch and blew hot breath through its softness while his hands cupped over her heaving tits and kneaded the turgid nipples."Don't fuck me!" she wailed.He grabbed her by the ankles and pushed up. Her knees bent and her legs spread, leaving her hot pussy hanging slightly over the edge of the bed. He could see the pink flesh of her widespread lips. Her hips jerked violently. He shoved his tongue in, wiggling it rapidly along the walls of her steaming vagina. Her ass swayed to the rapturous delight and she pushed forward to capture more of his probing tongue."Please don't!" she screamed.He replied to her distressed pleas by chomping harder on her fiery cunt-lips."Oh-h-h," she sobbed breathlessly, her body writhing in an uncontrollable passion. "Oh, God." Her voice was cracking from fear and the burning desire that wracked her body.He spread the searing cunt-lips wider and grabbed the aching bud with his mouth, rolling, mashing and pulling on the stiff blossom. His fingers tickled at her puckering asshole while he kept up the relentless attack on her blood-stiffened clitoris. Her hips flayed wildly, her fingers tore into the bedspread and her body drove lustfully against his suctioning, mashing mouth."H-e-e-elp!" she wailed like a mournful siren, pushing his face deeper into her spewing cunt. Her body arched and tensed as he sucked the life out of her vagina.He lay his full weight on her limp body, his stiff cock snuggling against the hot, moist folds of her spread pussy-lips. He covered her with white-hot kisses. Her eyes, her nose, her lips, her ears, her shoulders, her breasts all felt the vibrant passion of his lips. He lingered on the taut teats. His tongue flicked at their erect rigidity, reawakening the embers of her lust.He drew back, eyed her cunt hungrily. Then a flicker of compassion responded deeply within him. Suddenly, he threw her over onto her stomach.Her beautiful ass stared him in the face. He spread the shapely cheeks, gazed at the puckered asshole.The wanton craving began to press against the stiffness of his cock. His hand grabbed the pulsing muscle and guided it to the asshole."No-o-o-o-o-o!!" she pleaded. "Not there!"He tore in, lunged up her ass, seeking the culmination of his animal passion. His heavy-hanging balls slapped wetly against her convoluting ass as he plunged relentlessly into her tight rectum. She worked her anal muscles like a fist, pulling and holding every lunge of his ass-hungry dick.They melded into a single, driving, writhing, slamming orgiastic thing, his cock sliding up, in and out of her ass.The growling, animalistic groans meshed into pure, unadulterated lust as he rocketed off into the infinity of delirium. He clung tenaciously to her, savoring the last clinging moments of ecstasy, then he slumped into a heavenly state of sleep.CHAPTER TWOThey were in Bill's car, both of them omitting showers so she might be on time for dinner and avoid a dissertation by her father on the virtue on punctuality. Nell lived on Russian Hill, about a fifteen-minute drive from where they were.As Bill sped along the narrow San Francisco streets, breaking most traffic laws, Nell realized how much she would miss him during the three months of her vacation.She had just finished high school and was enrolled across the Bay at the university as a pre-med student, following in the footsteps of her father, who was one of the leading surgeons in San Francisco.Bill was to attend summer session at Berkeley and they had both decided it would be as good a time as any to learn how much they really meant to each other by separating for the three months. It was being accomplished by the simple expedient of Nell going on a cross-country vacation with her twin sister, Beth. If absence made the heart grow fonder, they would soon know, and if the opposite occurred, then it would be for the best if they knew sooner than later.She looked at Bill longingly; it would be their last time together for three long months, for once he dropped her at home, it would be the last time they would see each other till then. Nell had already packed her bags so she could spend as much time with him as possible and still get an early start in the morning.Meanwhile at the Dorman home Beth was just finishing the last of her packing while her father sat downstairs impatiently sipping a dry martini and staring at his watch. It was three minutes before eight, but he was already anticipating that both his daughters would be late.Beth fooled him. She appeared in the living room as he looked at his watch. Her brown hair bounced on her neck as she skipped over to him and kissed him on the cheek."Hi, Dad," she said brightly. "How's my favorite surgeon?" Her creamy white skin hardly creased as she smiled brightly at her father.He looked at her vital young body, flashing violet eyes and brilliant smile and the tensions of the day oozed out of him. She and Nell were the sun and the heavens all wrapped up in twin packages for him. The only physical difference between Nell and Beth was the color of their hair.A tender kiss on the cheek, a touch of the hand or a flashing smile was all that was needed to render him a helpless vassal to their wishes.Beth had graduated valedictorian in high school with Nell only a fraction behind her, and