"Hot, huh, baby? Hot for my dick? Man, bet you're hot enough down there to fry up a hundred cocks," he taunted, rubbing his fingers over her nipples faster. Her tits jiggled and bounced as he inched up closer to her face. Already, the blonde teenager could smell the bleachy aroma of his unwashed crotch. Was he going to make her suck that thing? The girl's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't move," he said threateningly, reaching down and cupping her tits, moving then in from the side while bending down and resting his dick on her upper chest. Christina held her breath, unsure of what he was going to do.

"Ohhhhh!"

Mike pushed her tits toward the center of her chest until his dick was nestled between them. He didn't stop until the hard red tips of both tits were shoved against the head of his cock. Christina had never heard of this being done before, not even from her more "experienced" girlfriends who were free to offer their advice at the drop of a hat.

The biker rocked back and forth. Warm precum spilled from his piss-slit as his body hunched into the valley between Christina's tits. Her nipples scraped against the top of his cock. The tight pressure of his hands holding her tits in place and the continual shoving of his dick-head against her nipples had the girl moaning and clutching helplessly onto the biker's body.

"Yeah, baby, this ain't no rape. You dig it." God help her, she did love the brutal tit-fucking.

CHAPTER TWO

Christina felt her ear grow hot and ticklish as Mike drove the tip of his tongue into it. He was working his fingers over her tits while hunching his dick in and out of the valley created by her compressed tits. Mike was whispering things be was going to do to her that made her shiver with terror and excitement.

The tingle in her cunt was getting worse. She couldn't control her emotions any longer.