****** The Beach ******
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The Beach


Zuma Beach on a beautiful summer day in July. He spotted her right away. Big
tits on a skinny bod, with a swell of hips that made the package contained in
the smallest of string bikinis almost perfect. She was blond, about 18 but
could have been younger, the tracks on her arms testified to what she was; a
junkie whore who has already lived a hard life. Well, his aim was not to make
her life harder, but rather her death as hard as possible.

She passed in front of him, walking to the towel she had laid out about twenty
feet from him, and laid down. Undoing her top, she stretched out taking in the
sun.

He approached her casually, not indicating he had read the signs of how she
lived her life. At 6' 4" and a hard-muscled 260 pounds, he looked like what he
was: A well paid tight-end for an NFL team. He brought a cooler for her and a
beer for himself.

"Hi, my name is Jake, and I thought you looked thirsty."

Her life had been spent spreading her thin legs for a procession of fat,
middle-aged businessmen with dorks the size of her thumb and the attentions of
a man of his looks was obviously flustering to her. But not enough to throw off
the habits of a lifetime, short though it has been.

"Well Jake," she replied. "I don't date casually, so if you want to spend time
with me it is going to cost you."

"I'm not asking you for a date. I just thought you might be thirsty," Jake
responded giving her body a casual glance.

"Well, I am a bit parched. Sure, lets have a drink," she relented her previous
snide attitude and thought, "He is a fucking stud, that's for sure."

"I'm sorry, my name is Brandy," she said reaching for the cooler he was handing
to her.

"Nice to meet you Brandy."

They started talking, and seemed to hit it off. Brandy was actually seventeen
and had not had many of what most people would call "normal" relationships in
the past. A young bloomer, she had started growing tits at eight and her step-
father raped her at ten. Running away from home at thirteen to escape the abuse
of her step-father, she simply traded it for the abuse of many different men.
The only consolation was they were not her step-father.

So the attentions of a "stud" like Jake, in an other than business relationship
was a heady perfume to her. When Jake suggested they get something to eat, she
readily acquiesced.

He led her to the parking lot, and up to the biggest RV she had ever seen.

"Wow!" she exclaimed. "Is this yours?"

"Sure," Jake replied opening the door, "come on in."

Giving her his arm to help her up the first step, as she was only about five
feet tall, she climbed aboard.

"Way cool," was Brandy's only comment as she surveyed to luxury with which the
RV was appointed.

"Yeah, I like it." Jake said.

"How 'bout a steak?" Jake asked.

"Sure" was her response as she wandered to the back of the RV.

Parting the curtains that shielded the rear, she looked on with shock at the
Jacuzzi and round bed beyond that took up the last twenty feet of the RV.

A tingling started in the bottom of her belly, and it was way below her stomach
that was already growling at the thought of a steak.

Jake, surveying the globes of her young ass that were exposed to God and
everybody by her bikini string through the crevice of her ass, grabbed another
cooler and walked up behind her. Pressing his bulging crotch into her ass, he
handed her the cooler with one hand and hit a button to his left with the
other, firing off the jets in the jacquzzi and the heater to a preset 115
degrees.

"Ooooh... thanks," she murmured obviously lost in thought. She took a deep swig
and turned into him, her big tits rubbing his bare chest as though by accident.

"Where's that piece of meat you promised me?" she asked coquettishly.

"Coming right up," Jake replied.

The next hour was a dream to Brandy. He kept up a lively conversation while
cooking the steaks and when they sat down to eat he served a very expensive red
wine that she learned to love, when mixed with the taste of the steaks. He was
attentive in a way she had never experienced before and she swooned under it.
All the streetwise smarts that she had were undone by the basic honesty and
sincerity with which he approached her.

For his part, he was calculating the whole time. Manipulating her like a puppet
on strings. Knowing the weakness these types have for just the normal social
intercourse that we all take for granted, it was easy for him to overwhelm her.

"The Jacuzzi should be about right now, would you like to try it?" Jake asked.

"You bet I would!" Brandy squealed.

With that she walked toward the Jacuzzi reaching behind her to take off her
top, while Jake grinned and grabbed a bottle of Dom Perignon and wine glasses.

When he turned to her again she was at the edge of the Jacuzzi with one toe in
the water. She turned and grinned and skinned down the bottoms of her bikini,
showing him those cheeks through which he could see that the blond hair on her
head was gained honestly, not from a bottle. She then stepped into the Jacuzzi,
hiding this sight from him beneath the foam.

The sight of her trimmed bush of wheat colored hair had sent a jolt through his
once again hardening prick. And he could not help to think of the fun to come,
causing him to harden further.