he couldn't have felt more pride. He was even happy to learn that Beth, unlike Nell had decided to major in social work. It proved to him that she had humility and sensitivity to the needs of others.As a nationally known surgeon, he had parlayed his high income with sound investments and was now extremely wealthy. Although he had always lavished Beth and Nell with all the material things his money could buy, they remained unspoiled."I'll feel a lot better if your playgirl sister should fool me and come home on time for dinner," he said, his manner gruff.Beth sat on the arm of the chair and put her arm around him. "Oh, Dad, don't be an old grouch. You won't be seeing us for three months. I think you can allow her a few minutes' leeway to say goodbye to Bill.""That's why I'm a grouch. I won't be seeing you for three long months. Do you have to go around the country for that long?""Yes, we do. Once we start college, we'll be devoting all our energies to our studies and we won't have the time. We want to get out and explore the country, see what makes it tick, see what makes people tick.""You won't be able to learn all that in three months or three years," Mr. Dorman pointed out."I know that," she answered, "but at least it's a start. If I'm going to be involved with people, I have to learn something about them. Things I can't learn from a book or a lecture."He sighed and patted her lovingly on the knee. "Of course you're right, but I dread the thought of not having you around for three months."She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Well, maybe you'll learn to appreciate us."Mrs. Dorman entered the living room carrying four glasses of champagne, one intended for Nell, as the chimes of the clock on the mantel struck eight. She handed a glass to Beth and one to Mr. Dorman, then she looked around the room."No Nell?" she asked. There wasn't any surprise in her voice. She had long since become accustomed to Nell's rather loose interpretation of punctuality."No Nell," Mr. Dorman answered. "If you wanted her here at eight, you should have told her dinner was at seven."The words were no sooner out of his mouth when the front door opened and Nell entered alone. She closed the wide oak door behind her and entered the living room. "Hi everyone," she said, smiling brightly.Beth looked surprised. "Where's Bill?"Nell shrugged her shoulders sadly. "He went home. He'll call in the morning to say goodbye." Mr. Dorman raised his glass after Mrs. Dorman had given one to Nell. "This really calls for a toast," he said, a grin splitting his face. "Nell Dorman, daughter of the eminent Doctor David Dorman, has, for the first time in ten years, arrived at the Dorman home on time. It is a momentous occasion and one for which I'm deeply grateful and profoundly apologetic. I had anticipated at least a half hour's wait. Accept my thanks and my apologies because I'm starving." He bowed deeply and drank his champagne as the others laughed.Dinner was bright and sprinkled with laughter, but there was an undercurrent of sadness. Mr. and Mrs. Dorman knew their daughters were entering a new phase in their lives and they were reluctant to accept it. They were also reluctant to see them leave. Before this, the longest time that the family had been separated was for two weeks of summer camp. Beth and Nell were growing into womanhood rapidly and it caused a paradox of emotions in their parents.They would miss the squealing little girls who romped noisily through the house. They would miss the tears from the little hurts that they brought to them to make well. They would miss the woes, the heartaches, the sleepless nights, and most of all, they would miss the ecstatic reward of a child's kiss. But they were also proud of the graceful transformation they had made to young ladies of intelligence, responsibility, honesty and humility.After dinner they played Scrabble and decided to end the pleasant evening at an early hour. The girls wanted to be on the road by six a.m. and it would necessitate an early start.Of course, Mr. Dorman laughed at their intentions. He couldn't imagine either of them being able to get up at that hour and be on the road, all in the space of one hour. He was sure it would take that long to comb their hair.They went to bed determined to dispel once and for all time Mr. Dorman's contention that women are incapable of following a set plan, especially where time is involved.Nell went upstairs, her rectum still aching from Bill's avaricious cock. She had decided to tell no one of the vicious anal rape.CHAPTER THREENell and Beth were much too excited to fall right to sleep. They both wriggled restlessly in their king-sized bed."Can't you sleep either?" Nell asked as they both turned inward at the same time, bumping into each other. They giggled."No," Beth answered. "Do you think you and Bill will ever get married?" she asked, not knowing why the thought suddenly popped into her head."I think so. I think I love him very much," Nell answered. "Why'd you ask? You've always been saying I'll marry him because we have so much in common. Why the sudden doubts?""It's not so much doubt -- it's, ah, I don't know. I keep wondering how the next three months are going to affect us. Will we still have the same outlook on