The dildo was slipping deeper. Sam was forcing the vibrator down over her clit. A sudden sensation hit her like nothing she'd ever felt in her life. Even when she'd sprayed water on her cunt while bathing, she'd never felt anything quite so furious.

Tendrils of thrilling pleasure connected her nipples to her cunt. She felt them stiffen out against the coarse bedspread. And when she tried to turn again, the friction over her nipples made her gasp. The tickling tip of the dildo touched her clit again and she arched her back until her belly and tits were barely touching the bed at all.

She shivered as Sam drove the vibrator in circles around the base of her swelling clitoris.

"God… noooo. Please… Ohhhh please, please." Sam had worked the smooth dildo down to the mouth of her cunt and was tracing the taut muscles that controlled the opening. Marcia knew that she wasn't like other females when it came to sex. A doctor might call her neurotic. She was afraid of that place in her body, that soft, slick hole. A man had put his cock halfway into her cunt three years ago.

So now with this plastic prick working in her cunt, Marcia felt the old panic, the old fears flooding her again. Of course she wasn't normal. How could any normal girl let herself come to a hotel room with… with someone like Sam Philbert.

"Christ in heaven… Ohhhh God help me…!"

The vibrator was slipping through her cuntlips. She tightened them more and tried to climb higher on the bed. But Sam was laughing again, digging his fingers into her thigh.

"It hurts!"

She could feel the thing entering her cunt. She could feel the drenched slick membranes suck close to the smooth shape, could feel her pussy responding to the new hardness inside. The dildo was going so deep! It was scary and strange and terribly insistent that buzzing, tingling sensation. And then she felt the rough base of the vibrator, felt it slipping inside past her cuntlips. No! That was impossible!