As he approached her with the wine glasses in one hand and the bottle in the
other, he could see her smile at him and then her gaze wandered down his cut
physique and six-pack on his abdomen, to his crotch and the obvious bulge
there. Her eyes went wide in shock as she took in the proportions of it.

Now this is no shrinking violet of a virgin. This is a girl who has taken
literally hundreds of cocks inside her mouth, cunt and ass. So for her eyes to
widen at the bulge in his trunks takes some doing. And Jake had the do to do
with. And he was going to use that do on her with all his considerable
strength.

Slipping in the jacuzzi beside her, he opened the Dom Perignon and poured them
each a glass of champagne.

"Here is to a lovely young lady, with a... bright future in front of her," Jake
toasted.

Brandy giggled as the bubbles tickled her nose, but she slugged down the glass
of expensive champagne in a gulp and held out her glass for a refill. Jake
happily obliged. Not all his game was this easy. Some had been downright brutal
in the past. But that was the past and Brandy was here now, cooperating in
every way.

After polishing off most of the champagne by herself, she let her head loll
back against the edge of the Jacuzzi and if with a mind of its own, her left
hand came down high on the inside of his rock hard thigh. It squeezed, as if
judging the firmness of an apple.

In response, Jake reached across and pulled her to his lips, pressing his hard
chest into hers and feeling her nipples harden. She responded with unbridled
passion, and he knew she was his, body and soul.

The foreplay seemed to last forever, the way foreplay should. She slid her hand
up his thigh and under the leg band of his shorts, cupping his balls. She could
not believe their size! She could only grab one at a time in her hand, and in
sliding her hand from one to the other, she could sense the girth of his
hardening cock.

Kissing her deeply, and sliding his tongue in and out of her mouth as deeply as
he could, as if his tongue was a miniature cock, left her gasping for air as
her huge tits heaved on her chest.

Meanwhile, Brandy's hand searched higher and wrapped around the biggest cock
she had ever felt. Her small hand barely got two thirds of the way around his
massive shaft. She gasped with her shock into his mouth and he smiled to
himself with his knowledge of what she had just realized.

Reaching up, he rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger, pressing hard
enough to cause a small amount of pain with the pleasure that she felt. The
combination of the feel of the huge, hard shaft in her hand and the pain and
pleasure of his rolling her nipple caused her to emit a groan into his mouth.

Trying to run her hand up the shaft of his cock, her movements were frustrated
by the leg band of his shorts, and only got another couple of inches higher.
Nowhere near the head of his cock that was her ultimate goal.

She had never been so aroused in her life. This mountain of a man, nearly a
foot and a half taller than her, and a hundred and sixty pounds heavier, was
tweaking her in ways that her heroin lover never had. The way he had treated
her, as a human being, not a piece of meat was forever inscribed on her mind.
The feel of his hard body, and the size of his cock was making her wet, and
weak in the knees.

Suddenly, he broke off all contact, and stepped out of the Jacuzzi. His growing
hard-on was peeping its head above his swim trunks. He reached down for her
hand and helped her out of the Jacuzzi, admiring the lean flanks that separated
the huge mounds of her tits from the swelling of her hips and ass. All was
going according to plan. It was rare that this happened and he intended to
enjoy it to the utmost.

Grabbing a towel off the shelf nearby, he began rubbing it across her body with
rough, powerful hands. She mewled in pleasure as he worked the towel over her
breasts and down her stomach and between her legs.

After drying her off, he quickly dried himself and tossing the towel aside,
grabbed her around the middle and tackled her, landing side by side on the
round bed. Throwing her leg across yours and starting to rub her moist pussy
against your thigh she sought your lips with hers and held on to you with the
death grip of a drowning victim.

Reaching between your legs, she wrapped her hand around your throbbing cock,
and once again she gasped as she felt the size of your cock. Now, though, she
had access to the entire length. And as she started jacking him off, the true
length of his massive tool made her head spin. She couldn't take all of that in
her petite body, she thought. But it would be fun to take as much as she could.

Meanwhile, Jake had not been idle. Reaching one hand behind her back and
around, he was tweaking her nipple with the same pleasure/pain force that he
had before, and at the same time began rubbing a finger very lightly along the
length of her pussy lips.

They kissed, and she let out a groan into his mouth as he flicked her clit with
his finger. She stroked his massive cock faster and he slid a finger into her
rapidly moistening cunt. She began panting into his mouth and he slid another
finger into her snatch. Now she began to hump his hand as she broke their kiss
and slid down to lock her lips around the nipple on his broad chest.

He sighed in pleasure and began planning his mission in earnest. Plotting step
by step his actions and her reactions from what he had gleaned about her so
far. For the ultimate goal was her peak of pleasure, her orgasm, le petit morte
("the little death") if you will, coinciding with his. For now, the plan called
for her feeling in control of the lovemaking. His time would come later.