life, the same rapport with our surroundings? Does that sound nutty?""No," Nell answered, "I think I know what you mean. That's one of the reasons I wanted to go. For one thing, I wanted to find out if I really love Bill or if it's just a sexual thing. But is three months really enough time to alter our lives drastically?" "I think so," Beth said. "I think three hours can change a person's life -- if they're traumatic enough."Nell thought of how three hours had indeed changed her life. She had become transformed from a girl to a woman on those three hours. She had not lost her virginity, but the anal rape had shown her a vista of sensuality and emotion in that short space of time.She wondered about Beth. Was she still a virgin? She knew that six months ago, Beth was a virgin, but they hadn't discussed it since. She hadn't asked and Beth hadn't volunteered the information, but perhaps her sexual status had changed. Perhaps Lew, the boy with whom Beth went steady for three months, might have fucked her."Beth," Nell asked tentatively, "did you ever go to bed with Lew?""No," she answered, smiling. "I knew you were wondering about it.""Not really," Nell answered sincerely. "I was thinking about Bill and me, and how I wanted to lay him when I knew I loved him. I just happened to think that you said you loved Lew. Didn't he try?""Did he ever!" Beth said, still shaking from the memory. "He tried the first night I met him and he was still trying the night we said goodbye. And there were a few times when I nearly let him, but I wasn't really sure I loved him, like you were with Bill. So, with doubts gnawing at me, I decided to wait. When I go to bed with anyone, I want to be sure I love him, at least the first time. I know it might not last but at least I won't have any guilt feelings about giving my virginity to some dumdum who comes along and takes me to bed. Do I sound like some provincial bumpkin?""No" Nell assured her. "I don't feel the least bit guilty about Bill for just that reason."Beth yawned. "I'm sorry, Nell. Let's discuss it on the road. I'm getting sleepy and five a.m. comes awful early. Good night.""Night," Nell replied, but she lay there, her eyes wide open, thinking of the fateful three hours that he promulgated the problem with which she now wrestled. Could she love a man who raped her ass?As Beth came near to sleep, she remembered vividly another night with the same man. She had just broken off with Lew, and Bill had just got back from Vietnam. They were alone in the big house on Russian Hill. Beth sat on the couch which faced the hearth and kicked off her shoes. Bill sat on the floor and jokingly rubbed her feet. Her miniskirt had hiked up and revealed the soft V of her crotch.The whiteness of her lacy panties shone like a beacon under the dark chiffon of her dress. Bill could feel his flaccid meat stirring to an erection as his glance fell on her silken thighs and inviting crotch.He got up and poured himself a glass of wine. "Would you like a glass, Beth?""Uh-huh," she said, nodding lazily, curling up in a corner of the couch.He poured the second glass and sat beside her. The warmth of the Burgundy glowed through her, lulling every muscle in her body to relaxation."Did I ever tell you, you're the most beautiful sister in the world?" he asked, looking into her big violet eyes.Her lynx-like eyes sparkled as the reflection of the fire danced in them. "No, but tell me.""You get more beautiful every day and tonight you're a month ahead of time.""Oh, Bill," she sighed and put her arms around his neck, kissing him tenderly on the forehead. As she did, his wine spilled over her dress.They laughed at the irritating intrusion and Bill stood up. "You'd better take it off. I'll hang it over a chair to dry."Beth didn't think twice about the suggestion. It seemed to her the natural thing to do. She stood up and let Bill unzip the dress. She stepped out of it and he hung it over the back of a chair beside the glowing fire. His breath lumped in his throat when he turned to face her bra-and-bikini-panty-clad body.Her firm young body exuded a lusty health as she stood there, her brown hair cascading over her creamy shoulders. Her full breasts tested the tensile strength of her brassiere and the lacy panties about her lower hips allowed a few stray wisps of silken blackness to peek above the elastic top. The dark shadow of her triangular pubic patch pushed against the gossamer material.Beth giggled."What's so funny?" Bill asked."You," she tittered. "You look like you're ready to go to a party and I look like I'm ready for bed." As soon as she made the innocent observation, she realized she was revealing the truth. She was ready for bed. All Bill had to do was take her in his arms and she would fall apart.He hesitated a moment and then, "I do look foolish, don't I?" He put his hands to her cheeks and kissed her gently on the lips. "I'll be right back. Don't go away."Wild horses couldn't drag her from the house, she thought, as she watched him leave the room. She stood there, transfixed, afraid to move for fear the wonderful aura would dissipate, that any movement would disturb the tranquility of the moment. She would stay rooted to the spot until Bill returned and kissed her to perpetuate her flight to heaven.