"No, hurt, hurt!" she stammered, jerking both hands up and shoving her palms against his chest. No, he had to get out of her. She wasn't going to feel that tearing pain, bleed to death in this place while he satisfied some perverse lust to hurt her!

"Can't stop now, baby. Just hold on the best way you can," Chuck muttered, wrapping his fingers around the edges of the bench and tensing his leg and thigh muscles, Candy cried out, trying to writhe out from under the big man.

"Oh, you have to… I… uhhhhhh!"

There was a sudden rushing sensation in her pussy, followed by a tearing, ripping pain that nearly punched the air out of the screaming blonde teenager. Candy's face was a mask of intense pain. Her legs kicked up and out like those of a frog pinned to a dissection table. The blonde young woman clawed at Chuck, twisting, writhing, trying to get away from that awful, searing pain tearing her mind apart.

"Easy, easy, easy," he cooed, not daring to slide another inch of his rod in her juicy hole. Reaching down with one hand the instructor massaged her sore, aching cuntlips while he stroked her forehead gently. Sweat had dampened her hair, plastering it to her flesh.

"Oh, oh, ohhhhhhh!"

As the seconds ticked by Candy felt the pain ebb, replaced first by numbness, and then by a hot, pleasurable, filled sensation. Chuck was quick to sense the change taking place in the young woman still struggling under him.

After several minutes passed, Candy dared to move her hips, changing slightly the angle her cunt made with his huge dick. Oh, how odd it felt to have something that long, that hard, that hot gouging out the walls of her hot pussy!

"Ohhh yeah, baby, I knew you couldn't keep that ass of yours quiet for long," Chuck whispered, drilling his tongue teasingly in and out of her ear canals.

"But, am I… bleeding?" Candy asked, biting her lower lip in shame and fear.