She bit his nipple lightly and moved down his hairy, hard belly. She was eyeing
the head of his cock, like it was a one eyed cobra; a spitting cobra at that.
She did not have far to travel before his cock was pressing against her lips.
She savored the moment as her lips opened and she spread her jaws as wide as
possible, and the head forced its way into her mouth.

Jake groaned in pleasure. It was not as if he had forced his cock head into her
mouth, it was she who applied to pressure, as it was the only way to get it in.
She continued that pressure and forced another four inches or about a third of
it in before she started gagging.

Brandy had always prided herself on her ability to swallow cock, but this was
something she had not reckoned with. Still, she gave it her best, forcing
another couple of inches down her throat before sliding back off. However, she
maintained the seal of her lips around his cock, and swallowed a couple of
times, eliciting a moan from Jake.

He reached down and grabbed her silky blond hair and shoved her head down as he
thrust up into her face. She felt his rock hard cock stab deeper than before
and had to fight to keep from puking all over him. After a few strokes she
adjusted to the invasion and began to swallow again to increase the pleasure
for him. Reaching between her own legs, she began playing with her clit. The
swallowing seemed to work as he began groaning and mumbling words about fucking
her face.

She had always loved sucking cock, and the combination of this huge male weapon
forcing its way further down her throat and her playing with herself at the
same time, was bringing her close to the best feeling in the world. She felt
like that old broad she had seen in some old porno movie that had a clit in her
throat. She knew it wasn't true, but she had come too many times sucking off
some needle-dicked prick while she played with herself to write the technique
off.

He could feel her give in to the face fucking, and began to lengthen his
strokes. Brandy adjusted as she had learned over the years to breathe in on the
out-strokes and control the gag reflexes on the thrusts. As she did this, she
realized that she was taking more and more of his raging cock down her throat.

"God, you can suck cock like a whore!" Jake exclaimed, as he shoved his huge
organ a couple of inches deeper.

She heard his words and thought she should have taken offense at being called a
whore, but since she knew she was, she thought, "What difference?"

Jake continued to assault her throat with his engorged cock, and Brandy
continued to swallow and play with her clit. Breathing was becoming less of a
problem as she got into the rhythm of his thrusts. Soon she felt a tickling at
her nose and realized he was grinding his pubes into her face as his meat was
hilted into her mouth and throat.

One thing Jake had learned, and all men with huge cocks soon learn it, is that
a pussy has a limit to how much cock you can stuff it with, while a throat and
an asshole do not.

Knowing this, and with her nose resting in his crotch, he was going for the
gusto! Withdrawing all but three or four inches, he thrust back into her throat
with all the force he could muster. Hearing the slap of his balls against her
chin and neck, he pulled out and repeated the motion.

She groaned and began concentrating on relaxing her throat to the onslaught.
She succeeded there, but was now having trouble taking in enough air to stay
conscious. As he still left three or four inches in her mouth, the opening to
take air in was short and small.

Now Jake grabbed her by her long blond locks and started getting serious about
fucking her face. No longer was he pulling out far enough for her to get a
breath of air. With all but six inches out, he still blocked her airway, not to
mention when he was all the way down her throat.

Her lungs began to burn and she was beginning to panic. She twisted her head
from side to side to dislodge this invader, but was unsuccessful, his grip on
the back of her head too tight. Her hands were like claws sinking into the
rocks that were the muscles of his buttocks, but six years of the NFL and four
of college football at University of Texas had made them impervious to this
effort. In fact it urged him on.

Now she was terrified. In all the years putting it out on the street, in all
the beatings she had taken, she had never felt she was about to lose her life.
Now she did. The pain in her lungs was growing and her mind was reverting back
to the primordial days of fight or flight. Nothing she was doing was reducing
the pain in her chest or taking her closer to being able to escape.

Now the pain had taken on a life of its own. Her entire being was focused on
getting air into her lungs. She tried biting down on his cock, but it was so
large and spread her jaws so wide, she could do little more than scrape her
teeth across his cock. Doing so seemed to turn him on that much more, and he
started fucking her face with even more force.

Now he began groaning and his balls were slapping her harder than ever. Given
the fact they were to size of small apples, this was painful in itself. But to
add to the torture, his rock hard abs were slamming into her nose, and her nose
began to bleed dripping down onto his cock where she soon detected the metallic
taste.

Now her oxygen deprivation was taking a real toll. Her hands dropped from his
ass to lie limply on top of his ankles. Her hips, which had been rotating in
the air with the universal sign of, "Come fuck me, I'm available," slowly slid
down to the bed.

Meanwhile Jake let out a groan and thrust his huge member deep down her gullet
and began shooting his cum directly into her gullet.

The last thing she remembered was a crescendo of pain and then darkness.

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